Zhao Xiaohan has always hated the smell of disinfectant. In his impression, as long as he smells the smell of disinfectant, he has never had a good thing. In his memory, every time he smells the smell of disinfectant, it happens in the hospital, which indicates that as long as he smells the smell of disinfectant, something must have happened.

When I opened the door of the ward, I saw Sun Xiangtian sitting next to the head of the bed. Secondly, I saw Sun Ruoxi lying on the hospital bed with her eyes closed. She looked so quiet, but there was a pale pale face on her face. In the room, except for the Sun brothers, Sun Ruoxi was the only one. As for Mr. Sun, he probably was older and asked him to go back and rest early. After all, even if he stayed here, it would be useless.

When he saw Zhao Xiaohan coming to the ward, Sun Xiangtian raised his head, his eyes covered with blood. It was obvious that he had not rested for a night. When he saw this scene, Zhao Xiaohan still sighed softly. No matter how Sun Xiangtian doesn't like him normally, at least he still fulfilled his responsibilities as an elder brother to Sun Ruoxi.

"Can you tell me what the specific situation is?" As he said that, Zhao Xiaohan took out a cigarette from his pocket. When he was about to light it, he remembered that it was in the hospital and put the lighter back, but put the cigarette in his mouth. After hearing Zhao Xiaohan's words, Sun Huaitian, who had put down his luggage, raised his head and said softly: "The night before yesterday, she was fine when she came back from the company, but the next morning, she didn't see her figure. She thought she was too tired, but she didn't go downstairs until the night, so we pushed open her door and found that she was in a coma."

"Later, when I was sent to the hospital, the doctor could not find out the condition. I couldn't explain why Ruoxi fell into a coma. Until this morning, the doctor still couldn't find out the reason for her coma." When he said this, Sun Huaitian couldn't help but sigh. It could be seen that he had been tired in the past two days.

The biggest reason is that there is no reason. Even the hospital cannot find out why Sun Ruoxi is unconscious. The real problem is.

Is it a human reason or Sun Ruoxi's body itself?

"I'll see if there are any hidden scars on her body." When she walked to the head of the bed, Zhao Xiaohan reached out and picked up Sun Ruoxi by the waist, looked at her forehead, then looked at her neck, ears, and the back of her head, but there was no trace of it. After she put down Sun Ruoxi's body, she said softly: "Can it be that there is something wrong with her food?"

"No." Sun Huaitian shook his head and said, "The doctor has checked it. There is no problem with her food and no scars on her body."

"That's strange." Hearing Sun Huaitian's statement, Zhao Xiaohan frowned. There was no scar on his body, and there was no problem with food. It was almost impossible to eliminate artificial factors. Then, there was only the second possibility, that is, her own physical factors, but it was unlikely. If there was really something wrong with her body, how could the hospital not find any problems?

It is impossible for both. Is there a third possibility? Zhao Xiaohan thought about it, and for the time being, he has not yet figured out what the third possibility would be.

After rubbing his forehead, Zhao Xiaohan raised his head and looked at the two brothers of the Sun family and said, "Otherwise, you two will go back and have a rest first. Just leave it here to me."

After hearing Zhao Xiaohan's words, the two looked at each other, then nodded, and walked out separately. In an instant, only Zhao Xiaohan and Sun Ruoxi were left in the room. Looking at Sun Ruoxi's eyes closed, Zhao Xiaohan sighed softly, and suddenly felt a sense of powerlessness arose. No matter how powerful he was, he still had no way to do something in the face of some things.

As time passed by, Sun Ruoxi had no sign of awakening. Sitting in the ward, Zhao Xiaohan could only stand at the window, staring at the scenery outside the window in a daze. He didn't even know what was the reason for Sun Ruoxi's sudden coma, let alone how to start.

An hour later, several nurses pushed open the door of the ward and walked in from outside. When they saw Zhao Xiaohan, several people showed a puzzled expression: "Who are you from the patient?"

In the special nursing room, there are special nurses responsible. Suddenly, they see a stranger who always asks about his identity.

"I am her husband." Zhao Xiaohan said softly: "I'm here to take care of her. May I ask, who is the attending doctor of my wife? I want to talk to him? "

"Yes." One of the nurses nodded: "I'll go and invite Dr. Wang over."

