That's a bit of a foul laugh.

Jiang Lin looked away, walked to the desk and sat down seriously, and asked in a deep voice, "What are you doing here?" ”

"What else can you do when you come to the hospital, of course you have to see a doctor." Ye Xin sat on the stool in front of Jiang Lin's desk, put the registered receipt on his desk, and then smiled sweetly at him with his chin propped up with both hands.

Jiang Lin: "......"

I believe in your wickedness.

Although Jiang Lin had the word "disbelief" written all over his face, he still coughed lightly and asked seriously: "Where are you uncomfortable?" ”

Ye Xin blinked BlingBling's big eyes and said, "Doctor Jiang, how are you so cruel to me, shouldn't you treat patients gently?" ”

"......" Jiang Lin twitched the corners of his mouth, smiled stiffly, and said, "Okay, where are you uncomfortable?" ”

It's a fake laugh. Ye Xin tried to hold back the urge to slap the table and laugh wildly, cleared his throat, showed a very embarrassed expression, and said: "Oh, it's just these days, my limbs are weak, I feel dizzy, my chest is tight and short of breath, I feel a little pain in my heart, my stomach hurts, my liver hurts, my stomach hurts, my head hurts, and even my teeth hurt." Dr. Jiang, what do you say is wrong with me? ”

Jiang Lin: "......"

I'm dying, so let's choose a cemetery first.

Ye Xin pouted, fanning a pair of peach blossom eyes frantically, "Doctor Jiang, can I still be saved?" ”

Jiang Lin took a deep breath, then took a pen and wrote a row of ghost drawing talismans on the list, tore it off and handed it to her, and said, "If you are saved, go take a CT scan." ”

“…… Why is it CT, I'm obviously uncomfortable everywhere. ”

"I initially decided that you were mentally ill, so I went for a CT scan to look at your brain, and then judged whether I should transfer you to a psychiatric department."

Ye Xin: "......"

Jiang Lin glanced at her, and then said, "What are you doing here, hurry up." ”

"yes, okay." Ye Xin was defeated, and walked out of the door of Jiang Lin's office in great decadence, Jiang Lin's eyes followed her figure, and the corners of his mouth faintly hooked a subtle arc.

Having her take a CT is certainly not just to tease her. He wondered what her condition was now, whether she had fully recovered or was in the process of recovering.

It's best if she's already healed, and if she's still healing, be sure to keep a firm eye on her.

In any case, she can't be left in trouble.

Jiang Lin's thoughts drifted back to five years ago. Although he resented her for not saying goodbye and leaving, he was most concerned about her survival. As long as she's alive, as long as she's alive......

Ye Xin was forced to take a CT, and then returned to Jiang Lin's office with a black face, lying on the desk like a dead fish. Jiang Lin raised his eyebrows and asked, "What's wrong with you?" ”

Ye Xin turned his head and looked at him with a resentful expression, and said, "Your hospital has a lot of expenses. ”

"Private hospitals, normal." The corners of Jiang Lin's mouth showed a trace of curvature almost invisibly, "Aren't you already a great writer, and you are still short of this money?" ”

"What a big writer, I'm just a yard dog, I somehow became popular with a book, and I gained a few fans. I'm still a poor man, and I have to save up to buy a big villa. ”

"Well, I remember when you were a kid that your wish was to make a lot of money."

"How do you know?"

"I've seen the logs in your space."

"When did you access my space? I haven't seen any trace of you visiting me? ”

Jiang Lin: "......"

Oops, accidentally said it out of my mouth. You can't tell me about the registration of the trumpet in order to spy on her space, otherwise you will be ruined.