After Qiao Simu asked Fu Zhuochen to adjust his posture, he started injecting him without saying a word. His eyes were indifferent and there was no emotion. Most of her face was covered by a mask, and her expression could not be seen clearly.
Sensing his burning gaze, she tried her best to avoid eye contact with him.
only……
The feeling when Jozes performed acupuncture on him, and the faint smell of herbs, made him feel familiar, and he felt relaxed all over, but he couldn't remember what was familiar about it for a while.
Fu Zhuochen asked tentatively: "Professor Jozes often uses acupuncture to treat people's illnesses?"
Qiao Simu's voice was indifferent: "This has nothing to do with Mr. Fu's condition. I refuse to answer."
"I feel that Professor Jozes's method of acupuncture is familiar."
"We both hold the needles with our hands and prick the needles with our hands. How big of a difference can it make?"
Fu Zhuochen: "..."
The difference is huge.
Looking at Qiao Simu's profile, Fu Zhuochen felt more and more familiar.
"Professor Jozes is from Yan City?"
"If Mr. Fu likes to ask questions that have nothing to do with his condition so much, I can only stab you dumb with a needle." Qiao Simu threatened in a cold voice.
In fact, he looked cold on the face, but he was panicking on the inside.
When did Fu Zhuochen become so talkative?
Do you see anything from these questions one after another?
"Professor Jozes has been asking other doctors to explain my condition. I want to hear it from your own mouth." Fu Zhuochen looked at Qiao Simu and asked again.
He just felt that Qiao Simu was very familiar.
You can't tell much from the appearance, but the way a person speaks is difficult to change in a short period of time, especially when the person's emotions are forced to a certain level.
"The dean and other doctors have conveyed it very clearly. There are no questions. If Mr. Fu can't understand this, then I suggest Mr. Fu go back to elementary school and take a Chinese class." Qiao Simu refused to answer.
Fu Zhuochen: "...the way you speak and your attitude remind me of a certain person."
It was blurry in his mind and he could never see it clearly.
Qiao Simu: "This way of striking up a conversation is very old-fashioned. Mr. Fu, please try a different one."
"There is a lady named Bai in the Shengxi Laboratory. I wonder if Professor Jozes knows anything about her?" Fu Zhuochen asked tentatively.
"I don't know, I don't understand." Qiao Simu pursed her lips and said.
"They say the faster you deny it, the more certain the answer is." Fu Zhuochen said meaningfully.
Qiao Simu gave Fu Zhuochen a cold look.
The expression on Fu Zhuochen's face was even more proud, as if "I know everything".
Qiao Simu expressionlessly picked up another needle and inserted it into one of Fu Zhuochen's acupuncture points.
Fu Zhuochen opened his mouth again, but found that he couldn't say a word, and his pupils couldn't help but dilate.
Qiao Simu glanced at him coldly: "When I treat patients, I still like a relatively quiet environment."
Fu Zhuochen: "..."
There are really very few people who dare to treat him like this.
The mysterious Ms. Bai is one of them.
Judging from Jozes' figure, way of speaking, and attitude towards him, Fu Zhuochen felt that the person in front of him was most likely the woman named Bai.
But……
Even so, what should I say about the familiarity that the acupuncture brought to him?
A picture flashed through his mind. The background of the picture seemed to be in Fu's house, right in his bedroom.
But when he thought about it carefully, he only felt a pain, as if the memory was an illusion.
The screen flickered so fast that he couldn't catch anything.
After finally giving Fu Zhuochen the injection, Qiao Simu said to him: "When you wake up tomorrow, you can talk. For now, Mr. Fu should keep quiet."
Fu Zhuochen: "..."
Facing Fu Zhuochen's death gaze, Qiao Simu chose to leave the ward quickly.
This look is really terrifying.
When I came out of the ward, I happened to meet Dean Liang.
"Is the heating in the ward turned on too much? Is it that hot?" Dean Liang couldn't help but ask, looking at the sweat on Qiao Simu's forehead and her clothes soaked with sweat.
Qiao Simu glanced at him angrily: "I shouldn't have listened to you, I should have waited until Fu Zhuochen fell asleep before acupuncture!"
"Did he recognize you? That shouldn't be the case. You were wearing a wig, contact lenses, a mask and a hat to cover up. How could he recognize you?"
When he heard Qiao Simu talking about wanting a wig and colored contacts, he thought she was exaggerating.
As for that?
Qiao Simu picked up the mineral water next to him and gulped it into his mouth: "How do I know how he knew this? Anyway, unless you need an operation, don't expect me to come forward again."
Is it easy to protect a little vest these days?
Seeing how tough Qiao Simu was, Dean Liang could only follow her wishes.
Late at night, after making sure that Fu Zhuochen had fallen asleep, Qiao Simu went to the ward to check the condition of his legs.
The toxins in his body have been temporarily contained, and it can be guaranteed that it will not affect the operation. However, he still needs an opportunity to completely remove the toxins in his body before he can rest assured.
In confusion, Fu Zhuochen suddenly opened his eyes and grabbed Qiao Simu's wrist: "Mu Mu!"
Qiao Simu's heart suddenly skipped a beat, and she quickly gave Fu Zhuochen an injection, telling him to fall asleep immediately.
But until Fu Zhuochen fell asleep again, the hand holding her wrist still didn't let go.
Qiao Simu's heart was beating so fast. Looking at Fu Zhuochen's expression, he was very complicated and confused.
It took a lot of effort to open Fu Zhuochen's hand.
Seeing him sleeping soundly again, but with a tired face, Qiao Simu felt very complicated.
When she saw Fu Zhuochen's physical examination report and the abnormal values on it, she knew that these problems were caused by his long-term overwork, coma, and lack of good rest after he woke up.
It's a wonder that a person who doesn't take care of his own body can recover well.
"Mumu..."
When Qiao Simu was in a daze, Fu Zhuochen murmured softly in his sleep again, which frightened Qiao Simu so much that his heart almost jumped out of his chest.
After taking a closer look, I found that he was just talking in his sleep, and he breathed a sigh of relief.
His eyes dimmed and he left the ward.
Before Fu Zhuochen's operation the next day, Qiao Simu did not go to the ward again. He only used other doctors to understand the relevant values of his body. He did not enter the operating room until the anesthesia was completed. He left after the operation and did not have any direct contact with Fu Zhuochen.
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Until Fu Zhuochen was discharged from the hospital, Qiao Simu never appeared in front of Fu Zhuochen again.
After Fu Zhuochen was discharged from the hospital, he wanted to find Qiao Simu, but found that Qiao Simu and Zhang Ma had left Yanshi.
After checking, he found out that the two of them were traveling.