"As the medical team said just now, they were confused. Maybe it was hitting the head, which caused a slight disturbance. Don't worry, there shouldn't be any major problems." In fact, Chen Heng was also worried. Is there no problem at all?

Fortunately, the results of the examination revealed that it was indeed only a minor concussion, and it only took a while to cultivate.

Lan Yaling and Chen Heng both let go of their worry, Lan Yaling cried directly for a while before returning to normal.

When Fu Fan was sober, Lan Yaling went in with the congee.

"Brother Fan, you really worry me too much, does my head hurt?"

Lan Yaling yelled, and found that Fu Fan ignored her, thinking he didn't hear her, and yelled again: "Brother Fan?"

Fu Fan still didn't respond, and she couldn't help reaching out, preparing to pat his face.

At this time, Fu Fan's gaze fell on her.

What kind of strange look is this? In short, it feels strange to her, very strange.

It was just a momentary matter, and the strange feeling disappeared again. But Lan Yaling clearly felt that the current Fu Fan was a little different from the one before the injury.

"Brother Fan, what's wrong with you?"

"I'm fine." Fu Fan finally replied, his voice low, "Put the porridge there. I will eat it later. I want to sleep first."

"okay."

Lan Yaling has always had no choice but to go against Fu Fan's words. Especially the illusion just now gave her a very uneasy feeling.

Lan Yaling stood at the door of the ward in despair. When she thought of the strange eyes before, she felt that she was about to wake up from her dream.

"Yaling, why are you here?" Chen Heng was surprised, "didn't you send in for Xiaofan?"

"Brother Fan said he would like to sleep for a while."

"So, let him rest for a while. Although it is a slight concussion, he must be very uncomfortable. He should rest more. What are you doing here? If there is nothing to do, go back and rest, right. ,have you eaten?"

"I haven't had time yet."

"Just know, let's go, go to eat first, you have to take care of Xiaofan, can you damage your body."

"Ok."

"Why absent-minded?" Chen Heng was surprised. Today's Lan Yaling is very wrong, and the whole person is particularly lethargic, giving people a feeling of despair.

Lan Yaling shook his head: "I'm just worried about Brother Fan."

Chen Heng believed it, after all, he couldn't think of any other reasons besides this.

Fu Fan, who was lying in the ward, took a mobile phone and quickly flipped through the address book, and finally found a phone number in the address book with the note "Mr Tang".

He stared at the phone number for at least five minutes, closed his eyes vigorously, and dialed it through.

The phone is connected, but no one answers. Until the end, Fu Fan stared at the disconnected mobile phone, and did not make any more calls.

He was waiting, waiting for the call back over there.

As for the porridge that Lan Yaling put aside, he didn't care about it. He believed that she saw the missed calls he made in the past and would definitely call them back soon.

However, he waited until eight o'clock in the evening and did not wait for a response.

Fu Fan couldn't help it anymore, picked up the phone again, and continued to dial the phone number that he had not deleted, but thought he would never call back again.

"Sorry, the call you are dialing is in progress..."

calling? Fu Fan didn't believe in evil. After hanging up, he continued to dial, and he dialed three times in a row, all of which were in the conversation.