Bo Zhanye walked straight in, his tall and slender figure carrying thousands of miles of winter ice and thousands of miles of snow. As soon as he entered, the whole office felt cold.
Xiao Ziyu quickly patted the little nurse in his arms, asked her to leave, and stood up:
"Brother Ninth, what brought you here? And what's wrong with your face? It looks like an eggplant beaten by frost."
Bo Zhanye looked at him indifferently and sat down on the examination chair: "I'm sick, check me out."
"Ah? What's wrong? Let me take a look." Xiao Ziyu said, took the thermometer, took Bo Zhanye's temperature, touched his forehead, and after a series of checks, he looked confused:
"Looks like everything's fine? What's wrong with you?"
Bo Zhanye looked at him, his eyes deep and empty, indifferent and cold. After about 5 seconds, he raised his finger and pointed at his chest:
"Upset, sad, and bloated."
"Damn! Inherited your father's heart disease? This is terrible, come with me to the examination room." Xiao Ziyu was so frightened that he immediately summoned all the cardiologists in the hospital, including the dean.
For three whole hours, Bo Zhanye inspected everything inside and out.
However, the final examination results made all the experts at the hospital nervous and confused:
"There is nothing wrong with the inspection, what's going on?"
"Master Jiu's heart looks healthy, why does he feel uncomfortable?"
"Is it a medical strange disease?"
"Gungungun, my ninth brother doesn't have any strange symptoms." Xiao Ziyu pushed them away, walked to the bedside, and asked carefully:
"Brother Jiu, why are you feeling sad and bloated? Tell me the initial cause and detailed situation, and I will analyze it carefully for you and prescribe the right medicine for you."
Bo Zhanye's eyelids drooped slightly, and his mood was cold: "It's nothing. I heard that woman teaching Lan Jiao how to hook up, and kept saying that it's not rare, and I felt angry."
Ahem.
That's it?
Xiao Ziyu slapped him on the arm: "Brother Jiu, I think you are angry. Why do you have a heart disease? You clearly like her."
Ha ha.
Several doctors and nurses on the side couldn't help but laugh. The aloof Master Jiu couldn't even tell the difference between illness and liking.
So innocent!
Bo Zhanye shot everyone a murderous look: "Who do you like?" That stupid woman? Impossible!
Xiao Ziyu was almost frozen to death by that look in his eyes. After driving away the doctors and nurses, he explained with extreme desire for survival:
"Don't be mean, don't be mean. I'm telling the truth. Think about it, if you feel uncomfortable because she taught Sister-in-law Jiu to please you and say she doesn't care about you, it's because you care about her and like her, so you don't like her.
Push you to another woman.
Brother Ninth, who is that woman? Your cheating is not kind."
The tone analysis is clear and logical, and it seems to be exactly what it is.
Bo Zhanye's face became colder and colder, and he would never admit that he liked Lan Xixi, who was covered in thorns and whose reputation was ruined:
"roll."
Without saying anything, he pulled on his suit jacket and strode out.
Even the air is cold.
Xiao Zi and the confused and curious cat!
Who is Ninth Brother attracted to? Which woman is so powerful?
7:10 p.m.
Bo Zhan returned to the villa at night, the air was quiet, and Bo Xiaomo sat alone in the living room playing model puzzles.
"Where did Lan Xixi go?" The child was left here alone.