Song Cheng volunteered: "I'll help too."

After the three of them discussed, they immediately asked someone to post a message on major websites. Song Cheng contacted the medical classmate he knew in Milan to help find a psychiatrist with a relatively high reputation.

Thirty minutes later, Li Beiting pushed it out of the emergency room and transferred it to the advanced ward.

When he woke up, Qiao Muchen and Song Cheng had left, and only Song Yan was left with him.

"How long have I slept?" Li Beiting's head still hurts a little.

"Four hours." Song Yan looked at the following table and said to him.

"I'm fine, please get discharged from the hospital."

"No, the doctor said that you will take you for a comprehensive examination when you wake up."

"Need not."

"Your allergic symptoms are different from before, you have to listen to the doctor."

Seeing that Li Beiting was determined to leave, Song Yan was so anxious that she accidentally let it go. She had already discussed with Qiao Muchen and the others, and would not tell Li Beiting about the worsening of his condition.

"The different meaning is that my condition has worsened." Li Beiting understood what she said in a certain tone.

Song Yan nodded with a tough bullet: "You have to trust the doctor."

"I have always believed in Dr. Zhao for so many years, but what's the result? I have a clear understanding of my illness."

Li Beiting pulled out the needle, got off the hospital bed, went to the bathroom to wash and change clothes.

Song Yan did not insist anymore. She knew that the examination was not very meaningful, and at most she wanted psychological comfort.

She asked someone to go through the discharge procedures and returned to the old house with Li Beiting.

Song Yan asked the housekeeper to prepare the meal. She accompanied Li Beiting to the study. When she saw him coming back, she buried her head in work. Song Yan said in discussion: "You can work at home in the future."

Li Beiting didn't even raise his head: "Why?"

"I'm afraid this will happen again."

Li Beiting glanced at her and said, "There is a bodyguard here."

"I don't feel at ease with others."

Li Beiting didn't say anything.

"At most, after I have a baby, I will accompany you to the company. Now you are still working from home for the time being."

"I'm not that fragile." Li Beiting comforted Song Yan.

"Did you realize that your condition has become worse?"

But Song Yan suddenly questioned him.

Li Beiting was stunned for a moment, but his expression did not change.

"The last time you came back from the hospital, you suddenly stopped talking to me." Song Yan remembered what happened before, and Li Beiting's reaction was very abnormal.

He was obviously fine when he was in the hospital, but after the doctor told him, Li Beiting became relatively silent.

Although he was in this state of silence most of the time, the change was too strange.

She didn't think much about it at the time. Now she didn't cooperate with Li Beiting, and she just felt something was wrong.

"Well, I discovered the elevator that time."

Li Beiting no longer concealed it. He did not tell Song Yan that he did not want her to worry, and at the same time he was lucky about his illness.

He waved and asked Song Yan to come to him.

Song Yan walked over, he hugged Song Yan, breathing deeply in her body, and felt extremely peaceful.

"If you told me earlier, there wouldn't be a mall this time, and you wouldn't have entered the emergency room... I was too careless and didn't notice your changes."

If she had discovered it earlier, if she was more careful, if she could be more cautious...

Her infinite guilt was interrupted by Li Beiting, who gently patted her with the hand that covered her back.

He said: "As long as you are there, it's good everywhere."

As long as Song Yan is there, no matter what happens or what kind of danger she is in, as long as she is with her, as long as Song Yan is fine, he will feel good.

"Then don't go to the company to work, just stay at home..."

Song Yan's voice also became quiet, with a tone of request.

"good."

Li Beiting agreed, since Song Yan already knew, it would be meaningless if he kept pretending.

Song Yan was relieved.

"Young Master, Miss Song, it's time to eat."

The servant asked them to go downstairs to have dinner outside the door.

At the dinner table, Mrs. Li was also rarely there, and she sat quietly in her seat.

When Song Yan saw Mrs. Li, she hurried over and called out: "Auntie, how are you doing recently?"

Mrs. Li looked at her like a stranger: "Who are you?"

"I am Li Beiting's girlfriend."

Song Yan's tone slowed down and she looked very gentle.

"You are lying to others. You are obviously a vixen who seduces Li Zhennan. You mistress, you must die a bad death!"

But Mrs. Li suddenly pushed Song Yan hard and stared at him fiercely.

Li Beiting quickly and quickly caught Song Yan. He frowned and looked at Mrs. Li: "Mom, she is Song Yan, my girlfriend."

"Who are you?"

Mrs. Li didn't even recognize Li Beiting, and she looked at him in confusion.

Before Li Beiting could speak, Mrs. Li painted his face in the air with gentle eyes: "You and Zhennan look like..."

Li Zhennan glanced at the butler, who took Mrs. Li back to the room with the servant.

"Auntie's memory is confused again." Song Yan felt a little uncomfortable when she looked at Mrs. Li's lonely back.

Li Beiting sighed: "I originally thought she would be fine soon, but things went against my wishes."

"It will always be fine. When we find the right doctor, we can prescribe the right medicine."

Song Yan not only wanted to find a psychiatrist for Li Beiting, but also wanted to find a reliable doctor for Mrs. Li. It would be even better if someone could cure Li Beiting and Mrs. Li's illness at the same time.

Thinking of this, Song Yan bent the corners of his mouth slightly.

"Eat." Li Beiting saw her expression and knew that she was thinking about it again, so he placed her on the seat and brought her the food to her.

"Um."

Song Yan was already hungry and started eating without hesitation.

After that day, Li Beiting worked from home except for necessary occasions.

Song Yan was looking for a doctor for Li Beiting's condition with Qiao Muchen and Song Cheng.

A week later, Song Yan contacted Qiao Muchen to inquire about the situation.

"Do you have any job applicants?"

"Don't mention it, there are all people who come to make trouble, some of them are not even related majors, and there are all those who study computer science." Qiao Muchen looked at these private messages speechlessly, and there was no one who could be selected for the interview.

"Why is it so difficult?" Song Yan was puzzled, "Is the price we offered is too low?"

"The price is nearly ten times higher than the market price. If it is low, they won't want to find a high-paying job."

Song Yan sighed: "Then keep coming on, let me know if there is any news."

"Well, don't worry, I'll contact you as soon as possible if I find someone."

The day after the two contacted each other, Song Yan and Qiao Muchen's plan to cast a net and search finally came to an echo.

Qiao Muchen made an appointment with Song Yan and came out to interview this person. The interview location was Qiao Muchen's company. Song Cheng drove to pick up Song Yan.

"Is he a doctoral supervisor from Country M who came back from reading resume?" Song Yan couldn't wait to ask on the way.

"Well, Qiao Muchen checked the information and was all true and reliable, but there is a problem that this doctor is a woman."
Chapter completed!