Chapter 786: Self-mutilation

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Of course, he still said that, this is someone else's business, and it has nothing to do with him.
Although Lu Yi knew it, He Yibin did have something to say, but he didn’t say, he couldn’t just break the casserole and ask the question, he could only take Sun Yuhan to bind this plaster for almost half a year. After dismantling, and after removing the plaster, after a series of rehabilitation, you can walk normally.
But when they left soon, the door of He Yibin's office was knocked again.
He Yi is looking down at the case at this time. Above is Sun Yuhan’s leg bones, a fool, a fool, a deep mind, but what have you done now, how to treat your body badly, you will know afterwards, In the end, it's you or someone else.
This leg looks good now. I can walk, run, jump, climb mountains, dance, and wear high heels. However, my bones have become brittle. I don’t see much of it now, but I’m older. The last one may really become a lame, but this is all what she does and has nothing to do with others.
The door outside rang again, and He Yibin walked over and opened the door, only to see an unexpected person
"How did you come?"
"Cold, come and ask you for some medicine," Lairen's voice was slightly hoarse, but it was still audible. Her voice was very nice. It was the voice of a young woman.
The scarf almost covered her entire face, and a pair of black-rimmed glasses was added to the face. The lens would occasionally show some white mist due to breathing, which also blocked some of her eyes.
"Hold a cold?" He Yibin came over and put his hand on the woman's forehead again. "It's a little hot, do you have a fever?"
"I don't know, maybe it is," the woman's voice is still hoarse, it should be a fever, otherwise she can't wear herself like a bear. And she also took off her own scarf. This was no one else. It was Yan Huan. At this time, her face was not very good. Her skin was all pale and pale, and almost pale was almost no blood.
"Measure your body temperature."
He Yibin handed over the thermometer to Yanhuan. Yanhuan took it over and sat down. Waiting for the time to pass, she felt a little cold, so let’s take a look. If you really have a cold, you should not go out recently or see anyone. It doesn’t matter if she herself, don’t infect others, especially Mrs. Lu. Old people can’t get sick. The Lu family has a family doctor, but she feels no need to trouble others. Something, just stop by and take a look.
"Sit inside."
He Yibin opened a door again and let Yan Huan go in. There was a little quieter. Yan Huan’s face was not because he couldn’t meet people, but when he saw them, he would be in trouble.
Yan Huan didn't think much about it. She walked in. There was a small bed in it. Normally, the patient could lie down, and He Yibin could rest on his own.
"They will be here in a while," He Yibin walked over, and then said to Yan Huan, and this sentence, they successfully let Yan Huan's look back. But now her skin color is a bit too white, so she can't see it, whether her face is good or bad, or she doesn't care at all.
"That woman is a ruthless character," He Yibin took over the thermometer delivered by Yan Huan Gong, and then shook it off.
This is what I believe. I have met a few times. If I don’t have a castle in my heart, it’s impossible to still be in the Lu family. Let Lu Yi promise to marry her. Even if Lu Yi has no memory, Lu Yi is still Lu Yi. Agree to certain things.
"She has been hitting her leg all the time to make her slower," He Yibin has already taken the needle and hung it up for Huan Huan. I don’t know if I want to make Lu Yi feel guilty or want to use it. What do you get from this self-mutilation.
"So now, is she really crippled?" Yan Huan didn't have much interest in other people's things, but she wanted to know where the woman could be.
"No disability," He Yibin hung needles for Yan Huan, "It's not so easy to disability, but when you are old, it is very easy to disability, now you are young, you can't see it, but what do you do to your body, your What will the body reward you?"
"In this respect, your efforts and returns are directly proportional."
Yan Huan pulled herself on the quilt and looked up at the front. The bottle of potion, which was dripping down, two or two drops, all flowed down the back of her hand into her blood vessel.
"The fever is too high, it's almost 38.5, I will give some fever-reducing needles first," He Yibin walked over again, pulled Yan Huan's finger and pricked some blood, and also drawn some blood.
He wanted to send the blood to be tested to see if there was anything wrong. Although he said that he was basically sure to have a fever caused by a cold, he still had to be careful.
"Good..." Yan Huan felt a little sleepy, and his fingers gradually relaxed, maybe not so uncomfortable.
When He Yibin came back again, he saw two people sitting in his office, and her eyes fell on the closed door involuntarily, and then pulled over the chair and sat down.
"Removed?" He asked Landing Yi, but his eyes looked at Sun Yuhan's legs.
"You don't need a wheelchair anymore, you better try walking by yourself."
"I'm afraid of pain," Sun Yuhan shrank.
"Does it hurt?" He Yibin raised an eyebrow. "Miss Sun, your bones are all grown and not so fragile, and you still need to do a series of recovery training. If you want to be a wheelchair for a lifetime, please help yourself." "
Well, he collected his things and didn’t want to keep people. If it’s okay, you can go. I will have other patients in a while.
Lu Yi came over and pushed up the wheelchair, but somehow, he glanced into the door. He wanted to know why He Yibin would look there and worry about it. Is at ease.
He wanted to know, but now it seemed not when he could know that he had to send Sun Yuhan home.
Sun Yuhan was still reluctant to go by himself, and he had to sit in a wheelchair.
When they left, He Yibin opened the door, and saw Yan Huan sitting on the small bed, staring blankly at the front, more than he knew what he was thinking?
"What are you going to do later?" He sat in front of Yan Huan and asked her tentatively.
"Do you want to live like this?"
"I don't know yet," Yan Huan recovered, and gently moved her finger, while her finger was slightly cold.