After returning to the hospital, Yun Jue was immediately sent to the intensive care unit, and various large instruments were installed on his body.
Long Qingyue was also sent to the treatment room for treatment. During this period, he held Mu Nuanxin's hand and refused to let go, as if he was afraid that she would disappear again if he let go.
Feng Siye was busy taking care of the two people. Suddenly, he stopped and looked at the man in a white coat walking over from a distance. He took a breath and asked, "Shaobai, what's wrong with your head?"
At this moment, Ling Shaobai's head was wrapped in gauze, his face was as pale as paper, but his expression was very calm, as if nothing had happened. He said calmly, "It's okay, I accidentally hit my head yesterday."
"Oh, I was too careless. I have to be careful next time. It would be terrible if we fall in love. By the way, how were you and Tang Tian yesterday?" Feng Siye asked with concern.
"Same old... How are Yue and Mu Nuanxin? I heard that a seriously ill patient was brought in. Who is that person?" Ling Shaobai didn't want to continue this topic. He tried his best to suppress the pain in his chest and asked calmly.
"Yue suffered internal injuries plus a gunshot wound. Yun Jue was seriously injured. He was shot in the chest but missed his vital points." Feng Siye explained immediately.
After hearing this, Ling Shaobai immediately said, "I'll go over and take a look right away."
"Okay, I'll go with you." Feng Siye said and quickly followed.
Ling Shaobai first went to see Yun Jue and checked his vital signs and various data on the equipment. Seeing that there was no abnormality, he seriously told the doctor in charge to take good care of him before leaving and heading to the treatment room.
Long Qingyue was also undergoing examination, and Mu Nuanxin was standing by with him, looking a little anxious and distressed, fearing that something might really go wrong with his body.
"Don't worry, as I said, as long as you are here, I will not die." Long Qingyue gently held her hand to comfort her.
Mu Nuanxin pursed her lips, feeling the cold warmth of his big hand, and subconsciously clenched his hand, and tears began to well up in her eyes.
"Doctor Ling." When the doctor in charge of the examination saw Ling Shaobai's arrival, he immediately stepped aside.
Ling Shaobai quickly walked to the couch. Long Qingyue looked at the gauze on his head and asked in surprise, "What's wrong with your head?"
"I accidentally hit him. Forget about me, how is Mr. Long doing now?" Ling Shaobai asked the doctor beside him in a deep voice.
"The gunshot wound is nothing serious. It's just excessive blood loss, internal injury, slight rupture of the spleen, and some water accumulation. It requires hospitalization." The doctor said very seriously.
"Are there no problems in other places?" Ling Shaobai asked worriedly.
"No issues have been found so far."
"Okay, I understand. I will prescribe a prescription later and you will treat according to the prescription." Ling Shaobai came to the bedside and gently pressed Long Qingyue's chest a few times.
"How is the situation? Is it serious?" Mu Nuanxin asked nervously, her heart tightening again.
"If you cooperate well with the treatment, there will be no problem. I'm just afraid that some people will be disobedient and run around when their health is not good." Ling Shaobai saw that nothing was really wrong, so he said with relief.
"No, he won't run around anymore, I will keep a good eye on him." Mu Nuanxin said quickly.
[Urgently asking for monthly tickets, girls who have tickets, please come over quickly and let the storm come more violently, ahhhhh!!!]
