Chapter Ninety-Nine: Mr. Bo, Shall We Go Out and Talk?

And Bo Yanbai, who was staring at the other side of the glass and was checking people, heard Lin Qingping say this. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. biquge。 info

He immediately got up and hurried into the examination room through the open secret door.

Inside, the instrument that Wu Jinbai was lying on had already been pushed out of the instrument device in a controlled manner.

The girl feels like a quiet and delicate ceramic doll lying on the bed of the instrument, not moving.

The man hurriedly took the girl lying there gently in his arms.

Then he carried her out of the department, and followed a female nurse in charge of the injection to the most senior VIP ward in the hospital to give the girl an injection.

Inside the VIP room.

After the nurse injected Wu Jinbai with the needle water taken from Lin Qingping's list, she pushed the movable box where the medicine and needle water were placed and walked towards the door of the ward.

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Looking at the girl in front of her, she was wearing an oxygen-inhaling tube on her nose, a hanging needle in her hand, her eyes were closed, and her little face was frowning because of the hanging needle, and her face was even more pale.

Bo Yanbai was distressed at this moment, and immediately wished that he could replace this treasure in his heart to bear these pains that he had never been exposed to.

The man's heart throbbed slightly.

He sat on a chair in front of the bed where the girl was lying, stretched out his slender and powerful, bony hands, and tightly held Wu Jinbai's right hand lying on the bed without hanging a needle, in the shape of the word "close", and kept bowing his head to kiss the little girl's pink and cute little hands, sucking gently.

From time to time, he stretched out his right hand to gently stroke the bangs that slightly covered the girl's eyes, and pushed them one by one behind the girl's ear.

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The man's eyes were full of worry and worry, and he had never heard of it.

He lowered his head and leaned against the girl's little palm, which was tightly surrounded by his hand, and muttered in a low voice, "Baby...... My baby ......"

There was no response from the girl on the hospital bed, and Wu Jinbai did not wake up.

During this time, the girl seemed to have had a nightmare, and kept shouting something in her dreams, "Don't, don't bully me...... Woo ...... and so on.

But he almost didn't scare the man who sat on the side all night and didn't dare to close his eyes to death.

He could only pat Wu Jinbai's little back with his hand in a low voice, gently soothing him.

The girl seemed to feel his comfort, but she did not cry in her dreams.

Bo Yanbai accompanied the girl on the hospital bed for a whole half of the night.

At about three o'clock in the middle of the night, Lin Qingping came in to remove the pinhole on Wu Jinbai's hand, and showed Bo Yanbai the results of the instrument inspection report he had done in the examination room before.

"Mr. Bo, this is this young lady's instrument inspection report. You see. Lin Qingping whispered, and handed the report in his hand to Bo Yanbai.

The man reached out and took it, flipped through it casually, and frowned when he saw the results written on the diagnosis.

I saw that the inspection on the report read: Name: Wu Jinbai, Gender: Female, Nationality: Han ......

The woman's diagnosis was as follows:

Potassium deficiency, severe muscle weakness.

Seeing Bo Yanbai's brows furrowed, his mood seemed to be very bad.

In order to avoid waking up Wu Jinbai, who was sleeping on the hospital bed.

Lin Qingping hurriedly asked Bo Yanbai respectfully, "Mr. Bo, let's go out and talk?"

Bo Yanbai was noncommittal, and with a single step of slender and straight legs, he took the lead in walking out of the VIP ward.

Lin Qingping then followed.