Personal Security

Chapter 466 I Like You

Chapter 466 I like you

Not only did Dongfang Wenjing's head not move away, but she leaned closer to Zhao Jianhui's arms. Snuggling against his body, Dongfang Wenjing felt that her frightened heart was much more at ease. A man's broad mind is a woman's haven of tranquility. Only by leaning in his arms can Dongfang Wenjing feel safe.

The door to the inner room made a gentle creaking sound, and then, a short female doctor wearing a large white mask walked out, followed by two tall female assistants. The three of them glanced at Zhao Jianhui with blank eyes, and at the same time fixed their eyes on Dongfang Wenjing.

Dongfang Wenjing had already stood up, looked at the female doctor standing in the middle, and asked nervously: "How is my father?"

"Miss Dongfang, we just examined Mr. Dongfang's body thoroughly and found that although he is still in a coma, his vital signs are much stronger than those of the past few days. This means that he is recovering. It should be said that he has a craniotomy. The surgery went very successfully.”

"Well, Director Mao, can I go in and see him..." Dongfang Wenjing looked at the female doctor with pleading eyes and asked.

The female doctor shook her head: "Miss Dongfang, supposedly, this is a high-end ICU ward where you live. If you really want to go in and see Mr. Dongfang, it is not absolutely impossible to do it after disinfection. But what Mr. Dongfang does is to open the ward." Cranial surgery is carefully cared for by professional doctors and nurses. You should trust our hospital and the professional medical staff who are better suited to take care of Mr. Dongfang than you."

Zhao Jianhui smiled and said to the female doctor: "Director Mao, the ICU ward is an intensive care unit. Entering by non-medical personnel can easily cause bacterial infection of the patient, so family members are not allowed to visit. We all understand this truth, but as children, You understand the worry and anxiety you feel when you learn that the old man is seriously ill but can only look at him from a distance through the big glass. Tell me, you will also agree to Miss Dongfang going in to take a look at Mr. Dongfang, right?"

"Haha, young man, what you said makes sense, and I understand how Miss Dongfang feels. However, I am Mr. Dongfang's attending physician, and I am responsible for the patient's health. I have just said, what are you doing? As long as you really want to enter the high-end single-person ICU ward, I will not stop you... However, I believe you will care more about the patient's safety than me..." Director Mao smiled and reached out to rub the brim of his hat. With a little messy hair, he walked out with two assistants.

Dongfang Wenjing threw herself into Zhao Jianhui's arms, hugged Zhao Jianhui tightly and cried bitterly: "Tell me, my father is really going to be okay, right?"

It was obvious that Dongfang Wenjing felt so miserable and helpless at this moment. Zhao Jianhui hugged her shoulders tightly and comforted in a low voice: "Didn't you hear what Director Mao said? Uncle's surgery was very successful and his physiological functions are recovering. He will be fine. Don't worry. ”

"Well..." Dongfang Wenjing nodded vigorously, as if she had great trust in Zhao Jianhui's words. In fact, it was also to strengthen her confidence.

"Let's go in and see dad, otherwise I won't be relieved." Dongfang Wenjing said, a little embarrassed to raise her hand to wipe the tears from the corner of her eyes, but her right hand kept holding Zhao Jianhui's hand tightly and pushed it away. He opened the door to the inner room.

Behind this door is a corridor more than ten meters long and two meters wide, with white walls on one side and a large bright glass curtain wall on the other. Inside the glass wall is a large room with a hospital bed. Surrounding the hospital bed are ventilators, monitors, infusion pumps, pacemakers, ice blankets and other modern medical equipment.

A doctor in a white coat was sitting in front of the hospital bed, wiping the forehead of Dongfang Longfei who was lying on the bed. There were also two young nurses wearing pink skirts and nurse uniforms and pink nurse caps, staring closely at him. On the instrument display, look at the data displayed on it and record it.

Looking at Dongfang Longfei, who was covered with a thin white sheet and with a white gauze on his head, Zhao Jianhui felt solemn in his heart. He couldn't help but lament the impermanence and helplessness of life. No matter how powerful a person he was, once he is stricken by a disease, no matter how serious it is, Your heroic spirit must also be polished off.

Although Zhao Jianhui has never met Dongfang Longfei, he imagines that he can turn a small construction company into a large listed group company with a market value of nearly 100 billion. Such a character has quite a lot of character and personality.

Such people, without exception, are people with a strong desire for control. But at this moment, he could only lie there quietly, helplessly handing over his life to the two or three women inside. If Dongfang Longfei knew it now, he would definitely not be willing to accept it. But no matter how unwilling he is, he can only lie there and accept the mercy of others at this moment.

