92. Hypoglycemia

Yun'er came out of Qiao Jue's place and ran all the way to the dormitory, planning to find a warm place to soothe her soul. As soon as I entered the dormitory, I saw such coaxing people lying on the sofa in the dormitory. I saw Yuna come in. Xiaoyuan opened his mouth and said: "Yun'er is big, it's so fast!" and knew to praise her. Yuli immediately shut her mouth, which pot was not opened, and they wanted her to forget about the fact that they had just run away. Put on a big smiley face.

"Why is Yun'er here!Don't accompany Qiao Jue at home!" Divert the topic, it's okay not to talk about this, but when you mention this, Yun'er feels powerless!

"What's wrong? son-in-law didn't go back?" Taeyeon sat up straight.

"No, he came back last night and left again, I called him this morning, I called him twice in my sleep, and I called the staff to clean up the room for me!"

"Isn't that great?"

"Yes, the front is very good, but I don't know if I was too obsessed with the phone call in the morning, and kept calling him to get up, I just went to his company, and the air pressure was low, and I didn't go in if I was afraid!" Yun'er finished telling the important plot.

"Huh, what's the situation!"

"I don't know, I kept calling him when I woke up in the morning, and he fell asleep halfway, and I woke him up again, as if he was really tired, and he didn't coax me!" Yun'a was a little frustrated.

"And are you drunk in the morning?"

"No, I don't know why, I just want to know where he is!" Yun'er doesn't know what evil she has fallen into now when she thinks about it.

"Then you don't have to be afraid to go in and find him, at least find out why!" said Yuli.

"Does he think you're checking the post?" Taeyeon analyzed.

"Deal with the company!" said Pani. Yun'er felt that it made sense after hearing this, after all, she also fired two people.

"Does he have low blood sugar!Wake up syndrome!" Sunny is the most out of the game. The results of the analysis are varied. Yuna didn't know who to listen to, and neither was Sika's master analyst.

"When are you going to find him!" asked the key question.

Yun'er held her forehead, "Well, I don't know, I'll see you at home at night!" "I plan to be an ostrich, although I don't know where the anger comes from, but it's good to dodge, don't be injured by stray bullets!"

"It's useless to persuade you, then you remember that if Qiao Jue doesn't come home at night, you will go to him, this kind of thing can't be left overnight!" Xiuying's senior experience told him that it hurt his feelings like this, even if the reason for his anger was not himself, it was good to comfort him, Yun'er felt quite right after hearing it, nodded and climbed into his bed to recuperate, his own affairs were developing too fast, and he was happy to see his parents the day before yesterday, but today he was deserted. "Isn't it right that I didn't enter the office just now?" Yuna had another question in her mind. I didn't come up with a result, so I fell asleep again in a dizzy state.

At the Haojue Hotel, Qiao Jue walked out of the office with his suit and went to a lunch meeting with his secretary. He still looked bad as he strode ahead, and for some reason the headache was still not relieved. Douding followed and looked at his face and didn't dare to say much, sitting in the car, the car drove slowly. Only then did he cautiously open his mouth and said, "Yun'er is here, I heard you getting angry inside and leaving!" Qiao Jue closed his eyes and recuperated, but after hearing it, he opened his eyes and glanced at Douding, and slowly closed them. Peeweed also stopped talking and looked at the scenery outside.

Yuna came and went, and she really didn't know. I didn't go in when I heard that I was angry. Qiao Jue thought in his heart about what Dou Ding said just now. What is her position in her impression, Satan? Afraid of herself, she doesn't ask the reason, and leaves directly. What did she think about such behavior? Distrust of herself may simply be a simple lack of interference with her work. Or ,,, another bout of upset. The ache in his head made him not want to think about these incomprehensible things.

After simply finishing the meal with his collaborator, the other party also saw that he was not in good spirits and ended the meeting early.

"Douding, is the doctor in Korea lately?" Qiao Jue was going to take analgesics, he had experienced migraines before, and he didn't want to try again.

"Yes, but I went to Jeju Island!"

"Then take me to the nearest hospital!" Qiao Jue didn't want to say more. All the way to gallop.

On the other side, Crystal and the group participated in the celebration of the university together, and sang two tunes jumping and jumping, but they were physically exhausted and were directly recited off the stage. This is not the first time that this situation has occurred, and the staff was very worried and arranged for her to go to the hospital for a basic examination, and after the examination, it was only hypoglycemia. The combination still has a trip to rush, so she can only hang glucose in the hospital by herself. Anyway, it's not the first time, she's used to it.

Qiao Jue finally prescribed medicine in the neurology department, and it took a lot of words, generally such drugs cannot be prescribed casually, and he didn't want to attract attention, so he didn't exercise any privileges or anything like that. The secretary went to get the medicine, and he sat in the public hall and waited, constantly rubbing his temples to soothe himself. Xiujing, who had just finished hanging up the water, picked up her clothes and put on a mask and planned to leave, but she saw Qiao Jue alone, and her face was not good, thinking about giving her a mango, she should go to see him!

"Hey, what's wrong with you!" Qiao Jue looked up and saw a girl who was tightly covered, and he couldn't tell who it was. He didn't speak for a moment.

"I'm Xiujing!" I know I'm covering it a little tightly.

"Oh, Xiujing, I'm sick!" asked without answering the question.

"Well, it's just low blood sugar!" As soon as he finished answering, the secretary brought the medicine, Qiao Jue took the medicine and got up to answer Xiujing's question just now: It's just a migraine!" It's good to adjust yourself.

"Goodbye then!" Qiao Jue, who walked to the door, planned to go back.

"Do you have anything else to do in the afternoon?" Xiujing suddenly asked. Qiao Jue had already stepped on the foot of the car and retracted it, and turned to look at Xiujing questioningly.