Ji Yan stood there motionless.
None of the doctors and nurses dared to touch him.
Because they all knew he had phantom pain.
Usually, when administering an IV, they would do it very quickly, trying not to touch him or do it while he was asleep.
Originally, although his condition was sowhat serious, he was obedient and easy to handle.
So, these people weren’t too burdened.
However, his sudden behavior this ti had given them all quite a scare.
Ji Yan hung his head, his eyelashes trembling lightly, surrounded by people.
Looking at his increasingly emaciated body.
At first glance, one might even think that this group of doctors and nurses were bullying him.
Su Yan walked up the steps.
She parted the crowd and ca up to him.
Looking at his hand, blood dripped down his long and fair fingers.
She reached out, just about to touch.
At that mont, a nurse sternly voiced out
"Miss, please respect the patient."
Su Yan paused her hand, but the next second, she still grabbed Ji Yan’s hand.
Then she took a tissue from her backpack, wiped the blood off his hand, and covered the wound.
Inquiringly she asked,
"How is his physical condition now? Is he still feverish?"
Silence from the side.
Because Su Yan was holding Ji Yan’s hand, and Ji Yan showed no rejection at all, even the fainting that usually ca with phantom pain didn’t occur.
This surprised these people.
Su Yan, puzzled, looked at the male doctor
voiced out
"Aren’t you a doctor?"
The male doctor ca to his senses.
While she pressed down on the wound on Ji Yan’s hand, she began to check if there were any other injuries on his body.
Pulling back his sleeve, there were only old scars, no new wounds.
Good, not bad.
While she examined him thoroughly, she asked,
"Are there injuries elsewhere on the body?"
As she spoke, she lifted her head and looked at Ji Yan.
Ji Yan kept his head down, not looking at Su Yan, but after a long while, he looked up with his pale lips slightly parting.
"None."
His voice was hoarse, very soft, and muffled.
She touched his skin, feeling that his body was very hot.
Again she spoke,
"What’s the fever temperature?"
Ji Yan slowly replied,
"38.7 degrees."
"Where else does it hurt?"
"It all hurts."
Ji Yan answered very slowly, taking a long ti before speaking.
But the doctor on the side was amazed seeing how Ji Yan obediently answered, not even showing any aversion towards Su Yan.
Astonished.
Su Yan couldn’t help but glance at the dical staff beside her.
How co they seem even less effective than Ji Yan?
"Go back to your room. Which way?"
"Second floor, turn right, at the very end."
Then, Su Yan led him upstairs.
Ji Yan let her lead, obediently following.
Ji Xingyu had been standing at the corner of the second floor watching.
Seeing how cooperative his brother was, the more he watched, the more he felt... Miss Su Yan, truly a great person.
She is practically a huge benefactor to the Ji Family.
All those psychological doctors aren’t even as helpful as Miss Su Yan.
They kept depending on those psychologists to unravel his brother’s ntal blocks, but ten years had passed with no results.
They hadn’t even figured out what exactly happened.
Now with Miss Su Yan,
they might let her ask.
His brother would definitely confess everything obediently.
Suddenly, Ji Xingyu felt that the days ahead were bright and sunny~~
Seeing Su Yan leading his brother upstairs.
Ji Xingyu obediently stepped aside to make way.
Indeed, seeking the teacher was the right choice.
But as soon as they returned to the room, with a snap,
Ji Yan closed the door, locked it, and refused entry to others.
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