Perhaps due to the rehabilitation plan devised by Fu Hanzheng, Gu Weiwei's head wound healed very well.
Fu Hanzheng accompanied her to the hospital for a follow-up examination as scheduled. After a head CT scan, He Chi removed the gauze from her head to check the wound healing.
"The recovery is going well. You don't need to wrap your head anymore. I'll prescribe some medicine to help the wound heal and reduce scarring."
Gu Weiwei asked, "Then... can I wash my hair now?"
To prevent the wound from getting infected, she hasn't been allowed to wash her hair since the surgery. She even feels that her hair has gone bad, and it smells bad with the medicine.
She was truly impressed by Fu Hanzheng; he could still hold her in his arms and sleep every night like that.
He Chi looked at her current hairstyle and couldn't help but laugh.
"You can wash it, but don't let shampoo get on the wound. Just wash it with water."
During the surgery, the hair near the wound was shaved off. Afterwards, she couldn't wash her hair, and tying it up would pull on the wound, so they simply cut her hair short.
My current hairstyle, coupled with the fact that I haven't washed my hair in a long time, is really... indescribable.
Gu Weiwei glanced at herself in the mirror with disdain, then turned to He Chi and asked.
Will the hair in the area of my wound never grow back?
He Chi touched his nose. "This... I don't know. Even if it doesn't grow back, hair transplant technology is pretty good now. You can have it done once you've recovered."
Gu Weiwei put on her hat in a huff and urged him on.
"Let's go back, I need to wash my hair, right now."
Fu Hanzheng asked He Chi with concern, "Are you sure it's okay to wash?"
"Don't worry, the wound has healed, the water from washing your hair won't seep into your brain," He Chi said.
Gu Weiwei glared at him and threatened him.
"If my hair doesn't grow back, I'll shave a patch off your head."
"Sister-in-law, I did that to save your life! You can't be so unreasonable!" He Chi shouted.
The one who fired the shot was the murderer. He was the one who saved her, okay? Now that her hair isn't growing back, she's blaming him.
Gu Weiwei huffed angrily, "Do you think I can't grow hair? And with my hair cut like a dog chewed it, do you think I'm in the mood to reason with you?"
He Chi felt even more wronged, "It was your husband who cut your hair, not me, so why should I be blamed?"
It's really tough on Fu Hanzheng. Looking at his wife now, she's probably the ugliest she's ever looked since they fell in love, yet he still pampers her every day.
Fu Hanzheng glanced at him, then followed Gu Weiwei out of the hospital and took her home.
Then, he took off his coat, unbuttoned his shirt cuffs, rolled up his sleeves, and prepared to help her wash her hair.
"You have a meeting, right? I can wash myself."
“I’m afraid you’ll scratch the wound open,” Fu Hanzheng said.
Gu Weiwei pouted and followed him into the bathroom.
"Then how do we wash it?"
Fu Hanzheng took a bath towel and wrapped it around her shoulders and neck before helping her into the bathtub.
"Sit inside, with your head on the edge of the bathtub."
Gu Weiwei sat down and said with a troubled expression.
"If I can't use shampoo, how can my hair get clean?"
Fu Hanzheng didn't say anything. He took the showerhead, adjusted the water temperature, and carefully wet her hair, trying his best to avoid the scabbed wound.
Then, avoiding the wound, I still washed her hair with shampoo.
Moreover, they washed her twice as she requested.
Gu Weiwei sat in the bathtub and asked, amused.
"I sleep in your arms every day, don't you find the smell unbearable?"
Fu Hanzheng chuckled, "Mrs. Fu will always be lovely."
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