Chapter 931: Sick and weak with his wife to conquer the male **** of medicine 13

Chapter 931: Sick and weak with his wife to conquer the male **** of medicine 13

Shu Ange felt a little distressed about Cen Hongwen, but more admired him. He deserved the title of Angel in White.

During her hospitalization, due to the pressure and urging of her parents, Shen Qiuhua has been brewing bad water.

He asked his assistant to follow Shu Ange's movements, and after learning that she was hospitalized, he asked an acquaintance in the hospital to inquire about her ward number.

After figuring it out, Shen Qiuhua decided to pull his face down, went to the hospital to visit Shu Ange, and expressed his concern and condolences again.

At the beginning, Shen Qiuhua was able to impress Ding Peijun because of his tenderness and consideration.

Moreover, it is said that people who are sick are soft-hearted, and when he goes to show concern for the weak at this time, he will definitely be able to impress Shu Ange, and then he will change his mind and promise to reconnect with him.

With the thought together, Shen Qiuhua started to prepare, this time, he decided to play the memory card to let Ding Peijun recall the beauty of their college days.

He went to the flower shop to buy a bunch of Shu Ange's favorite violets, and specially changed them into the suit that Shu Ange gave him for his birthday, hummed a little song, and set off to the hospital with confidence.

Kyoto Hospital has always been strict in security matters.

Although Shen Qiuhua accurately stated the ward number and Shu Ange's name, he was stopped by the nurse at the doctor's desk because he could not provide evidence to prove the relationship between the two.

Shen Qiuhua had an idea, took out his mobile phone, dug out a wedding photo from the circle of friends, and handed it to the nurse triumphantly, and said indifferently: "I told you, I am Ding Peijun's husband, this issue of our wedding photo .Call me in."

The nurse took his mobile phone and checked it carefully, and then reluctantly let it go: "Go, don't make too much noise."

"Okay, thank you for being accommodating."

Ward 414, bed 2.

Shen Qiuhua walked through the corridor with flowers in his arms. After finding his destination, he squinted at the door number of the ward and gently opened the door.

There are two beds in this room. The patient in one of the beds has gone out and is not here at the moment.

Shu Ange was lying on the other bed with her eyes closed. Her face was pale and her expression was light.

Still with the same old look of dying, Shen Qiuhua was extremely disgusted, and forced a few concerned smiles on his face.

He walked lightly into the ward and gently placed the flower on the table.

Shu Ange was just closing his eyes and resting. After hearing the movement, he suddenly opened his eyes and saw the uninvited guest in the ward at a glance.

"Peijun."

When Shen Qiuhua pretended to stare affectionately, Shu Ange's low tone gave people goosebumps.

Shu Ange stood up alertly and asked coldly, "What are you doing here?"

"Peijun, you said that you were angry with me, so why didn't you tell me when you came to the hospital. I heard that you were about to die when you were sick. How are you? How are you? Look at you, you've lost weight, look It hurts me so much."

As Shen Qiuhua spoke, he stretched out his hand and stroked the folds on his suit, "I remember that you don't like the smell of disinfectant in the ward, so you brought your favorite violets to drive away the smell here."

Shu Ange recognized that the clothes he was wearing were picked by the original owner, and instantly understood why Shen Qiuhua dared to be cheeky.

She felt nauseated in her stomach, raised her eyebrows, and said lightly, "Mr. Shen, if you want to act, I suggest you go to the film and television city. This is a ward. The patient needs to be quiet, so you should go quickly."

"Peijun, I know you're angry with me. But we are husband and wife, and we all say that husband and wife quarrel at the head of the bed. I know what you're saying is angry, how can I leave you alone?"

Shen Qiuhua bent his body, intending to hold Shu Ange's left hand with needles.

"You don't need to worry about it, if you don't leave anymore, I'll call someone." Shu Ange quickly pulled his hand back, hid under the quilt, and stared at Shen Qiuhua with a rogue look. With his right hand, he took the phone out from under the pillow, and gestured to make a call.

"Peijun... don't be angry with me, we're reconciled, okay?" Shen Qiuhua continued to plead with a stubborn face, he believed that Shu Ange would soon be moved by his friendship.

Shu Ange sneered and pulled off the siren at the head of the bed neatly. The nurse who was in charge of changing her medicine heard the voice and hurried over.

"Miss nurse, please expel him, I don't want to see this person!" Shu Ange didn't even want to mention Shen Qiuhua's name again, "I remember our hospital has a policy that as long as a patient doesn't want to see him, he can refuse anyone's visit. "

The nurse recognized Shen Qiuhua, and she was quite critical of his attitude when he came. When she heard Shu Ange's words, she immediately said, "Mr. Mr. Ding is right. According to the regulations of our hospital, Miss Ding has a reason. Denied your visit. Please leave quickly!"

"I do not go!"

Shen Qiuhua shamelessly stayed in the ward, making up his mind to carry out the shameless to the end.

Several people were arguing over whether to stay or go, and there was a lot of noise in the ward.

Soon, Shu Ange's story was regarded as news in the hospital and spread throughout the housing department.

Cen Hongwen had just finished an operation and came back from the medical technology building to the ward of cardiac surgery. When passing through the corridor, he saw two little nurses whispering about Shu Ange with their heads hooked.

Because he was passing by, Cen Hongwen only listened to a general idea, but when he heard the word 414 ward, he stopped the two little nurses and asked them for further confirmation.

Cen Hongwen is a well-known long-legged male **** in Kyoto Hospital, and he has always taken a high-cold route. Being accosted by the male god, the two little nurses seemed both excited and nervous, feeling like they had won a five million jackpot. They looked at Cen Hongwen with the eyes of a **** and became a fan girl in seconds.

"Are you talking about Ward 414? What happened there?"

"Cen... Dr. Cen, you haven't heard of it yet? It's like this. Today, the family members of the 2-bedded ward in Ward 414 came to visit, but were turned away by the patient. But the family members were still in the ward. There was a big uproar."

"What about now?" Cen Hongwen raised his eyes.

"When we came up from the fourth floor just now, that family member was still there. He kept saying that he would sue our hospital. Tell me, what's the point."

"Thank you for letting me know."

Cen Hongwen said politely, and under the reluctant eyes of the two little nurses, his footsteps involuntarily went to the fourth floor.

Ward 414, with 2 beds, lives in Shu Ange.

He took a breath and walked downstairs quickly.

When Cen Hongwen arrived at the ward, Shen Qiuhua was still spouting: "She is my wife, and it is only right for me to take care of her, why do you want to drive me away!"

"Sir, this is the ward, please don't make any noise!"

Cen Hongwen's voice was cold and firm, revealing an unquestionable meaning.

"You take care of me!" Shen Qiuhua frowned and said angrily.