Chapter 10 Hurry up and Send Mr. Qiao to the VIP Ward

Qiao Chen's voice was hoarse, and it took a little effort to speak: "You don't have to worry about me."

Qiao Mianmian pursed her lips tightly.

How could it be possible not to worry.

Qiao Chen was the only relative she cared about in this world.

Originally, everything was fine.

But at Qiao Chen's sports meeting in his third year of high school, he suddenly fainted while running.

Then it was found out that he had congenital heart disease.

Once this kind of disease occurs, it is very dangerous. He went into shock today, and he was almost unable to be rescued.

Seeing her worry, Qiao Chen smiled slightly on his pale lips, reached out and patted the back of her hand, pretending to be relaxed, "I'm really fine, don't you think I'm fine now?"

"Chenchen, you..."

Qiao Mianmian's eyes turned red, and just as she was about to say something, the door of the ward was pushed open.

A group of doctors and nurses walked in.

Qiao Mianmian knew the leader, he was the vice president of the hospital.

She looked at the group of people who came in, froze for a moment, and frowned slightly: "You..."

"Miss Qiao, we are here to change Mr. Qiao's ward."

The deputy dean's attitude was very polite, even a little respectful.

Qiao Mianmian was taken aback for another moment, her heart skipped a beat, her expression changed: "Change ward? Where should I go?"

It seems that the Qiao family already knew about her breakup with Su Ze.

Qiao's father was originally unwilling to treat Qiao Chen, thinking that his illness could not be cured, and spending so much money to stay in the hospital was a waste of money.

But she was worried about her marriage contract with Su Ze, so she didn't dare to make things too ugly.

Now that she and Su Ze have broken up, naturally she doesn't have to worry about anything.

Oh, it's really real.

Qiao Mianmian was both angry and sad. Sometimes, she really doubted whether she and Qiao Chen had picked them up from outside. Qiao Anxin was Father Qiao's real daughter.

The deputy dean said politely: "I let Mr. Qiao live here before, and I wronged him. We will immediately transfer him to the VIP ward, and then arrange the most professional medical team to treat Mr. Qiao."

After finishing speaking, the vice president commanded: "Hurry up and send Mr. Qiao to the VIP ward."

Qiao Mianmian didn't expect this to happen.

She opened her eyes wide in surprise, and stared blankly at the vice president.

Qiao Chen, who was lying on the hospital bed, also looked puzzled, and asked in a low voice: "Sister, what's going on here."

Qiao Mianmian blinked, with a confused expression on her face: "I don't know either..."

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The condition of the VIP ward is n times better than that of the ordinary ward.

Not to mention one person per room, and it is still a set of one ward.

The ward has a bedroom, a living room, a kitchen, and a bathroom. It can be said that it is fully furnished. When you open the window, you can see a large green landscape outside.

What filled the air was not the pungent smell of disinfectant, but a pleasant faint floral fragrance.

"Miss Qiao, Mr. Qiao, are you satisfied after looking at it?" The deputy dean lowered his head and said respectfully, "If there is something unsatisfactory, we will modify it immediately."

Qiao Mianmian: "...Very satisfied, thank you!"

The vice president breathed a sigh of relief: "That's good, we won't disturb the rest of you two. If you need to press the service bell, someone will come to serve you right away."