Lang Yue was also taken aback, but he tried his best to suppress the panic in his heart, looked up at the doctor, and questioned:

"How could it not be saved? We haven't had an illness for a long time, and it's just an allergy caused by psychological factors, as for it? Don't talk nonsense, you quack! ”

The doctor was stunned: "Huh? Who are you talking about, Mr. Li? Aren't you Zhang Dawei's family? ”

"It's not!"

"It's not."

Su Manman and Lang Yue both shook their heads and couldn't help but look at each other.

At the same time, another middle-aged woman next to her stood up and said with a sad face: "Doctor, what did you say, is my husband not good?" ”

"Your husband is Zhang Dawei?"

"Well, yes."

The woman nodded.

It turned out that the doctor made a mistake for the family, what an oolong, a false alarm!

Su Manman and Lang Yue both breathed a sigh of relief, and hope was rekindled in their hearts.

It was also at this time that the door of the emergency room opened again, and a female doctor walked in from inside: "Li Beitian's family, are you there?" ”

When Su Manman heard this, he hurriedly greeted him.

"I am!"

She grabbed the other party's hand and said, "Doctor, I'm Li Beitian's wife, how is his current condition?" ”

The doctor nodded: "I have used anti-allergic drugs to suppress his allergy symptoms, but his condition is very special, caused by psychological factors, so he needs to be hospitalized for further observation." ”

"Okay."

Su Manman nodded, although he was relieved, he was still worried.

After a while, a nurse pushed Li Beitian out, and he was lying on the hospital bed, not yet awake, his brows frowning into a knot in pain.

"We will transfer him to the ward, and your family members should also pay attention to it themselves, don't stimulate him again, otherwise the condition will recur."

"Oh, well, I see, doctor."

Su Manman nodded, and moved to the ward with Li Beitian's bedside, not leaving an inch.

Lang Yue made a phone call in the corridor to rearrange the work for the next two or three days, and Su Manman sat on the edge of the hospital bed, quietly waiting for Li Beitian to wake up.

Looking at his painful expression and pale face, Su Manman's heart blamed himself.

Fortunately, Li Beitian did not faint for long, and after the doctor left a doctor's order before leaving, he woke up after almost half an hour.

He frowned, opened his eyes and looked around, only to see that it was white, and there was a drip on his arm.

For a while, my mind was a little confused, and I couldn't remember what I had experienced.

Suddenly, a pair of warm little hands grabbed his cold big palm.

"Li Beitian, are you feeling better now?"

Li Beitian looked back to his side, and found that Su Manman was clutching his palm tightly, a pair of willow eyebrows were frowned, his eyes were full of worry and eagerness, and his heart couldn't help but warm.

But, a nasty thought crossed his mind.

A handsome face quickly fell, he withdrew his hand from her palm, turned his head away from her, and said, "What are you still concerned about me for?" Don't you want me to follow you? ”

"I'm sorry...... I didn't expect you to get sick suddenly, I just wanted you to retreat, I didn't expect you to ......"

Su Man lowered his head, and the guilt gradually deepened.

"You really feel sorry for me?" Li Bei tilted his head to look at her.

"Hmm."

Li Bei narrowed his dark eyes and said, "Well, my illness is caused by you, and you must be responsible." ”