Her professional habits prevented Chen Rou from easily speaking of pain, but it was also because of these habits that she cared so much about her health.
She is a soldier trained by the country at great expense; if anything were to happen to her, it would be a loss for the country.
So she said, "Let's go straight to the hospital, either the rehabilitation department or the orthopedics department, I need a doctor's intervention."
Nie Zhao gasped. The fact that she had taken the initiative to ask to go to the hospital showed how serious her muscle strain was.
The co-pilot, CEO Wade, hurriedly made phone calls to the yacht and the waiting boat on the opposite shore. If they were to go to Yanghe, their route would have to be changed. Nie Zhao was also calling the hospital director to find a suitable doctor as soon as possible.
After getting off the car, we boarded the yacht.
The yacht cut through the night wind and waves like a sharp arrow, and in the blink of an eye, it reached the other side, Xiangjiang Island.
Song Yuanchao helped Chen Rou relieve her pain the whole way, and was also afraid that she would strain herself again while walking. When they got off the ship, he called over the foreign bodyguard Ram, and the two of them joined arms to make a chair and simply carried Chen Rou off the ship.
After disembarking and getting back on the vehicle, they should have gone straight to kill Yang He, but Nie Zhao hesitated to disembark.
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When Wade saw that Nie Zhao had unbuckled his seatbelt but refused to stand up, he came over and asked, "Boss, aren't you going to the hospital with your wife?"
Nie Zhao lunged at the trash can, picked it up, and gulped down two mouthfuls. He then took out a handkerchief to wipe his mouth, and, after taking Wade's arm, said, "Call Director Liu and tell him to wait for me at the hospital. If it doesn't work, we'll have to do another surgery."
Wade said, "You must have a terrible headache. Why didn't you say so sooner?"
He added, "Actually, you don't have to come to the site. With a technical talent like Third Sister, Vice Chairman Liang and I can handle it."
The symptoms of intracranial pneumocephalus are not just simple pain. It is a complex discomfort that runs from the nasal cavity to the top of the head, causing pain, nausea, and dizziness. It is also an unavoidable sequela of brain surgery. It is not Dr. Marry's fault. Under normal circumstances, even minimally invasive surgery requires a recovery period of 2 to 3 weeks. Nie Zhao had only been out of the hospital for a week after the surgery, but he had already traveled to almost all of Hong Kong. If he didn't have a headache, who would?
So, five days after being discharged from the hospital, the Nie family couple were once again honorably wheeled into the hospital side by side.
If the paparazzi found out, wouldn't they sigh and say that making money is hard and being the richest person is not easy?
The hospital was certainly more professional than the massage therapists. They provided Chen Rou with a comprehensive package that included ice packs, oral medication, and external oil massage to loosen the bones. After the whole process was completed, Chen Rou rested in her private ward.
With the mission successfully completed, she slept exceptionally well that night.
As for where Nie Zhao is and what he's doing, that's Song Yuanchao's business, and she won't care for now.
Although Chen Rou spent half her life in the military and had a rough personality, she was still very thoughtful as a woman.
She was aware that Song Yuanchao had an unusual enthusiasm for her.
However, even if she were unmarried, she could not have an ambiguous relationship with her comrades, because once a romantic relationship develops between a man and a woman, for safety reasons, they would no longer be able to carry out missions together, let alone since she is currently married.
Well, when she got up in the morning, she shook her sore arms and washed up. She ordered breakfast and a newspaper, wanting to see how far things had progressed last night. When she heard a knock on the door, she opened it and saw Song Yuanchao pushing a food cart.
This made her feel a little uncomfortable, so she asked, "Who's on duty over there with Ah Zhao? Why are you delivering breakfast, Brother Song?"
Although Song Yuanchao felt a sense of kinship upon meeting Miss Chen, he was not the kind of person who lacked tact. He said, "The boss was up half the night last night and told me not to tell you, but I feel it's necessary to tell you what happened. He's been vomiting."
"Vomiting?" Chen Rou asked.
Song Yuanchao said, "I suspect he didn't want me to tell you because he was afraid of losing face, but his health problems will affect our mission. Don't tell me I've mentioned this; ask the doctor privately, and you'll know for sure."
Chen Rou remembered that three days ago at home, Nie Zhao's face turned ashen after he came upstairs, and he even told her to leave.
He must have felt very uncomfortable at the time.
Nie Zhao was too proud to admit it and wanted to keep it from her, but Song Yuanchao, being a soldier, knew what the right thing to do was to keep quiet.
“I’ll talk to Ah Zhao. Let’s have some breakfast together.” Chen Rou pulled up a chair for Song Yuanchao to sit down, and then said, “By the way, Brother Song, are you married back home? Do you have a wife?”
“I’ve been away from home for years, so it’s been delayed. Let’s talk about it when I go back and settle down,” Song Yuanchao said.
Chen Rou smiled: "Have you thought about how you'll make a living and support your wife and children in the future?"
Song Yuanchao blurted out, "I'm planning to open an old... uh, massage parlor."
Chen Rou immediately understood. Veterans often take on various jobs after leaving the military, but the names are all pretty much the same: Veteran Barbecue, Veteran Restaurant. It seems Song Yuanchao wants to open a Veteran Massage Parlor. Well, that sounds both legitimate and professional.
She took a big bite of her croissant and said, "Then I wish you good luck in advance, Brother Song, that you find a good wife, just like me and A-Zhao, someone who is compatible and shares the same ideals."
This might sound a bit cheesy, but it was helpful to Song Yuanchao. People's thoughts can wander uncontrollably, so not only did he have to tighten the screws himself, but Chen Rou, as a junior, also had an obligation to remind him.
Song Yuanchao frowned slightly, about to say something, when the ward door opened halfway and Nie Han entered: "Brother Song is here?"
Song Yuanchao quickly stood up and bowed: "Good morning, Miss Ahan."
Nie Han was also carrying a food box, a special food box from Fulimen. The food must have been packed from Fulimen. She put her arm around Song Yuanchao's arm and said, "Where did you learn this? You keep calling me 'Miss' whenever you see me. It's so boring."
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