Amnesiac Bigshot Remembers Only Me

Chapter 532 Check

Song An could only open the door while holding the umbrella. Fu Nanli hugged the soaked Wen Qiao and got into the car. The car slowly left the garden. Gu Xiao turned his back, and the car drove away from behind him. He looked up. , The hand in his trouser pocket clenched slightly.

In the car, Fu Nanli held the person in his arms, and reached out to pinch her: "Qiaoer...wake up...wake up..."

Isn’t it thirteen days? Why was he suddenly unconscious?

Song An handed over the tissue, and Fu Nanli hurriedly pulled it out to help her wipe her face, wipe her head, she was all wet, how could she wipe it dry.

Wen Qiao's face even turned blue and gray, probably because she had been in the heavy rain for too long. She was cold all over, to the point where Fu Nanli was frightened.

He held the person in his arms and kept rubbing her arms, hoping to help her warm up.

Qiao'er would suddenly wake up as soon as he got by his side before. Why is he still not awake now?

"Call Zhou Jin and ask him to go to my hospital immediately."

"It's Master."

Fu Nanli kept tapping Wen Qiao's face, "Qiaoer, can you hear me? Don't sleep, don't sleep, it's not time to sleep now."

About twenty minutes, when there was still some distance from the hospital, Wen Qiao suddenly opened his eyes and grabbed Fu Nanli's hand. Fu Nanli's worries and distress engraved into her eyes, Wen Qiao's heart suffocated and clenched. his hand.

"Brother Nan Li." His voice was hoarse, weak, pale, trembling fingers.

Fu Nanli's heart was almost broken.

"I'm here, I'm here, I'm going to the hospital soon, it's okay, it's okay."

Wen Qiao seemed to be holding onto the driftwood as if a drowning person, holding it tightly, worried that once she let go, the only straw that could keep her alive would disappear.

The car finally stopped at the entrance of the hospital. Song An took the lead to get off the car and held an umbrella for his young master. Li Fang and Zhou Jinhou were at the door. Fu Nanli hugged the people and got out of the car. He glanced at Zhou Jin and Zhou Jin's expression was clear. This time Xiao Wen was in a coma again, it was a good opportunity for her to be checked.

Wen Qiao was pushed into the CT room, and Fu Nanli stood at the door anxiously waiting.

Half an hour later, Wen Qiao was pushed out wearing a hospital gown, and his illness was relieved a lot, not as if he had a splitting headache like just now.

Fu Nanli stepped forward, held her hand, and looked at Zhou Jin, "How is she?"

"Send her to the ward first. If she is exposed to the rain for too long, she may catch a cold and fever, so be careful."

Fu Nanli carried Wen Qiao from the emergency to the inpatient department.

Wen Qiao didn't have much strength either, so he let him hold it.

In the VIP ward, Fu Nanli did everything by himself, put the person on the bed, took a hair dryer to dry her hair, and finally poured a cup of hot water for her to hold in her hand.

It was obviously midsummer, but Wen Qiao always felt that his body was trembling slightly. It was because of the rain for too long.

Fu Nanli sat next to her and whispered: "Is it still cold? Or take a hot bath?"

Wen Qiao thought, the VIP ward of the private hospital is in good condition, and it can still take a hot bath. She shook her head: "It's okay, let me listen to what Doctor Zhou said."

Zhou Jin looked at Fu Nanli with a little embarrassment. Should he talk about his illness in front of the patient?

Fu Nanli seemed to weigh it in his heart, and said, "You speak."

Zhou Jin hesitated: "Otherwise you should come to my office and talk."

Wen Qiao's heart raised his throat, and he reached out and grabbed the thin quilt: "Can't you say it in front of me?"

(End of this chapter)