Chapter 712 Let's Pretend We Don't Know Anything

Xia Beiqing hurriedly wrote on the paper and handed it to the doctor.

——He went out for a few days, and he lost a lot of weight when he came back. He just came back yesterday, but today he has a fever.

"I want to examine him." The doctor took out the stethoscope and stuck it to Shen Zhiyu's heart. What's up.

The doctor turned Shen Zhiyu's body to his side, lifted his clothes, and suddenly a circle of gauze was wrapped around the spine, and the gauze was soaked in blood.

Xia Beiqing's eyes widened in astonishment, and he hurriedly pushed the wheelchair forward, wanting to touch Shen Zhiyu's spine, but he didn't dare, and his whole body became panicked.

The doctor gently unwrapped the gauze, and a wound appeared in front of his eyes. The wound had been sutured, but it was accidentally torn a little, so a little blood leaked out.

When Xia Beiqing saw the wound, he suddenly became anxious. He had no choice but to shake his head vigorously, looking at Hua Yinong and the doctor for help.

He didn't know why Teacher Shen was injured, or what he had experienced during the few days he left.

Hua Yinong pressed Xia Beiqing's aggressive shoulder and asked for him, "Is he injured? What kind of wound is this?"

The doctor stared at the wound, pondered for a while, then shook his head and said, "In my opinion, he is not injured. This is a surgical wound, and it has not been stitched up for more than three days."

Hua Yinong was surprised: "Surgical wound, you mean, he had an operation? What kind of operation."

The doctor replied: "There are many operations that need to be performed through incisions in this place. I can't be sure. However, after the operation, I will need to be hospitalized for at least a month. If he is like this, it's strange if he doesn't collapse."

Operation…

Xia Beiqing grasped the wheelchair tightly with both hands, his knuckles turning white inch by inch.

So, Shen Zhiyu had an operation in the past few days when he left, and he was lying to him when he said that his friend had a car accident and needed to be taken care of? !

Why! Why not tell the truth? What surgery did he have? !

I didn't notice it before, but now that I think about it, there are indeed too many things that are wrong.

The doctor treated Shen Zhiyu's wound, prescribed some medicine, and left.

Shen Zhiyu was still lying unconscious on the bed, with one hand hanging limply on the edge of the bed, and an infusion tube was inserted into the back of his pale hand.

Xia Beiqing's eyes were dim, and he stared straight at Shen Zhiyu's thin face. After a while, he retracted his gaze, took out a pen and paper, wrote a few words stiffly, and handed it to Hua Yinong. look.

——Please help keep this matter a secret. When Mr. Shen wakes up, we will pretend that we don't know anything.

Hua Yinong was a little surprised, he thought that when Shen Zhiyu woke up, Xia Beiqing would definitely question him and ask the matter clearly, but he chose not to tell the truth.

"What do you want to do?" Hua Yinong asked.

Xia Beiqing didn't answer, he gripped the paper bit by bit tightly in his palm, and tightly twisted it into a ball.

It wasn't until the next day that Shen Zhiyu's fever subsided, and he also woke up from the coma, in a daze, and found himself lying in the room with hot water, towels, and several boxes of pills beside the bed.

At this time, the door was pushed open, Hua Yinong pushed Xia Beiqing in, and found that Shen Zhiyu had woken up, Xia Beiqing hurried forward, tightly grasping Shen Zhiyu's hand, with full Looking at him with worried eyes.

With a hoarse voice, Shen Zhiyu asked weakly: "I...what's wrong..."