Chapter 121 What a blockhead!

"No need, I'm fine."

She shook her head, seemingly not wanting to cause trouble for anyone.

The doctor has started making rounds.

A group of medical staff in white coats filed in.

The attending physician, who was leading the group, walked to the bedside first, flipped through the medical record, lingered on the various test data for a few seconds, and asked a few simple questions.

"How did you sleep last night? Did you feel uncomfortable anywhere?"

"Come on, let me see how you are. Let me do a basic check-up first."

"Okay, thank you for your help."

Zhou Shufen nodded in agreement.

After the examination, the doctor straightened up.

"Overall, the condition is good, vital signs are stable, and recovery is progressing well. The only problem is the fracture in the right hand."

He paused, looking at Zhou Shufen.

"Fortunately, the fracture site has not shifted and there are no signs of infection. However, healing takes time, and you must not write during this period. You should keep your hand as still as possible. When eating, try to use your left hand. In addition, you need to stay in the hospital for observation for another three or four days. You can only be discharged after confirming that there are no problems."

The doctor took off his stethoscope, put it in his white coat pocket, and then gave the instructions again.

"Especially when it comes to writing, you must be able to resist the urge."

Upon hearing "cannot write," Zhou Shufen's expression changed instantly.

She pressed for an answer.

"Doctor, I can't write... How long will this take? How long will it take to recover?"

The doctor hesitated for a moment, then answered truthfully.

"It's hard to say right now; it depends on the progress of the fracture healing. Everyone's physical condition is different, and the recovery speed is also different. Generally speaking, it takes at least four weeks, and you may be able to try light activities after about six weeks, but the specifics will depend on the follow-up examination results."

He paused, then added.

"Be patient now and don't rush. The more anxious you are, the more likely you are to suffer long-term consequences. Only by taking good care of yourself in the early stages can you fully recover and avoid any problems later on."

Guo Zhenyi, who was standing to the side, immediately chimed in.

"Don't worry, doctor. I will definitely take good care of her. I will personally serve her three meals a day. She won't have to lift a finger."

Zhou Shufen's lips parted slightly, but she couldn't utter a single word.

She wasn't moved; instead, she was suddenly gripped by a strong sense of suffocation.

The doctor nodded, seeing that he had given enough instructions.

"Get some rest. If you need anything, press the call button."

Guo Zhenyi quickly took on the role of "caregiver".

He stayed by Zhou Shufen's side almost constantly, without taking off his clothes.

As long as she furrows her brow even slightly.

He would immediately move closer.

"Are you thirsty? I'll get you some water. Are you hungry? Would you like something to eat? Or... do you need to go to the restroom? I'll help you up right now."

Even so, Zhou Shufen still couldn't muster any enthusiasm.

Her heart felt as if it were shrouded in a thick layer of dark clouds.

Her gaze passed through the window and landed on the lush green grove outside.

She really wanted to open the window and go outside.

Even just standing under a tree for a while, feeling the wind, and breathing in the free air.

She felt imprisoned in this small space, her heart trapped.

She longed to grab a pen right away and draw the designs of those clothes!

Even just sketching an outline or drawing a single line can make her feel better.

She could even picture what the completed manuscript would look like.

The sketchbook is filled with delicate strokes and smooth lines; every inch of the design reflects her hard work.

But in reality, her hands were restrained.

"Have some fruit, I've already cut it up for you."

Guo Zhenyi held up a plate with the fruit cut into small pieces and placed them in front of him.

He specially chose some of her favorite fruits.

She nodded and reached out to take a piece.

"It's really boring lying here. How about you give me a pen? I can just doodle to pass the time."

Guo Zhenyi glanced at her and immediately shook his head.

"If you're bored, you can watch TV or listen to music, but drawing is out of the question. Have you forgotten what the doctor said?"

He remembered the doctor's repeated instructions.

He would rather she vent her anger idly than let her take any risks.

"I remember, but I was really going crazy, and I just wanted to draw some design drafts."

Zhou Shufen wanted to try again.

She wasn't being willful; she had truly been suppressing her feelings for too long.

That feeling of helplessness was even more painful than the injury on my hand.

"No, I can agree to anything else, but this is absolutely out of the question."

Guo Zhenyi's attitude was very tough.

He knew she was stubborn; once she had an idea, she had to make it happen.

Because she is the most important person to him, he is even less willing to give in.

Zhou Shufen pouted and turned her head away, ignoring him.

She muttered to herself.

All you do is meddle in this and that, you won't even let me draw a diagram, you're such a blockhead!

Guo Zhenyi thought she looked quite cute and wanted to touch her hair.

She shrank back and dodged.

He paused for a moment, then smiled.

"Don't be stubborn. Once your hand is healed, you can draw as much as you want."

The atmosphere between the two was actually quite relaxed, even a little warm.

Seeing this, Zhou Hairong immediately tiptoed out, afraid of ruining the harmonious atmosphere.

He hesitated at the door for a moment, then finally turned and walked away.

He felt quite relieved; his mother had finally met someone who truly cared for her.

Just then, an unreasonable person stormed into the ward.

His face was ashen, and his eyes were bloodshot; he was clearly seething with anger.

Huang Cheng, Zhou Lijuan's husband, has always had a bad temper and little ability.

He only pretended to be an honest person for a few days when he was pursuing Zhou Lijuan.

But less than two years after the marriage, her true colors were revealed.

Zhou Lijuan was scolded a lot, but she didn't dare to tell anyone.

He stormed into the hospital to settle scores with Zhou Shufen.

He believed that Zhou Shufen forced Zhou Lijuan to file a report at the police station, which made him lose face and might even cause him trouble.

They searched each ward one by one before finally stopping.

He kicked the door open, strode in, and sneered.

"You're Lijuan's biological mother? I really don't understand, how can there be such a heartless mother like you? You'd send your own daughter to the police station?"

He has a very loud voice; when he shouts out a sentence, everyone on the entire floor is alerted.

Footsteps came from all directions.

The nurses at the nurses' station also peeked out.

The patients' family members who were hurrying past in the corridor also stopped in their tracks.

"The mother took her daughter to the police station."

These words would startle anyone who hears them.

Zhou Shufen looked up at him and immediately understood what was going on.

This guy is probably the wife-beating bastard that Zhou Lijuan brought home.

Although her head was still throbbing, her eyes remained sharp.

"Come and see! This is the first time I've ever heard of something like this in my life!"

Huang Cheng stood with his hands on his hips, shouting loudly, as if afraid someone wouldn't hear him.

"How could a mother have such a deep grudge against her own daughter? Isn't this ruining someone's life?!"

He deliberately made the matter public, embarrassing Zhou Shufen.

He wanted everyone to know.

This mother sent her own daughter to the police station.

He was more than happy for the Zhou family to be disgraced.

"Really? He doesn't seem like the type to do something like this."

An older woman frowned and muttered something under her breath.