Through a door, Tang Yu's voice seemed to be muffled in a jar.
The low and gentle voice became a little unclear, but the highly recognizable voice was still easily captured by Lin Jingshuo.
"How is he?"
“Is it not just a physical problem, but are there also some psychological symptoms?”
"For example... masochistic tendencies or..."
When Lin Jingshuo heard Tang Yu's accurate description of his situation, he clenched his already red palms tightly, and his body, which was leaning cautiously against the door, unconsciously began to tense up. From some angles, he looked like a withered flower, but from beginning to end, he remained silent, trying to make himself a complete bystander.
Yes, my own bystander.
Lin Jingshuo's eyes gradually became empty, and his pupils, which were as clear as lake water, gradually turned into a bottomless black.
He originally thought that Tang Yu would never discover this side of him.
At least we wouldn't find out that he was a rotten person to the core, but now, from his body to his heart, there is no part of him that is intact.
He had imagined the scene of meeting Tang Yu again countless times, but never had it been so bad.
In his imagination, he should be beautiful, clean, and even docile in front of Tang Yu, but no matter which, he would definitely not be as bad as he is now.
It's absolutely terrible.
Lin Jingshuo's cold finger bones blocked the only light in front of his eyes, and his hands, like works of art, covered his face, as if this could make him feel a little more secure.
But in the end it is like covering one's ears and stealing the bell.
The conversation outside the door continued, and the doctor who had just diagnosed him carefully gave his own judgment:
"The patient's physical condition is indeed somewhat weak, even terrible. But his mental condition... I can't tell you based on my intuition."
The family doctor just took a quick glance at the patient's expression, and during the diagnosis and treatment, he also paid more attention to the bruises on the patient's body.
However, it is difficult to make an accurate judgment based on these alone, so the family doctor suggested to Tang Yu:
"I think you can take the patient to the hospital for a professional psychological examination. However, for now, I will prescribe some medicine for the patient's physical symptoms. You just need to take it on time every day."
"But there's one thing I have to tell you first..."
Tang Yu frowned, suppressed his bad intuition, and nodded slightly:
"Go ahead."
"I just examined the patient's stomach and throat and found that he may have a severe degree of anorexia. If possible, could you tell me about his recent eating habits?"
Tang Yu sighed, shook his head slightly, and said that it was indeed so.
Jing Shuo was indeed hiding something from him, and he was hiding a lot.
Tang Yu tightened his right hand's fingers slightly, thinking in his head while telling what he knew:
"Hmm... Jing Shuo didn't eat anything all day. I forced him to drink some chicken soup in the evening, so he ate quite a bit..."
Tang Yu's tone was light, but one could feel a sense of intimacy in it.
It seemed like they were not stating the situation, but sharing their sweet daily life.
The doctor couldn't help but secretly glance at the big man in front of him who was known as the "uncle circle's heavenly dish", but nodded seriously and said in a firm tone:
"It seems the patient is indeed suffering from anorexia. I'm afraid he's vomited everything he just ate... But he should rest now. I'll prescribe some medicine and come back to see him tomorrow or in a couple of days."
The doctor with the paralyzed face had already given a plan, but after thinking about it, he immediately realized that he had not asked for the doctor's opinion first, so after finishing the arrangement, he quickly added:
"What do you think?"
There's no way around it. Being a big boss's family doctor requires you to have this self-awareness.
The doctor wiped the sweat off his forehead and seemed a little anxious every second when he didn't get a response. Although there was no emotion on his expressionless face, his burning mood was absolutely real.
But soon, the boss's calm "Okay" brought the doctor back to spring.
He breathed a sigh of relief, feeling a little surprised.
Judging from my interactions with the head of the family tonight, this person... is really too approachable.
There's nothing wrong with being kind.
But this didn't mean he was willing to stay with the oppressive boss any longer, so the doctor saw the right time to escape. However, he didn't expect that after he took two steps, he heard three short, low words coming from behind him:
"Wait a moment."
"Do you... have anything else to say?"
Tang Yu watched the doctor stiffly turn his head and look at him. Although he felt a little funny, his expression did not change at all. He straightened his clothes and said nonchalantly:
"It's considered overtime tonight. Thank you for your hard work."
doctor:"?"
“…It’s not hard at all!”
There is such a good thing?
I didn't tell him when I was recruiting.
But it’s not too late to know now.
Looking at the doctor's back as he happily left, Tang Yu smiled and looked down at the big bag of medicine in his right hand.
Well, fortunately it’s not too late to treat it.
But the amount of medicine looks a bit scary.
I just wonder if people who used to frown even when drinking cold medicine can now take medicine obediently.
Tang Yu's footsteps were getting closer and closer to the door. At this time, Lin Jingshuo behind the door seemed to come to his senses and remembered that he should not be here at this time, but should be lying on the sofa "weak and pitiful".
Then the withered flower suddenly became lively again and began to climb back with great effort.
However, he still overestimated his own body and underestimated Tang Yu's speed.
As the door was pushed open, a faint groaning sound disappeared like a splash of water.
Tang Yu frowned and looked around, but couldn't find Lin Jingshuo.
Someone ran away?
impossible.
It was difficult for Jing Shuo to walk out the door in that state.
Door?
Tang Yu was silent for two seconds. Remembering the slight resistance and the muffled groan that seemed like an illusion when he pushed the door, he moved his feet and slowly pulled the door closer.
The person who appeared behind the door was naturally Lin Jingshuo.
I saw that the tip of his nose was red, I don't know if it was because of being hit or crying. His water-soaked eyes stared at me blankly, as if he was hit stupidly, without a trace of shrewdness in his eyes.
Tang Yu's heart skipped a beat, and he thought:
"It's over..."
"You haven't cleared your name yet, don't let your wife get fooled first."
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