"Doctor, will there be a scar? When will he wake up? This slight concussion, strict zhòng not strict zhòng? Will it affect IQ? ”

In the VIP ward of the hospital, Ou Shaoyang pulled the attending doctor to ask all the worries in his heart.

Ou Shaoyang and Yue Feiyang, in Pingcheng, as long as you pay more attention to the newspapers and magazines, you will know them. The doctor naturally knew that although it was not a serious injury, the whole hospital still attached great importance to it and did not dare to slack off at all.

"Mr. Ou asks so much, which question should I answer to you first?"

The euphemistic reminder made Ou Shaoyang realize his gaffe, let go of his hand, and smiled apologetically,

"I'm sorry, I'm in too much of a hurry."

"Don't worry, it's just five stitches and it's fine, I'll wake up in about two hours, and the concussion is also mild, so I'll have a check-up tomorrow." As for the problem of scarring, there should not be much of a problem, if there is a scar, the plastic surgery industry is so developed now, no problem. ”

"Thank you, thank you." Ou Shaoyang's heart finally fell, thank God, Boss Yue is fine!

Standing in front of Yue Feiyang's bed, he was even more irritable.

The stinky temper of the old man in his own house can't be persuaded at all. Boss Yue is determined to win, what can I do?

If it was someone else, he would be a bastard, find a group of people to coerce and lure, and there was always a way to make Boss Yue happy.

However, this is my own old man, what can I do?

At this time, the landline at home called his number, and Ou Shaoyang pressed it irritably.

After a while, the phone came in again, and Ou Shaoyang answered angrily,

"Is it the old man who asked you to call again, okay, you can sue him, Boss Yue has five stitches, and no one has woken up yet? It's still a concussion, I'm really going to be stupid this time, look at what the old man will pay to the old man! Hum! ”

After speaking, he hung up the phone angrily. After scolding his old man, Ou Shaoyang couldn't help muttering.

This Boss Yue seems to be quite clever and alone, how can he still fall for the old man's way when he is on guard? I made myself so miserable!

Two and a half hours later, Yue Feiyang finally woke up, and as soon as he woke up, he saw Ou Shaoyang pull a chair, sit on the edge of the bed, and keep staring at him.

"Huh~" The effect of the anesthetic had just passed, and Yue Fei grinned in pain. "It hurts!"

"Brother," Ou Shaoyang shook the bed up to make Yue Feiyang lie more comfortable, "I really want to ask you, what did you think when you crashed over?" ”

"Huh? What do you think? Yue Feiyang's hand traced the location of the wound, "I don't understand what you're asking, hurry up and pour me a glass of water." ”

Ou Shaoyang was as good as a stream, watching Yue Feiyang finish drinking, and obediently poured another cup and handed it over.

"Fill me with garlic less, I was in a hurry just now, and EQ has affected IQ. Now my mind is clear. ”

Yue Feiyang drank two large glasses of water in a row before he felt that his throat was not so dry. Looking at Ou Shaoyang, he was looking at himself seriously, and a gleam flashed in the fox's eyes.

"So what?"

"Judging by me, Sherlock Holmes, it is impossible for you, Boss Yue, to fall into the trap of the old man when I reminded him and the housekeeper hinted at it. Even if you fall into the trap, at most you will fall and eat, and it will definitely not be so coincidental that you will hit the low table, and you will be hit so hard that you will have five stitches! ”

Where the wax was made, he also stepped on it, although he couldn't stand steadily, but he didn't fall so hard. He, who can't skate, is basically safe, and there is no reason why the skater fell and was seriously injured.