Chapter 610

After changing into clean clothes, Qiao felt that the cramps in her stomach alleviated.

Yuzai Youzai went back to the nurse's station.

"How is it? What's wrong with you?"

Seeing her back, He Yunting greeted her immediately.

Qiao blinked his eyes, "I can’t say it specifically, but the legs are a little sore, and the stomach is a little bit painful, and then it seems that the body temperature has dropped a lot, and I’m a little afraid of the cold."

He Yunting finished listening and shook her hand for the first time, and it was really cold.

Originally, Qiao Yi meant that she wanted to push her symptoms to her aunt, and then asked Zhao Yi to help her round up, saying that she was physically weak and needed to rest.

After all, there are a lot of taboos during the aunt’s period.

result--

Without waiting for her to continue, He Yunting suddenly turned around and ordered Satan behind him, "Prepare the plane, and return to China in 2 hours."

"Brother, what are you going to do?" Qiao was startled, she was only here for her aunt, why did she come back to China? Isn't South Africa worthy of her for her aunt?

"The medical conditions here are not good. I only finished the examination. If you have a problem, you should go back and go to Zhao Yi's laboratory and ask him to do it for you again. I am more relieved."

"No way, no way, my injury is not healed, I can't support such a long flight." Qiao Yi is about to lose to him, why is Big Boss so warm-hearted. Make her feel guilty.

"Don't worry about me, just took a bullet. It's okay to go back to China and then remove the stitches."

When Qiao asked for help, he usually looked at Zhao Yi and saved the child. She really didn't mean it. He didn't expect He Yunting to be so serious.

Zhao Yi coughed, "Yun Ting, your wound is only the epidermis healed, and the inner tissues have not grown well, so the high-altitude flight will stretch.

Or, let me give Joe a check first. If she really has a serious problem, let her go back to China with me first, and I will treat her. What do you think? "

He Yunting pondered for 2 seconds, "check."

Joe breathed a sigh of relief.

Immediately afterwards, a lot of instruments took turns on her body.

after an hour.

"How about it?"

Zhao Yi took off her disposable gloves and explained: “Her face is not good, her chills are due to low blood sugar, her stomachache and leg soreness are due to muscle strain after strenuous exercise, everything else is normal.”

Listening to Zhao Yi's serious nonsense, Qiao wanted to jump up and applaud wildly.

can link the symptoms of aunt with the sequelae of strenuous exercise.

Damn, you are so awesome.

Zhao Yi handed He Yunting a stack of reports, on which the inspection report was written in black and white. It must not be faked. He Yunting naturally believed Zhao Yi's words.

but--

The letter was converted. As soon as his baby woke up and had nothing to eat, Zhao Yi took it to the rooftop for a test, which caused her to have low blood sugar and strained muscles. He Yunting couldn’t make it through here.

"This year's laboratory funding, you can find a solution by yourself."

Zhao Yi was stunned: "Why?"

He Yunting glared at him, and asked coldly: "You, say, what?"

Zhao Yi: "..."

After training Zhao Yi, He Yunting turned his head and took Qiao Yi's hand: "Qiao Qiao, what do you want to eat, tell Satan, let him buy it."

The voice is soft and warm, tender and miserable.

"My, I want to eat a lot of delicious, sweet, spicy, salty and sour, I want to have some."

Qiao smiled and pushed He Yunting away from the nurse's station without even looking at Zhao Yi.

Zhao Yi: "…………"

What is he? Unload the mill and kill the donkey?

He Yunting had only passed the dangerous period of surgery. He had to have a light diet, but he couldn't hold back Qiao's gluttony. He talked about several kinds of delicacies, which made him want to eat too.

Orders Satan to buy it quickly.

The two walked leisurely towards the ward. Before reaching the door, they found that there were suddenly many strangers in black outside the ward.

(End of this chapter)