Chapter 333: Esports God, do n’t close yourself 5

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Then, the agent's eyes glanced into the room that went in and out.
Su Yan looked up and noticed the agent's gaze.
She glanced up and twisted her fingers.
Just now, Ji Xingyu was watching Z's game live video, but because Z never appeared, followed by a man in a suit and leather suit appeared on the screen, he came here anxiously.
It seems to have been expected.
Su Yan's eyes looked into that room.
Blinked.
She took off the headphones.
His eyes kept looking at the room that went in and out.
Until, the next agent received a call and left again.
Su Yan stood up.
She walked closer to that room.
At this time, everyone was busy, and no one would notice Su Yan going in at all.
As soon as I walked in, my attention was drawn to the person lying on the bed.
The person on the bed was pale and very thin, with thick gauze wrapped around his wrists.
He was wearing a blue and white strip of sick clothes and his dark eyelashes were trembling.
He didn't fall asleep, he just didn't want to open his eyes.
Ji Xingyu squatted on the ground, talking carefully to the man on the bed.
But don't touch the man.
Beside, there were two doctors.
Did not go near the man, just watching the man's reaction on the bed.
Follow and hear the doctor's conversation
"The situation has basically stabilized."
At this time, the man who had been closing his eyes moved his eyelids.
Open next second.
His eyes glanced at those present, and finally fell on Su Yan who was standing at the door.
At this time, Su Yan was standing quietly and peeling the peel of strawberry toffee little by little.
Then eat into the mouth.
Unlike the smell of disinfection water around the mouth, the taste of strawberry sugar filled the mouth.
At this time, a voice came from the door.
Seems to be a very important person.
The doctors and nurses went out.
Only Ji Xingyu was still squatting there, slowly speaking to the people on the bed.
Occasionally, he said many words and could hear a response from the bed person.
Su Yan slowly chewed the sugar and looked up.
It happened to meet the eyes of a sick man in bed.
Su Yan's dull feeling seemed to dissipate.
She walked unconsciously to the bed.
Slowly pulled out a piece of sugar, peeled it, then bent over, and handed it to the ill man's lips.
She is serious, word by word
"Sweet, do you eat?"
Ji Xingyu frowned, trying to stop.
But looking, the man in the bed opened his mouth and ate the candy.
Half-squeak, hoarseness from the bed
"So sweet."
Su Yan nodded, and looked at the gauze wrapped around his wrist.
Without knowing why, the man seemed a bit shy. He took the thin blanket next to him and covered his hands with gauze.
And he had a large range of movements, very hard, and touched the wound.
Snorted.
Ji Xingyu suddenly stood up,
"brother!"
He hurriedly reached out to lift the blanket.
As a result, the hand touched the man's arm, but the man's complexion was paler, even shaking.
Suddenly, Ji Xingyu reacted suddenly and quickly released his hand.
"I, I don't touch, sorry, brother, did it hurt you again? Brother, sorry."
Ji Xingyu's words turned upside down, anxious not knowing what was being said.
Seeing Su Yan is also stingy.
The voice of the little flower in my head sounded
"Host, looking at the man's symptoms, it looks like he has neuropathic phantom pain.