Chapter 92

For him to complete the pulse, AI has almost known that he is now acute gastroenteritis.

Another stomachache may cause other symptoms.

At this point, it is best to send the patient to the hospital for treatment.

Xiao AI calls Mo fan and pan Shuang and they come in and send Qiao Minghe to the hospital.

Mo fan and pan Shuang saw the president with a white face, although they were usually steady and scared.

They all know that the president has always had a special master of traditional Chinese medicine and nutritionist to take care of his body, so his immunity and resistance are very strong.

When we got to the hospital, the doctors here had been informed to wait outside the emergency room.

Xiaoai watched them push Qiao Minghe in, and after emergency treatment, she stabilized her condition.

It's not a serious illness, but AI finds Mo fan and pan Shuang extremely nervous.

This is even more proof of her previous thought that Qiao Minghe should have suffered a very serious injury.

After being transferred to the senior VIP ward, because of Qiao Minghe's identity, there are still nurses to accompany him throughout the whole process.

Xiao AI pulls Mo fan out. She knows that Mo fan has been with Qiao Minghe since many years ago. They grew up together.

So, many things, Mo fan must know.

"Did Joe have some serious injuries before?" AI's eyes were fixed on Mo fan. She knew that Mo fan could not tell her without Qiao Minghe's permission.

But she wanted to guess whether she was right or not by his reaction.

Mo fan's lips slightly pursed, reached out to lift the precious glasses on the bridge of his nose, and said with a light smile, "why does Miss AI suddenly ask?"

"You just say it, do you have it or not?" AI asked him.

"Our president, who dares to hurt?" Besides you, who dares to hurt our president!

At last, Mo fan didn't say it.

Mo fan's calm black eyes slightly open, looking at the little AI in front of her eyes, does she really remember anything?

"I'm curious. Why do you suddenly ask?" Mo fan asked.

"I just suddenly felt that his body seemed a little delicate, so I asked." AI doesn't want to expose her knowledge of medicine.

"Is it?" Mo Fan said softly, then turned around and went into the ward.

Small AI Leng is in place, this Mo fan is human essence simply, just under oneself impulse ask, won't cause his what doubt or guess!

Qiaominghe's pulse is big and weak, which is likely to be caused by internal injury and long illness. Because of the deficiency of yin and blood, the deficiency of Yang Qi, the deficiency of Yang and the external floating.

But he is very strong, like the God of war, and can't see any clue at all.

Even Xiaoai, a doctor, can't see from any of his appearances.

But now what Xiaoai can conclude is that he suffered a serious injury before, but somehow, he didn't take good care of himself and hurt his vitality.

It may have something to do with his violent temper, AI guessed.

When AI entered the ward again, Qiao Minghe was still sleeping.

She pulled a chair and sat in front of his bed, looking at his handsome face, which was slightly restored to blood color.

Mo fan saw her come in, but he went out.

In the corridor of the hospital, Mo fan calls master Tao, President of the Chinese Medicine Association who has been recuperating for the president.

Let the president know today.

"Some time ago, I recuperated for Minghe. His heart hurt a lot. This time, gastroenteritis, should be an external factor, not an internal cause of low immunity. When you come back, I will come to the manor once. " Said master Tao.

"No, our president may come in person." Mo fan felt that the president must not want Xiaoai to know that he had suffered a serious injury before because of her, and because of her sudden departure, the injury worsened several times.

After the phone call, Mo fan felt relieved.

It seems that the president's gastroenteritis at night is due to the unclean food on the ground, and there is no other reason.

When returning to the ward, Mo Fan said to Xiao AI, "you should go to have a rest first! Otherwise, when the president wakes up and sees that you are here all the time, he will be distressed. "

Xiaoai looked up and smiled at him. "It's OK. I'm here with him."

At dawn, Qiao Minghe woke up with a numb hand.

As soon as he opened his eyes, he saw AI, who was holding his hand and sleeping soundly.

This girl, at first, may just hold his hand to sleep, but when she falls asleep, she changes to pressure.

Qiao Minghe's fingers moved a little. He was numb.

But he didn't plan to take it back. She held her hand tightly, and his face was still on it. He didn't want to wake her up for some reason.

Seeing that he woke up, Mo fan hurriedly got up and walked over. He was about to speak, but he still tied the other hand of the infusion tube, and made a silent move towards Mo fan to let him not wake up Xiaoai.

Mo fan had to shut up and dare not make a sound.

I really feel sorry for my president. I've been pressed and can't move. How uncomfortable!

