He Qimo didn't speak, his quiet gaze fixed on the doctor until he nodded.
The doctor sighed, stepped forward, took the stethoscope and flashlight, checked He Qimo's heart rate and pupil condition, then asked the little nurse to take his blood pressure before starting to ramble.
"You must abstain from smoking and drinking for a while, or else if it develops further, there might be stomach cancer, or even direct shock. This situation is considered stabilized, but 900ml of blood has already been transfused, which is very serious. Let's observe in the hospital first, as for work matters, I'm afraid you need to arrange for Secretary Liang to handle them."
Liang Xi immediately nodded quickly.
Just as the words finished, a graceful figure came over quickly with the payment slip.
Seeing He Qimo awake, joy flashed in her eyes, "Qimo."
The affectionate address followed by overnight care by only Miss Liang made the doctors present exchange meaningful glances.
