The best miraculous doctor and son-in-law

Doctor Wang was also happy, and half-jokingly said, "I've told you so many times not to call me Old Wang. According to seniority, you should call me Uncle Master."

"Okay, okay, thank you, Uncle Wang." Tan Xue smiled sweetly.

"By the way," Doctor Wang looked at the corridor, "Have you contacted his family?"

Tan Xue was stunned when she heard this, and she smoothed her hair with a slightly flickering look in her eyes: "We haven't contacted him yet, let's ask him after he wakes up."

"Oh, okay. I'll ask a few nurses to take care of him first." Doctor Wang said as he took the phone from his assistant.

"No need," Tan Xue interrupted quickly, "I'll go take care of these. I have to rest for more than a month anyway."

Doctor Wang immediately felt something was wrong and looked the other person up and down.

"You plan to take care of him for another month?"

"This..." Tan Xue's eyes moved slightly.

Then he smiled and played dumb, pushing the other person's back with both hands: "Okay, Uncle Wang, you've worked hard too, go down and have a rest."

Ye Chen was out of danger and was naturally transferred to the general ward.

Tan Xue sat on the edge of the bed, supporting her chin with both hands, staring at his face with charming eyes, memories constantly flashing through her mind.

On the way to the hospital, Ye Chen was in a daze, half awake and half awake, calling Qin Feixue's name from time to time.

Tan Xue tilted her head and smiled, muttering to herself: "Qin Feixue, is she your girlfriend or your wife?"

"You're so injured, and you're still thinking about her."

Perhaps it was because he heard Qin Feixue's name, Ye Chen suddenly took a deep breath and his eyes widened.

"No!" He suddenly raised his right hand and grabbed the empty ceiling.

This really scared Tan Xue.

She quickly stepped forward and held Ye Chen's arm: "Don't move, you're still on an IV."

However, Ye Chen was not conscious at all at this moment, and he shouted frantically: "Xiaoxiao! Xiaoxiao... No, go quickly, don't let them..."

His words were already slurred by the end, after all, the effect of the anesthetic in his body had not yet worn off.

Seeing that his condition was so unstable, Tan Xue hesitated for a moment and then hugged him.

She whispered in a very gentle tone: "It's okay, it's okay, I'm here."

"Xiaoxiao?" Ye Chen frowned slightly, his eyes dark.

"No, you are not her. She has long hair." He tried hard to push Tan Xue away, but he was powerless.

Under such intense excitement, his eyes rolled back and he fell asleep again.

Tan Xue stood up, breathed a sigh of relief, and hurriedly checked the needle on the back of Ye Chen's hand.

The struggle had caused the needle to fall off, leaving a bruise under the skin.

"You are such a worry." Tan Xue had no choice but to call the nurse over, and they dealt with it together and re-instated the drip.

In order to prevent Ye Chen from moving around again, he was tied to the bed with restraints.

The nurse put away the things, her eyes full of curiosity.

They had all heard from several of Dr. Wang's assistants that Ye Chen's recovery ability was amazing.

"Xue'er, who is this person?"

Tan Xue pulled a chair over and sat down: "Actually, I don't know him either."

"Ah?" The nurse was stunned.

Then he leaned over with a sly smile on his face and whispered, "This guy is quite handsome, are you attracted to him?"

"What are you talking about?" Tan Xue suddenly became a little flustered.

"Why else would you take the initiative to take care of him? There must be something wrong." The nurse pointed at her.

"Go away, do your job and stop spreading these gossips." Tan Xue pushed her out of the ward forcefully.

Looking at Ye Chen who had settled down, she had a slightly resentful look in her eyes: "I really envy that woman named Qin Feixue. She actually has a man who loves her so much."

"Alas, how come I have never met a good man like you?" She pouted, picked up the towel beside her, and gently wiped the sweat from Ye Chen's head.

This went on until the evening, and Ye Chen still didn't wake up.

Tan Xue yawned, looked at the time, and prepared to go out to buy some dinner.

But as soon as he stood up, he suddenly shuddered all over.

The door of the ward was slowly pushed open, and a big old man about 1.8 meters tall walked in. Although his face was full of wrinkles, his temperament was full of majesty.

Behind him, Zhang Hong also came in.

"How dare you, Zhang Hong, tell my secrets."

"Hey! Don't say anything nonsense. I told the master openly and honestly. I didn't tell anyone."

"Shut up, don't you think the number of people missing is not enough?" The old man frowned.

"Close the door." The old man's voice was also very deep.

Outside the door, several young nurses who wanted to eavesdrop stuck out their tongues and had to disperse.

"Master, don't listen to their nonsense," Tan Xue explained quickly, "You taught us to save the dying and heal the wounded, and I just want to cure this person completely."

Chen Qingshui's mouth drooped: "Little girl, I raised you, what are you thinking about that you can't hide from me? Tell the truth!"

"When have you ever been so concerned about a man? Tell me the truth. Who is this man? And why is he so badly injured?"

Tan Xue looked helpless: "Master, I really don't know."

"I just happened to save him, and then I thought he was a kind and righteous man, so..."

"How do you know that he is loyal and righteous?" Chen Qingshui's eyes were particularly sharp.

"I..." Tan Xue was suddenly speechless.

"Alright," Chen Qingshui looked at Ye Chen on the bed, then took a deep breath, "This person's identity is unknown, so you should stay out of it."

"From today on, go home and reflect on your past. Don't forget why I asked you to take a month off."

"Leave this person to your senior brother."

"Me?" Zhang Hong was surprised.

"Hmm~?" Chen Qingshui slowly turned his head and stared at him.

"Okay." Zhang Hong quickly lowered his head and agreed.

"Why are you still standing here? Go back." Chen Qingshui scolded in a low voice.

"I won't!" Tan Xue suddenly looked up, her eyes determined.

"What did you say?" Chen Qingshui suddenly became more stern.

"Okay, Master, I'll be frank. I just fell in love with him at first sight." Tan Xue clenched her fists.

Seeing that the master's expression was still stern, she rolled her eyes and said, "Actually, everything happened between him and me. I am already his."

As soon as these words were spoken, there was a dead silence in the room.

Veins popped up on Chen Qingshui's forehead and he immediately raised his hand to hit.

"Master," Zhang Hong hurriedly stopped him, "After all, this is a ward. Why don't we let Junior Sister take care of him? When he wakes up, it won't be too late for us to find out clearly."

"It's no use saying anything now."

"Okay, okay, you all have grown up arrogant. When he wakes up, I'll show you how I'll deal with you." Chen Qingshui pointed at Tan Xue, turned around and slammed the door and left.

Zhang Hong had no choice but to give his junior sister a look, then quickly caught up with his master, nodding and bowing to persuade him.

Tan Xue fell down on the hospital bed and slowly turned her head to look at Ye Chen.

"I hope you and your Qin Feixue are not married."

Three days passed like this, and Ye Chen's recovery ability was truly amazing. Both the wounds and the incisions left by the surgery had completely scabbed over, but he had not yet woken up.

During these three days, Tan Xue found that her love for this man grew stronger.

It's a feeling without reason, like a flood, once the floodgates are opened, there is no way to stop it.

That night, she locked the ward door, turned off the lights, and gently sat on Ye Chen.

Under the moonlight, Ye Chen frowned slightly, and vaguely felt a cool touch.

He slowly opened his eyes and immediately gasped.

The next second he flew into a rage and pushed the strange woman away: "Who are you and what are you doing?"