Chapter 982: Concession (7)

Dr. Luo called Han Zhi back to the hospital, Cheng Weiwan was not aware of it.
Han Zhi returned to the hospital without first visiting Cheng Han in the ward, but went directly to Dr. Luo's office.
After chatting for nearly two hours and determining Cheng Han's treatment plan, Han Zhi got up and left Dr. Luo's office.
Dr. Luo originally wanted to send Han Zhihui downstairs. On the way out of his office, Dr. Luo always told Han Zhihui that Cheng Han had a great chance of successful operation and promised to use his best efforts to make Cheng Han returned to health as soon as possible.
Han Zhihui listened to his ears, but there was not much emotion floating on his face. When he was almost in front of the elevator, Han Zhihui said, "Hanhan, it will trouble you more."
Dr. Luo smiled: "Mr. Han, wherever you say, this is what I should do."
"Well." Han Zhihui seemed to carelessly respond, and then after a while, he said, "Go ahead and don't have to send me."
Dr. Luo did not talk too much with Han Zhi, and said, "Mr. Han, I will leave you alone. Please slow down."
Han Zhihui didn't speak, nodded his head, and when the elevator door opened, he said "Goodbye" to Dr. Luo, and then stepped into the elevator without waiting for Dr. Luo's "Goodbye" to say.
Walking out of the emergency building, Han Zhihui smoked a cigarette, then raised his foot and walked to the hospital building.
Take the elevator and reach the floor where Cheng Han is located. After Han Zhi returned, he stood in front of the elevator for a little while before stepping towards the ward where Cheng Han lived.
Dr. Luo gave Cheng Han the medicine the day before yesterday. Cheng Han, who had a fever, returned to the ward where he lived.
The nanny called him yesterday, something happened in her hometown and took a few days off.
It's almost time for supper, but the housekeeper should be home to take the meal. There are only Cheng Weiwan and Cheng Han in the ward.
Cheng Han had a hanging needle on his wrist, and more than half of the liquid in the infusion bottle.
Probably due to the onset of the drug effect, Cheng Han was lying on the bed and was asleep.
Cheng Weiwan sat by the hospital bed, staring at Cheng Han intently.
She looked at him sideways, he couldn't see the expression on her face, but he could feel the breath from her, and she looked at Cheng Han's eyes with tender care.
She stretched out her hand from time to time and touched Cheng Han's cheek with a touch of affection.
The evening sunlight, through the window, spilled half of the golden room in the ward.
The picture looks warm and eye-catching, making Han Zhihui staring through the window on the door staring at it.
After a long time, Cheng Weiwan looked up and glanced at the liquid in the infusion bottle. Then she turned around, pulled open the drawer of the bedside table, and pulled out a fruit knife from the inside.
She turned her back to him, only to see that she had taken the fruit knife, and did not know what she had done after the fruit knife reached her hand.
He suddenly remembered that she was taking antidepressants and stared at her back for a while. Seeing that she had no other actions for a long time, a bad hunch suddenly appeared in his heart. Open the door, rushed to the bed, and grabbed her wrist.
The words "what are you doing" he wanted to say before he could say it, he saw her peeled apple in her other hand.
It turned out that she was cutting apples... he was nervous...