The hospital has already taken care of it.
Huo Yao went directly to the ward.
The person lying on the hospital bed had his eyes tightly closed, and except for the data displayed on the instrument next to him moving slowly, he could barely see the ups and downs of his chest breathing.
Huo Yao walked to the bed, cast a cold look, then pulled the chair beside him, stretched out his hand, and rested his fingertips on Mr. Song's pulse.
Min Yu next to her, after she took the pulse, said with a little surprise: "I thought you wouldn't care."
Huo Yao took out the silver needle from his bag and didn't look up at him, "It's so boring to die."
Wouldn't it be nice to see myself end up with a bad ending
A silver needle in Huo Yao's hand had already entered the acupuncture point, and after a while, she said lightly, "What's more, it's a vocation for a doctor to save people."
Min Yu glanced at her, it is normal for anyone to say this, but her place should be called horror.
"Can people still be saved?" he asked.
Huo Yao tilted her head and gave another injection, "Have you ever seen Alzheimer's disease?" After a pause, she added to herself: "The kind that can see and hear, but can't react. "
For some people, it is not necessarily good to be alive. On the contrary, it is possible to be liberated after death.
Min Yu understood the meaning of this, so he didn't ask any more questions, and walked to the side, waiting for her.
About ten minutes later, Huo Yao put away the needle, looked up at the data on the instrument next to him, and found that the values of several whispering normal standards had gradually recovered.
Huo Yao looked away, squeezed his wrist, and walked to Min Yu's side, "Let's go."
Seeing her movements, Min Yu said yes, and took the initiative to hold her right wrist, rubbing her fingertips with moderate strength, and led the person out of the ward.
Taking the elevator downstairs, when he walked out of the hospital, the cold night wind blew away Huo Yao's remaining alcohol.
In fact, the wrist was no longer sore, but the gentle pinching of the fingertips continued, Huo Yao's eyelashes moved slightly, and he tilted his head to look at Min Yu beside him.
Under the spread coat is a black turtleneck sweater, which makes the outline of his entire profile delicate and three-dimensional, and there is no flaw at all when viewed sideways.
This good-looking person really has the ability to seduce people's hearts and souls.
Huo Yao commented in his heart.
Walking to the parking lot, Min Yu opened the door and waited for Huo Yao to sit in the co-pilot before he got into the car. Just as he started the engine, the phone in his pocket rang.
He took it out to look at the caller ID, and quickly pressed the answer button.
As soon as the call was connected, Ms. Nie's gentle voice came over the phone, "I heard your uncle came back and said that you took that little girl to dinner with you today."
Min Yu hummed lightly, "You called specifically to ask this?"
"Are you drunk?" Nie Su asked after being silent for a few seconds.
Min Yu rested his hand on the door frame, rubbed the space between his brows with his fingertips, "Who do you think I am?"
"Oh." Nie Su's voice sounded a little regretful, "Mom thinks that people can't be too serious."
Min Yu: "..."
"If there's nothing else to do, hang up first." Min Yu coughed, and without waiting for Ms. Nie to speak, she unilaterally announced the end of the chat.
Throwing the phone into the box next to him, he turned the steering wheel and drove away from the hospital.
On the way back, Ms. Nie's reminders kept ringing in my ears.
*
On the other side, Song Qi hurried back to Ji's house.
The first thing I do when I get home is to go back to my room and turn on my computer.
At the beginning of the month, I want to have the cheek to ask for a monthly pass~(>_<)~
(end of this chapter)