Just as the dean was about to speak, he heard Ye Qiaofei's answer.

"I see." Ye Qiaofei said lightly.

She's not someone who puts her personal emotions into her work, and that doesn't affect her well.

So she decided to accept it calmly, not to mention that the dean was right, and she could use this incident to silence those people.

Hearing Ye Qiaofei's promise, the dean almost cried with joy.

"Okay, then you see when you're free, I'll ask the nurse to send you the medical records?" The dean spoke with a little joy.

"Hmm." After Ye Qiaofei answered, he hung up the phone.

Looking at the end of the call record, the dean felt a burst of joy in his heart and conveyed this to Fu Beimo's side.

Knowing that Ye Qiaofei agreed, Fu Beimo was in a very good mood.

Although this matter uses a little trick, it is not a solution.

Sometimes it is not impossible to compromise the means.

In the afternoon of the same day, when Ye Qiaofei arrived at the hospital, the little nurse had already sent the medical records to the office.

She took a few brief glances and put it away, feeling a little puzzled in her heart.

How could this poisoned man's condition be so similar to Fu Beimo's?

Could it be, the person the dean asked her to treat was Fu Beimo, right?

Just then, there was a knock on the office door.

"Enter." Ye Qiaofei said a word lightly, without even raising his eyes.

The nurse walked up to Ye Qiaofei's desk and said, "Doctor Mu, it's time to treat the patient." ”

"Hmm." Ye Qiaofei nodded his chin, and his tone was indifferent.

She stood up and her eyes fell on the nurse: "Lead the way." ”

"Okay, Dr. Mu, come with me."

Ye Qiaofei followed behind the nurse, and after a while, she came to the door of a ward.

The nurse handed the medical record book to Ye Qiaofei, and then pushed the door open for Ye Qiaofei: "Doctor Mu, please." ”

Ye Qiaofei stepped in, and when he saw Fu Beimo in the ward, Ye Qiaofei paused.

was really caught in her words, the person the dean wanted her to heal, it was really Fu Beimo.

Ye Qiaofei subconsciously wanted to turn around and leave, but after thinking about it for a while, she still approached Fu Beimo.

The eyes looked at Fu Beimo's eyes, and the moment the two of them looked at each other, Fu Beimo's heart trembled suddenly.

It's like being caught red-handed by someone who did something wrong, and it's very empty-hearted.

Ye Qiaofei retracted his gaze and asked lightly: "How does your body feel?"

Fu Beimo didn't expect Ye Qiaofei to take the initiative to talk to him, so he was overjoyed and hurriedly replied, "It's a little uncomfortable." ”

It was an excuse he had thought of before he came, and he didn't panic at all when he said it now.

"Well, tell me." Ye Qiaofei took out a pen and paper and thought about recording it.

Whatever the patient's condition is, it is important.

Watching Ye Qiaofei sketch on the medical record book, and the handwriting of the dragon flying and phoenix dancing, and Ye Qiaofei who is so serious, it is particularly pleasing to the eye.

Fu Beimo's handsome and extraordinary face showed a look of loss.

"It's hard for people I like to remember me." Fu Beimo said with a hurt expression.

Ye Qiaofei frowned unhappily, his expression was obviously a little impatient.

"This kind of thing, I suggest you talk to the nurse." Ye Qiaofei planned to change the office as he spoke, but was interrupted by Fu Beimo before he finished speaking.

"Qiao Fei, you weren't like this before, we loved each other so much in the past, and we can love each other like this in the future."

Fu Beimo's eyes were full of injury, and he looked straight at Ye Qiaofei like this.

Seeing that Ye Qiaofei didn't speak, he began to talk about the past of the two.

Those clips of love are like what happened yesterday.

Listening to what Fu Beimo said about the past, Ye Qiaofei didn't really want to hear it.

But where Fu Beimo stopped, he had no intention of getting out of the way at all, which made Ye Qiaofei have to listen with displeasure.

Those pasts told by Fu Beimo fiercely stimulated Ye Qiaofei's memory.

A lot of things in my mind suddenly started to churn.

Her head also hurt badly, which made Ye Qiaofei have to sit down on the table.

And Fu Beimo, who saw Ye Qiaofei sitting down, thought that he had moved her, and he was overjoyed, so he continued to talk about the past of the two.

But he didn't see Ye Qiaofei's increasingly ugly face at all, until a little nurse came in outside.

Seeing the extraordinary atmosphere between the two, the little nurse showed a hint of surprise in her eyes, she walked up to Ye Qiaofei and said, "When this patient is ready for acupuncture, Doctor Mu plans to do it himself, or will he continue to let yesterday's doctor come?" ”

With Ye Qiaofei here, Fu Beimo naturally wouldn't allow others to give him acupuncture.

"I believe in Dr. Mu's medical skills, so I don't need anyone else." Fu Beimo directly refused the request of others for acupuncture.

The little nurse nodded, and then went to prepare the things needed for acupuncture.

Ye Qiaofei's eyes glanced at Fu Beimo lightly: "I'll go out and wash my hands." ”

"I'll wait for you."

"Hmm." Ye Qiaofei let out a faint "um", and then turned around and went to the bathroom.

She washed her face with cold water to suppress the uncomfortable feeling.

When everything was fine, the little nurse also prepared the things that needed acupuncture.

Acupuncture takes a long time, and Ye Qiaofei does not plan to stay in the ward all the time.

After three or two injections, she asked the little nurse to bring an instrument to irradiate it.

"Wake up in fifteen minutes, and then wait three or four minutes for the needle to be removed." Ye Qiaofei left the ward after explaining.

Fu Beimo wanted to shout Ye Qiaofei, but he couldn't move at all, so he could only watch Ye Qiaofei leave.

And Ye Qiaofei, who walked to the door, suddenly felt dizzy.

She leaned against the wall, trying to return to her office.

But he didn't take a few steps before he staggered forward.

And barely a man just came, and Ye Qiaofei was directly carried into the arms of the fallen man.

When the man saw Ye Qiaofei's face, he also realized that the situation was wrong.

"Hypoglycemia?" The man spoke in Chinese, which was not very fluent.

Ye Qiaofei didn't have much strength, but he still tried to keep himself awake and nodded lightly.

The man helped Ye Qiaofei into the office and stuffed a candy in her mouth.

People with low blood sugar usually prepare sugar at all times, which is a lifesaver at critical times.

After eating the sugar, Ye Qiaofei felt a little better.

The feeling of dizziness was gone, and she carefully looked at the man in front of her.

The man is very gentle-looking, with glasses with gold rimmed glasses, which gives people a polite feeling.

"Thank you." Ye Qiaofei said and poured a glass of water for the man to express his gratitude.

The man waved his hand indifferently, and he smiled at Ye Qiaofei and said, "It's just a gesture, don't worry about it." ”

Listening to the man's twisted Chinese, Ye Qiaofei couldn't help but be a little surprised.