When we meet again, it may be your death, my old age.
He Yibin took Yan Huan to do a brain CT scan.
He looked carefully, afraid that Yan Huan was constantly vomiting and dizzy because of the congestion in his brain. Fortunately, there was no congestion. The dizziness and vomiting that Yan Huan mentioned.., it was probably not just because of the concussion. It was also caused by the blood transfusion for Lu Yi back in hai city.
This was actually the main reason. His body was severely anemic and his blood was low.
“Okay, it’s okay. Don’t worry.”
He comforted Yan Huan, “It’s just some side effects. Rest well for a few days. You can be discharged soon.”
“Soon?”Yan Huan repeated this sentence over and over again.
“Doctor he, can I stay for a few more days?”
She asked he yibin with a slight request in her voice.
“Sure, it’s not a big deal.”He Yiji suddenly moved closer to her. “Tell me, do you not want to film and want to be lazy?”
