The President is Too Fierce: Sweet Wife, Be Nice!

Soon, the door opened, and the nurse came out pushing the hospital bed.

"Doctor, how is she?" Zhuo Dingding immediately rushed forward and supported the bed frame.

Although he was speaking to the doctor, his eyes were on the person on the bed the whole time.

There were circles of gauze wrapped around her forehead, and the blood on her face had been cleaned up, but a lot of blood could be seen in her hair and the clothes on her chest.

Also, her left cheek was highly swollen, especially the corner of her jaw, which was extremely red, swollen and bruised.

The sight of her being so dilapidated and lying on the hospital bed with her eyes closed made Zhuo Dingding's heart constrict and he felt pain as if someone had grabbed her fist hard.

"No big problem." The doctor took off the mask and said in a business-like professional tone, "Two stitches were stitched on the forehead, just be careful not to get infected."

When Zhuo Dingding heard the first half of the sentence, there was no major problem, and he felt a little relieved, but the latter sentence, which required two stitches, made him furious.

"It's not a big problem after two stitches!" He yelled at the doctor uncontrollably.

With a roar that shook the mountains and forests, all the medical staff were frightened by him, and even Zhuo Shuhang shrank his shoulders in fright.

He was always afraid that third brother's anger would be vented on him, but luckily it was directed at the doctor.

"The wound is not too big, and the stitches are very good. Stay in the hospital for two days to observe and observe." The doctor quickly calmed down. He has seen this kind of scene a lot, and he is very considerate of the family.

After speaking, he said to the nurse who stopped because of the roar of the family members: "Send it to the ward."

The doctor's calmness also made Zhuo Dingding calm down.

He has always been rational, knowing that getting angry with the doctor will not help, but at that moment just now, he couldn't help losing control.

He closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, he had returned to his usual calm and self-possession.

Zhuo Shuhang saw him follow the nurse, pushing Cheng Lianxun to the ward, he hurriedly followed, and said to the nurse: "We want an advanced ward, single room."

The third brother didn't say that he would be transferred to another hospital, so he should be hospitalized in this hospital.

The two nurses didn't expect him to say this. The nurse closest to him was surprised and uncertain: "We only have super VIP luxury wards for single people, which are very expensive."

"We are not short of money." Zhuo Shuhang didn't hesitate at all, "This is what I want."

Zhuo Shuhang peeked at his third brother, his attention was all on Cheng Lianxun, he didn't seem to hear what he was saying.

The third brother didn't seem to have any intention of declaring his family background. If they knew their identities, how could these nurses have the nerve to talk expensive in front of them.

Jenny was still standing at the door of the operating room, watching them leave without rushing to follow.

The undercurrent of the Zhuo family is turbulent, she knows something about it.

Cheng Lianxun was injured tonight, and he clearly had something to do with Zhuo Shuhang.

She thought that the third master would fight Zhuo Shuhang the first time he saw him, but he didn't.

Even the roar at the doctor was beyond her expectations.

This hospital is relatively close to Dynasty Bar, and it is the most famous public hospital. It is understandable for Zhuo Shuhang to send Cheng Lianxun here in an emergency.

But the Zhuo family has its own private hospital, she thought that the third master would transfer Cheng Lianxun there, but he didn't seem to have any intention of transferring?

She suddenly couldn't understand what the third master was thinking.

ward.

After the nurse took care of Cheng Lianxun, she left, and Zhuo Dingding sat on the side of the bed and watched over her.