Yang Ruoyan watched intently and could feel the doctor's hand right in front of her eyes, and the blurry double image made it impossible for her to count how many fingers he stretched out.

After trying hard for a while, he finally gave up and shook his head.

"Then can you say a few words for me to listen to?"

The doctor asked again.

Yang Ruoyan had a difficult start. He drank water when he first woke up, and was still able to force out a few words. Now his throat was dry and itchy, and it hurt so much that it was almost smoking, and he could still make a sound.

He reluctantly opened his mouth, made intermittent sounds from the bottom of his throat, and then gave up and shook his head again.

The doctor squinted his eyes and opened the gauze on Yang Ruoyan's head. After two months of constant dressing changes and scrubbing, the scar on his head had already healed by removing the stitches, and his hair had grown back.

But the scar from the surgery was still shocking. Even though the doctor took into consideration that she was an artist and tried to sew the scar perfectly, looking at it up close, it still made people feel disgusted.

"Does it hurt here?"

The doctor then gently pressed her head and asked.

Yang Ruoyan shook his head.

There was no big response at any position she pressed next. When she pressed the left back of her head, she finally groaned, her head shrank, and tears of pain almost came out.

"Doctor, please be gentle, be gentle, she is afraid of pain."

Chen Yibo nervously grabbed the doctor's hand and spoke sincerely.

Li Minghao was also heartbroken at that time. He took two steps forward and saw Chen Yibo's organization. Not to mention how suffocated he was, he was breathing heavily in his nostrils and squinted his eyes without looking at him.

The doctor nodded understandingly, held Yang Ruoyan's head again, looked back and forth and asked:

"You can still hear what I say clearly, right?"

Yang Ruoyan nodded.

"Well, I almost know it. I will do a detailed examination for you later."

The doctor collected the stethoscope and other equipment, and after talking to the nurse for a few words, the nurse went out to prepare.

"Doctor, how is she?"

Tao Yiting asked anxiously.

"Don't worry, it may be because there is still some blood congestion in her brain that has suppressed her senses and has not subsided. Fortunately, she has woken up and nothing will happen again. When the examination report comes out, she is in good condition and is an ordinary injured person.

It can all heal on its own, but if it doesn’t, you’ll have to go under the knife.”

"Ah? I still need surgery? Is that dangerous?"

Tao Yiting was so scared that she was going to have another operation on her head. The thought of it was horrifying.

"No, as long as the injured person is awake and recovers for a while, this operation is not serious and will not be life-threatening."

"Oh! That's good."

Tao Yiting nodded.

"Yang Ruoyan, can you still stand up? Or ask your friend to help you go to the TC room for a brain scan!"

the doctor said.

Yang Ruoyan nodded. Since she had been in a coma for more than two months, her whole body and limbs were quite weak. When Tao Yiting helped her get out of bed, her feet were so weak that she couldn't hold her strength, and her whole body suddenly collapsed.

"Yanyan."

"Yanyan."

Li Minghao and Chen Yibo, one on the left and one in front, caught Yang Ruoyan's body at the same time.

Chen Yibo was on the left, holding her shoulders back with both hands.

Li Minghao was in front, stretched out his hands, and hugged his arms. When he found that Chen Yibo had also taken action, he angrily bumped his body to the left, knocking him away, and tyrannically hugged Yang Ruoyan and said:

"You've been sleeping for more than two months, and your hands and feet are weak. It's better for me to carry you over." Yang Ruoyan looked at it with concentration. She could feel the doctor's hand placed in front of her eyes, and the blurry double image made her unable to do anything.

I couldn't count how many fingers he held out.

After trying hard for a while, he finally gave up and shook his head.

"Then can you say a few words for me to listen to?"

The doctor asked again.

Yang Ruoyan had a difficult start. He drank water when he first woke up, and was still able to force out a few words. Now his throat was dry and itchy, and it hurt so much that it was almost smoking, and he could still make a sound.

He reluctantly opened his mouth, made intermittent sounds from the bottom of his throat, and then gave up and shook his head again.

The doctor squinted his eyes and opened the gauze on Yang Ruoyan's head. After two months of constant dressing changes and scrubbing, the scar on his head had already healed by removing the stitches, and his hair had grown back.

But the scar from the surgery was still shocking. Even though the doctor took into consideration that she was an artist and tried to sew the scar perfectly, looking at it up close, it still made people feel disgusted.

"Does it hurt here?"

The doctor then gently pressed her head and asked.

Yang Ruoyan shook his head.

There was no big response at any position she pressed next. When she pressed the left back of her head, she finally groaned, her head shrank, and tears of pain almost came out.

"Doctor, please be gentle, be gentle, she is afraid of pain."

Chen Yibo nervously grabbed the doctor's hand and spoke sincerely.

Li Minghao was also heartbroken at that time. He took two steps forward and saw Chen Yibo's organization. Not to mention how suffocated he was, he was breathing heavily in his nostrils and squinted his eyes without looking at him.

The doctor nodded understandingly, held Yang Ruoyan's head again, looked back and forth and asked:

"You can still hear what I say clearly, right?"

Yang Ruoyan nodded.

"Well, I almost know it. I will do a detailed examination for you later."

The doctor collected the stethoscope and other equipment, and after talking to the nurse for a few words, the nurse went out to prepare.

"Doctor, how is she?"

Tao Yiting asked anxiously.

"Don't worry, it may be because there is still some blood congestion in her brain that has suppressed her senses and has not subsided. Fortunately, she has woken up and nothing will happen again. When the examination report comes out, she is in good condition and is an ordinary injured person.

It can all heal on its own, but if it doesn’t, you’ll have to go under the knife.”

"Ah? I still need surgery? Is that dangerous?"

Tao Yiting was so scared that she was going to have another operation on her head. The thought of it was horrifying.

"No, as long as the injured person is awake and recovers for a while, this operation is not serious and will not be life-threatening."

"Oh! That's good."

Tao Yiting nodded.

"Yang Ruoyan, can you still stand up? Or ask your friend to help you go to the TC room for a brain scan!"

the doctor said.

Yang Ruoyan nodded. Since she had been in a coma for more than two months, her whole body and limbs were quite weak. When Tao Yiting helped her get out of bed, her feet were so weak that she couldn't hold her strength, and her whole body suddenly collapsed.

"Yanyan."

"Yanyan."

Li Minghao and Chen Yibo, one on the left and one in front, caught Yang Ruoyan's body at the same time.

Chen Yibo was on the left, holding her shoulders back with both hands.

Li Minghao was in front, stretched out his hands, and hugged his arms. When he found that Chen Yibo had also taken action, he angrily bumped his body to the left, knocking him away, and tyrannically hugged Yang Ruoyan and said:
Chapter completed!