Taking back his hand, he got up and went to the sofa and looked at Song ye, who was sitting in it. His expression was grim. "His wound has deteriorated. Maybe from western medicine, it's just a common wound infection that causes high fever. If I'm not wrong, the wound has hurt the lungs because it hasn't been treated in time. It can be pressed without infusion It was made. "

Traditional Chinese medicine (TCM) is inclined to the pulse of Qi and the five zang organs, while western medicine focuses on representation and scientific quantification.

Hearing Hao Zhengyi's words, the doctor of Western medicine who was in charge also came over, with a look of dissatisfaction. "Qu Shao, you are clear about my ability. Although Qin Er Shao is your close relatives and friends, there is nothing to blame for being nervous, but I can't bear to let an outsider tell me what I'm doing here. I can't bear to hear that. "

He is a family doctor of the Qu family, a high-quality student graduated from abroad, and a famous expert at home and abroad. He has always been confident in his own ability. The so-called "one mountain can not tolerate two tigers". Just now Hao Zhengyi appeared and his boss was not happy. Now listening to him questioning western medicine, he couldn't bear it now.

"Dean Hao, I know that the Yaowang hall is in the ascendant now, but people should be modest and low-key." He didn't know that the medicine king hall had a foothold in the capital city because it was backed by the mountain of Qin family, and it was all developed by forces. What can be said about it.

"You misunderstand me. I didn't mean western medicine, but made a judgment according to the treatment before Qin Er Shao." Hao Zhengyi obeys song ye, and knows that she is worried about Qin Zhan. Now she is rejected, and there is no joint counterattack.

But his explanation is obviously not enough to let the other party down.

"Well, I think the doctors used to deal with the wounds were very skillful. The amount of medicine he used was just right. It was not good, but also controlled the injury. It was not difficult to treat the wound really." The western medicine pulled at the collar of his white coat and was confident and calm.

"So you mean he can be ok?" On the sofa, the cool voice of the youth with a trace of dull, deep mouth.

When the Western doctor looked back, he saw that it was not Qu Bai, his employer, but a strange and good-looking young man. He said with confidence and smile, "well, naturally, it will be good, but it also takes time. I am not like some people who have no ability to shirk and seek truth from facts. This wound infection is likely to cause complications and is also dangerous."

His words are reasonable, but they are also vague, and some of them are bureaucratic.

"I don't want to hear nonsense." The young man stood up and approached the doctor in one step. His face was cold and low-pressure, which made the elder doctor step backward.

Then just finished the tie was pulled back by a hand, to the young man because of staying up late and full of bloodshot eyes, "I only ask once, when can his fever return?"

"I..." The doctor wanted to reprimand the young man for his impoliteness, but he was so frightened by the young man's momentum that he couldn't speak. He answered in a much lower voice. "Tomorrow morning, twelve hours later, this is the fastest time."

"Well." When he got the answer, he just let go of his hand and looked at Hao Zhengyi. "Uncle Hao, what do you think?"

"Well, I'll wait for 12 hours. I'll go back and gather people to check the classics. I'll inform you as soon as I find the prescription." Hao Zhengyi nodded and agreed.

The boy did not speak any more. He sat back on the sofa and closed his eyes quietly.

The Western doctor on one side pulled his tie and was full of surprise. Only then did he realize that Hao Zhengyi was not invited by Qu Bai, but the relationship between this strange young man on the sofa. More importantly, Hao Zhengyi seemed to respect the young man very much.

The Yaowang hall, which can be used as a supporter of the Qin family in 49 cities, is actually respectful to a young man. How old is this young man.

But before he could understand, Qu Bai on the other side had already arranged Hao Zhengyi to go back.

When he comes back again, Qu Bai still wants to ask song Ye about the situation, but he finds that the man who keeps his eyes closed has already fallen asleep.

Looking at the corner of her eyes, Qu Bai knows that she is looking for Qin Zhan's whereabouts these days without rest.

This cognition made his mood a little complicated. After wiping his face, he sighed and took the blanket to cover the boy. The boy's brow frowned slightly and finally fell asleep.

Qu Bai took a look at the time. It was 3:30 in the morning. There was one lying on the bed and one on the sofa. Both parties were sleeping, but he was not sleepy at all.

So many things happened that night that he didn't have the time to sort it out until now.

The affair between Qin Zhan and Han Yan is obviously a fraud, and the people who hurt Qin Zhan are obviously familiar with song Ye. She went all the way to the capital to save people, at all costs to bring people out of the Han family. All this is said to be brotherhood, rather than to say that she lost her sense and was unable to control herself.

The reason why she can't control herself is that she has moved her heart to Qin Zhan.

They are both two men. No matter how incredible they feel, under such circumstances, they can't control themselves after witnessing the young people's feelings, and Qu Bai's self deception is of no help.Song Ye fell in love with Qin Zhan, his big brother.

What about Qin Zhan? Is this the boy's own wishful thinking or the two people's congeniality? Then, after getting rid of the emotional topic, who will bear the future and pressure of these two people?

Qu Bai's mind is in chaos. He is shocked by the cognition of their feelings, and worried about their identity of the same sex. What's worse, he is aware of his unusual thoughts on the youth while confirming his juvenile emotion.

He used to think that he was curious about his youth. He was a kind of care and consideration between friends and brothers. Normal people would not think of this curiosity as love. You can see song Ye's reaction to Qin Zhan. Qu Bai's inner world is like being opened another door. All the established rules and regulations are smashed, and his feelings for the youth are clearly visible in an instant.

Ironically, this feeling in the moment of unveiling, also doomed to its failure.

Ha ha He fell in love with teenagers, teenagers like their own brothers, three men, inextricably linked.

He took the cigarette out of his pocket with a bitter smile. When he took it into his mouth, he remembered that there were patients on the bed. He could only give up for a moment and bite the cigarette holder severely. He only felt that his mouth was full of bitterness.

Outside the window, the sky is white. With his cigarette in his mouth, he looks back quietly in the morning light at the young man's sleeping side face. His skin color is white and his facial features are delicate. He is as soft as a kitten. He is more beautiful than any woman, and his beauty is breathtaking.

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