Before she could figure out how to face Wenxia, she immediately closed her eyes and pretended not to wake up.
"Doctor, how is my friend?" Shen Wenxia placed the gift bag by the door and walked over to join the conversation with the doctor.
"Mrs. Lan was too tired and had fetal motility. She needs to stay in the hospital for observation for a week."
Does this mean she has to stay in bed for a week? What kind of magic has she done this year that she is often hospitalized?
Lin Liming sighed secretly. Doctor, she's not that weak, right? She just feels that her hands and feet are a little softer, and her whole body is a little weak. Her stomach feels fine. It shouldn't be so serious that it would constitute hospitalization, right? [
She really wanted to wake up and protest, but the doctor said, "Well... the patient is currently in stable condition. I have other patients to take care of, so I'll leave first..." He rubbed oil on the soles of his feet and slipped away as quickly as possible.
She had no choice but to continue falling asleep.
Lan Yanshu was a little surprised by Shen Wenxia's arrival, "Wen Xia..."
Didn't she get sick from the beautiful Nanxing? Counting from the time he sent her to the customs, she should have been on the plane at this time and jumped out of the plane midway?
"I saw you running over in a panic when you answered the phone. How can I rest assured?" Shen Wenxia glanced at him, walked to the bed, touched Lin Liming's forehead, and then turned to face him again. "Why are you suddenly sent to the hospital?"