It was quiet in the ward.

Zeo looked at all the data, and finally raised his head from the report, "Young Master Emperor, although the poisonous gas you inhaled before is no longer a big problem, but there are signs of fever after blowing the wind for a long time, and my subordinates are not sure if it has anything to do with the poisonous gas you inhaled before, so for the sake of insurance, it is better to observe for two more days, if the fever can go down in these two days, it is best, if not, I am afraid I will have to inform the young master." ”

Zeo finished speaking in one breath and closed the report heavily, which showed how dissatisfied he was with Di Yating's masochistic behavior.

"If you can't die, it's fine." Diating's lips were very dry, and when he moved his mouth, he felt very uncomfortable.

A pair of dark eyes were gloomy, quietly looking ahead, taking a closer look, but there was no focal length.

A handsome face that is more delicate than a woman is slightly sideways, with a resolute arc, inexplicably full of sadness.

Because of the fever in his body, his face showed an unusual flush, and he looked more and more charming.

Hearing Zeo's threat, he thought about it and added, "Don't worry, I will cooperate with the treatment, don't inform my brother." ”

When he is arrogant, he still can't change his respect for Qi Xiangyang in his bones.

“……”

Zeo's dissatisfied expression, after hearing his words, his expression became very weird, and he was silent for a while, but he still nodded.

Walk up and adjust the angle of the needle for him to prepare for the infusion.

"Bang-"

The door of the ward was pushed in suddenly, Zeo was startled, the needle almost scratched the back of Di Yating's hand, and subconsciously turned his head to look out of the door, just wanted to scold, but saw the two people by the door, but he held back, "Second young master, Miss Gong." ”

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, we were too anxious to scare you, right?" Gong Yue finally stabilized her hand and hurriedly apologized.

Zeo pricked the needle, then straightened up from the front of the hospital bed, looked at Gong Yue, and his eyes clearly wrote: Apologize before scaring people to death, is it useful?

But in the face of Gu Yuanbei's cold gaze, he still leaned over respectfully, "It's okay, if it's okay, the subordinates will retreat first." ”

Giving Miss Gong a look in front of the second young master is tantamount to looking for death.

Zeo is a doctor, but not an idiot.

Turning around and packing up his things, he walked towards the outside of the ward.

When he wiped the wheelchair, Gu Yuanbei, who had been silent, suddenly spoke, "How is his condition?" ”

"It's just that I was infected with the wind chill, I had some fever, and when the fever subsided, there were no other complications, so I was fine." Zeo was stunned for a moment, and then replied honestly.

"Caught in the cold?" Gu Yuanbei raised his eyebrows and looked at Di Yating's gaze with a bit of inquiry.

They have been in the VIP area on the top floor, and they haven't gone out to relax, but they don't know what kind of commotion has been blown outside because of Dia Ting~.

Hearing that Di Yating went out to chase someone and actually caught up with the wind and cold, Gu Yuanbei's eyes changed significantly, and he didn't want to ask much in front of Zeo, so he waved his hand and let him go down first.

"It doesn't seem to be going to be very good." Gu Yuanbei motioned for Gong Yue to push the wheelchair to the side of the bed, and looked directly at the absent-minded Di Yating.

"Don't worry, I'm not looking for death." Di Yating replied in a relaxed tone, his eyes brushed over Gu Yuanbei, and fixed on Gong Yue.

Ouya's words flashed in his mind, and his eyebrows twisted.

"You, what do you think I do like this, it's none of my business if you have a fever......" Gong Yue's scalp was numb when he stared at him, and he subconsciously shrank behind Gu Yuanbei.