Chapter 300 The Red Mark on Her Chin

Gu mohan looked at little treasure for a long time without knowing why, and then he looked at Qin Baiye doubtfully.

Qin Baiye, who had been focused on holding little treasure, couldn't help but curl his lips when he saw gu mohan. Although he wasn't as exaggerated as little treasure, he was obviously trying to hold back his laughter.

Gu mohan was even more surprised, so he turned to look at the only "Normal person" beside him."

Although jian mengqi didn't smile, the reason why she didn't smile was because she was used to it. Receiving gu mohan's look for help, she raised her hand and nodded at her chin. She curled her lips and said, "Remind you several times to wipe your face. Who told you not to listen? This is embarrassing, right?"

"Ang?"

Gu mohan was taken aback, then subconsciously reached out to touch his chin, only to feel that there was a dry, sticky porridge stain that seemed to have dried. Oh, he was too anxious about ye zhiqiao's illness just now, so he forgot about this.

The laughter of little treasure and Qin Baiye resounded throughout the ward. Gu mohan was so embarrassed that he left their direction without any momentum. Then he rushed into the bathroom.

Looking at himself in the mirror, gu mohan could not help but laugh. The place where the porridge was spilled was so tricky that it covered the tip of his chin. It looked like he had a white beard and his strong facial features made him look ridiculous.

No wonder little treasure laughed like that.

Gu mohan shook his head helplessly, turned on the tap and began to wash his face.

The sound of "Clatter" came to an end. Gu mohan took out a towel to wipe his face. When he glanced at the mirror, Yu Guangzhong suddenly appeared a little strange.

"Eh? What is this?"

Gu mohan muttered, leaned his head closer to the mirror, and poked his chin with a finger.

There was an irregular red mark the size of a coin on his chin, which looked like a burn.

"Was it scalded by porridge?" After going out, jian mengqi asked him.

Gu mohan shook his head, "I don't know, but the burn should hurt, right? This... Doesn't hurt."

Jian mengqi and Qin Baiye looked at each other in confusion. Jian mengqi thought about it carefully and said with a frown, "It should be scalded. I don't want to feed you porridge yet. Yes, of course not. It's so big and ugly. I wouldn't have missed it if I had it."

After what jian mengqi said, gu mohan also thought it would be a burn.

In any case, this kind of thing on his face was a bit of a loss of image. Even the young master gu who had never had a pimple was very surprised and decided to put up a number to confirm the treatment.

However, the sitting doctor in the department of dermatology looked, touched, and touched, and took a medical flashlight for half a day, the result was not a burn.

Gu mohan was confused and asked worriedly, "What else can it be if it's not hot? It's not a skin disease, is it?"

The doctor put down his flashlight, shook his head and said, "That's not true. It should be caused by some kind of chemical contamination, but it's not harmful to the body. After a while, he will be back to normal, and there is no need for a molecular test."

"Chemicals?" Gu mohan frowned and thought to himself, isn't the porridge on his chin? How did it become a chemical?

When he returned to the ward, he asked the question from the bottom of his heart. After hearing this, jian mengqi was even more surprised than he was.

"Chemicals?! The doctor said that?" Asked jian mengqi as she approached him.

Gu mohan nodded as he wet ye zhiqiao's lips with a cotton swab and replied, "But the doctor said it's not dangerous. It'll be fine in a few days."

"But... But I really only spilled porridge..." She asked Qin Baiye, "Is there anything like that in the porridge?"

Qin Baiye raised his finger and scratched his eyebrows, "Normally, there shouldn't be any red marks."

The more she thought about it, the scarier she felt. Was there something wrong with her porridge? The result would have been the same if it had been on his skin. If shen monong hadn't appeared at that time, what would have happened if gu mohan had drunk that bowl of porridge?

Jian mengqi suddenly felt creepy and said in a panic, "I ordered it from the takeout website at that time. Could something go wrong in the process?"

She said it in a vague way, but apart from xiao bao and the unconscious ye zhiqiao, the other two understood what she meant.

She suspected that something had been added to the porridge.

Gu mohan knew that she was kind-hearted, and even if something went wrong, he could not blame her. He pretended to be relaxed and said, "Don't think too much. I'm fine now. And this might have something to do with being in the sea for so long."

"That's impossible." Jian mengqi didn't believe him, "That bowl of porridge didn't come out before it was sprinkled. Why did it come out so suddenly in such a short time?"

Seeing that jian mengqi's voice was trembling, as if she was very aggrieved and a little scared, Qin Baiye put his hand around her shoulder and comforted her, "Well, things are not completely certain yet. This is not the time to panic. I'll send someone to investigate right away, so don't worry."

"Can you find out?" Starting at the restaurant where the meal was ordered, the delivery man walked a long way to the hospital. He might have experienced many things on the way, and it certainly wouldn't be easy.

Qin Baiye gave her a comforting smile and said softly, "Trust me, it's okay."

After that, jian mengqi followed Qin Baiye back to investigate the matter. Gu Mohan went downstairs to buy lunch himself. Although he couldn't eat for the time being, little treasure still needed to eat.

Gu mohan was a little worried when he heard that little treasure didn't eat well after he found out about him and ye zhiqiao, but he didn't expect the little guy to recover his spirits as soon as he saw ye zhiqiao. He also knew that ye zhiqiao's coma was only temporary, so he didn't worry at all. He obediently held the bowl and ate at the table.

Gu mohan took the time to take a look at her and felt comforted. Then he withdrew his gaze and focused on ye zhiqiao's sleeping face. He said softly, "Can you hear the sound of little treasure eating? She's eating really well. If you miss her, wake up and get well. I'll take you out for a big meal."

Ye zhiqiao naturally did not respond, only the regular emergence of a hazy fog on the respirator mask, indicating that she was sleeping soundly.

She didn't need a respirator, but it might have something to do with her memory in the sea. She had nightmares occasionally, had difficulty breathing in her dreams, and in serious cases, it would affect her heart rate, so the doctor specially put a respirator on her.

Gu mohan would occasionally help her moisten her lips and skin to make her feel more comfortable and help her to cool down.