Life and death, not to mention family members and close relatives, even I can't help it.

Looking at her motionless and unconscious father inside, Dongfang Wenjing couldn't help but shed tears again. Zhao Jianhui comforted him softly, but he felt that the words he said were so feeble.

Helping Dongfang Wenjing walk back to the outside, the two of them sat on the sofa. Dongfang Wenjing gently put her head on Zhao Jianhui's shoulder, and fell asleep soon after. Knowing that Dongfang Wenjing must not have had a good rest these past few days, even though he knew that it was very uncomfortable for her to fall asleep like this, Zhao Jianhui still did not dare to move for fear of waking her up and preventing her from having a good rest.

Although Zhao Jianhui hoped from the bottom of his heart that Dongfang Wenjing could sleep a little longer, things often backfired. Less than ten minutes after Dongfang Wenjing fell asleep, the door to the ward outside was suddenly pushed open. The first thing that entered the room was a bright silver high-heeled leather sandal, followed by half of it. Beautiful legs in black stockings.

Immediately afterwards, Dongfang Wenying, wearing a yellow dress and black stockings with flowing hair, walked in with a smile. Her skin is very white, and her white and tender skin can be seen from the skirt near her neck.

The lotus petal-like neckline is wide and low, the slender neck hanging with a gold necklace and Kaohsiung's white chest look very smooth, as if shining with ### light under the light. In her arms, she carried a small handbag of the same color as the leather sandals on her feet. Her thighs were very slender, and a pair of black stockings decorated her two white thighs more sexy.

As soon as she entered the door, Dongfang Wenying glanced at Zhao Jianhui sitting on the sofa. The smile on her face suddenly stiffened. She opened her mouth and was about to say something. Zhao Jianhui raised a finger in front of her lips and made a slight hiss. Dongfang Wenying gently pointed to the sofa on the other side with his hand. Walking over to do it, my stomach was full of doubts and confusion, and I didn't know what the relationship between my uncle and sister was with Zhao Jianhui. Looking at her sleeping so peacefully and securely in Zhao Jianhui's arms, no matter what the relationship between these two people was. In this way, it is certain that they are all special.

Seeing Zhao Jianhui closing his eyes again and holding Dongfang Wenjing in one arm, he looked so cherished and tender. Dongfang Wenying couldn't help but feel an uncontrollable anger.

This man has never looked at him directly. The contempt for him in his eyes is not intentional at all, but comes from deep inside.

Originally, he didn't like him, but now he is holding his uncle and sister so tenderly, and he is afraid of waking her up and won't even say a word to him. Could it be that Dongfang Wenjing is a treasure in your heart, my dear? Are you worse than a straw stick in your heart?

Zhao Jianhui, you are very bullying. No matter what, I am also the chairman of Dongfang Construction Group, and at the worst, I am a beautiful woman in her prime. You treat me like this. If I can swallow this breath, My name is not Dongfang Wenying.

Dongfang Wenying sat on the sofa, her face turning blue and white, and there was nowhere to vent the anger in her heart. She looked at him, Zhao Jianhui, and then at the sleeping Dongfang Wenjing who was sleeping on his shoulder. She stood up suddenly, her high heels clicking loudly on the ground. She reached out and opened the door and stepped out. The door opened. There was a loud click.

Zhao Jianhui shook his head: "It's your own fault that makes you miserable, haha..."

Dongfang Wenjing woke up suddenly. She raised her head from his arms and looked up. She blushed and said, "I'm sorry, why did I fall asleep? Who came just now? I thought I heard the door ringing?"

Zhao Jianhui smiled, stretched out his hands to hold her delicate and beautiful face and said, "Your sister Dongfang Wenying. It's a pity that she didn't have the patience to wait for you to wake up and have a good talk with you. She couldn't seize the opportunity herself. I can’t blame anyone else.”

Dongfang Wenjing was silent for a moment, then she broke away from his hands and asked, "Do you know her? Do you..."

"I don't have any relationship with her. If I do, she can barely be regarded as my sister-in-law. Other than that, we have no relationship at all." Zhao Jianhui said, hugging Dongfang Wenjing to his chest again. .

"She...he is your sister-in-law...Oh, you are so bad, I didn't say I wanted to marry you? Besides, aren't you already married? Do you still want to..." Dongfang Wenjing felt ashamed and confused He whispered resentfully.

"Wen Jing, you know my heart, and I know yours. We may be destined by God. Don't say whether I'm married or not, and don't think about whether I'm a good person or a bad person. I like you, as long as you like me too That's all I need, I don't want the two of us to miss each other so painfully without being able to have each other..." Zhao Jianhui said as he hugged Dongfang Wenjing even tighter.

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