binnovel Chapter 154 Isolation Treatment Required
Chapter 154 Isolation Treatment Required
After hanging up the phone, Song Jingshen leaned against the bedroom door, quietly looking at Wen Qing lying on the bed.
Her little face was sunken in the pillow, her brows were slightly furrowed, and her lips were tightly pursed, as if she was enduring something.
"Where do you feel uncomfortable?" He walked closer quickly and asked in a low voice.
But her eyes were closed and she showed no signs of waking up.
He suddenly felt a little disappointed.
If she was awake, he would like to see her expression at this moment and get a glimpse of her attitude towards Zhao Jin.
The thought of the possibility of further development between her and another man made him anxious and couldn't help feeling jealous.
Fortunately, she fell asleep, otherwise, if she showed any reluctance to leave Zhao Jin, he would not know what to do...
A thought suddenly flashed through my mind, reflecting a gloomy ending.
Song Jingshen rushed into the bathroom, turned on the faucet, and poured cold water on his face.
Calm down! Calm down!
he said to himself.
Whether it is the base project or Depth of Field Technology, they are the result of his years of hard work, the foundation of his livelihood, and the confidence for him to get rid of the competition with Song Weiming.
And Zhao Jin is his most capable and cost-effective technical backbone. If he abandons Zhao Jin at this moment, the project will face the risk of not being able to be implemented on time.
And he actually wanted to expel Zhao Jin because of a woman!
He didn't allow himself to lose his mind.
After a crisp sound of "Pa——", Song Jingshen slowly stood up. On the resolute face in the mirror, a red slap mark suddenly appeared.
"This is what you deserve." He looked at his face in the mirror and pulled a bitter smile at the corner of his mouth.
He had the habit of exercising, and thin calluses grew on the palms of his hands. When he hit his skin hard, the pain was particularly sharp.
It was these hands that made him indulge in her body and unable to stop. When she resisted fiercely, he would often force her to obey without hesitation.
As a result, the bruises on her body could never fade away, and the red marks on the sides of her neck would appear from time to time, which forced her to wear conservative clothes all day long, and sometimes she had to tie a silk scarf even in the hottest summer.
She is obviously very beautiful, gentle and calm, and can dance. If she were to relax a little, she would soon become the focus of many suitors on campus.
But she happened to meet him, and she had no choice but to fade into obscurity, distancing herself from the boys who approached her while carefully concealing her relationship with him.
He knew that she was under a lot of pressure, but she never confided in him, let alone relied on him. Instead, she treated him as a hurdle that she had to overcome, and that if she could get through it to the end, she would win.
Yes, she was enduring. When he let her go, she would flap her wings and fly away, and no longer keep any contact with him.
Therefore, she tried her best to avoid occasions where he might appear, and never let him come into contact with her circle.
Apart from the intimacy that took place under coercion, she would not touch him in any way.
Once, after they finished their meal, he went to the counter to pay the bill. When he turned around, he saw her holding up her mobile phone to take a picture of the bill.
He asked her what she was doing. She blushed and said nothing. She walked out holding her cell phone tightly. When he grabbed her and questioned her, she stiffened her neck and said that she would pay him back in the future.
Only when you owe nothing can you leave cleanly and as it should be...
"Don't go!" Song Jingshen held her hand tightly, his eyes red, and muttered to himself.
The only response he got was silence.
At this moment, the doorbell suddenly rang, one louder than the other, as if urging someone urgently.
Song Jingshen let go of Wen Qing's hand, rubbed his numb face, cheered himself up and went to open the door.
"Mr. Song, are you okay?" Old Ge at the door looked at the red marks on his face and managed to suppress his curiosity.
How come he's injured?
That little girl looks so weak, how could she be forced to rebel?
This generation of young people... have such strong tastes?
"Is this the doctor you hired?"
Lao Ge's brilliant idea was interrupted by Song Jingshen's cold voice, and he quickly introduced the people he brought:
"This is Dr. Xing Lu from the Provincial Hospital Affiliated Hospital. She is a gynecologist and has just returned from abroad. In addition to her excellent medical skills, she is also good at regulating emotions..."
Behind Lao Ge stood a tall young woman, estimated to be around 35 years old, wearing a plain cashmere coat with a brown turtleneck sweater underneath. She had a low ponytail tied behind her head and a cool and calm expression.
"Where is the patient?" She raised her hand and shook the white suitcase in her hand. "The equipment is limited, so we can only do a simple examination. If the problem is serious, we need to rush to the hospital."
"It's not a big deal. You can get treatment here." Old Ge turned aside to let Xing Lu in, and said seriously, "You must keep today's matter confidential."
"The confidentiality agreement is in your hands. I will not lose my professional ethics." Xing Lu walked into the master bedroom, glanced at the girl on the bed, her eyes darkened, and she turned around to close the door.
"Wait." Song Jingshen followed and said in a tone that did not allow for argument, "I want to see it too."
"Are you sure?" Xing Lu raised her eyebrows, with a look of provocation, doubt, and disapproval.
"What do you mean?" Song Jingshen frowned and asked, "I can't watch?"
Xing Lu shrugged, took off her coat and hung it on the wall hook, then opened her suitcase and took out disinfectant to wash her hands, and replied without comment: "If you are not interested in her anymore, just watch it."
After saying that, she bent over to observe for a moment, then neatly lifted the quilt off Wen Qing.
"Bang--" the door closed quickly from the outside. Old Ge You outside the door was worried, so he pushed it hard again. After making sure that the door was closed tightly, he wiped the sweat from his forehead tremblingly.
My goodness, if he closed the door one second later, he would be in trouble!
Inside the door, Song Jingshen quietly watched Wen Qing's body being manipulated by the doctor, his expression becoming increasingly gloomy.
Xing Lu had seen this many times before, and was not affected at all by the onlookers of family members. She conducted the examination in an orderly manner and was calm to the point of being almost cold-blooded.
"The endometrium has been torn multiple times, and the healing was incomplete before, with scar hyperplasia."
"The psoas muscle is slightly to moderately strained, the fascia is damaged, the hip is slightly dislocated, and there is a risk of anterior pelvic tilt."
"The body temperature was 37.2 degrees Celsius, a low-grade fever, irregular heartbeat, and drowsiness. This must be due to severe mental trauma, such as panic, tension, and anxiety, which caused the body to be over-stressed, and the symptoms reflected in drowsiness."
"When will she wake up?" Song Jingshen found his voice and asked in a low voice.
"Not necessarily." Xing Lu stood up, put the quilt back on Wen Qing, and looked up at him. "I will inject her with glucose and sedatives later. When she wakes up, it's best to send her to my clinic for further diagnosis and treatment."
"How to further diagnose and treat it?"
"First, get her away from the current environment and provide her with a safe place to live."
"Isn't it safe here?" Song Jingshen said unhappily.
Xing Lu gave him a look that said, "Is that necessary?" She said, "It's best to go back to a place she's familiar with and find a close family member to accompany her. If not, my place is the second best choice."
Song Jingshen fell silent. Xing Lu didn't say any more words. She packed her suitcase, took her coat from the hook on the wall, put it on her arm, and walked out the door.
"How long will it take?" Song Jingshen suddenly spoke, his voice as dull as thunder.
"What?" Xing Lu was startled.
"How long will it take for her to be isolated from me?"
"At least a week." Xing Lu replied, "I will monitor her closely. It depends on her mental quality and health. As long as she is not stimulated, the situation will gradually improve."
"Okay." Song Jingshen said, "Starting tomorrow, you will go to the dormitory of the Fourth Factory to accompany her for treatment until she is fully recovered. I will pay the full amount of the expenses."