Chapter 409 Going abroad for medical treatment


Chapter 409 Going abroad for medical treatment

Zhang Yi ran out of the elevator, and Lao Zhou came with him. Both of them were very nervous.

"Isn't it just drunk? Why do we need to use experts?" As soon as he came, Lao Zhou couldn't wait to ask.

Bo Muhan raised his head and glanced at the examination room, then walked straight towards Zhang Yi, "Is there any cigarette?"

Lao Zhouyi grabbed his collar and said viciously: "I'm asking you What’s wrong with the eldest lady? Why don’t you answer?”

At this time, the door of the examination room suddenly opened, and a doctor and expert with white temples wearing a mask walked out accompanied by several assistants.

He walked up to Bo Muhan and said in a serious tone: "Ms. Jiang found an egg-sized tumor in her brain. The tumor was compressing the nerves. This was the main reason for her fainting. It is not yet certain whether the tumor is benign or not. It's malignant and needs further testing. What I want to tell you is that the tumor is too big and needs to be removed as soon as possible, otherwise it will directly affect vision and lead to blindness over time!"

"Why..." Lao Zhou didn't say a word! After that, he was so angry that his body fell straight backwards.

Zhang Yi and several assistants of the expert rushed to support him.

"Old Zhou, Old Zhou..."

The doctor's assistant pinched him hard, and Zhang Yi called anxiously, and Lao Zhou slowly woke up.

Seeing that his face was gradually turning red, Zhang Yi wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and said, "Old Zhou, you scared me to death. If you have some shortcomings, what will the eldest lady do?"
< br>Lao Zhou recovered a little, broke away from the doctor's assistant's support, and weakly asked the doctor and expert.

"How to cure it?"

He didn't dare to ask "Can it still be cured?" for fear of hearing an answer he didn't want to hear.

The doctor and expert adjusted the reading glasses on the bridge of his nose and pondered for a moment, "At present, there is no better way in China besides chemotherapy. You can try it abroad, but in terms of time..."

"Time is not a problem! "Bo Muhan said.

The doctors and experts looked at him. After hearing the result, his brain was already working quickly and he made a decisive decision.

"I have a private plane and can leave immediately."

This expert doctor knew Bo Muhan, otherwise Jiang Qingzhou would not have been treated by a master-level expert as soon as he was sent to the hospital.

He believed that Bo Muhan had this strength and understood him better.

The person who can make him so anxious and use all his strength to save must be the most important person in his life.

"Okay, I will give you the address of the foreign hospital and the phone number of the attending doctor, and you can set off!"

......

It's dawn, Jin The yellow sunlight shone through the green leaves from the window. Jiang Qingzhou slowly opened her eyes. She had a headache due to her hangover.

She supported the bed with one hand and her forehead with the other and slowly sat up. Just when she was about to ask Xiaoyuan to pour her a glass of wine, she was so thirsty that she suddenly realized that she was sleeping in a strange environment.

White sheets, white quilts, white pillows...Look at yourself again, the blue and white striped hospital gown.

"Why was I sent to the hospital?" She whispered.

At this time, the door to the ward was suddenly opened, and Zhang Yi and others walked in surrounded by Bo Muhan.

Bo Muhan directed Zhang Yi and others to move oxygen bottles, life monitors and other medical equipment. Then he walked to Jiang Qingzhou's bed and opened his arms.

"Come here!"

Jiang Qingzhou blinked in confusion. Did he drink too much and hallucinate? Why did Bo Muhan feel different now than before.

And what does it mean when he opens his hands? Is he trying to hug her?

She shrank back subconsciously, "What for?"

"Discharge!"

"Am I sick? Why did you come to pick me up from the hospital?"

She stretched her neck and saw Zhang Yi, and shouted to him: "Zhang Yi, come here, I have something to ask you!"
< br>Zhang Yi glanced at her, as if he didn't hear her words, and left carrying a kettle that Jiang Qingzhou had used last night. "Zhang Yi, are you deaf? Come back!"

