Chapter 1101 The patient is Wen Zhiyuan!

  The chief doctor nagged helplessly and irritably for a long time before he invited the other two patients into the room.

  After a while, the nurse also hurried over.

  She looked in the ward, and then said to the chief doctor: “Director Zhang, a patient came to the surgical ward downstairs, saying that the abdominal wound has not been healed. Surgery Dr. Liu wants you to come over for a consultation.”

Director Zhang looked surprised, "What kind of wound?"

  The nurse explained, “It is said that the wound cannot heal for a long time, and Dr. Liu suspects that there is a malignant tumor.”

  Hearing this, Director Zhang clearly agreed, "Okay, I'll go over."

   When the two walked out side by side, the nurse added crisply, “In Ward 302 downstairs, the patient is called Wen Zhiyuan.”

   "Okay, got it!"

  After the nurse and Director Zhang left, Ms. Lian's eyes took advantage of the flow of ecstasy.

  She rushed to the bed and pulled Yanjun, "Old Yan, did you hear that?"

  Yanjun looked at her calmly, without answering.

  Ms. Lian shook his arms, "Talk to you! Just now the nurse said that the patient is called Wen Zhiyuan, right?"

  It’s been so long, and finally there is news from the 囡囡.

  But even the excited emotions of the lady were replaced by panic again after just a few seconds.

  She remembered what the nurse had just said, "Old Yan, what's the matter? Why is there a wound in my abdomen?"

  "Okay, 囡囡囡囡, you know your 囡囡, maybe it's just the same name and the same surname, what are you so excited about!"

  Yanjun's face is ugly, he doesn't believe that the person in the hospital downstairs is really Wen Zhiyuan.

  After the incident, she avoided Yan's family.

  How could it appear in Licheng Hospital now? !

  How guilty this child made Yanjun at the beginning, how disappointed he is now.

  Looking at everything, isn’t she the one who caused it? !

  At this moment, Ms. Lian was yelled at by Yanjun and forgot to respond.

  For a long time, she pushed him a bit, and said angrily: "I don't care, even if it has the same name and surname, I have to go and see it. Maybe it is really our daughter."

  As she said, she walked out the door until she stood in the corridor, then turned her head hesitantly, "Old Yan, do you want to come with me..."

  "I'm not going!" Yanjun refused without hesitation, "Even if it is her, her life and death will have nothing to do with me in the future!"

   Hearing this, Ms. Lian sank her face displeased, gave Yanjun a white look, then turned and walked towards the elevator.

  No matter what, she has to take a look.

  When Ms. Lian left, Yanjun suddenly sighed, lying on the hospital bed and looking at the ceiling, faintly feeling that his life was a failure!

  ……

  Downstairs, the surgical six-person ward.

  Wen Zhiyuan was lying on the hospital bed with a pale face, his clothes rolled up, the wound on his lower abdomen was swollen and ulcerated and had become pus, and the blood-stained skin looked terrifying.

  Leng Yiyan was accompanied by the hospital bed, while Mu Yi went downstairs to help with the admission procedures.

  Several doctors are standing by her side and watching, and other patients are constantly looking at her.

  This little girl, her injury is very serious.

  "How long has your wound not healed?"

  Doctor Liu stood by and looked at him, only to find it strange.

  Wound suppuration looks like a symptom of infection, and the stitched skin scar is distorted, obviously not sutured properly.

  Wen Zhiyu was short of breath due to pain. When she heard the doctor's inquiry, she whispered, "It's been nearly two months!"

  (End of this chapter)