After a while, the group entered the guest room.

Lin Shuwen walked quickly to the side of the bed, looked at the man who was still busy with business at the head of the bed, and said with respect, "Sir, you should rest more." ”

When Lin Shuwen spoke, he also sorted out some documents on the other party's lap, and then put them face down on the bedside table.

Fang Chen leaned against the head of the bed, his cheeks were thin, and there was no blood on his face, not only did he look like he had no flesh on his face, but his shoulders and neck and his hands outside the quilt were also extremely thin.

Huo Qi walked at the back of the group, and when he first entered the house, he was slightly surprised when he saw Fang Chen, who was as thin as firewood.

Looking at the age of the other party, he is in his thirties at most, but he has the feeling of thinness of a seventy or eighty-year-old man with dry bones.

As soon as she walked on the road, Pei Lao told her about the other party's symptoms again.

Losing weight without warning, and the body can't detect any problems, it's as if the energy has suddenly been exhausted and has entered a state of exhaustion.

However, the other party's current situation is no different from exhaustion.

Fang Chen noticed a glance, he raised his head, at this time Huo Qi had already withdrawn his gaze, he glanced at it, and then said to Lin Shuwen, who was still sorting out the documents next to the bed: "It's okay, while I still have the spirit, I can handle a little bit is a little bit." ”

When Lin Shuwen heard this, his face cheered up, and he took away the pen he held in the tip of his finger, and said, "Take care of your body first, other things are not important." ”

After a pause, Lin Shuwen pointed to Pei Rong, who had already walked to the bedside, and said, "Master Pei has returned, and there is hope for your illness." ”

Although Fang Chen was a patient, the momentum of the person in the upper position was very strong, his eyes fell on Pei Rong's body, his wrinkled lips moved, and he said politely: "It's trouble." ”

Pei Rong knew Fang Chen's identity, the top executive of S City, a person who was not accessible to ordinary people at all, and was about to be transferred to the capital, with a bright future.

Even if he is from the Pharmacists Association, when he meets him, he must be polite and give three points.

Pei Rong's eyes narrowed slightly, and his chin bowed, "You're polite." ”

Instead, he pulled a chair next to him to the bedside, and after sitting down, he said, "I'll take your pulse first." ”

Fang Chen handed his hand out.

Pei Rong's fingers rested on the other party's pulse, and his face, which was originally very flat, became more and more solemn as the pulse took longer, and finally his brows were almost wrinkled.

Lin Shuwen next to him had been paying attention to Pei Rong's expression, and when he saw him like this at this time, his heart gradually sank.

When Pei Lao took the pulse last night, he almost had this expression.

It took five minutes for Pei Rong to withdraw his hand, and Lin Shuwen hurriedly asked, "Eldest son, how is it?" ”

Pei Feng next to him also looked at his eldest brother nervously, and wanted to know what conclusions he could draw.

Pei Rong looked at Fang Chen and asked, "Mr. Fang, when did you start losing weight like this?" ”

"Nearly a week." Fang Chen said slowly.

"My husband is losing weight at a rate of at least 10 pounds almost every day, and he has also gone to the hospital for a full body examination before, and the results are all normal, and there is no problem." Lin Shuwen next to him added.

After thinking about it, he took out another hospital diagnosis report and handed it to him, "Take a look." ”

The diagnosis report is more than a dozen pages, and almost every part of the body is screened in the most detail, and the conclusion at the end of each page is written in the same two words: normal.