The doctor looked at the hospital bed in the office and said, "Lie down there."
Mo Xiaoqing obediently lay down on it.
The doctor pressed on the right side of her lower abdomen. "Does it hurt here?"
"pain."
Then I pressed on her lower abdomen, slightly above the middle. "Does it hurt?"
"fine."
He pressed on the left side of her lower abdomen again. "What about here?"
Mo Xiaoqing frowned. The little girl's delicate and pretty face looked especially pitiful when she frowned, making one want to hold her in their arms and gently comfort her.
"pain."
Qiao Qian'an watched from the side with his hands clenched tightly. If it weren't for the fact that he was a doctor, he would have punched him long ago. Knowing that Momo was in pain, he kept pressing on her here and there. Wasn't he just asking for a beating?
The doctor pondered for a moment before saying, "Get down."
When Mo Xiaoqing lay down, she loosened her hair because the back of her head, which was tied up, was uncomfortable. But when she heard his words, she sat up, combed her hair a few times with her fingers, and then tied it up.
Qiao Qian asked anxiously, "Doctor, is her illness serious?"
The doctor smiled, his eyes giving Qiao Qian'an a meaningful look. "That's an interesting question. What kind of illness do you consider serious? Disease? Or cancer?"
Young people these days are like this; they don't know how to cherish their health and keep putting things off.
Qiao Qian was feeling anxious and uneasy because he was worried about Momo's health, and the doctor kept him in suspense.
The doctor looked at him seriously and said earnestly, "Don't you know that health is the foundation of everything? What's the use of making so much money if your health collapses?"
"..."
Hearing this, Mo Xiaoqing subconsciously felt something was wrong and frowned. However, before she could think it through, her stomach started to ache again as she got up.
Qiao Qian'an frowned, mistaking the doctor's words for the fact that Mo Xiaoqing's condition was already very serious, and his expression became increasingly solemn.
Seeing Qiao Qian'an's anxious appearance, the doctor figured he probably wasn't some scumbag or a social outcast who didn't care about his girlfriend's health.
He stopped being coy and answered honestly, "It's nothing serious. Just some painkillers should be enough. Also, make sure to eat regularly, don't overeat, and don't eat raw, cold, spicy, or sour foods."
The doctor appeared to be in his forties or fifties, and had a rather amiable temperament. Although he was scolding them when he spoke, one could still detect a hint of concern in his words.
"If minor illnesses are not taken seriously, they are very likely to develop into serious illnesses."
Qiao Qian'an lowered his head slightly, giving the impression of a student who had made a mistake and was obediently listening to the teacher's reprimand.
Mo Xiaoqing's strange feeling grew stronger.
Next to Qiao Qian'an, Mo Xiaoqing was still pressing her abdomen tightly. Her fair and delicate skin seemed to be tinged with a faint blush due to the pain, and her forehead was covered with beads of sweat, with a strand of hair sticking to her forehead.
He felt a pang of heartache. "Is there any medicine that can temporarily relieve her pain?"
"I'll prescribe some painkillers for you in a bit, and you can go over for your IV drip. After you finish the two bottles, take some painkillers and you can go home." The doctor ignored Qiao Qian'an's question and turned to Mo Xiaoqing, who was still sitting on the hospital bed, to give her instructions gently.
Mo Xiaoqing nodded obediently and thanked him in a soft, sweet voice, "Thank you, doctor."
After the doctor chuckled and had the nurse lead Mo Xiaoqing out, he turned serious and began to lecture Qiao Qian'an, "Young lady, this is acute gastroenteritis. Don't think that this kind of illness is a minor one and therefore don't care about it. If you feel pain again next time, come to the hospital immediately to get medicine."
"You, as her boyfriend, failed in your supervisory responsibility. Since your girlfriend had been feeling unwell for the past two days, why didn't you take her to the hospital in time?"
He's seen plenty of young people like that these days.
They don't know how to cherish their girlfriends; they only know how to indulge in debauchery outside.
When something really goes wrong, it will be too late to regret it!
Qiao Qian'an nodded solemnly, but if you looked closely, you would notice that a red mark had quietly crept onto his earlobe.
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