Luo Zelan's eyes were deep: "Will there be seizures in the future?" ”

"It's hard to say, most mental illnesses can only be remissioned. I currently have limited information from Miss Luo Qiao, and I may need to talk to her previous doctor to get accurate results. ”

Behind him, Luo Qiao walked out.

Luo Zelan chatted with Lu Zhuo for a few more words, and the two left the private hospital.

"I'm fine." Luo Qiao glanced at him.

Luo Zelan's expression was not relaxed, Lu Zhuo meant that her illness was like a time bomb, it may never happen, but it may also explode in the next second.

Sending people to the door of the villa, Luo Zelan was silent for a moment, reached out and rubbed her head, and said softly: "Brother will let someone cure you." ”

Luo Qiao pursed her lips, "Hmm." ”

Watching her go in, Luo Zelan's car stopped there and didn't start, when his mobile phone rang, Luo Zelan glanced at it and pressed answer.

"Hello Mr. Luo, I'm Lu Zhuo." The man's voice sounded light and clean: "I forgot to say it before, Miss Luo Qiao is very defensive of me, and the information I get may not be true." ”

Luo Zelan frowned slightly: "What do you mean?" ”

That means...... Miss Luo Qiao's remark that she was not stimulated by may be lying. ”

The car was very quiet, and only Lu Zhuo's slow voice could be heard: "Of course, this is just my guess...... However, Mr. Luo can find out if there was anything big going on around Miss Luo Qiao when she hallucinated for the first time. ”

……

Hanging up the phone, Luo Zelan's breath was silent, and after a while, his slender fingers dialed a number and went out:

"Help me find out what happened to Qiaoqiao three years ago, be careful, don't let go of any details."

"Yes, young master."

……

In the villa, Luo Qiao looked down at the diagnosis and treatment record sheet in her hand, and her eyes were unpredictable.

"Coming back?"

Luo Qiao was startled, quickly hid the diagnosis and treatment records behind her back, and looked up at the lazy and demonic man.

Ming Siran's footsteps paused slightly, his eyes swept over her hand, and raised his eyebrows: "What are you hiding?" ”

As he spoke, he walked over to her and reached out to touch her hand.

Luo Qiao panicked, and before being touched by him, he hurriedly shouted: "Little brother Si Ran!" ”

Ming Siran chuckled softly, his eyes fell on her face, and he hummed nonchalantly: "Huh? Where is my brother young? ”

Luo Qiao: "......"

He withdrew his hand, stood up straight, and his lazy tone sexually hooked people: "How can the pretty sister insult people?" ”

Luo Qiao couldn't wait to give him a kick: "Didn't you send it to me!" ”

"Oh? What do I send you, you call it? He said lazily, "Then call it a dear?" ”

Luo Qiao: "......"

She didn't bother to pay attention to the beast, and ran around him and into the room.

The medical record sheet in his hand clicked in his palm, Luo Qiao looked around, and finally stuffed it into the bottom of the cabinet.

……

At night, Luo Qiao took a shower and took a bottle of nail polish to apply casually.

On the side, Ming Siran was reading the documents, and when he was working, he looked dignified and cold.

Luo Qiao fanned her nails, and when she was bored, she remembered that she hadn't contacted Mu Lan for a long time, so she called her.

"Hey, baby, what have you been up to lately?"

Ming Siran raised his eyes and glanced at her, the woman was wearing a bathrobe at this time, with cold white and delicate skin, cat's eyes slightly curved, indescribably sexy and beautiful.