Chapter 17 Blood Clan (18)

A coolness suddenly flashed across his eyes, he squinted and saw Fang Ming reached out and grabbed the girl's arm and turned her over.

He rubbed his fingertips lightly on it, then took out the stethoscope and pressed it on the person's stomach, opened his clothes and moved over.

"Ye Nian, you—"

However, his arm suddenly sank, and Fang Ming's movements of adjusting the equipment froze and froze.

He froze for a moment, then looked down at his clasped hand, and slowly raised his head.

"He... Mr. He?"

With her phoenix eyes narrowed slightly, He Yan slightly closed her eyes at the hands they met, and raised her eyebrows, "What are you doing?"

The cold and unhappy voice was tinged with warning.

His throat was dry, and Fang Ming felt an inexplicable chill in his heart. He lowered his head and said hastily, "This is an examination. I'll check Ye Nian's blood pressure and heart rate first. She doesn't look very well now."

"..."

Eyes facing each other.

A moment of silent silence spread between the two.

It was extremely quiet.

"Batt", the sweat on Fang Ming's forehead dripped down his face and onto the ground.

Let your fingertips loose.

Only then did people let go.

But he glanced at him blankly, He Yan got up and sat on the chair next to him.

"Hurry up." Immediately, someone next to him patted the dazed Fang Ming.

Only then did he react suddenly, he lowered his head and quickly put the stethoscope on Ye Nian.

He lowered his eyes and did not speak, but He Yan clasped his fingertips on the table tightly, exuding a faint indifference all over his body.

After half an hour.

The inspection is over.

Fang Ming prescribed several medicines and water from his medicine box to feed Ye Nian, and wiped the sweat from his forehead, "Acute gastroenteritis should be caused by eating unclean raw food."

"I did a simple check here. It's best to wait for her to feel better before going to the hospital."

After all, no gastroscopy was done.

Not sure what was causing it.

Seeing that Ye Nian's chin was soaked with water from swallowing, Fang Ming took a piece of paper and wiped his face.

Rubbing up and down, fingertips inadvertently touched the red lips.

In an instant, He Yan narrowed his eyes, got up and walked over.

"I come."

He reached out and pulled out the tissue in Fang Ming's palm, pushed him aside, squeezed the tissue and pressed it on Ye Nian's small face to wipe it carefully and carefully.

"..."

Fang Ming was suddenly squeezed and almost hit the wall.

It was Steward Liu who helped him up and didn't fall this time, so he quickly stood up straight in embarrassment, "Well, it's okay."

Said embarrassingly, "I just need to rest. If Ye Nian is still not feeling well after today, I will go to the hospital again."

(End of this chapter)

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