Morning sickness during divorce, was bumped into by ex-husband kneeling and begging for remarriage

Half an hour later, the people from the hotel brought breakfast.

Su Nanxing looked down at the porridge in the bowl absently, and didn't take a sip for a long time.

Lu Beiyuan sighed silently.

After he confessed his love just now, Su Nanxing has been in this state.

No words, no words.

Not knowing what she was thinking, nor what answer she would give him, Lu Beiyuan was very disturbed.

He bought many kinds of breakfast, and when they were all on the dining table, he discovered a problem.

He didn't know what Su Nanxing liked to eat.

In the past, Su Nanxing took care of his taste.

He has never paid attention to what Su Nanxing likes.

In his impression, Su Nanxing doesn't seem to be picky about food.

That's right.

Su Nanxing is indeed not picky about food.

She grew up with her grandfather, who taught her not to waste food.

So no matter what food it is, as long as it is on the table, she will obediently eat it.

But in fact, she also has her own preferences.

Lu Beiyuan just didn't know.

Picking up a crab roe bun for her, Lu Beiyuan said, "The porridge is not hot anymore, it's ready to drink."

Only then did Su Nanxing come to his senses, and quietly finished a bowl of porridge.

After breakfast, it's almost time to go to work.

Lu Beiyuan sent her off, and the two got into the car. Su Nanxing glanced at the driver's seat and asked, "Where's Brother Ding?"

Ding Chunxiang, the former driver.

Lu Beiyuan explained: "He has been transferred to another department of the company."

It was still there last night, but it was transferred early this morning?

Su Nanxing was quiet for a few seconds, then said, "Is it because of me?"

Lu Beiyuan said directly: "No, he has been with me for a few years, and he went to the department to practice for a while, so he can be on his own."

Su Nanxing was relieved: "That's good."

Along the way, Su Nanxing didn't say anything

It wasn't until Lu Beiyuan got out of the car with her at the hospital that Su Nanxing said, "Lu Beiyuan, let's calm down for a few days. Maybe it's because I'm pregnant, which makes your emotions a little extreme. Let's all calm down and talk about this topic later. May I?"

Lu Beiyuan wanted to say that it wasn't because she was pregnant.

But obviously, at this time, no matter what he said, Su Nanxing would feel that he was not calm enough.

He nodded: "Okay. Let's all think about it, for ourselves and for our children, I hope we can all recognize our own hearts."

Su Nanxing entered the hospital and went directly to the Department of Traditional Chinese Medicine.

Today is the director's outpatient clinic day. After the shift in the morning, Su Nanxing went into the ward to give Mr. Guo acupuncture and moxibustion.

In just a few days, the old man obviously felt much more relaxed.

Before, my body was like a rusty and old machine, and it felt like nothing could work.

But after Su Nanxing's treatment, he felt that his body seemed to have been cleaned of rust, and his stiff joints were also lubricated.

Although he still can't do any movements now, he feels much more comfortable.

Su Nanxing came out of the old man's ward and found that the corridor was chaotic.

Luo Yewei saw Su Nanxing at the door of the doctor's office and waved to her.

Su Nanxing saw a group of people entering a ward and asked him, "What's going on?"

Luo Yewei said: "The director has received a sick number."

"What's wrong?"

"Veteran."

Su Nanxing was taken aback: "Vegetable?"

"Well, there was a car accident two years ago. It is said that the head was hit. The breathing and heartbeat are normal, but the person cannot wake up."

Su Nanxing looked away and looked at Luo Yewei: "Can the director cure it?"

"What are you thinking?" Luo Yewei smiled: "Whether a vegetative person can be cured, whether he can wake up or not depends on his life. I guess, most of the family members of the patients see that our Chinese medicine department is quiet, so they occupy a bed and don't do any treatment— —It’s no use doing it.”

"How can it be useless." Su Nanxing frowned: "It depends on the specific situation of the vegetative person, acupuncture and moxibustion can..."

"Stop!" Luo Yewei is still thinking about the military order issued by the two deans because of Su Nanxing's matter.

The sequelae of cerebral hemorrhage haven't improved yet, and now she's targeting the vegetable again?

Luo Yewei quickly persuaded her: "Xing Xing, vegetative people are different from other people. Let's not talk about whether they are awake or not. The patient's life can be stopped at any time. We can't take this risk!"

Su Nanxing nodded: "Don't worry, I won't take any risks."

Luo Yewei finally relieved himself: "That's good."

"I'll make the move when I'm sure."

"Yeah, what do you mean Xing Xing?"

Su Nanxing raised his chin: "Let's go and have a look."

"Star!" Luo Yewei hurriedly followed.

Zeng Guanghua returned to the department in the afternoon, and Su Nanxing followed him into the director's office.

Hearing Su Nanxing's intention, Zeng Guanghua was so angry that he almost slapped the table: "I don't know what's going on with Mr. Guo, you dare to intervene even in a vegetative state?"

Su Nanxing has seen the patient. He is in his 30s and has been comatose for more than two years.

"Director, I'm 50.00% sure."

"Nan Xing, it's not that I don't believe you. It's just that the situation of a vegetative person is too special. Throughout the history of medicine, I have never heard of a vegetative person who was revived through medical means."

After he finished speaking, he sighed: "This patient is a relative of my friend. He was originally a boss. After the accident, he was kicked out by his stepmother and stepbrother. My friend came to me and hoped to give him a quiet space. I had no hope of waking up."

"How do you know he won't wake up if you don't try?"

"Nan Xing, this is human life. How do you try it? The vegetative state might stop breathing and heartbeat at some point. What if the patient's family depends on you?"

Su Nanxing thought for a while and said, "Then director, can I talk to the patient's wife? Treatment is risky. If she agrees to treatment, we will sign an agreement."

"So what if the agreement is signed? When something goes wrong, it will still be the hospital's problem. It will definitely be your responsibility."

"I still want to try."

"You child..." Zeng Guanghua shook his head: "Don't talk about it, you can cure Mr. Guo first."

After four o'clock, Yu Gu came to pick up Su Nanxing again.

Su Nanxing walked to the first floor and saw Li Huaiyu.

It's really a narrow road for enemies.

But it's normal for the two to meet each other in a hospital.

Li Huaiyu was on the phone with Meng Qingxue when she saw Su Nanxing muttering, "What a pity! Why do you keep seeing her!"

"Who? Su Nanxing?" Meng Qingxue asked.

Li Huaiyu scoffed: "Yes, bad luck!"

Meng Qingxue said, "Give her the phone, and I'll have a few words with her."

Li Huaiyu frowned: "What else do you have to say to her?"

"You give it to her!"

Li Huaiyu had no choice but to walk over: "Qingxue's phone number, she has something to tell you."

Su Nanxing didn't want to take it at first, but after thinking about it, he still took it: "Meng Qingxue?"

"It's me." There was a smile in Meng Qingxue's voice: "Su Nanxing, did you feel bad last night? In fact, it's nothing if you saw it. After all, Brother Beiyuan and I have been together for a long time."