When Qiao Zhixing arrived, Ji Changmu was still awake, lying on the hospital bed with a thin face and clear eyes.

Because of Ji Changmu, Qiao Zhixing missed a lot of classes. Fortunately, he was smart and could quickly catch up after missing a class. However, when he saw Ji Changmu, he still felt itchy with hatred.

Ji Changmu lived a happy and simple life after leaving Qiongzhou. Even when he got sick, someone would fly over from the United States to see a doctor for him. Where did he get the blessing in his life?

Qiao Zhixing put on a white coat and took various examination sheets from the doctors at the Central Hospital.

The doctors and nurses in the hospital here already recognized Qiao Zhixing, especially the little nurse girls. After hearing that Qiao Zhixing was a student at Harvard Medical School, they all had bright eyes.

When Qiao Zhixing left Manchester before, they thought they would never see him again.

I saw again today that many little nurses came over to peek at Qiao Zhixing.

Qiao Zhixing showed no mercy, closed the door to the ward, sat on the sofa and discussed Ji Changmu's condition with Ji Changmu's doctor.

"There is nothing wrong with him, and there was no infection or discomfort during the operation." Qiao Zhixing frowned and insisted on his conclusion, "This high fever is probably just a cold. I don't think it's a big deal. Give him a higher dose of fever-reducing medication.

Medicine, only antipyretic medicine, wait until his fever subsides."

"It's been a day and a night, and burning it any longer is not an option."

"I know."

Of course Qiao Zhixing understood that if he continued to burn it, he would be stupid. By then, Ji Changmu might really lose his previous memories. Although he had lied to him about this before, this time it was not a joke.

Qiao Zhixing held the examination sheet in his hand and carefully read each page: "The examination has been very comprehensive. There is no need to consider other aspects for the time being. I will only give him antipyretic drugs."

"But there is another problem. Boris has no family members and cannot sign."

"I sign and I take responsibility."

"this……"

"Any questions?"

"No problem."

"That's it." Qiao Zhixing put down the checklist decisively, "I'll guard this side."

"OK."

Qiao Zhixing felt that he owed something to Ji Changmu in his previous life, and the Qiao family all owed something to Ji Changmu.

Otherwise, why would Ji Changmu yell at his sister and then come to yell at him? Before, he had a dispute with his eldest brother Chengfan in New York.

None of the three siblings could avoid Ji Changmu.

Qiao Zhixing accepted his fate.

Ji Changmu's housekeeper was very enthusiastic. He came all the way from Bolton in the morning to visit Ji Changmu and bought him a bouquet of flowers.

Apart from that, there is no one else.

After giving Ji Changmu a larger dose of medicine, Ji Changmu's high fever gradually subsided in the evening, and his body temperature returned to normal around eight o'clock in the night.

The nurse took out the thermometer and happily said to Qiao Zhixing: "The patient's temperature is normal and he's fine."

Qiao Zhixing also breathed a sigh of relief and looked at the man on the bed indifferently. His body temperature was normal, but he was not awake yet.

"Brother, when will he wake up?" the little nurse asked.

"Based on the routine, you will wake up within 12 hours."

"After he wakes up, will the little brother go back to the United States?"

"certainly."

"I thought you would stay and take care of him. I always feel that the friendship between you is very deep. Otherwise, if it was an ordinary patient, why would you take a ten-hour flight to come here."

"We just met before."
Chapter completed!