"Having a bad stomach?" Su Shijie frowned. Can Chanel cry just because of a bad stomach?
"Doctor, please check my wife again."
Su Shijie sat down next to Chanel's bench, put one arm around Chanel's shoulder, and asked politely.
Although he is not arrogant and domineering based on his status, the strength flowing through him is an oppressive force...
Such pomp and gestures make him look like he is no ordinary person at first glance.
There was a touch of respect in the doctor's mouth that he didn't dare to offend: "I have already examined you, sir."
"Check again," Su Shijie held Shanel's hand, "I want to make sure she is safe."
In the end, he only prescribed a pair of medicines. The doctor suggested that Shanai go back and take some medicine. If she still felt unwell, she could go to a regular hospital for examination.
Su Shijie was always worried and had to ask the doctor to give her an injection.
"I don't feel much pain now. No need for injections." Shanel suddenly came back to her senses and shook her head vigorously.
"The injection heals quickly."
"Are you the doctor or him? The doctor said there is no need for injections!"
Su Shijie stared at her lovingly and hooked his fingers on the tail of her braid: "Are you afraid of injections? Are you so resistant?"
Chanel turned away and said nothing, and Su Shijie didn't embarrass her. When he got up and searched for his wallet to pay, he discovered that he only had a card and no cash.
"There's no need to give me the medicine that costs a few dollars." The doctor waved his hands repeatedly, just wanting to send the god of plague away.
"How?" Su Shijie raised his eyebrows, "Lei Bin."
The driver rushed forward to pay the bill.
Su Shijie held up Chanel with one hand, held her in his arms, and strode out of the clinic.
Chanel leaned into his arms and did not resist. She was exhausted physically and mentally, and her mind began to be in a trance again. Whenever she thought of what she overheard in the garden, her heart felt like it was pierced by thousands of arrows.
"Xin'er, you look very bad." Su Shijie's deep voice came very close to her.
Chanel could only try not to think about everything about Mu Xicheng: "I want to go back and rest..."
"..."
"I can't go to the banquet, is that okay?"
Su Shijie raised his eyebrows: "If you want to attend a banquet like this, you can always have the opportunity. If you are so eager to announce that you are my wife, Su Shijie, I can hold a family banquet at home."
"..."
Su Shijie was holding Chanel and just staring at her. Suddenly two young men walked across from him, and one of them bumped into Su Shijie.
"Why did you hit me? You don't have eyes!" The young man patted his shoulder, glared at Su Shijie fiercely, and suddenly became discouraged, "I'm sorry, brother, I didn't wear my glasses when I walked... I'm sorry I bumped into you... are you okay?
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The other party nodded and bowed repeatedly and slipped away without stopping.
From beginning to end, Su Shijie didn't say a word, and didn't even give him a sinister look.
He frowned, remembering the doctor's attitude towards him just now: "Xin'er, I look terrible?"
"At first glance, you are used to being domineering and arrogant." Chanel didn't want him to notice anything strange, so she forced herself to talk to him.
"I didn't." He never gets angry at people for no reason.
Chanel glanced at him indifferently, probably because his domineering magnetic field was too strong, and he was not someone to be trifled with at first glance.
What's more, there are two personal bodyguards in black standing behind him. Who dares to offend?
"They concluded that I was a bad person just by looking at the surface, and they were all prejudiced against me," Su Shijie said in a low voice, "You are the same as them."