Song Tingshang's situation completely stabilized, and Jiang Ke also followed Fu Hansheng back to sleep with confidence.

She had no concerns in her heart, and she slept particularly sweetly until after 10 o'clock the next morning.

It was Nurse Wang’s phone number.

"Director Jiang, come to the ward quickly, Mr. Song is awake."

woke up?

Jiang Ke's heart was filled with bubbles and he quickly got up, put on his clothes in a few seconds, washed and tidied up, and ran to the hospital.

There were still many fans waiting at the front entrance of the hospital. She entered the ward building from the back door of the small.

When he arrived at the ward, Song Tingshang was quietly leaning on the bed, because he had just woken up, his face was a little pale and there was no blood on his lips.

This operation was very harmful to the vitality. Although he woke up, his cheeks were sunken and his body became thinner.

I have to make up for it slowly.

Jiang Ke sighed, but he was still happy. Song Tingshang turned his head when he heard her voice, and a bright smile appeared on his face.

"Why are you getting up?"

Jiang Kehu said to him coldly with a face: "Just finished the operation, the wound has not healed yet. He just moved around like this and was careful of the wound breaking."

What a worry-free one!

Seeing that her face was not good, Song Tingshang smiled and shook his head, "It's okay."

He is not afraid.

With her here, even the King of Hell needs to consider his life, let alone an ordinary wound?

Seeing his expression, Jiang Ke rolled his eyes helplessly.

Well, he knew her so much that he couldn't be scared anymore.

As a doctor, Jiang Ke took the lead in helping him look at the wound. After confirming that his condition was very good and very stable, she breathed a sigh of relief.

"It seems that the operation is very successful, but later recuperation is also very important, so don't take it lightly."

Jiang Ke glanced behind him and heard the news coming in. His voice turned cold, "Don't take the job, you must rest for more than a month, and you must be light in your diet, so don't drink anymore."

Every time she said something, Peng Lu would remember it seriously. When Jiang Ke finished speaking in a cold voice, Peng Lu breathed a sigh of relief.

There are so many things.

"Director Jiang, how long will these dietary taboos take?"

"Always insist on it. You can do a little work a little after a month, but you can't work hard. You should keep your diet light. You can't drink alcohol anymore. If you can't drink irritating drinks, you won't drink them."

Jiang Ke finished speaking coldly, Peng Lu gently tapped the notepad with the tip of the pen in embarrassment, "It's okay for something else, but I'm afraid I can't hold on to this one."

Don't move the wine.

Song Tingshang is the best actor. After recovering from the hospital, he has to go on the road of a celebrity. However, this drink is something that celebrities must encounter when socializing.

How could it be that it wouldn't be drunk?

"Do you have to have a lifelong social engagement?"

Jiang Ke frowned and said coldly: "You can't drink, his life is important!"

This operation did not mean that his heart disease had been completely cured, but it only relieved his condition a lot and pulled him back from the gate of hell, but we must not ignore it.

This disease cannot be eradicated.

If he is stimulated later, his condition will recur again, which will only become more serious.

That time it was deadly!

Seeing that Jiang Ke's face was not good-looking, Peng Lu stuttered twice, and said nothing, and went out with his laptop.

She dared not provoke Jiang Ke now.

Seeing Peng Lu's well-behaved appearance, like a tamed little lamb, Song Tingshang was a little funny and shook his head gently.

"I met you and met her nemesis."

"There's no way, I'm more cruel."

Jiang Ke said indifferently: "Your surgery has been successful this time. You can't do it again after you can. If you don't wake up and restrain yourself, and the disease will occur again, I will be unable to make it happen."

When she said this, she quietly looked at Song Tingshang, her eyes were bright and her face was serious.

Song Tingshang's heart was sank.

He had just become the best actor four years ago. When he was sick, he had to ask her to treat her. At that time, she also told him that he could not treat his body as a joke.

This time again.

She is a doctor and she never jokes about her condition.

Taking a light breath and feeling the faint pain from his chest, Song Tingshang nodded with a wry smile.

“I will pay attention.”

He knew his body could no longer have fun.

Although he is awake now, whenever he breathes, a faint pain will come from his chest, reminding him how thrilling the gates of hell are.

Jiang Ke's face was too heavy. Song Tingshang didn't want to do this. He glanced at Peng Lu's figure outside and spoke easily.

"What's wrong with you and her?"

Before he fainted, Peng Lu met Jiang Ke as if he had lit explosives, and he could touch him.

Now he is as obedient as a little lamb, and the difference between the past and after is too big.

"It's okay, clean up her."

Jiang Ke shook his head gently, "She is disobedient, I will threaten her not to cure you."

She said it easily, and Song Tingshang knew that she was joking and couldn't help but smile.

She is still the one who likes to play tricks.

After chatting for a while, Jiang Ke couldn't help but tell me everything Peng Lu did after his surgery, including the surge of fans hitting the hospital.

She didn't cover up Peng Lu. She told Song Tingshang about how serious the situation was at that time. When Song Tingshang heard that Peng Lu had done such a confused thing, Song Tingshang frowned.

"I understand."

He looked at Jiang Ke in a blink of an eye, "She also wants some popularity and popularity."

"Then you can't be destined to die for these fame and popularity, right?"

Jiang Ke frowned slightly, "Peng Lu wants you to be famous all the time. You have to be careful about your health. No matter how much work she will take for you in the future, do what you can."

The fall of Song Tingshang this time was actually because the workload he had received at Fu Group was too high before.

The work arranged for him by Fu Hansheng is a normal measure, but Peng Lu does not arrange it in the middle. You should know that the total workload was decided by Fu Hansheng, but Peng Lu has full control of the schedule.

She was too anxious.

"Let's talk about it later, I'll pay attention."

Song Tingshang agreed, Jiang Ke didn't say much, and ordered the nurse to take good care of him, and got up and went back to the office.

As soon as I opened the door, I saw the desk full of flowers, various pastries, and many bracelets from Songting Shang’s support clubs. Her head was a little bigger.

What are these?

She stood there in amazement, and Nurse Wang next to her also smiled bitterly.

After barely calming down, Jiang Ke asked Nurse Wang with some trembling hands, "What is this?"

Why are there so many inexplicable things piled up on her desk?

"It was sent by Mr. Song's fans."

Nurse Wang whispered to her, "It's been rumored outside that the operation was successful. It was President Jiang's credit. Fans all said that you are a miracle doctor, so I'll give you some small things to thank you first."
Chapter completed!