Chapter 609 Extra-Continuous Rain
After all, Chen Ci was Fang Miao's attending physician, and the two would have many opportunities to meet in the future. Fang Tong did not want there to be any misunderstandings between them, so she asked directly.
"So what exactly happened that day? You mistook me for someone else, didn't you?"
Hearing her feignedly relaxed tone, Chen Ci felt a pang of bitterness in his heart, but it seemed that he had no other explanation but to admit it.
He nodded: "Yes, I'm very sorry."
"It's okay." Fang Tong shrugged slightly. "I even slapped you, so we're even."
Chen Ci turned his head to look at her and saw her smiling calmly, which suddenly made him feel a pang of bitterness.
After a moment, he nodded: "Thank you for your understanding."
Fang Tong didn't say anything more, but for some reason, she also felt a bit complicated.
Fang Miao once said that he had someone he liked for a long time, but it seems he accidentally lost them.
Fang Tong thought that the two of them probably broke up by accident, and Chen Ci just couldn't let go of him.
That's why he mistook her for her while he was drunk that day.
Although the misunderstanding was cleared up, Fang Tong didn't feel happy at all; instead, she felt quite disappointed.
She gave a wry smile; she was probably a little tempted. After all, he was such an outstanding man—skilled in medicine, handsome, with a great physique, and caring.
Who wouldn't like it?
It's a pity, it's a pity that he has someone he can't let go of.
Let it be then.
Fang Tong smiled and looked at Chen Ci: "Dr. Chen, would you please return the clothes to Chairman Chen later?"
"Okay," Chen Ci replied.
As the car drove into the hospital, Chen Ci received a call from Dr. Lin. After listening to a couple of sentences, his expression changed, and he subconsciously glanced at Fang Tong.
"Okay, I'm downstairs. Please transfer the person to the intensive care unit first, and I'll be right there."
"Is it an emergency?" Fang Tong asked casually.
Chen Ci paused for a moment, then said, "It's Fang Miao."
Fang Tong paused as she opened the car door: "Fang Miao... what happened to him?"
"Don't worry, I'm here." Chen Ci's eyes were full of determination: "With me here, nothing will happen to him."
Fang Tong reacted a beat too slow and pushed open the car door, then followed Chen Ci all the way into the hospital and took the private elevator upstairs.
As the elevator slowly ascended, Fang Tong belatedly felt a pang of unease.
The intensive care unit, the intensive care unit for critically ill patients...
She swayed slightly, but Chen Ci caught her in time: "Fang Tong, you have to believe me, everything will be alright, okay?"
Fang Tong nodded blankly, "Okay."
The elevator stopped at the intensive care unit floor. The two got out of the elevator. Chen Ci went to change into sterile clothing, while Fang Tong sat on a bench in the rest area and waited.
For the first time, she felt that time was passing so slowly.
More than an hour later, Chen Ci came out of the intensive care unit. Fang Tong sat there, not even daring to go over and ask him anything.
She was terrified of hearing bad news.
Seeing the fear in her eyes, Chen Ci smiled at her: "It's alright now, you've passed the critical period. If you don't have a fever tomorrow morning, you can be transferred to a regular ward after two more days of observation."
Fang Tong's tears instantly fell: "Thank you, Dr. Chen."
"You're welcome." Chen Ci explained, "It's actually normal for Fang Miao to be in this situation. It's just that his immune cells are fighting the virus. This is a good sign. As long as he can pull through, that's fine."
Fang Tong nodded: "Can he pull through? He definitely can, right?"
“From now on, I will try my best to stay here every day until he is discharged from the ICU, so don’t worry.”
"Thank you, Dr. Chen." Fang Tong didn't know what else to say, and just repeated these few words over and over.
Chen Ci helped her up: "So, are you going home now?"
"I'll wait at the hospital," Fang Tong said. "There's a rest area here in the ICU; I'll wait there."
"Let's go back to the ward," Chen Ci suggested. "Fang Miao's ward will be reserved for him indefinitely. Aren't there people staying with him there?"
Fang Tong was silent for a moment, then she thought of the cost.
"No, please leave the ward. I'll just stay here in the rest area."
The rest area is free to stay in, but there are daily expenses for the wards.
She doesn't have much savings left right now.
Chen Ci assumed she was worried about Fang Miao, so he agreed, "That's fine, it's closer to the ICU here."
From the very beginning, this hospital was built to high standards. The rest area in the intensive care unit has beds and lockers for storing clothes, and the conditions are quite good.
Besides, I'm only staying for two or three days.
After helping Fang Tong carry some things to the rest area of the ICU, Chen Ci returned to his office.
He needs to report Fang Miao's situation to his colleagues at the international medical organization and discuss the next steps in the treatment plan.
The current crisis was unexpected, and it seems that the previous treatment plan needs to be further improved.
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Because of the complicated situation with Fang Miao, Fang Tong inevitably lost focus at work. She even missed the general manager's question during the morning meeting, and it was only when Xiao A, the receptionist, reminded her that she came back to her senses.
Then, when I went to set up the venue in the morning, I made another small mistake. Luckily, the client was easy to talk to, otherwise I would have inevitably been complained about again.
Three days passed in a daze, and there was still no news from the hospital that Fang Miao had been transferred to a regular ward.
His fever kept recurring, and his condition remained dangerous.
Chen Ci has been trying new drugs and stays at the hospital almost every day. Although he says everything will be fine, Fang Tong's mental state is deteriorating day by day.
But just then, the landlord of the rented house asked her to move out: "Fang Tong, your lease expires tomorrow. I went over today and saw that you haven't moved your things yet."
“We will continue to live here,” Fang Tong said.
"I'm not renting this house anymore." The landlord's attitude was firm: "My son is coming back to get married, and I want to renovate this house for him as his wedding room."
"Ah!" Fang Tong was taken aback for a moment: "Then give me a few days so I can look for a place to live."
"I can't give it to you anymore," the landlord said. "I sent you a message a month in advance. Where were you all this time? You'd better move your things out by the afternoon of the day after tomorrow at the latest."
In the landlord's view, Fang Tong was clearly doing it on purpose.
Fang Tong, on the other hand, had no idea about the message the landlord had sent a month ago.
She has too much work to handle every day, and she might ignore many unimportant messages without even looking at them.
This also includes messages from landlords.
When it rains, it pours.
That day, someone sent a package containing the video of Fang Tong and Chen Ci at the bar and photos of Chen Ci picking up Fang Tong in his car to the general manager of the wedding company, and also copied the entire wedding company and everyone in the industry.
Fang Tong quickly became famous in the industry. Several of her orders fell through, and many complaints reached the general manager, causing chaos throughout the company.
Fang Tong was summoned to the general manager's office. Without giving her a chance to explain, the general manager placed the video and photos in front of her and then handed her a termination notice.
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