Madam Became a National Male God After Wearing the Book

"Hey, get up and drive, Xiaoyu hit his head, is there anyone who hugs a child like you?"

The old lady cursed and stepped forward and pulled Jiang Lin away. There was undisguised disgust in his eyes.

Jiang Lin's face darkened, and he walked aside silently.

The old lady joined hands with Duan Jin, put Xiaoyu flat on the hospital bed, and asked with a distressed look: "Did you touch your leg? What about your head? Is it dizzy? My little ancestor, hurry up and go back to Grandma's words."

Xiaoyu was out of breath from crying, so he didn't have time to talk.

"It must be from the wound on the leg." With his own mother sitting in front of the hospital bed, even if He Junshan wanted to see his grandson, he couldn't intervene. Surrounded by the bed like ants on a hot pan.

"Dad, grandma, Dr. Zhao just checked his eyes, why did he touch his legs?" He Er couldn't stand it, and explained to Zhao Yi.

"Old He, could it be that the child is afraid of that flashlight?" Duan Jin muttered.

Hearing this, Zhao Yi lowered his head and glanced at his hands.

He decisively turned off the flashlight and put it in his pocket.

Sure enough, Xiaoyu's crying quieted down.

"I'm really afraid of flashlights." The old lady wiped the child's tears, a little dumbfounded.

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief, and Duan Jin quickly gave up the space.

Apologizing to Zhao Yi embarrassedly, "Doctor Zhao, don't take it to heart, this is the only baby in our family, and if you care about it, you will mess up. I'm really sorry."

Zhao Yi waved his hand, indicating that it was okay, he was used to it.

In the He family, Xiaoyu is the sweet pastry in the sweet pastry. He is afraid of falling in his hands, and afraid of melting in his mouth. If something goes wrong with Xiaoyu, his father won't help him.

Didn't you see that He Yunting leaned against the window and didn't say a word? It's not that he doesn't speak, it's that no one listens when he speaks.

Well, in front of his son, he probably sent it for phone bills.

Zhao Yi continued to check Xiaoyu.

The child has just cried, and the eyelids are red, swollen and congested, nothing to look at.

"Old Madam, Uncle He, preliminary examination revealed that Xiaoyu only suffered skin and flesh injuries on his leg, and other organs are functioning well, so there is nothing wrong with it."

"If it was just a flesh injury, why did Xiaoyu faint?" The result of the examination did not convince the old lady.

Zhao Yi frowned and glanced at He Yunting, but the man didn't look at him. He pondered for 2 seconds without making up his mind, and decided to tell the truth, "Xiaoyu must have been knocked out."

"Stunned!"

Everyone present was shocked.

Zhao Yi leaned over and asked Xiaoyu, "Do you still remember how you fell?"

Xiaoyu shook his head, "I don't remember."

Zhao Yi lifted the child slightly, exposing the back of the child's neck, where there was a slender bruise.

"Look, this is the evidence. He didn't fall and hit his head, but was knocked out."

Seeing the scar on the back of the child's head, the old lady was furious!

"Who is it! Who the hell hurt my grandson!" The old lady couldn't accept this fact, she was extremely angry, and suddenly her eyes went dark and she fell on her back.

"Mom!" Duan Jin exclaimed, but luckily He Junshan was close to the old lady, and he was quick to support her.

There was an instant chaos in the ward.

The old lady's face was as pale as paper, she held her son's hand tremblingly, and said with difficulty: "Cha, everyone in the family who has met Xiaoyu today must not let go."

With a gloomy face, He Junshan nodded, handed the old lady to Zhao Yi, opened the door and walked out.

Zhao Yi is the family doctor of the He family and knows the old lady's physical condition very well. Although the old lady is old, her body is still in good health, and now she is suddenly dizzy, which is caused by her emotional ups and downs and her blood pressure suddenly rising.

After taking the medicine and lying on the sofa for a while, the old lady's pale face gradually returned to blood.

He Yunting has been accompanying him all the time, his expressionless face can't see his emotions at this time.