Qin Songyao was a little more awake. When he saw that it was a doctor, he immediately felt as if he was facing a great enemy and kept shrinking in.
Bo Siyan pressed her in his arms, pulled out the arm from her, and asked the doctor to bandage her quickly.
"I don't see a doctor!"
She kept repeating this sentence, and the situation was so serious that Wen Yan was surprised. But Bo Siyan calmed down, tightly controlled her body, and at the same time, covered her eyes with her hands.
"The doctor just looked at your wound and left soon."
"Qin Songyao."
"You are more obedient."
After the words came to his mind, the woman who was inexplicably more stable, but then she leaned her face into his arms.
The room was quiet again, and there were only the slight sounds of the doctor's various movements.
Ten minutes later, the wound was treated, but Qin Songyao was silent.
Bo Siyan's heart skipped a beat, and he looked down and found that her face was flushed and she had fainted.
He immediately looked at the doctor.
The doctor quickly pointed to the living room and said that he would go out and say.
Bo Siyan closed his eyebrows and nodded with a bad look.
Wenyan took the doctor out.
The room was in a mess, and the sheets and quilts were all wet.
Qin Songyao fell asleep like this. Even if he had no other diseases, he would have a cold or fever.
He had to take off her wet clothes, wrap her in a quilt and send her to the next door, and then stuff her into the dry quilt.
During this period, she had to blow dry her wet hair.
He had never taken care of anyone, and a novice was inevitably making mistakes when he was on the road. He went back and forth between two rooms and took half an hour.
When he came out again, he was still wearing wet clothes, covering his body so uncomfortable.
In the living room, the doctor and Wen Yan stared at him.
He lowered his face, "What are you looking at!"
The doctor quickly lowered his head.
Wen Yan continued to watch and asked, "Young Master, do you want to ask Mr. Xue to show you?"
Bo Siyan then remembered that his ears stopped hurting, but the water was in it, which made him feel very uncomfortable.
"No."
He went back to the bedroom just now with a blank expression, went in and took a shower, and then dried his hair.
He lit a cigarette and sat down on the sofa, and the hearing aid was put back. He glanced at the room where Qin Songyao was sleeping and asked the doctor: "How is she?"
The doctor prescribed the medicine and said, "The injury on the arm is not serious, and changing the medicine frequently will cure it soon. However, you still have to look for a professional in your mental illness, so I can't say anything about this."
Bo Siyan frowned, "Which eye does your eyes tell that she is mentally ill?"
The doctor was stunned.
Bo Siyan: "She is just afraid of the camera."
doctor:"……"
That's a disease!
"On average people shouldn't be afraid of the camera."
"Only people are not afraid, but she is afraid, is she mentally ill?"
The doctor wants to say.
Hearing Yan coughed lightly.
The doctor sighed and shut up tactfully.
Judging from his years of medical experience, family members like Mr. Bo are the most troublesome.
Originally, mental illness requires the cooperation of family members. If the family members do not cooperate and do not admit that they are sick, that is a bad help.
Also intimidate the doctor.
Really!
Wen Yan sent the doctor out and ordered someone to get the medicine.
When he came back, Bo Siyan was still sitting there.
He asked, "How to deal with those things online?"
Bo Siyan was silent for a moment. He remembered Qin Songyao's trembling all over. When he thought about it, she became like that, and was forced by a few useless reporters, so he would not get angry.
"If you deal with a few reporters, I will teach you?"
He pressed the cigarette butt into the ashtray and said coldly: "Before dawn tomorrow morning, all online and offline will be handled cleanly."