National male god

Chapter 90 Identity Exposed
Shen Zhongchen was going to complain that she was very happy to attract bees and butterflies everywhere, but then saw Lu Mi swaying, and then fell directly to the ground.

Shen Zhongchen looked at Lu Mi in a daze, as if he was going to dislike him just now, even a smile was pulled out from the corner of his mouth, whether that smile really didn't come out.

He even froze for a moment before remembering to help Lu Mi up.When Lu Mi fell, she was actually a little conscious, and she opened her eyes when Shen Zhongchen helped her up.

"Don't worry...I..." After she muttered this sentence indistinctly, she fell back in a daze.

Shen Zhongchen watched Lu Mi fall obediently in his arms.Do not move or speak.

Heartbreaking.

The self-control and rationality that he had always been proud of seemed to have been stripped from him.

However, Lu Mi, who was sleeping in his arms, brought his sanity back.Shen Zhongchen took out his cell phone.

Only at this moment did he realize that his hands were already shaking.

"Hey, is this Old Zhao? Master Zhao, do you have time to come over now?" He said vaguely.

On the opposite side was the driver who had been with the Shen family for many years. When he heard the voice of his eldest young master, he almost didn't recognize him: "Eldest young master? What's the matter, where are you?"

"Yangcheng Middle School... the gate of the e-sports club." Shen Zhongchen's voice was dry, he coughed twice, and then said: "You remember to drive over here directly, don't delay things too much, I have to send someone to the hospital."

Old Zhao felt a little anxious when he heard this sentence: "What's the matter, young master... are you okay? Is anyone injured? Don't worry too much, young master!"

On this side, Shen Zhongchen thought about it, and finally he didn't continue to squat on the side of the road in that weird posture. He hugged Lu Mi on the bench at one side, sat on the other side, and waited for the driver to arrive.

After he packed everything up, he realized that his hands and feet were still numb and cold, which had not been relieved.

"You...don't worry about it." Shen Zhongchen looked at the person in front of him, and finally reached out and brushed a few strands of sweat-wet hair from her cheeks behind her ears.

Lu Mi has a lot of bad things going on recently, and she doesn't really care about her appearance. When she just returned to China, she cut her hair, but she was not willing to cut it very short. Now, it has grown to the side of her ears.

Lu Mi didn't bother to cut her bangs, and every time her bangs grew long enough to cover her eyes, she just cut them casually, as if they were being chewed by a dog.

That is to say, it depends on her appearance to support this hairstyle that has become more and more weird recently.

Shen Zhongchen continued to look at Lu Mi.

There is a small mole under the corner of Lu Mi's eye, not a mole of tears, but in the middle of the lower eyelid of the left eye, very cute.

He stretched out his hand as if obsessed with ghosts, and pressed the mole. Then, as if he had reacted suddenly, he pulled his hand back suddenly: "I'm sorry..." He just opened his mouth, and then remembered that the mole in his arms People can't hear what they are saying now.

Thinking of this, his face became more and more gloomy.

There was a sharp sound of brakes, and Lao Zhao jumped out of the car: "Master, Master! Are you okay..." He suddenly stopped speaking.

On Shen Zhongchen's face, there was a fragility and helplessness that he had never seen before.

"Anemia, is she on her period recently?" The female doctor looked at the list in her hand and asked Shen Zhongchen.

Because of the whole body examination, Lu Mi's gender is naturally not a secret.

Shen Zhongchen was stunned for a moment: "Huh?"

The female doctor frowned impatiently: "Ask you? Isn't that right?"

"Should..." Shen Zhongchen remembered the black plastic bag that Lu Mi sneaked out to buy just now, he opened the bag he was holding, and the pink corner of the sanitary napkin was exposed from the black plastic bag inside: "That's right, It's the menstrual period." He said, his face inevitably turned a little red.

The female doctor didn't know what Shen Zhongchen was thinking: "Anemia, and hypoglycemia, the patient is malnourished, it must have been a long time."

As she spoke, she raised her head and asked Shen Zhongchen: "What has she eaten these days?"

"Hot pot... I drank wine last night and got a hangover." Shen Zhongchen said, wanting to go back to the self who made Lu Mi drink to death last night, even if he wanted to know Lu Mi's inner thoughts, he couldn't. You should let Lu Mi drink so much: "I got up today and went to eat hot pot again. It's spicy."

The doctor was silent for a while: "She's pretty good," she concluded, "She didn't faint until today, it can only be said that she was lucky."

After the doctor finished talking about Lu Mi, he started to ask again: "Are you staying up late?"

"Stay." Shen Zhongchen answered very directly. There are still very few people who engage in e-sports and don't stay up late, and from the previous observations, it can be seen that Lu Mi sleeps very lightly, and she can't fall asleep if there is any movement.

The doctor sighed: "Are the three meals on time?"

"Not very punctual." Shen Zhongchen replied with a serious expression.

"Anemia, hypoglycemia, malnutrition, and slight neurasthenia..." The doctor glanced at Shen Zhongchen's face: "But this is not certain, after all, these psychological problems can actually be detected from some physical examinations. But it’s not necessarily accurate.” She went on to say, “Three meals are unstable and sleep cannot be guaranteed.”

After saying these words in a long series, she sighed and concluded: "Why hasn't she died suddenly?"

Shen Zhongchen hadn't said anything yet, but Old Zhao couldn't listen anymore: "Is there anyone who talks like that? Do you still want to work in this hospital?"

Shen Zhongchen said: "Old Zhao, don't be like this, what he said is indeed true." He stretched out his hand to stop his driver, and looked up at the doctor: "If you want to nurse her back, is there any chance?"

The doctor tore off the piece of paper that he had been writing and handed it to him: "This is a general precaution, and if you take it easy, you can consider some methods of Chinese medicine." She said and rolled her eyes: "Although there It has always been some old-fashioned means, but it is still quite useful in terms of recuperation."

After she finished speaking, she stretched out her hand to chase people away: "Okay, okay, hurry up, I have other people's appointments here, just skip the line, and stop asking about this and that."

Shen Zhongchen was not angry either, he took the paper, thanked him in a low voice, and walked out of the female doctor's office with his driver.

Old Zhao was still a little bit aggrieved: "Why do you think that doctor is so rude!"

(End of this chapter)