Jiang Qingzhou was so angry that he was about to get out of bed to settle the score with Zhang Yi. As soon as his feet touched the ground, he was struck by Mu Mu. Han Tengkong picked him up.

"What are you doing? Let me go, Bao Muhan, don't do anything to me!"

Jiang Qingzhou struggled and beat him, but Bao Muhan just didn't let go.

Inadvertently, Jiang Qingzhou saw a white bandage wrapped around the back of his head. She frowned, "Are you injured?"

"Yes."

"What's going on?"

"Someone hit it with a desk lamp."

What happened in the guest room last night was like a scene from a movie that entered Jiang Qingzhou's mind. She couldn't remember the whole thing, only a few more intense scenes.

She hit Bo Muhan!

And it seems quite serious!

Then now... he doesn't want to take revenge on her and throw her into the river again, right?

Jiang Qingzhou, dominated by the tragic experience of his previous generation, was instantly overwhelmed by fear.

She squirmed in Bo Muhan's arms: "Let me go, you bad guy, let me go quickly!"

Bo Muhan hugged her and had sex in full view of everyone. Elevator, then through the huge toll hall, and finally outside the building.

A private plane was heard outside the building, and a group of medical staff in white coats were coming in and out along the ladder on the plane.

There are also several servants from the Jiang family, including Lao Zhou, Xiao Yuan, Wu Ma...

"Lao Zhou, Lao Zhou..." Jiang Qingzhou waved his hands vigorously towards Lao Zhou.

Old Zhou ran over in a hurry.

"Old Zhou, hurry up and let this bastard put me down!" Jiang Qingzhou glared at Bo Muhan and said to Lao Zhou.

Lao Zhou did not stand by Jiang Qingzhou unconditionally as before. He was silent for a few seconds and said to Jiang Qingzhou in a heavy tone: "Miss, just listen to Mr. Bo this time!"< br>
Huh?

Lao Zhou has rebelled. How could he say such treacherous words?

"Old Zhou, you..."

"Don't move any more. Now I'm going to carry you on the plane!" Jiang Qingzhou whispered to Jiang Qingzhou.

"Get on the plane? Why are you taking me on the plane?"

Do you want to wait for the plane to fly high in the sky and then throw her out of the plane?

Oh my God, it’s even more vicious than in the previous life!

"I don't want to get on the plane. Lao Zhou, please call the bodyguards. Bo Muhan has no good intentions. He wants to kill me, Lao Zhou..."

"Don't make trouble, young lady, be good this time. Listen to Mr. Bo..." Lao Zhou said while wiping his tears.

No matter how powerful Jiang Qingzhou was on weekdays, she was no more powerful than Bao Muhan. In the end, she was carried onto the plane by Bao Muhan.

There was a single bed on the plane specially prepared for Jiang Qingzhou. She jumped out as soon as she was put on the bed.

"Bo Muhan, you and I are on equal footing..."

Before she could finish her angrily words, she saw Lao Zhou, Zhang Yi, Xiao Yuan, and Ma Wu following them on the plane, and they all had solemn expressions on their faces.

Jiang Qingzhou finally realized that something was wrong. She looked back at some of the busy medical staff and suddenly had a bad feeling.

"Who among us is sick in public? Do we need to fly to other places to see a doctor?"

The first thing Jiang Qingzhou suspected was Bo Muhan. Then he thought about it again, no, he was sick, so he asked her and What was her man doing here? If he got sick, Bo Yan would be the first to come over!

When she was looking at who among the group of people was sick in the end, she suddenly saw her own figure on the reflective glass opposite.

Wearing a large hospital gown, there is a reserved infusion needle on the back of her hand, and a wristband on her wrist, which records her age and ward information when she was hospitalized.

"Am I...sick?" she asked, pointing to herself.

Whoever she looked at quickly lowered her head. Finally, she turned her eyes to Bo Muhan, with a trace of nervousness in her voice.

“Am I sick?”

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