Looking at Xiaofan's childlike demeanor, Fan Lingtian couldn't bear to disrupt him and stood quietly waiting nearby.
"Hmm, nothing serious, just pay more attention when you go back."
"Glad to hear everything's fine. Let's go, I'll take you back."
After getting the doctor's diagnosis, Xiaofan carefully sent Leng Yue back to the ward.
Another person who was anxious was Ye Aotian. He was really exhausted last night, so when Xiaofan and the others arrived at the hospital, he fell asleep first. This morning, he headed straight for the hospital.
"Third Ye, morning..."
Ye Aotian directly ignored Fan Lingtian's greeting and walked into the ward.
"Grandpa..."
"How's everything?"
"The doctor just said there's nothing wrong..."
"Let me take a look..."
Ye Aotian laid his hand on Leng Yue's pulse as he spoke.
Usually, it only takes Ye Aotian a moment to diagnose through pulse reading, but this time it took longer.
"Grandpa..."
"Hmm, nothing serious, a sturdy body."
