"This is?" Si Xia took the bag in surprise, opened it and was stunned, "This is...a nurse's uniform?"

Mi Sa nodded, "I don't know what Mrs. Zhan is thinking. The defense is tight. We can't go in arrogantly, we can only go sideways. Brother Jiu's attending doctor has been pursuing me. He will be here at eleven o'clock later."

There will be routine ward rounds on the left and right, so you should put on your clothes and wear a mask and sneak in along with them."

This was the first time Si Xia had done such a thing, "Is this really feasible?"

What if Mrs. Zhan discovers it and faints from anger?

Mi Sa seemed to see through her worries and said, "Don't worry, it's getting late. The old man and the old lady have already gone back to rest."

Si Xia nodded and took the nurse uniform and put it on.

Si Xia followed a male doctor and walked toward Zhan Jiuyan's room.

Mi Sa was hiding at the corner of the corridor, watching from a distance.

When they walked to the door of the ward, Si Xia saw two tall and burly bodyguards guarding the door.

Doctor Zhao Anming looked familiar to them, but Si Xia took a second look.

However, seeing that she was wearing a nurse's uniform and a mask, I didn't ask any questions and let her go.

Pushing the door open, the doctor immediately closed it.

"Miss Si, you usually leave after about fifteen minutes during ward rounds, otherwise people outside will easily become suspicious, so hurry up." Zhao Anming reminded.

"Thank you." Si Xia nodded, turned around and walked inside.

Going around the living room, she saw Zhan Jiuyan lying quietly on the hospital bed in the back room, wearing a hospital gown.

He is quiet and gentle.

The hair is scattered on the forehead.

When he was asleep, he was not as sharp and cold as usual, and looked like a big boy.

Si Xia walked to the bedside, took off his mask, and looked at him quietly.

What Lu Ran said to her in the car echoed in her ears: "The whole world knows that Master Jiu loves you terribly, but you are the only one who doesn't know."

Her slender fingertips couldn't help but stroke the man's face, "Doctor Zhao, I heard from Sister Mi Sa that he has been in a coma for several days. When will he wake up?"

"Maybe, in fact, he woke up once yesterday. But because the high fever has not gone away, his consciousness is not clear yet. Maybe he will be able to wake up tomorrow or the day after tomorrow when the fever completely goes away."

"That's it." Si Xia paused, "What about the condition of his left hand?"

"After a hundred days of breaking my muscles and bones, I should be able to use chopsticks to write with no big problem after recovery, but it is almost impossible to return to the previous state of not moving at all when holding a gun."

Is it impossible to go back to before?

Si Xia murmured and repeated it, his eyes turning red inexplicably.

In order not to let Zhao Anming see it, she lowered her head and kissed the man on the forehead.

Tender tears fell on his eyelids.

The man's eyes moved, but they did not open.

Si Xia pursed her lips, feeling very complicated.

She looked at Zhan Jiuyan quietly for a while, then suddenly thought of something, turned around and said, "Doctor Zhao, he is not awake yet, can I give him a leg massage?"

After Zhao Anming heard the word massage, his eyes flickered, "What massage?"

Si Xia heard from Mi Sa that Zhao Anming was not only the director of the military region, but also the family doctor of the Zhan family, so he did not hide it. "After falling off the cliff that day, we unexpectedly discovered that Master Jiu could barely move his legs. I don't know

Is it because I gave him a massage and soaked his feet with a medicinal bag?"

"What did you say?" Zhao Anming was obviously in disbelief when he heard this, "You said Master Jiu can stand up?"

"I'm not sure. I fell into the water that night and was not very clear. But I remember that I supported him and he barely took two or three steps..."

Zhao Anming quickly walked to Zhan Jiuyan's bed, reached out and pressed Zhan Jiuyan's legs.

Then he knocked on his knee, but there was no knee-jerk reaction.

He said suspiciously, "Master Jiu has been looking for famous doctors all these years, but no one said that he still has a chance to stand up. Were you frightened that day and had hallucinations?"

When he said this, Si Xia hesitated a little.

She was very cold that night.

After supporting Zhan Jiuyan for two steps, he fainted.

She was not sure whether Zhan Jiuyan was holding on to the tree trunk or whether he was moving with his own legs.

"I……"

Seeing Si Xia's expression of self-doubt, Zhao Anming said, "Miss Si, I know you really want Master Jiu to stand up. This is normal. You can continue massaging him!"

"Yes." Si Xia nodded, and then began to massage Zhan Jiuyan's acupoints.

Zhao Anming watched from the side.

Si Xia's techniques are very skillful, and his acupuncture techniques are also very clean and neat.

I don't know why, but his eyes gradually became complicated.

Si Xia stayed in the ward for nearly twenty minutes, and did not stop until a thin layer of sweat broke out on Zhan Jiuyan's body.

Throughout the whole process, she was observing Zhan Jiuyan's expression.

Hope he can open his eyes.

Unfortunately, I couldn't wait.

"It's almost time, let's go out first. If you want to see him, just come over tomorrow night."

Si Xia gently wiped the sweat from his forehead and put on a mask, "Thank you, Doctor Zhao. I'll come back tomorrow."

"Um."

After Zhao Anming left, he handed Si Xia into Mi Sa's hands, "Today went very smoothly, and the bodyguards at the door didn't notice."

Mi Sa smiled and put her arm around Zhao Anming's shoulder, "I'm so loyal. I'll treat you to a drink some other time."

A trace of blush flashed across Zhao Anming's face and he remained silent.

"Then let's go first, bye!" Mi Sa waved to him and left with Si Xia.

Zhao Anming stood at the door of the office, watching the two of them leave, and the smile on his face gradually faded.

He quickly turned around and returned to the office, where he took out the physical examination that Zhan Jiuyan had done after he was hospitalized this time.

Inside, there was an X-ray of his leg.

After seeing it, his expression changed slightly, and then he immediately took out his mobile phone and dialed a number.

After the phone rang several times, it was connected.

A cold and lazy voice came over, "An Ming, do you know it's almost twelve o'clock now, why are you calling me at this time?"

Zhao Anming's voice was nervous, "Can you still sleep? I just discovered a problem. Zhan Jiuyan's leg may be healed soon."

Bang!

On the other end of the phone, there seemed to be the sound of something heavy falling to the ground.

The voice that was still dazed just now suddenly became sober, "What did you say? How is this possible? We weren't -"

"I don't think it's possible. So many doctors said there was nothing they could do. But his newlywed wife came over just now. She said she saw him stand up two days ago. I wonder if her massage and acupuncture techniques are responsible.

It worked.”

"New wife? Are you talking about the woman named Si Xia?"


Chapter completed!