Su Xiaoxiao put away the stethoscope and blood pressure gauge and handed him a bowl of freshly brewed medicine.
Qin Canglan hated drinking medicine.
However, this was handed over by his granddaughter. It was most likely made by her.
Thinking of this, he gritted his teeth and poured the medicine into his mouth.
Su Xiaoxiao took the empty bowl and reminded him, "I need to observe your head injury for a night."
Qin Canglan's eyes lit up. "You mean I can sleep here tonight?"
Su Xiaoxiao nodded.
A concussion was not a small matter. He had to stay for observation.
Su Xiaoxiao treated Qin Canglan as a patient. Therefore, from the beginning to the end, she was very calm.
Qin Canglan could not calm down.
When he suddenly found out that the son he had raised for many years was not his biological son, it was like being struck by lightning.
