The attending doctor walked out of Emergency Room 3 for the seventh time and explained the progress of the operation to Ji Wushuang.
And now a full thirty-six hours have passed, and the time has come to 7 o'clock in the morning on the day of the Zilang Mountain Alms Ceremony.
The attending doctor took off his medical mask and said with a relieved smile: "Ms. Ji, Mr. Chen's physical fitness is extremely amazing. After our 36 hours of continuous surgery, Mr. Chen's internal and external injuries have been largely repaired, and his overall recovery has improved."
About 30%, exceeding our most optimistic estimate."
"Then what are you talking about about bad breath?" Ji Wushuang doesn't understand medicine, but she knows that the four words "poor breath" are very important.
The attending doctor looked a little ashamed: "Well, I'm sorry, we can't detect it at all. What is the cause of Mr. Chen's shortness of breath? After discussion, all the medical experts in our hospital agreed that the cause of Mr. Chen's shortness of breath is beyond modern times.
Medical field.”
Ji Wushuang frowned slightly when she heard this.
Is it true that Mr. Chen's shortness of breath cannot be cured?
In this case, even if Chen Xuan's body recovers to 100%, due to the serious problem of poor breathing, it will eventually lead to organ failure and his life span will be greatly shortened.
According to the inferences of medical experts in this hospital, Chen Xuan will probably not live to be thirty years old.
However, Ji Wushuang thought that Chen Xuan himself was a peerless miraculous doctor. Maybe when Chen Xuan woke up, he could find a way to cure his poor breath.
"Doctor, can I go in and see Mr. Chen now?" Ji Wushuang asked with concern.
The attending doctor smiled and said: "Of course, Mr. Chen is slowly regaining consciousness. If there are relatives and friends around to accompany and encourage him, his consciousness will wake up faster."
Ji Wushuang nodded, walked into the emergency room on high heels, and came to Chen Xuan's bedside.
After the surgery, the doctors and nurses packed up their things and exited the emergency room, giving Chen Xuan and Ji Wushuang a chance to be alone.
They all regarded Ji Wushuang as Chen Xuan's close friend.
"Mr. Chen." Ji Wushuang sat beside the hospital bed and called softly.
Chen Xuan felt the strength of his body gradually reappearing, but his mind was still a little unclear.
He was hit by an RPG rocket launcher in Korea, causing a mild concussion. Later, he was bombed by an F-35 fighter jet missile, which aggravated the concussion symptoms.
So in fact, during the month he stayed at Teng's house, he lived with dizziness and dizziness every day.
Only Chen Xuan himself knew how uncomfortable and hard that feeling was. He couldn't even imagine how he persisted this month.
Seeing that Chen Xuan didn't seem to have regained consciousness, but his eyelids kept trembling, hovering on the edge of coma and wakefulness, Ji Wushuang couldn't help but sigh silently.
How could a country's hero suffer such inhuman suffering?
It is said that when heaven assigns a great responsibility to a person, he must first strain his mind, strain his muscles and bones, starve his body and skin, and deplete his body. However, Mr. Chen has suffered too many hardships in the past month or so!
If it were anyone else, where would there be any chance of being treated while lying in a hospital bed at this moment?
I can no longer hold on anymore.
Ji Wushuang was very shocked and incredible about Chen Xuan's extraordinary ability to shake a country.
But what she admires even more is Chen Xuan's perseverance and perseverance.
To be able to survive under the siege of Goryeo with the whole country and without receiving medical treatment in Zilang City for a month is simply an incredible miracle!
Thinking of Chen Xuan's heroic deeds in Goryeo, Ji Wushuang's heart was secretly touched, her pretty face glowed with a blush, and she couldn't help but stretch out her jade fingers to gently touch Chen Xuan's face.
The texture on her fingers gave the experienced Ji Wushuang a hint of girlish shyness.
Since ancient times, beauties have loved heroes. Faced with such a young Chinese hero, what woman would not be tempted?
"It's a pity, it's a pity..." Ji Wushuang sighed quietly, "It's a pity that Mr. Chen is not single anymore, otherwise... I really can do it."
She knew that Chen Xuan was surrounded by more than just Shen Binglan, a stunning beauty.
As the most beautiful woman in the south of the Yangtze River, Ji Wushuang was born in a thousand-year-old family. She was extremely arrogant and could not tolerate serving a man with other beauties, even if the man was a great hero.
"What did you say?"
A weak voice reached Ji Wushuang's ears, startling her.
"Mr. Chen, are you awake?"
Seeing Chen Xuan slowly opening his eyes, his eyes were clear and deep, Ji Wushuang's pretty face could not help but blush slightly.
Although he is obviously not that handsome, how come he is ten thousand times more charming than those handsome guys from big stars?
This thought crossed Ji Wushuang's mind, she suppressed her shyness, and said with a smile: "Mr. Chen, I know that heroes like you will not fall so easily."
"How did you know I was in Zilang City?" Chen Xuan was confused after waking up.
He never imagined that the first person to find him would be the most beautiful woman in Jiangnan, Ji Wushuang, the second daughter of the Ji family.
"Mr. Chen, don't underestimate the divination skills that our Ji family has inherited for thousands of years." Ji Wushuang had a look of pride on his face, "I spent a whole month doing divination for you before I locked your position."
"Oh, is your Ji family's physiognomy so magical?" Chen Xuan expressed surprise at this.
Although he didn't know anything about divination or physiognomy, he felt that to use these strange methods, objects related to the target should be used.
And he and Ji Wushuang were not close friends, but had a brief encounter in Jiangnan. Ji Wushuang was able to accurately locate him in Zilang City out of thin air through physiognomy. It was really amazing!
"We in the Ji family know everything about fortune-telling. Of course, the fortune-teller must have extremely high talent in physiognomy. If a big shot like you, Mr. Chen, is used as the target of divination, there will be almost no one in our Ji family except me.
I can successfully divine Mr. Chen’s divination.”
Ji Wushuang's words were obviously bragging that he was a genius in physiognomy, but he said it without blushing or heartbeat.
"Miss Ji Er, I didn't know before that you, as an ordinary person, could possess such miraculous skills." Chen Xuan also praised him sincerely.
Ji Wushuang smiled brightly: "Mr. Chen, you were seriously injured on the street. I rescued you to the hospital and performed a 36-hour operation. According to the doctor, your body has recovered by 30%. That's it."
Come on, you owe Wushuang your life, I shouldn’t say that too much, right?”
"What you said is true, not exaggerated at all." Chen Xuan smiled slightly.
He had always felt that Ji Wushuang, a great beauty, had been approaching him repeatedly for some utilitarian purpose.
But now they have indeed rescued him.
Chen Xuan attaches great importance to favors and kindness, and he will repay Ji Wushuang's life-saving grace no matter what.
Originally, Ji Wushuang thought that Chen Xuan was moody and unpredictable, but when Chen Xuan said this, the light in her eyes suddenly lit up.
