Chapter 1216 Fu Chengyu, what exactly do you want?
In the last few hours of the night, Fu Chengyu dimmed the lights in the ward and just sat there, watching the person on the bed motionless.
From night to dawn, from silence to the coming and going of people.
Gu Qing'er was always silent on the hospital bed, without a trace of movement, except for his brows, which were still uncontrollably knitted even in his sleep.
Fu Chengyu's hand touched her eyebrows again and again, but he never dared to smooth out the wrinkles in the middle.
It should hurt enough, right?
He was just afraid that if he applied a little force, it would cause her more pain——
He had no strength at all in his hands, and even the tips of his fingers were slightly numb. He went back and forth, but it was all in vain.
At around eight o'clock in the morning, the doctor came to check the ward. While he was examining Gu Qing'er, the person on the bed finally made some movement.
Under the doctor's hands, she finally regained consciousness. As soon as she slowly opened her eyes, she moaned uncontrollably.
"How do you feel?" the doctor asked her in a low voice, "Are you still feeling uncomfortable?"
"Dizziness..." She half-closed her eyes and struggled to say two words.
"It's probably still a reaction to the medication." The doctor said, "I've given you the analgesic pump. Does the wound on your hand hurt?"
"Hmm..." She responded again.
"If you feel severe pain, I will prescribe painkillers for you." The doctor said, "Do you think you can endure it, or should you take medicine?"
Gu Qing'er was in a daze and was still digesting what the doctor said when she suddenly heard a voice saying: "Prescribe her medicine."
Something suddenly flashed in her mind, and she suddenly woke up. She slowly opened her eyes and looked in the direction of the sound.
Fu Chengyu stood at the end of the bed, looking at her quietly.
She only felt that she might still be in a dream, so she closed her eyes again, and when she opened them again, Fu Chengyu was still standing there.
That shouldn't be a dream anymore.
Gu Qing'er's eyes instantly became colder.
The doctor answered in the affirmative and quickly said: "I'll prescribe the medicine and ask the nurse to bring it to you. Besides, your body is really weak, so you must take good nutrition."
After saying that, he looked at Fu Chengyu again, "You must pay more attention to nutritional supplements when it comes to food, but don't supplement too much right away, as her body won't be able to bear it.
Fu Chengyu just looked at the doctor and nodded slowly in response.
After watching the doctor leave the ward, he finally turned around and looked at the person lying on the bed again.
Gu Qing'er stared at him coldly and didn't speak for a while.
"Want to raise the bed higher?" Fu Chengyu asked her.
Gu Qing'er didn't answer.
Fu Chengyu paused and then asked: "Do you want to go to the bathroom?"
Gu Qing'er still didn't answer.
"I asked my family to prepare medicinal porridge and bring it over. It should arrive soon. Is there anything else you want to eat?" he asked again.
Gu Qing'er suddenly laughed slowly and said, "Did something happen to Mr. Fu? Don't you feel that you are not normal?"
Fu Chengyu looked at her, but couldn't answer a word.
At this moment, there was a sudden knock on the ward door, and then, the Fu family's aunt cautiously opened the door and walked in.
The atmosphere and configuration in the hospital bed were a bit strange. The aunt looked at Fu Chengyu and then at Gu Qing'er on the bed. Although she was not sure what the situation was, she still asked: "Qing'er, why are you hospitalized? It's already done.
Did you have surgery? Does it hurt?"
Gu Qing'er didn't answer for a while.
But Fu Chengyu took the thermos pot and dishes from his aunt's hands and laid out the food she brought one by one.
"Chengyu, let me do it." The aunt saw the situation and asked to help.
But Fu Chengyu just said: "I'll come."
Seeing him pouring out the medicinal porridge from the thermos pot and carefully testing the temperature, the aunt looked at him and then at Gu Qing'er, and for a moment she didn't dare to say much.
The aroma of the food filled the hospital bed, giving the cold hospital bed a touch of warmth after all.
It's just that the atmosphere in the ward is mostly awkward after all.
Fu Chengyu raised the hospital bed for her, and then brought the porridge bowl to the bedside, "Drink some porridge first for a cushion, and then eat anything else."
After Gu Qing'er heard this, after a moment of silence, he suddenly chuckled, raised his eyes and looked at Fu Chengyu and said, "Do I dare to drink? Don't forget that Mr. Fu is also one of the suspects in my injury. If you don't avoid suspicion,
I still cherish my life."
If she had said this before, Fu Chengyu would probably have turned around and left.
But now, he still stood there quietly, brought the spoon to her lips, and whispered: "It's pigeon porridge, which can speed up the healing of wounds."
She pursed her lips slightly, her brows becoming colder and colder.
"Fu Chengyu, what do you want?"
While talking, Luan Bin suddenly appeared at the door of the ward. After taking a look at the situation in the ward, he just stood at the door and did not come in. At the same time, he called Fu Chengyu in a low voice, "Mr. Fu?"
Fu Chengyu didn't look back, he still just looked at Gu Qing'er and said, "Let's drink porridge first."
"I said I won't drink." Gu Qing'er said, "Please leave my ward, or I will call the police -"