Even though he said that, Wan Milai was still scared out of his wits.
"How did she get shot? Was it Xiao Rui? "Wan Milai couldn't associate Tang Bao with a dangerous weapon like a gun.
However, Tang Bao had spoken to Xiao Rui on the phone before she left.
Then, something happened. If it wasn't related to her, then what was it?
"I'm not sure."
"It must be her. How can that idiot be so vicious!" As expected of a best friend, they even scolded each other. "No, I have to go to the hospital to see her."
"You don't have to go."
"Why?" Wan Milai asked.
"You can't get through to her phone, right?" Zhou Zhisen asked with a sense of elite shrewdness.
"How do you know?"
"Why would you ask me if I could get through?"
"I really can't get through. I don't know what's going on. Is there something wrong with her phone?"
"I think that in order to let President Tang recover, Young Master Di probably turned off her phone. In other words, no one can go to see President Tang unless she fully recovers and is discharged from the hospital. So, even if you go, you won't be able to see her. "
"Then I'll just wait like this?"
"The most important thing is that President Tang can recover."
Wan Milai thought about it and agreed.
The most important thing was that Tang Bao was safe and sound.
However, when he walked out of the office, Wan Milai still clutched his heart.
It was too f * cking scary.
She was shot. Where was she shot?
Was she saved because her life was hanging by a thread?
What a worrisome guy.
When Zhang Li brought the food over, he asked He Jue, "Is there anyone taking care of Young Madam? Why don't you tell Young Master Di to let me stay and take care of Young Madam? Can you let the nurse take care of her? "
"Young Master Di is taking care of her."
"Ah? Young Master Di? "Zhang Li thought that this was good.
After Young Madam recovered and was discharged from the hospital, the two of them should be able to reconcile!
For Tang Bao, she would rather let Zhang Li take care of her, even if it was a nurse.
Because she still had a catheter under her.
She watched Di Haotian change her urine bag.
Every time, Tang Bao's head had to shrink into the blanket.
It was too embarrassing.
Tang Bao seemed to have just remembered that she might be pregnant.
If she was pregnant, would the bullet affect the child in the womb when it went through her waist?
Did the doctors find out that she was pregnant when they rescued her?
In that case, did everyone know that she was pregnant?
However, looking at Di Haotian's expression, he could not tell anything.
The director came to the ward again. She was a bespectacled woman in her fifties. She looked capable and experienced.
He changed the dressing for the Tang Bao and did various body checks.
"He's recovering well. Now, I'm going to remove the catheter. It's going to hurt a little, so hold your breath," said the director.
"Wait!" Just as the director was about to make a move, Tang Bao stopped him. Then, he looked at Di Haotian. "Can you go out?"
"Why?"
"I'm sorry," Tang Bao said.
Di Haotian frowned and stared at Tang Bao.
The dean stood there and smiled awkwardly. "You won't see it."
"That won't do," Tang Bao insisted.
Di Haotian's face was cold. In the end, he compromised and turned around to leave.
Tang Bao deliberately sent Di Haotian away.
"Do you have something to ask me?" The director naturally saw something and asked lovingly.
Tang Bao was stunned.
If the director could see it, then Di Haotian could see it too, right?
Forget it. She would just ask in a more subtle way.
"Other than the gunshot wound, is there anything else wrong with my body?"
"No. The gunshot wound didn't hurt any vital parts, so don't worry too much. "
"Other than that, there's nothing else?"
"Where else do you feel uncomfortable? You can tell me, but I won't tell anyone else. "
Tang Bao thought, 'How can I trust you?'
She was not stupid.
"It's nothing. Since there's nothing wrong with my body, then there's no problem," Tang Bao said.
"Then, shall I remove it for you now?"
"Okay," Tang Bao said.
The director pulled the urinary catheter and said, "Hold your breath."
Not only did Tang Bao hold her breath, but she also closed her eyes.
She felt the urinary catheter being pulled out all of a sudden, and there was a burning pain all the way.
"It's done."
"Ugh …" Tang Bao groaned in pain.
"It'll be done in a few minutes."
"Thank you, Director."
Then, Tang Bao watched the director leave.
She thought, 'She shouldn't be pregnant, right?
If she was, how could the director not know?
It could be seen during the surgery.
But why didn't her period come? '
When the director walked out, Di Haotian looked over sharply. Without waiting for him to speak, the director said, "She asked if there were any other problems with her body."
"How's the examination?"
"There's no problem. She's recovering well."
Tang Bao was right. The director and Di Haotian were in cahoots.
"Remove the urinary catheter and let her get out of bed properly. Lying down won't tear the wound, but lying flat will hurt. She can only sleep on her side. "
While Tang Bao was still confused about why her period didn't come, Di Haotian pushed the door open and came in.
Tang Bao's gaze fell on Di Haotian's tall figure and then looked away.
"Get up and walk."
"Huh? I can get up? That's great! I'm about to fall asleep. "Tang Bao felt that other than the discomfort in her wound, everything else was fine.
Di Haotian went over and picked her up. He sat on the bed and helped her put on her shoes.
Tang Bao looked at Di Haotian, who squatted down to help her put on her shoes. Looking at his thick black hair, she felt as if she was reading a comic book.
Tang Bao didn't think that she took the bullet for Di Haotian just to let everything go back to the past without any grudges.
She just felt that she had done what she should do.
But it couldn't erase the unbearable betrayal.
Di Haotian hugged Tang Bao and walked slowly in the corridor outside. They were very close.
There were also bodyguards in the corridor, which made Tang Bao feel a little embarrassed.
"Does the wound hurt?" Di Haotian asked again after a few steps.
Tang Bao shook her head. "It doesn't hurt."
After a moment, Tang Bao asked, "Between the two of us, whose wound is more serious?"
"Mine."
"It seems so. At that time, I felt that your wound was quite serious. I could get out of bed in a few days. Can I be discharged from the hospital? "
"Stay in the hospital for observation."
Tang Bao didn't like the smell of the hospital, but there was nothing she could do.
Even if she wanted to go back, Di Haotian wouldn't allow it.
Thinking about it, she and Di Haotian each had a hole in their bodies. Was this considered a match?
However, Tang Bao thought that it would be ugly for a girl to have such a scar on her body that couldn't be removed.
Moreover, it was on a conspicuous waist.
"Di Haotian."
"Yes?"
"Do you know a doctor who is good at plastic surgery? When the time comes, can the gunshot scar on my waist be fixed? It doesn't look good if I keep it. "Tang Bao didn't mean anything else. It was just a kind of beauty mentality.
"Besides me, who else do you want to show it to?" Di Haotian asked expressionlessly.
Tang Bao stopped in her tracks and looked at Di Haotian's chiseled side profile.
When Di Haotian turned his face, he was met with a pair of deep and dark eyes.
What did Di Haotian mean by this?
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