"Now that Mr. Shang is awake, let's have a check-up. By the way, let the experts work out the next treatment plan. Just waking up, you can't stand for too long. The blood supply of your whole body still doesn't adapt. You will faint if you are excited."
He added thoughtfully.
Shang Qian smiled weakly and said, "OK, thank you, doctor."
Then there is an explanation for why he is uncomfortable when he stands up.
One of his hands was still on her shoulder, and the next second he hugged her, then he sighed and let go:
"Well, if I stay any longer, I'll really faint."
His face was white and he was carrying it all the time.
Su Nan paused and hugged his waist with excitement:
"Uncomfortable? Is it a sequela?"
There was a tremor in her voice.
fear.
Shang Qian smiled at the corners of his mouth. "It doesn't matter. It's not very uncomfortable."
The voice is light and floating. It sounds like a weak one.
Su Nan's heart sank. Knowing that he was lying, she quickly looked at the doctor:
"Doctor, where's the wheelchair?"
The doctor nodded, hurriedly went in and pushed the wheelchair out, and let Shang Qian sit on it carefully. Then he was relieved.
"Then go and have an examination first..."
Of course, they have to listen to the arrangement of their life.
Shang Qian stretched out his hand and Su Nan grasped it.
She smiled. "I'll be right here with you. Don't worry. You'll see me after you check."
Shang Qian's eyes and eyebrows were gentle and gentle, and his voice was as clear as water