Chapter 1001 It's been a long time since you smiled like this
He suggested: "Why don't the president give out the unimportant part first, and then look at the subsequent treatment situation? You can give the record to me, and I will help adjust it so that Miss Gu can't see the loopholes."
He is also a doctor, so it will definitely be much safer for him to sort it out than for the president to do it himself.
The president's eyebrows suddenly became cold and hard, and his sharp eyes were fixed on him for a long time.
Those eyes were full of scrutiny and exploration, with a deep chill.
Professor Leon was startled, his scalp was numb, his forehead dropped, and he even broke out in a thin layer of sweat.
The atmosphere in the entire study became depressing and condensing.
I don't know how long it took, but the president's eyes closed slightly and he finally slowly calmed down his terrifying momentum.
His brows did not loosen, and he said coldly: "You, just wait here, I will get it to you."
He made a decision and strode out.
After he closed the door, Leon hurriedly held the back of the chair to steady his body.
He has realized that those records must be something very important for the president to pay so much attention to them.
And if he saw it, it would be a good thing that there was no news outside. If something was accidentally leaked, he would be the first suspect. Then the president would definitely...
Leon now understood why the president looked at him so carefully just now, perhaps inferring whether he could be trusted.
And he almost regretted taking this hot potato.
But it was too late to say anything now. Soon, footsteps were heard outside and the president was back.
The moment he opened the door, Leon stood up straight.
However, after he took the pile of information and glanced at it a few times, he saw the words on it.
The sweat on his forehead fell again, even bigger than before, rolling down, and there was uncontrollable shock and fear in his eyes.
Professor Leon looked at the president in shock.
The president was very indifferent, his eyes fell deeply on his face, and his voice was deep: "Do what you said, can you do it?"
Leon took a deep breath.
Many complex emotions welled up in my heart, and I didn't dare to say them out, so I could only suppress them.
He squeezed it tightly with his fingers, and it took him a few seconds before he nodded, barely making a sound: "Okay."
In the following time, the president watched from the sidelines as Leon studied the diagnosis and treatment orders one by one.
The more I look at it, the more frightened I am.
The president's wife has changed so much before and after, and the most surprising and disturbing thing is that she doesn't know why the president did what he did.
There seems to be a huge secret hidden in this.
After a long while, Leon finally managed to deal with it.
He stopped, handed over the compiled medical treatment list, and whispered: "Okay, Mr. President."
The president took it.
There are indeed some differences from the one he gave out before. Several major surgeries have been removed, leaving some unsurprising small changes.
He squinted and asked, "Can you promise not to be seen?"
In fact, Leon couldn't guarantee it. However, he could only nod his head: "The removal of these records should not have any impact on Madam's subsequent treatment. I will test Miss Gu's tone later and find out more."
Tell me why she needs such detailed records."
The president pursed his lips deeply and looked out the window from the thick pile.
It was foggy, and the recent weather was good and bad, like a warning from the sky, making it impossible for him to relax.
At least, so far, he can't completely trust Gu Beisheng.
Because he couldn't bear the unexpected consequences.
Even if I feel guilty, I have to do it.
The president sighed silently and raised his hand: "I will do as you say."
Leon nodded, adjusted his glasses that slid down to the bridge of his nose, and then said goodbye respectfully.
It wasn't until he got outside that he let out a heavy breath.
The president didn't waste any more time in the study. Shortly after Leon left, he took the processed diagnosis and treatment orders and went to the room where his wife was.
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Gu Beisheng watched his wife wake up.
When she opened her eyes and saw the silver needle so close at hand, she was startled again and trembled all over.
It seems that she is very resistant to this. Even if she is awake now, she cannot control this subconscious reaction.
But the people on Walker's side could only plan to send her poisonous fall grass, but they couldn't possibly use it to torture her.
Gu Beisheng pondered and put away the silver needle first.
Then he smiled at her and said, "Do you feel more comfortable?"
Shen Yimei looked at her blankly.
After reacting for a while, I remembered who this was.
She smiled gratefully and nodded heavily: "Yes!"
It's been a long time since I've had such clear ears and eyes, and my head seems to have become a lot lighter.
Perhaps because she has been ill for a long time, Shen Yimei's mental age is much younger than her real age. Sometimes she smiles like a child.
Gu Beisheng gently brushed away the broken hair covering her eyes and asked softly: "You don't seem to like seeing needles. Can you tell me why?"
When Shen Yimei heard this, she still had a worried expression, but her eyes seemed to be more wary, she shrank back and did not speak.
This look made Gu Beisheng understand. Perhaps the president had told her something and she was not allowed to speak about this part.
Gu Beisheng then said: "The president went to get your diagnosis and treatment order for me. I need to know your detailed situation before I can formulate a follow-up treatment plan. He has already agreed, but there are some things I still want to ask you personally. You can follow Shall I talk?"
Hearing the president's words of approval, Shen Yimei's cautious expression relaxed a little.
But there is still no complete news.
She blinked her eyes, pursed her lips, and then whispered: "It hurts, the needle hurts."
Gu Beisheng quickly asked: "Does anyone give you injections often?"
Shen Yimei swallowed her throat and nodded confusedly: "Yeah, yeah."
The arc between Gu Beisheng's eyebrows suddenly tightened.
Just as he was about to ask something more, he deliberately opened the door a little, and heard the greetings from the servants and the president.
She bit her lower lip and could only whisper softly for the time being: "Since you don't like needles, I won't use them now, and don't mention them to others to avoid affecting your mood."
Shen Yimei nodded as if she understood.
The next second, the door was pushed open from the outside.
The president strode over, his rich voice full of surprise: "Are you awake?"
Gu Beisheng stood up and made way for him.
The president sat on the edge of the bed. Shen Yimei looked at him and nodded, murmuring softly: "Chat, chat."
Her speech was still a bit slurred and not fluent.
The president understood it all at once, his eyes darkened a little, and he became a little wary.
Still in a nonchalant tone, he smiled and said, "Oh? Then what interesting things did you and Miss Gu talk about?"
Gu Beisheng's heart skipped a beat, his breathing became tighter, and he clenched his hands unconsciously.
She wasn't sure whether the president's wife would accidentally reveal something...