"Get out of bed."

Don't wait for the leaf imperial concubine to open mouth, Su Mo cold voice orders a way.

Ye Fei raised her eyes and looked at him for a while. She got up in silence, put on her shoes and stood up.

Su Mo Han glanced at her, did not speak, turned to walk in front of her, ye Fei lowered her head, a bit weak, quietly followed him.

He goes, she goes, he stops, she stops.

Su Mo Han's cold is getting heavier and heavier, and the corridor of the whole hospital is filled with a oppressive and heavy breath.

In fact, he didn't notice the purpose behind him.

A minute later, Su Mo Han stopped and looked down at the head drooping Ye Fei: "where do you want to follow?"

"Ah?" Ye Fei raised her head to the pair of eyes like torch.

Looking around, I found that several doctors in white coats were staying at the door one after another, and their eyes fell on her.

"You can come in." Said a doctor.

Ye Fei subconsciously looks up at Su Mo Han and realizes her action. Su Mo Han's eyes soften a little, but she turns her head to avoid her eyes, with a faint impatience on her face.

Ye Fei has not yet responded, has followed the doctor's steps into an operating room.

The cold wall and operating table in the operating room let Ye Fei step back subconsciously. The strong smell of disinfectant attacked her nerves and made her eyes flash a touch of inexplicable panic.

Su Mohan, who came in, saw the reaction of Ye Fei. His eyebrows twisted, but as a wall, she was firmly blocked behind her, cutting off her retreat and preventing her from retreating.

Bang!

Constantly retreating Ye Fei only felt what she had stepped on under her feet and suddenly bumped into his strong and powerful body.

Looking down, his feet steadily fell on a bright reflective leather shoes, the faint cold fragrance passed into her breath, and ye Fei looked up along his chin, facing Su Mo Han's deep eyes.

Su Mo Han looked at her from a commanding position, pursed his lips and said nothing.

Ye Fei stepped back a few steps, turned her head and looked at several doctors. One of the doctors said, "today, do a routine gastric examination first, and then don't eat. Tomorrow, do a gastroscopy."

Smell speech, ye Fei's head shakes like a rattle drum, looking at the cold operating table and various instruments, ye Fei's face also suddenly turned white.

She didn't know why. Since she recovered her eyesight, she had a strong fear of the operating room. It seemed that as soon as she opened her eyes and saw these cold vessels and tools, she would imagine the lancet and tweezers flying above her eyes in the haze.

"It's just a routine stomach test. There won't be any discomfort." Finally, a woman doctor in a white coat couldn't look down and began to persuade.

"I don't want it!"

Wang Han asked for water from the doctor's eyes.

Su Mo Han wrung his eyebrows: "what kind of tricks are you playing?"

Ye Fei's thin lips trembled, but she couldn't say for a long time. Therefore, she didn't understand why, when she opened her eyes, she would have this fear.

Su Mo Han once again said in a cold voice: "hum, don't play this kind of trick of being hard to get with me. You'd better be more sensible and interesting while I have patience."