Young Master’s Favorite, Where is She Going?

Capital——

First People's Hospital——

It was already twelve o'clock in the evening, but a lot of people were crowded in a certain intensive care unit.

"Thirty-eight degrees one, it's burning up again." The drunkard looked at the thermometer he had just taken off Shangguan Yuzui in his hand, and handed it to the doctor beside him.

"Take his temperature every forty-five minutes, and give him half a fever-reducing tablet if it exceeds 38 degrees Celsius."

"What if it's less than 38 degrees and 5 degrees?" The doctor asked with a whisper.

After asking if I felt a little silly, but after thinking about it, I felt that I was right.

The drunkard glanced at him and smiled inexplicably.

"Of course not."

"..." Well, he did ask more.

This person was laughing at him just now.

"Just take some anti-inflammatory drugs after these bottles of medicine. Don't give him water before he wakes up."

"Okay." It should have been his line, but now the doctor who has become a layman nodded one by one, and the two nurses who followed also nodded. The picture looked a little funny.

No way, they are Jun Sansao's personal doctor, and his level is much higher than him.

Even if they don't even show the medical qualification certificate, they still have to listen to them.

However, thinking of the amazing drunkard in the operating room in the afternoon, he admired the drunkard from the bottom of his heart because of the skill of a gold medal doctor who had been holding a scalpel for 20 years.

After all, they are capable.

The posterity is awesome.

After explaining to the doctor, the drunkard said to the other people in the ward: "Don't worry, you should be able to wake up early tomorrow morning. Don't squeeze here. The air can't be cleared. It's too early. Let's go back and rest."

"Thank you so much." Shangguan Qingmu thanked the drunkard.

"Small things." The drunkard smiled, turning his head to see that Wen Xiaoai, who was dozing off with one arm holding Jun Moyan and drooling, stretched out his hand and snapped his fingers at her somewhat amused.

Wen Xiaoai was taken aback at the time and stood up straight with a dazed expression.

It is already twelve o'clock in the evening, and she has been here with Jun Moyan since Shangguanyu's accident happened in the afternoon.

Wen Xiaoai, who was accustomed to going to bed early, was dreaming night and night, and her sleep quality had deteriorated so badly that she couldn't hold it anymore.

Jun Moyan asked Tsing Yi to send Wen Xiaoai back several times, but Wen Xiaoai refused, saying that she would not want to open a ward next to her to sleep, she would follow Jun Moyan.

Seeing that Wen Xiaoai was too sleepy, Jun Moyan wanted to take her back, but Shangguan Yu was really worried.

Jun Moyan lowered his head, looking at Wen Xiaoai who was awakened by a snap of the alcoholic's fingers, raised his head and touched her little head, a little self-blaming in his heart.

"Well, he's really fine. At most, he will have a few fevers. This little girl is too sleepy. Take her back to sleep." The alcoholic said to Jun Mo.

"Mo Yan, you and Xiao Ai will go back first, we just need to stay here." Shangguan Qingmu also persuaded.

Jun Moyan looked at Shangguanyu who was unconscious on the bed, and then nodded: "He woke up and called me."

"it is good."

"Xiaoai, let's go back." Jun Moyan lowered his head and said to Wen Xiaoai.

"Ok……"

Wen Xiaoai answered and followed Jun Moyan out of the ward.

Seeing that Wen Xiaoai was too sleepy to open his eyes, Jun Moyan knelt down directly in front of her.

Before he asked Wen Xiaoai to come up, Wen Xiaoai had already lay on his back and put his arms around his neck.

Jun Moyan didn't say anything, but just picked her up, turned her head and asked softly, "Are you hungry?"

"I want my bottle." Wen Xiaoai lay his eyes on his shoulder, feeling that he would go to sleep next moment.