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"Dong."

The sound of body bumping together is covered by the sound of rubbing clothes. Liang Jingyi's face shows a look of amazement.

He had to turn his head to look at Fu Jiyao after being pulled back for a short time and the surprise of bumping into his familiar arms.

Lin Jiantang is also shocked by Liang Jingyi's sudden bump into the arms of the people behind him.

From Lin Jiantang's point of view, Liang Jingyi seems to have suddenly stepped back and bumped into Fu Jiyao's arms.

How to look at this picture, how frightening.

But Fu Jiyao seems to have nothing to do with it.

He withdrew his hand on Liang Jingyi's shoulder and walked forward with his body on his side.

"I am a friend of Jing Yi," Fu Jiyao said to Lin Jiantang. "I have a headache recently, so I followed him to the hospital to see a doctor."

Liang Jingyi: You talk nonsense! You didn't even hang up! You cheater who takes up hospital resources!

"Oh, well, you sit down and tell me about your symptoms. What's wrong with you?"

Hearing that it was a patient, Lin Jiantang immediately forgot the "Horror Picture" just now and carefully listened to Fu Jiyao's gossiping.

In this way, Fu Jiyao stayed with Liang Jingyi as a patient and took a CT with him.

Originally, Liang Jingyi didn't have to accompany him, but he said the headache symptoms were too serious. Lin Jiantang asked him to take a CT on the safe side. He also dragged the sleeve of Liang Jingyi, who was listening beside him.

"Doctor, I don't have any incurable disease." Fu Jiyao's face was flustered, "if you want to take CT, can you let Jingyi accompany me? I can't find the CT room, and I'm afraid

Fu Jiyao, a 23-year-old young man with a healthy diet and regular exercise from childhood to adulthood, now pretends to be a terminally ill patient.

Although Lin Jiantang had seen many parting in life and death, and had seen countless problems, the young man in front of him was after all a friend of his favorite Liang Jingyi.

What's more, Liang Jingyi has an indescribable expression since he entered the door. He is stunned to see Liang Jingyi's concern and worry about his friends from the endless expression of seeing the mentally retarded.

So, Lin Jiantang waved, let Liang Jingyi take Fu Jiyao to take CT.

"Thank you, Jingyi." Fu Jiyao pulls Liang Jingyi's sleeve and gets up from the stool.

At the moment, Liang Jingming is paralyzed by pulling his head.

Looking at his appearance, Liang Jingyi couldn't help but twitch.

"No, you're welcome." Liang Jingyi grabs the clothes that are about to be pulled out of his shoulders with one hand, and tries to pull him up from the stool as soon as possible with the other hand.

But Fu Jiyao's muscles are so heavy that a man can't be pulled up by Liang Jingyi, a thin and weak student who spends all day in the laboratory and library.

"You, you stand up!" Liang Jingyi's face turned red.

When will the play last?

In Lin Jiantang's eyes, he was a good young man who was 23 years old. He could not stand up because he was afraid of incurable disease.

Lin Jiantang was really distressed and went to help Liang Jingyi lift Fu Jiyao up.

The moment he stood up, Fu Jiyao put his hand on Liang Jingyi and held him tightly. The weight of the whole person pressed on him.

"Oh, Jingyi, take him to take a CT!" Lin Jiantang patted the man holding Liang Jingyi and comforted him and said, "don't worry, you are still so young, there must be no big thing."