Chapter 684 General Inspection

She will finally joke.

Huo Yunque knelt beside her on one knee, curling his lips to see her smiling like a child.

"Yes," he said nonchalantly, "but, even if you regret it, it's too late—"

I will give you what you want.

If I want to feel safe, I will give myself to you.

Except for the same, you cannot leave.

"brother……"

After laughing for a while, Song Yaoya suddenly fell silent. She played with his hand and said softly, "You accompany me to the doctor."

She is called a genius doctor, but she can't cure herself.

The cloakroom became quiet, and the airflow was flowing slightly.

The girl's jet-black hair was draped loosely on her shoulders, her head hung down, revealing a small piece of snow-white back of her neck.

There was dense pain spreading in my heart.

Huo Yunque nodded and smiled, "Okay."

In fact, you don't need to go to an outside hospital to see a doctor, you can do it at home.

Huo Zhai has all kinds of small medical equipment, and even at the back, he has opened up a private space for Liu Yu alone.

At this time, the air was filled with the smell of disinfectant.

But here, Song Yaoyao is not afraid. The surrounding is a familiar environment, and the decoration style is not like a hospital.

"I'll be fine later, I'll speak out if I'm afraid, eh?"

Song Yaoyao nodded gently.

Huo Yunque brought her hair back to her head, and the little girl was wearing a loose sweater, with a pointed face that became thinner and thinner.

Against the backdrop of a pair of eyes, the darker and darker, water-like, quiet and distressing.

"Ah... Sir, just do a routine checkup, are you?" Liu Yu leaned at the door, covering his face with sour teeth, "Will you take care of my single dog?"

Huo Yunque didn't change his face, holding her small face and gently rubbing his fingers, leaning over and dropping a kiss on her forehead.

"Sorry, single dogs have no human rights."

"Puff......"

Song Yaoya was amused and relieved some nervous emotions. She pushed Huo Yunque, "Brother, you go out first."

Huo Yunque nodded helplessly on her nose and helped her to lie down.

The cabin is quiet and terrible.

But because of Huo Yunque, Song Yaoya felt that everything was acceptable.

She exhaled, "I'm ready."

Liu Yu recovered his dignity and began to prepare.

The instrument turned on, covering Song Yaoyao in it.

The man slowly backed away, the Buddhist beads wrapped around his wrist, and on each bead, there was a Sanskrit character. He twirled carelessly, his dark eyes were dull and unclear, like overturned ink, in which the silent dark tide surged.

Time passed by every minute...

Liu Yu frowned slightly, he turned off the instrument, looked at Song Yaoya who was still lying in the cabin and didn't know anything, and winked at Huo Yunque.

The two walked out one after another.

"Sir, is there any misunderstanding?"

"Talk about the point."

The man's expression was so calm that people could not detect any panic, only the hand holding the prayer beads, the fingertips were slightly white.

"Miss Song is very healthy."

Liu Yu looked at the direction of the examination room, "At least the result of the examination is this, Miss Song's body is normal in all aspects, and the brain cells are also very active. No problem was found. But the blame is here..."

Liu Yu rubbed his face, "According to what you said, Mrs. Song loses her mind when she sees blood. Or is she suffering from some kind of recessive mental illness, such as bipolar disorder? There is another kind of—"

He raised his eyes and looked at Huo Yunque.

The man opened his lips calmly, "mental trauma?"

Also known as, had been stimulated.

(End of this chapter)