Miss Luo may have had more skin injuries all over her body, and her right foot has old injuries plus new injuries. If we don’t pay attention to it this time, it will probably be difficult to walk normally in the future."

"Concussion?" Shu Lingjiang's frown deepened. Although he did not study medicine, he understood the meaning of these words very well.

"Because she hit her head after rolling down the stairs. Although the current examination results have not confirmed that she has a concussion, this symptom may be directly displayed as an overt concussion as a latent disease in the future."

"You mean, she doesn't have a concussion now, but this impact will probably cause her to become a concussion patient one day in the future?"

"Yes." The doctor replied respectfully, not daring to look at Shu Lingjiang at all.

"How long will it take for her right foot to heal?" Shu Lingjiang reached out and touched Luo Mingya's forehead covered with white gauze. For some reason, he suddenly felt a dull pain in his heart.

"If you take good care of your injury, it will be completely healed in a week. If you don't take good care of it, this leg will probably..."

"I understand, can you go through the discharge procedures for her now?"

"Can."

After hearing this, Shu Lingjiang completed the discharge procedures for her in less than half an hour and drove her back to the villa. After Luomingya returned to the villa, she still fell asleep and never woke up.

Shu Lingjiang stayed with her all night. Seeing her pale face, he always had a very strange feeling in his heart.

"Sir, you have been watching Miss Luo all night. You didn't eat anything last night. My subordinate took it upon himself to ask the kitchen people to make porridge. Do you want to eat breakfast first?"

"Porridge, she will be hungry when she wakes up. Housekeeper, you keep an eye on her here first. I'm going to the kitchen to make something to eat." Shu Lingjiang's eyes were all blue and black. After he said this, he said

After entering Luomingya's room, the housekeeper stayed there and looked at Luomingya. He was stunned. The gentleman... finally fell. Alas... I hope he can realize it earlier.

It was already noon when Luomingya woke up. She opened her eyes tiredly and murmured in a hoarse voice: "What? I'm not dead yet? My body hurts, my head hurts, and my whole body hurts.

Why aren't you dead yet? How strange?"

"Death? You haven't paid back what you owe me, and you want to die? Luo Mingya, are you thinking too simply? Do you have the right to die without my permission? It hurts, it hurts

This proves that you are still alive and awake, and will continue to be tortured by me! Do you understand me?"

Shu Lingjiang walked into the room with the porridge and placed it beside the bed. He looked at Luomingya with some mockery as he spoke. The housekeeper left the room and closed the door. Luo Mingya turned his face away.

If she wanted to see him, she knew that Shu Lingjiang would say so.

"Are you hungry? Let's drink the porridge." Shu Lingjiang reached out to help her up and put a soft pillow behind her for her to lean on. His careful movements and soft questioning voice made Luo Luo happy.

Mingya was shocked.

Did she get it wrong? Was this a dream? Shu Lingjiang was so gentle to her... Is she really still alive, not dreaming after death?

"Luo Mingya, I cooked porridge for you because I don't want you to die too quickly. You'd better be sensible and finish the bowl of porridge. My game has just begun. Don't let me have a hard time.

Do you hear me?" Seeing that she had been in a daze, Shu Lingjiang couldn't help ordering her awkwardly. Miss Luo may have had more skin injuries all over her body, and her right foot has old injuries plus new injuries. She won't pay more attention this time.

If so, it will probably become difficult to walk normally in the future."

"Concussion?" Shu Lingjiang's frown deepened. Although he did not study medicine, he understood the meaning of these words very well.

"Because she hit her head after rolling down the stairs. Although the current examination results have not confirmed that she has a concussion, this symptom may be directly displayed as an overt concussion as a latent disease in the future."

"You mean, she doesn't have a concussion now, but this impact will probably cause her to become a concussion patient one day in the future?"

"Yes." The doctor replied respectfully, not daring to look at Shu Lingjiang at all.

"How long will it take for her right foot to heal?" Shu Lingjiang reached out and touched Luo Mingya's forehead covered with white gauze. For some reason, he suddenly felt a dull pain in his heart.

"If you take good care of your injury, it will be completely healed in a week. If you don't take good care of it, this leg will probably..."

"I understand, can you go through the discharge procedures for her now?"

"Can."

After hearing this, Shu Lingjiang completed the discharge procedures for her in less than half an hour and drove her back to the villa. After Luomingya returned to the villa, she still fell asleep and never woke up.

Shu Lingjiang stayed with her all night. Seeing her pale face, he always had a very strange feeling in his heart.

"Sir, you have been watching Miss Luo all night. You didn't eat anything last night. My subordinate took it upon himself to ask the kitchen people to make porridge. Do you want to eat breakfast first?"

"Porridge, she will be hungry when she wakes up. Housekeeper, you keep an eye on her here first. I'm going to the kitchen to make something to eat." Shu Lingjiang's eyes were all blue and black. After he said this, he said

After entering Luomingya's room, the housekeeper stayed there and looked at Luomingya. He was stunned. The gentleman... finally fell. Alas... I hope he can realize it earlier.

It was already noon when Luomingya woke up. She opened her eyes tiredly and murmured in a hoarse voice: "What? I'm not dead yet? My body hurts, my head hurts, and my whole body hurts.

Why aren't you dead yet? How strange?"

"Death? You haven't paid back what you owe me, and you want to die? Luo Mingya, are you thinking too simply? Do you have the right to die without my permission? It hurts, it hurts

This proves that you are still alive and awake, and will continue to be tortured by me! Do you understand me?"

Shu Lingjiang walked into the room with the porridge and placed it beside the bed. He looked at Luomingya with some mockery as he spoke. The housekeeper left the room and closed the door. Luo Mingya turned his face away.

If she wanted to see him, she knew that Shu Lingjiang would say so.

"Are you hungry? Let's drink the porridge." Shu Lingjiang reached out to help her up and put a soft pillow behind her for her to lean on. His careful movements and soft questioning voice made Luo Luo happy.

Mingya was shocked.

Did she get it wrong? Was this a dream? Shu Lingjiang was so gentle to her... Is she really still alive, not dreaming after death?

"Luo Mingya, I cooked porridge for you because I don't want you to die too quickly. You'd better be sensible and finish the bowl of porridge. My game has just begun. Don't let me have a hard time.
Chapter completed!