Anyone who hears his father's attending physician say this will inevitably feel a pang of fear in his heart.
The smile on her face disappeared in an instant and she became serious.
Her red lips moved slightly, but before she could say anything, Fu Chen spoke first, "Don't worry, it's not a bad thing, but... the situation hasn't improved significantly.
The day before yesterday, I did two tests on Uncle Meng, and the results weren't as good as I expected. Let's go to my office and talk."
"good."
Meng Sheng didn't hesitate and followed him to the office.
Fu Chen's office was as neat and clean as ever; even the folders on the desk were arranged in order, without a trace of disorder.
He pulled a chair over for Meng Sheng and poured her a glass of warm water.
He took a few sips to moisten his throat, then pulled out a folder filled with the checklists Meng Chengli had done and the changes he had recorded with his own pen.
He spent about ten minutes telling her about Meng Chengli's current physical condition, as well as possible risks and data changes.
Meng Sheng listened very carefully and asked questions when he didn't understand something.
To put it bluntly, Meng Chengli's recovery is too slow. He plans to use medical equipment to assist in treatment for a period of time, which may help Meng Chengli's condition improve.
Meng Chengli has been lying in bed for a long time now, and his leg muscles are too stiff. Although he massages them every day, it is definitely not as effective as exercising by walking.
Fu Chen took out his cell phone and found some pictures of medical equipment for her. He leaned forward slightly towards her and introduced to Meng Sheng the principles, benefits and operation methods of each device, as well as the benefits to Meng Chengli.
Meng Sheng would also lean closer to look at the pictures on his phone and listen carefully to her explanations.
Fu Chen lowered his eyelashes slightly and looked at her serious profile. A faint floral fragrance wafted from his nose, bringing with it a refreshing and invigorating feeling. It was like an invisible hook, hooking his heart to beat a little faster.
He suddenly felt that Meng Sheng was a good student.
When listening to the lectures, he was more serious and attractive than the students he taught.
The gaze behind the lenses gradually changed from polite emptiness and gentleness to burning concentration, and the eyelashes formed a quiet curtain in the cold light of the mobile phone screen.
All the content in the phone disappeared in his irises, leaving only her fair, beautiful, and incomparably beautiful face.
The black hair that was originally tucked behind her ears fell down because she leaned forward, covering her face. From his angle, he could only see her small, straight nose and her full, red lips.
His Adam's apple rolled unconsciously, and a certain parameter suddenly got stuck on the tip of his tongue and he forgot to continue.
The curvature of the hair ends seems to be more difficult to analyze than any function curve or difficult surgery.
Not hearing his subsequent words, Meng Sheng looked back suspiciously, and Fu Chen just happened to lower his head and take off his glasses.
She realized that they were a little close, so she leaned back and even moved her chair about ten centimeters to the side.
She asked, "Does your eye hurt?"
When he looked up again, Fu Chen's eyes had returned to normal, but they were still a little heavy.
He lowered his eyes and naturally saw her pulling the chair to the side.
A strong bitter feeling surged in his heart, as if it was going to corrode his entire being.
But after just a few seconds, he managed to suppress it with his reasoning.
His voice was gentle and tired. "Yeah, a little bit. I was concentrating for six hours, and now I'm looking at my phone, which makes me feel a little uncomfortable."
"Why don't you take a rest first..."
"That's fine. Let me finish explaining the parameters of this instrument first."
A few minutes later, Meng Sheng understood almost everything. She took a sip of warm water and said thoughtfully, "But when my dad tries the instrument in a few days, I won't be there, and Sister Qiuyi has returned to France. If I need family members to be there, I can only call my uncle and my cousin."
Fu Chen paused and asked doubtfully, "Is it not in Beijing?"
Meng Sheng nodded. "Yes, I'm going to Tokyo on a business trip on the 18th. It will take about a week."
Fu Chen suddenly realized and was silent for a moment. "When trying out the device, there is a consent form that needs to be signed by a family member, and it is best if it is an immediate family member, but if you don't have time..."
"I'll send an electronic version of the consent form to your brother and ask him to stamp it with his personal seal. Family members will also be required to accompany you on that day. You can call your uncle and cousin to see if they have time."
"I'll help Uncle Meng apply for the equipment first. I'll also send you a WeChat message before we officially start."
Meng Sheng breathed a sigh of relief, and the muscles on his face relaxed. His original seriousness disappeared, replaced by a gentle smile.
She stood up and said, "Okay, I'll trouble you then."
"It's okay, it's what I should do."
"You've been in surgery for such a long time, you must be tired. Take a rest now. It's best to eat something before going to sleep. I'm going back now."
Fu Chen glanced at her, her beautiful face reflected in his eyes, and a trace of reluctance was faintly flickering in his eyes.
But he hid it very well and always restrained himself before Meng Sheng saw any clues.
He smiled gently. "Okay, I've talked to you for a while, and now I'm relaxed. I do feel a little hungry, so we'll go eat later. Be careful on your way back, and drive slowly."
"Um."
Meng Sheng responded lightly and walked out of the office.
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