In the car, Helianya blamed herself and cried like a tearful person: "Brother, if you hold on a little longer, you will be in the hospital soon." ”

Helian Zhen took a deep breath, although the pain this time was more obvious and intense than the previous times, but after all, he was a doctor, and compared to Helianya's anxiety, he still had some certainty in his heart.

"Don't worry, I'm fine." With a dumb voice, he took a deep breath and said to Helenya.

Helianya's eyes were red, and tears crackled: "How can it be okay, I have never been so painful before." ”

As he spoke, he suddenly thought of the reason for his brother's stomach pain, perhaps because he felt aggrieved and unworthy for him, Helianya's gaze suddenly turned to Jing Yihan's face: "It's all because of her, if it weren't for her, I wouldn't have drunk, and if I didn't drink, I wouldn't have stomach pain!" ”

Hearing her accusation, Jing Yihan, who was also worried, couldn't help but raise his head and glanced at her.

She knows very well that people with stomach problems are indeed not easy to drink, especially liquor, which is particularly irritating to the stomach.

Helian Zhen's gaze also turned to Jing Yihan with Yaya's words, and clearly saw the anxiety and worry in her eyes.

She wanted to pretend to be cold and affectionate, but she couldn't really be indifferent and ignore him.

After a while, the car finally arrived at the Central Hospital, where the vice president personally received Helian Zhen and did a series of stomach tests.

After taking the medicine, Helian Zhen's stomach pain was finally relieved.

The three people who stood in front of the hospital bed like this, a hanging heart finally settled down.

Helianya turned to face the vice president: "What is the situation of my brother now?" ”

She knew that her brother, as a doctor, knew very well that stomach problems could only be recuperated by daily diet and rest, and could not be cured by drugs at all, so he never touched strong alcohol in the past three years. But despite this, as a doctor, he may have to operate on patients anytime and anywhere, and once he enters the operating room, it means that even he does not know when he will be able to come out, because of this, he can't eat three meals a day at all, so the stomach problem cannot be adjusted at all.

"The current situation is not too bad. But ......" The vice president hesitated to glance at Helian Zhen on the hospital bed, and then turned to Helianya: "Stomach disease, it all depends on the word 'raising', the dean was just simple gastritis before, and now because of the long-term irregular diet, he has not taken care of the stomach well, and now it has been converted into chronic gastritis. ”

Hearing the vice dean's answer, Helian Zhen felt that he was making a big fuss: "My own body has my own number." ”

"Brother!" Helianya was dissatisfied with him for always being so reckless: "I used to say that it was okay, but now it's okay, the more it drags on, the more serious it gets, and if it doesn't heal like this, what if it drags on and becomes a major illness?" ”

"That's not going to happen."

Helianya didn't bother to pay attention to him, and turned straight to the doctor: "Say, what is the best way to treat my brother's stomach problem now?" ”

The vice dean first glanced at Helian Zhen, hesitated for a few seconds, and then turned to Helianya.

Just as he was about to speak, the door of the ward was pushed open, and Helian Xian and Chen Qionghua walked in anxiously, followed by Helian and his wife.

"What's going on? Yes? ”

As soon as he came in, Chen Qionghua's anxious gaze immediately fell on the face of He Lianzhen on the hospital bed, and he rushed over and asked eagerly.