As he spoke, the nurse had already walked out. Then, the nurses packed up the room and fed Sun Ruoxi some liquid food. Looking at Sun Ruoxi's pale cheeks, Zhao Xiaohan felt an inexplicable irritation suddenly popping up. After a long time, he had never experienced this helpless feeling of powerlessness.

A few minutes later, a male doctor in a white coat walked in with the nurse. It should be Sun Ruoxi's attending doctor. After seeing the attending doctor coming in, Zhao Xiaohan stood up and whispered: "Hello, Dr. Wang, I am Sun Ruoxi's husband, Zhao Xiaohan."

"Hello, Mr. Zhao." Doctor Wang nodded, and then the two of them took their seats separately. Zhao Xiaohan directly opened the point and said, "Doctor Wang, I want to ask, what is the situation of my wife? Why did she suddenly fall into a coma?"

After hearing Zhao Xiaohan's words, Dr. Wang gently pushed his glasses and said with a serious look: "Sorry, Mr. Zhao, we can't find out why your wife was unconscious so far. We have used the most advanced instruments in our hospital to check your wife. However, we found that your wife is very healthy, without any problems, and no trace of man-made traces. So, at present, we do not understand what is going on and what causes your wife's coma."

"Then are there any special symptoms after she is unconscious?" Zhao Xiaohan continued to ask questions, knowing as much detail as possible. Unfortunately, after speaking to Zhao Xiaohan, Dr. Wang shook his head gently again: "Sorry, your wife is not at all different from normal people at present. However, her body is a little weak. At present, she can only rely on liquid food to maintain the most basic nutrition needed by the body."

"Okay, I understand, thank you, Dr. Wang." Zhao Xiaohan did not get angry with the doctor. He knew that it was useless to get angry. They had done their best. After hearing Zhao Xiaohan's words, Dr. Wang shook his head modestly and smiled bitterly: "No need to thank me. After all, I did nothing. I am very grateful to Mr. Zhao for his understanding of our hospital. He did not make things difficult for us. We are the ones who should really thank us."

After Dr. Wang finished speaking, Zhao Xiaohan smiled and sent him out. After Dr. Wang left, Zhao Xiaohan sat on the chair helplessly, but couldn't help but sigh in his heart. He thought that the doctor could understand some of the situation more or less, but unexpectedly, he had gained nothing.

In the blink of an eye, it was already noon. One morning, Zhao Xiaohan had never left the ward. Even when he was addicted to smoking, he just walked to the window and looked at the scenery outside to think about something else to divert his mind.

"Crack." Just as Zhao Xiaohan was standing at the window in a daze, suddenly the door of the ward rang. Then, he saw Mr. Sun pushing the door open and entering. Then, he saw several people following him, two of whom were two brothers from the Sun family, and an elderly man about fifty or sixty years old.

When he saw Zhao Xiaohan standing at the window, Mr. Sun just smiled lightly and didn't say much. However, it seemed that Mr. Sun's complexion didn't look very good. Obviously, he had not had a good rest these days. Then, when several people entered the room, the old man in his fifties and sixties slowly lifted a box from his hand, and then opened it, which was placed in a roll of white gauze and a rectangular black box.

Looking at the old man's mysterious and mysterious, Zhao Xiaohan walked up to him. Then, he saw the old man picking up the white gauze from the alley and putting it on Sun Ruoxi's hospital bed, then picking up her right hand and putting it on the gauze. Then, he saw him slowly put his right hand on Sun Ruoxi's wrist, aiming it at her pulse, and slowly closing his eyes.

Traditional Chinese medicine, when he saw the posture of taking the pulse, Zhao Xiaohan suddenly understood that Mr. Sun must have seen the people in the hospital helpless, so he invited a traditional Chinese medicine doctor to come over. Looking at the old man's pulse technique and calm appearance, he should still have some medical skills, but he didn't know what his medical skills were.

One second, two seconds, three seconds, when five minutes passed, the old man finally opened his eyes, then put his white gauze slowly in the box, then stood up and looked at everyone and said, "Ms. Sun's pulse is very stable, without any mess, but his body is a little weak, and there is no abnormality except that."
Chapter completed!