After diagnosing Wang Zhiyuan, the doctors began to go about their business. One of them, who was regarded as the attending doctor, asked Xia Wenjie, "Is the patient in a bad mood recently?"

Xia Wenjie thought for a while, and it seemed that Wang Zhiyuan hadn't paid attention to himself since yesterday, so he must be in a bad mood.

So he nodded sincerely. Seeing the doctor's serious expression, Xia Wenjie finally felt that something was wrong.

"Doctor, may I ask what's the matter?" Xia Wenjie's anxious tone made the doctor feel very familiar. The patient or the family members of the patient who were rehabilitated later had this tone. It's a pity that this patient doesn't cherish it himself!

Shaking his head, he said helplessly: "At the moment, I don't know what's going on. We can only find out that he took a lot of sleeping pills, but we're not sure why he took them."

Hearing this, Xia Wenjie twitched the corners of his mouth. He would never tell the doctor that Wang Zhiyuan made the wrong medicine. It would be too embarrassing for Wang Zhiyuan.

So he silently listened to the doctor talking casually there, until the end he didn't know what expression to use to face the doctor.

The appointed person paid the money and took him to the IV room next door. Looking at the IV in his hand, Xia Wenjie only felt a little bit reluctant.

I really don't know what to say, this confused temper, it's no wonder that he is called the little white rabbit.

Even so, Wang Zhiyuan still woke up on the third day.

"Why are you at my house?"

This is the first sentence Wang Zhiyuan said after waking up. His memory still stays on that day, and he still stays on the matter that he started to fall asleep after chatting for a while.

Xia Wenjie didn't say anything, but silently took out a kettle from the side, poured the water in the kettle into a cup on the side, and then helped Wang Zhiyuan up, leaning his back against his chest, and sent someone to the his lips.

Up to this moment, Wang Zhiyuan still didn't realize what happened, but just drank the ginger water from his hand foolishly.

"Don't you think it's too hot?" Xia Wenjie looked at Wang Zhiyuan with some doubts. Although the water in the thermos was not very hot, he said that after all, it was poured here just after boiling, and the time was only eight hours. That's all.

Hearing Xia Wenjie's reminder, Wang Zhiyuan felt a hot mouth, and looked at Xia Wenjie with some complaints, as if he was blaming him for not reminding himself earlier.

"You just asked me why I was at your house." Xia Wenjie didn't continue the hot topic just now, but instead answered his previous question: "Actually, it was because I didn't find you that day, and you were not there when I went to your company." , I found out that you had taken the wrong medicine after arriving at your house, so I took you directly to the hospital for a stomach wash."

Xia Wenjie was actually a bit scary. He did take him to the hospital that day, but instead of gastric lavage, he was directly put on an IV.

Originally thought that Wang Zhiyuan would feel bad when he heard the gastric lavage session, but he just looked at him blankly, as if he couldn't understand what he was talking about.

He looked up at the ceiling speechlessly, well, he shouldn't casually show off his humorous cells that were born without humor.

I could only explain it to him carefully. When Wang Zhiyuan heard all the process, his eyes were as wide as copper bells, as if he couldn't believe that he had made such a low-level mistake.

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