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hospital.

"You are here again."

After Li Min finished his work, he turned into the VIP ward at the innermost part of the eleventh floor with familiarity, with a helpless expression, "It seems that I have only been out for a long time."

The man leaned on the head of the bed and glanced over lightly, "Why, there is still time for the hospital to drive patients out?"

No matter how good-tempered Li Min was when he encountered such a difficult patient, he couldn't stand it, "I won't rush out, but I won't greet you with a smile, right? Speaking of which, this time...you were... The young master is angry?"

The person was sent at night, he was not on duty at night, and he only received the call after dawn, knowing that Fang Yan had entered the emergency room again.

"Too rambunctious."

When Fang Yan thought of that guy at home, he felt a little headache, pressed his fingers between his eyebrows, coughed and said: "Last afternoon...cough cough...Mianmian was sent back, the two of them didn't know what happened, they almost got into a fight .”

God knows how a person and a dog could quarrel like that, and they all started fighting. Fortunately, Mianmian was well educated since she was a child, and she didn't have the habit of biting, otherwise...it would be troublesome.

"Mianmian?"

Li Min was suddenly surprised: "Although it has a lively temper, it is usually used to being close to people, so it usually doesn't conflict with people, right?"

Mianmian is a husky, born from a big dog picked up by Fang Miao, Fang Yan's younger sister. There are four in total. Fang Yan asked for one and kept it at home.

"How would I know?" The man was terribly annoyed, "Why don't you go and ask him?"

There was still an infusion on the back of his hand, and not long after he came out of the emergency room, he was obviously very irritable, "I will stay until noon at most, I have something to do in the afternoon."

Li Min shook his head, closed the folder in his hand, straightened his face, paused every word, his voice was gentle but could not be refuted, "No."

What has become of this man, and he still has the strength to think about other things?

As a doctor, Li Min can't stand people who don't take their own body seriously. He stepped forward, checked his drip, and then tucked up the blanket for Fang Yan, "Tomorrow at the latest, otherwise, if you can Walk out of this door by yourself, and I will allow you to go."

"you--"

Fang Yan choked hard, snorted coldly, closed his eyes and leaned back, no longer speaking.

This can really hold him.

The control of his body has not yet been restored. The man has no strength from the waist down. The pain can be suppressed by the medicine, which consumes most of his energy. How can he still have the strength to walk?I'm afraid it's hard to even stand up.

"Don't compete with yourself."

Li Min smiled gently, and sat down on the chair, "A Yan, how long have we known each other, you know my temperament, if you can't leave, you can't leave."

The man closed his eyes, his chest heaved violently, his breathing was heavy and turbid, his eyelashes trembled slightly, but he still didn't speak.

The phone suddenly vibrated in Li Min's pocket.

He took it out, glanced at it, and smiled suddenly, "A Yan, you have a good rest, I'll go out first, and come back later."

Fang Yan opened his eyes at the right time, raised his pretty eyebrows, and raised his tone slightly, "Is that the little girl from the Chu family?"

Just as Li Min walked to the door, he was surprised and turned around to look back, "How do you know?"

The man pursed his lips, knowing what was in his mind, so he didn't say anything more, and only said: "I'll sleep for a while, don't let others in."

Then he closed his eyes again, intending to rest for a while.

The heart palpitations come and go, and the pain is tight, so it is impossible to sleep, but...you have to take a break, so the body is really too tense.