Although Fu Yunshen on the other side of the phone was in an urgent tone, he could also hear the oppression of forbearance:
"is it convenient for you to speak there? Is Zhenyu in there?"
Zhao Xi raised his eyes and looked at the two people who had been helped by the road ahead, and quietly replied:
"the young master has not come out yet. I'm waiting outside the cemetery."
On the other side of the phone, he breathed a sigh of relief, and then went on to say:
"the physical examination results of Zhenyu have come out. There is a slight gastric ulcer. You may not need surgery, but you must take medicine."
Zhao Xi's heart sank, and his body leaning against the car door froze up. He was anxious to ask, "is it easy to cure?"? Doctor Fu, young master, he can't - "
he wanted to say that he couldn't be ill, but he thought it was nonsense.
Why can't you get sick? It's people who can't get sick. Besides, the young master has to work hard every day, and his meals are not on time. One cup of coffee after another
Originally thought this was the worst result, but Fu Yunshen's next words made him even more confused:
"for the stomach, you can take medicine to see the effect, but you must check it regularly every month, and the data of his heart is not particularly good. I suggest that we have a more in-depth examination..."
Zhao Xi is daze Leng, in the mind recollects unexpectedly saw the young master suddenly covers the chest, the facial expression is pale.
At first, he thought it was the stab wound of the young grandmother last time. Now it seems that --
isn't it?
Stomach.
Heart.
Young master really can't be sick.
Zhao Xi's voice has changed, trembling and no longer has any logic:
"Dr. Fu, what do you mean - what do I say? How to tell the young master? Shall I discuss with my little grandmother first or what to do? Dr. Fu -- "
" Zhao Xi, don't worry. I'm also very surprised. Zhenyu has always been in good health, but he overdrafts too much. I'm calling you to ask if you can help him reduce his workload... "
Zhao Xi shook his head without even thinking about it:
"it's impossible. Now we Ling family don't have that condition. Even if master Ximen comes back, we can't replace the young master. Without him, the Ling family will be finished. What should doctor Fu do? I'm very nervous now. I'm afraid I can't hide it from you."
"Hold on! It's not a small disease. It's not too big to be cured. I'll try to find a way. You should pay attention to your diet first. Especially, you should give up smoking and alcohol, and you can't drink coffee any more. I'll try my best to send the medicine in the afternoon. You usually remind him to take the medicine. "
When Fu Yunshen saw the physical examination data sheet, his head was also buzzing, but somehow he was able to stabilize now and ordered what should be paid attention to in a stylized way.
Listening to Zhao Xi's silence, he asked again:
"I think the little sister-in-law also hides it first. A few days ago, I told her to look at Zhenyu's body and feel very attentive, so don't add any burden to her."
Zhao Xi nodded, wiped his eyes and said:
"well, we'll contact you later, and I'll keep you informed of the situation."
After the phone was cut off, the young master's hand holding the mobile phone kept shaking. After a minute, he returned to his mind and threw the mobile phone to the passenger's seat.
Not daring to look back at the way they came, Zhao Xi tightly grabbed the car door, closed his eyes and took a deep breath.
It's been a long time since I've recovered.
He can't panic, let alone panic.
Many people around the young master have other thoughts, and he must help the young master to get through this pass ---
both physically and at work.
It seems that it has been more than ten years since he followed the young master. No matter how difficult it is, he has never complained a word, because the young master knows that it is useless to complain.
The young master is ruthless and merciless in the eyes of outsiders. In fact, he is more ruthless to himself.
I never talk when I'm hurt.
When he was numb at last, he wrapped himself in a thicker shell, and no one could approach him.
So now the young master is cold-blooded, cold-blooded, and even refuses people thousands of miles away, because he has been injured too much.
Thinking of this, Zhao Xi raised his hand to wipe his eyes.
Looking at his young master's eyes have never left his side of the girl, looking at the girl smile sweet but cautious, his heart more and more sour.
There is an indescribable sadness and indignation in the chest, which makes people want to find a place to scream and roar.
But he can't.
Lift foot to get into the car, arm on the steering wheel to beat hard, why so hard to live people have to suffer again and again.
He frantically wanted to find someone to talk to, flipped through the contact records over and over, and finally located his thumb on the name of "Lu Tian".
He is also a doctor.
Although with the side of the light dust, but several times down, this guy looks out of tune, in fact, things are still reliable.
Press your thumb down and the phone goes through quickly.
The voice there is still a little less than four or six:
"Zhao Xi? You call me, let me feel like a weasel to pay a new year's call to the chicken. I'm not very kind. Tell me what I need to help you with. Knowing you is endless trouble! "Zhao Xi looked up at the front of the windshield and stopped to talk to each other intimately. He nodded with a bitter smile:
"yes, I'm in trouble."
There seems to be something wrong with Zhao Xi's tone. His tone is also serious, and he follows closely:
"what's the matter? It's about Miss Ann again, isn't it? It's the same woman's watch, anyuki... "
"It's not her, or she's upset. If you want to talk to someone, you don't have time. Hang up!"
"Oh, no, I'm also depressed. When I meet a young master who is lovesick, the mood of labor and capital is always not beautiful!"
Talking about it, I didn't expect that Lu Tian's tone was more bitter than him.
Zhao Xi frowned:
"is your young master sick from lovesickness? My young master is really ill. I, the labor and capital, are in a state of frustration. "
Lu Tian was unconvinced:
"is the young master of the labor and capital family really sick? My legs are all broken. It's easy for me to hold them every day. "
Zhao Xi was so angry with his toothache that he wanted to complain. How could this guy be more bitter than him? He gritted his teeth angrily:
"the young master of the capital management family has bad stomach and heart. The labor and capital would rather have his own disease than let him get sick. You know how difficult he is
"What?"
Lu Tian's ears stand up, his grip on the mobile phone is tight, and his brow is tightly wrinkled. He asks:
"what's wrong with Ling Zong Wei and his heart?"
Internal medicine can not see and touch, but as long as the disease will not be too small.
A doctor knows that.
Looking at a strong man like Ling Zhenyu
Zhao Xi lies down on the steering wheel and wipes his tears:
"where does the labor and capital know that? It's just found out that the labor and capital are suffering. They don't even have a speaker. The young master's life is bitter. Even his grandfather hates him. He's been forcing him. What can the labor and capital do? Just love him!"
"Hey, talk about it. Don't cry. You can cry as a man says. Don't worry. It'll be OK. I'll help you to have a look later..."
"Look at a hammer! I dare not tell him that you - you think you are a God? How big a face do you think you are... "
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