Jiang Nan pretended to be lying in the back seat of the car, letting Shan Tingye order the medical staff to carry him into the hospital.

  "Brother, it's time to test your influence. This is the site of the Ye Family. Grandpa Ye also counts on you to inherit the incense of the Ye Family. If you want him to help you conceal it and make a fake medical record, your uncle should be fine."

  Jiang Nan lay on the cart, and did not forget to blink at Shan Tingye, "Yes, don’t forget to inform Youyou, saying that I’m seriously injured and unconscious, and my life is dying!"

  "……"

  He looked, where did he look a little dying?

  Thank him for speaking out.

  The medical staff next to him looked at Jiang Nan who was alive and well, and all his mouths turned into O-shaped.

  "What are you still trying to do? Send him for a checkup. You must have a thorough checkup. His leg disease has relapsed and he will not be able to go to the ground for at least three days. Just now he was in a coma due to severe pain."

  Shan Tingye spoke carelessly, but the enchanting Zitong fixedly stared at the head of the surgery and explained Jiang Nan’s condition in advance.

   Hearing what he said, the person in charge did not dare to breathe and nodded hurriedly.

  "Young Master, rest assured, the subordinates will definitely check Young Master Jiang Nan carefully. None of the symptoms you just mentioned will fall." The person in charge waved his hand, and the medical staff immediately pushed Jiang Nan into him.

  After a series of inspections, it took at least a few hours to toss, but Jiang Nan was lying on the bed, listening to the report of the person in charge.

  "Master Jiang Nan, your calf was overstretched, ligament strains, and fatigue, people have symptoms of heatstroke and dehydration..." The person in charge seriously read all the symptoms in the report before closing the report.

   asked respectfully, "Master Jiang Nan, are you satisfied with these symptoms?"

   Jiang Nan stretched out his hand and threw a sliced ​​apple into his mouth, and said casually, "It's normal, but it can be a little more serious."

  Jiang Nan put the fruit plate aside, looked up at the door of the ward, which was silent, and narrowed her eyes slightly.

"Is there no one to see me? Go downstairs and take a look. Is the ward arranged for me too remote and you can’t find it when you come? Ask people to come downstairs and wait for me. If you see Youyou, take her right away. Come up!"

  If Youyou don’t come, isn’t he acting in vain?

   "Yes, the subordinates will arrange people." As soon as the person in charge turned around, he caught a glimpse of the petite figure standing at the door, and was slightly startled, "Miss Meimei."

  "Xiao Meimei, why are you here?" Jiang Nan was lying on the hospital bed, and when she saw Xiao Meimei who appeared at the door, she immediately sat up in shock, staring straight eyes and looking behind her.

  No matter how you look at it, you didn't see Youyou, but Shan Tingye who walked into the ward from behind Meimei.

  Xiao Meimei followed Shan Tingye to the hospital bed, her eyes full of worry, "Brother Jiang Nan, what do you think? Is your foot hurt?"

  "……"

  Jiang Nan was about to pretend to be dead when she found Shan Tingye staring at him, knowing that if he dared to worry Xiao Meimei, Shan Tingye would not let him go, simply sat upright, put his calf on the quilt, and opened his mouth with a smiley face.

   "It's okay, minor injury, just lie down for two days, you don't have to worry..."

   Jiang Nan hadn't finished speaking, and you could catch a glimpse of Youyou coming in from the door.

  As soon as she was about to comfort Xiao Meimei, she choked in her throat immediately.

  The next second, he fell heavily on the bed, "Oh, my feet hurt..."

   Shan Tingye: "..."

  Xiao Meimei: "..."