Fortunately, Xiaoai was also woken up by urination. She rubbed her eyes and was about to get up when she found that Qiao Minghe was looking at her with dark eyes.

"You wake up!" Xiaoai looked at his bright eyes, inexplicably very happy.

He seems to be recovering well and should not be in pain.

Qiao Minghe nodded slightly: "why don't you go to bed?"

There is a comfortable bed in this VIP ward.

"It's more comfortable to sleep on your stomach like this!" AI smiled and said, "I'll go to the bathroom."

After Xiaoai left, Qiao Minghe just shook off his hands which had been numb for a long time.

Mo fan second realizes, hurriedly comes to massage for president.

As he pressed, he quietly looked at the president.

Mr. President, do you need to spoil a woman like this?

His hands are numb, but also consider not to disturb her sleep.

Just thinking about it, Qiao Minghe suddenly shot a sharp light in his eyes.

Mo fan's hand was so frightened that he couldn't help but draw his lips.

No!

Is that how the president sees through his mind?

Mo fan is troubled for a while, and follows the president. Don't really want to have a little different heart.

He is too omnipotent, too omniscient. It's like having a pair of heavenly eyes, which can see through any calculation or different small ideas in your heart.

Mo fan only feels that he is really walking on thin ice in front of the president. He should not only be careful, but also understand the decision and meaning of the president's next step from time to time.

When Xiaoai went to the bathroom and came back, Mo fan had taken back his hand massaging for the president.

Qiao Minghe's hand numbness is much better.

"Go to bed!" Said Jo Minh to the little Irwin.

"Are you still sleepy?" Xiaoai smiled and went to the bed and asked him.

"No more!" Said Jo Minh.

"I don't have any, let's do something interesting." AI suggested.

"Interesting things?" Qiao Minghe picked up his eyebrows. His black eyes were shining brightly, as if with a hint of ponder: "you are sure, I am still a little weak now."

Xiaoai knew that he misunderstood the meaning of his words and blushed with a brush.

"I mean we can't sleep anyway. Let's play a game." AI quickly corrected.

"Good!" Qiao Minghe looks at her in his spare time and nods.

Xiaoai takes out her mobile phone, and looks at Qiao Minghe and Mo fan. Pan Shuang says, "there are many people, so it's fun!"

"Good!"

"We all use mobile phones to shake the color. The biggest one is to ask the smallest one. We must be honest. If you can't tell the truth for any reason, you should pay 100 yuan as compensation. "

Xiaoai would like to ask for some answers in this way.

Everyone agreed and began to use mobile phones to shake the color.

In the first round, AI was the biggest. I don't know if Qiao Minghe deliberately let her have the chance to ask questions, but he was the smallest.

"Ask!" Qiao Minghe looks at AI. He also wants to know what she wants to ask.

"You've had a lot of injuries before, and because of various other reasons, you recovered so slowly that you almost broke down at one time?" At the risk of being suspected of being proficient in medicine, AI asked.

She really wants to know his past situation. A powerful man like Qiao Minghe, as Mo Fan said, really can't be hurt by anyone.

But she was sure that he had been injured and that his body had been greatly affected.

On one side, Mo fan and pan Shuang's face changed inexplicably, as if they were nervous and afraid. They were worried about the president's reaction.

"Yes!" Qiao Minghe nodded, but his eyes were clear, and there was a quiet smile on his handsome face.

AI is a little surprised. She looks at Mo fan.

Mo fan takes a deep sigh of relief and shrugs at her. She is helpless about her lies.

"Who was hurt?" AI asked again.

"Miss AI, a question has passed!" On one side, Mo Fan said with a smile.

Little AI Bai takes a look at him, takes his cell phone and starts to shake the color again.

This time Xiaoai has become the last.

"It's my turn to ask you!" Qiao Minghe leaned back on the head of the bed, and the whole man did not lose his noble momentum because of illness.

"You ask!" AI watched him closely and wondered what he would ask himself.

"How do you know I was hurt?" Asked Jo Minh.

"I'm a pharmacist, and naturally I know something about medicine. I found it when I felt your pulse. " AI said truthfully.

"Do you really just know a little bit about medicine?" On one side, Mo fan couldn't help asking.

Really just know a little bit of medicine, can only a pulse, can see the hidden diseases in the president's adult body, even if he has been seriously injured, can you see it?

"I'm sorry, but you're not qualified to ask questions." Xiaoai chuckled, and then began a new round of color.

This time, AI won again.

"Qiao Minghe, I asked you, the night we were in the hotel, I was really under Tong old medicine? Really with you? "