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That unknown object was like a heavyweight bomb, always making a sudden wave of presence when he was unprepared.
He could see how painful Jian Ning was before she fainted, but he couldn't do anything.
¡°We can only follow Zuo Chen¡¯s request and record the time of each headache attack.
He looked at her pale face.
She felt uneasy again. Is she really so tired?
There are many, many things, if connected in series, it will be a mysterious and unpredictable direction that even he dare not think about.
He would rather think that it was her fatigue that caused her headache, and then it was the thing in her head that was causing trouble.
But after putting Jian Ning down, Fu Tingyao still couldn't hold it back and called Zuo Chen.
It was early in the morning over there, and he vaguely heard the ringing of his cell phone. Although he was sleepy and confused, he still reached out and touched the bright light, "Hello"
"sleeping?"
¡°You¡¯re asking even though you know it!¡±
Zuo Chen became more energetic after saying a few words, "Why are you calling so late?"
"Then why are you answering my call so late?"
"This is your exclusive ringtone! Brother!" Zuo Chen used the light of his mobile phone to turn on the bedside lamp, then picked up his glasses and put them on. He looked ready, "Can you stop being so unwilling to admit defeat? You won't give in." He sighed, "I know why you love Jian Ning so much, but you keep being with her"
"I don't want to hear it." Fu Tingyao immediately interrupted him, "I don't have anything else to do, I just want to ask you, what should I do if Jian Ning's headache seems to be worse than before?"
"Is it more serious than before?" Zuo Chen counted the time, "It has been less than three months since I last returned to China to see her, and that thing in her brain has evolved so fast?"
"If it's a tumor, what's impossible?"
"But the key point is that it is not a tumor." Zuo Chen did not allow anyone to challenge his authority in his field, especially Fu Tingyao, a layman. He was good at management and business, but he was indeed inferior to him in medical skills. "You guys are not as good as him this time. I've also seen the latest film, and the thing in her brain shows no signs of growing or spreading at all. It's like" He hesitated, "It's like something living inside, not Cancer cells or tumor cells are those ambitious things that try to engulf other healthy cells."
He tried to speak as simply as possible so that Fu Tingyao could quickly understand.
He actually knew it, but he couldn't help but worry in his heart. The man's originally unwilling to admit defeat suddenly became lower in tone, filled with endless worry and helplessness, "Butshe hurts."
It was the kind of pain that he wished he could feel on her behalf.
Zuo Chen's heart twitched when he heard it, "Can you please stop speaking in such a wronged tone?" He leaned on the back of the bed and covered his heart, "You feel sorry for him, and I feel sorry for you!"
Fu Tingyao knew that he was a poor talker, "Go to hell!"
¡°Then if you say that, I won¡¯t share the rest of the important information.¡±
Fu Tingyao became interested, "What important information?"
¡°In the past, didn¡¯t there always be a world-class international medical society in the world? Every time, it would bring together medical masters from all over the world.¡±
"Yes." Fu Tingyao remembered this.
¡°This year¡¯s medical association is about to be held again, at the beginning of next month, so there¡¯s only a little more than a week left.¡±
Fu Tingyao understood clearly, "You mean, if you let Jian Ning go there, it would be equivalent to summoning many famous doctors. Maybe someone can unlock the secret of the unknown object in her mind?"
"Well, originally this year the Medical Association was declining and it might not be possible to hold it, but now because the reputation and influence of the organizer Mr. , is likely to become the largest number of applicants since the establishment of the society.¡±
"Mr.l?" Fu Tingyao sounded a little familiar.
"This is the person your Jian Ning asked to teach in Hospital A. He is also the founder of the Medical Association." Zuo Chen explained patiently, no longer sleepy at all, "So if you ask him to explain the situation to him then, Wouldn¡¯t it be enough to ask him to change this year¡¯s Chinese and Western medicine PK exam questions to Jian Ning¡¯s brain CT?¡±
For Fu Tingyao, this is not a difficult task.
As long as he wants to do it, he must have the confidence to do it.
What¡¯s more, mr.l and Jian Ning are old acquaintances.Amy's people who left their jobs directly to teach in the A Academy must have a lot of friendships with them.
"Okay." Jian Ning turned over in her sleep and was about to fall off the bed. Fu Tingyao's heart tightened when he saw it, "I know."
After saying that, he hung up the phone without warning.
Zuo Chen: ""
Fine.
He is Fu Tingyao's tool man, the tool man who comes and goes when called upon!
The only person who could make him hang up the phone without warning was Jian Ning.
I don¡¯t know what happened again.
Why does he think their affairs are more complicated than his
Zuo Chen lay on the bed for a long time, and finally he could only come to the conclusion that neither of them were ordinary people. Well, in this case, the ups and downs were a bit unexpected, and it seemed like it should be.
As a brother, as the most qualified tool man in the world, he forgives him!
sleep!
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Jian Ning¡¯s sleeping posture has always been bad when she sleeps.
But in the past, whether it was at the Fu family or at Yayuan Qingju, the beds there were always very big.
They are all queen-size beds specially bought by Fu Tingyao.
But now here in Tongcun, the preparations were in a hurry this time, and the room was not big, so some details were a bit wrong. Now seeing that Jian Ning was about to fall, he had to walk to her bed in three steps and two steps. He stretched out his hand to support one of her legs that was about to fall off.
She was sleeping deeply.
¡°Maybe it¡¯s because there¡¯s still some pain in my head, so I¡¯m still frowning.
The whole person¡¯s facial features were wrinkled together, mixed with sweat, and he looked very embarrassed.
" Fu Tingyao is holding her leg that is about to fall off with one hand. He dare not move now. He wants to put it on the bed, but he is afraid of waking her up, so he can't put it down
The touch on her legs was a little familiar.
It was even so familiar that it started to make him uneasy.
She still has sweat on her body and needs to be cleaned.
Fu Tingyao said to himself, after thinking about it, he slowly got up and took a small blanket from the bed, quickly rolled it into a cotton ball and placed it under Jian Ning's legs.
Replaced the function of his hand.
He also pulled the quilt on her body and adjusted the temperature in the room so that she could sleep as comfortably as possible.
Fu Tingyao got up and went out, found a clean towel, and then went to the bathroom to wet it. When he came out, he even had the energy to look forward to death without any hesitation. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com