in the hospital.
"Mr. Tang's situation requires hospitalization. Why did he delay coming here until now? Do you know that if you come later, you may not be able to save him?"
The attending physician came out of the operating room, reached out to take off the mask, and reprimanded him.
At the door of the assistant's operating room, he breathed a sigh of relief when he heard that the person had been rescued.
Hearing the doctor's reprimand, he didn't dare to refute a word.
I can only slander silently in my heart: It's not that he didn't persuade him, it's that he can't persuade him! Miss Shangxin is pregnant now, not to mention letting Mr. Tang come to the hospital, in order to prevent the recurrence of his heart disease, Miss Shangxin found out that he almost didn't even take the medicine.
He is desperately in love, and he is desperately in love...
How can he persuade such a lover
"Doctor, how is Mr. Tang doing now?" the assistant asked worriedly.
Hearing this, the doctor shook his head and answered.
"It's not optimistic. As I said earlier, if you take good care of it and actively cooperate with the treatment, you may be able to persist for a year or so. But you have also seen that Mr. Tang is looking for death on his own. Such an uncooperative patient , Rescue it this time, I'm afraid it will be hard to say next time."
After the doctor finished speaking, he sighed again.
It's probably a pity.
A man who is in charge of the wind and rain in the market, but he cannot escape the tricks of fate, and will die young.
"I have asked Mr. Tang to be transferred to the VIP ward for observation. This time, no matter what, he will be hospitalized for observation for a few days. Nothing will happen again!" The doctor left after explaining.
When the assistant returned to the VIP ward, Tang Yuansi just woke up.
Opening his eyes, he saw himself lying in the hospital ward, with a self-deprecating arc drawn from the corner of his mouth.
Thinking of something, he rolled his eyes, looked at the assistant nervously, moved his lips, wanted to say something, but couldn't speak hoarsely.
"Doesn't Mr. Tang want to ask Miss Shangxin? Don't worry, she is fine. The housekeeper just sent a message. Miss Shangxin thought you were on a business trip. After dinner alone, you have gone back to your room to rest."
The assistant replied respectfully.
Hearing Shangxin's name, Tang Yuansi's expression softened.
A touch of warmth melted from the bottom of the eyes, with a hint of pampering luster.
Seeing this scene, the assistant's nose felt a little sore.
I don't know how to tell Tang Yuansi that what needs to be worried about now is not Shangxin, but himself.
What the doctor meant was that he didn't have much time left...
"If I have any accidents, help me take her back to Shang's house." Tang Yuansi opened his lips faintly as if he could see what the assistant wanted to say.
The voice was hoarse, with a hint of roughness, as if it had been ground by a stone, and it was difficult to say every word.
The assistant's throat choked, "Mr. Tang..."
"If I can't die, I'll wait until the baby has passed the first three months and the fetal gas is stable before sending her back." After Tang Yuansi finished speaking, his breathing became a little constricted.
Couldn't help coughing twice.
The assistant quickly poured him a glass of water.
Wanting to say something comforting, I opened my mouth, but I didn't know what to say.
In the ward, there is a suffocating despair...
At this time, outside the hospital, a taxi had just stopped by the side of the road.
The car door opened, and Shang Xin stepped out of the car with a swift movement.
I looked up at the hospital in front of me...
This is the place where Nian Xiaomu met Tang Yuansi and was hospitalized.
She had someone check that this private hospital has shares of the Tang family.
If Tang Yuansi really had a heart attack, he would definitely come here!