The emergency room was covered by a curtain and a compartment inside, and Shang Zhihan couldn't see anything from the outside, but he felt that only in this way could he get some comfort.

"If you stand here, it may affect the doctor's access and delay the treatment. ”

Hearing the nurse's words, Shang Zhihan paused, reluctantly glanced inside again, slowly stepped back, and sat on the chair next to him.

After a while, the little girl was also hugged by the medical staff, she clenched her two small fists, and ran towards the emergency room with her best efforts.

She was so tired that she was panting, and when she saw Shang Zhihan sitting there, she also slowed down and sat next to him.

Because she is not tall enough, she still needs to use her hands to support herself, and she can sit completely on the chair with a few twists.

She beckoned to the little nurse, pointed to the notebook and pen in her pocket, and pointed to herself, indicating her intentions.

The nurse quickly understood what she meant, took out the notebook and pen and handed them to her.

The little girl glanced at Shang Zhihan, his head facing the direction of the emergency room, his hands nervously crossed over his chest and his legs folded. It can be seen that he is very worried about the situation inside, and he is always paying attention, and every moment is looking forward to Su Shengsheng coming out safe and sound.

She hurriedly opened the notebook, took out a pen again, and wrote some immature words on it, "Big brother, don't worry, my sister will definitely be fine." ”

After she finished writing, she gently poked Shang Zhihan's arm with her hand and asked him to look this way.

Feeling that the little girl was calling him, Shang Zhihan put down his hands and bowed down (body shēn) to look at her, "What's wrong?"

When the little girl saw him turn around, she shook the notebook in her hand and pointed to the words on it.

When he saw it, he forced out a smile and gently touched her hair. This kid is really sensible. He admired this in his heart, and then took her notebook and pen.

"Yes, my sister will be fine, I will wait for her here, I don't know what your name is. ”

He tried his best to write neatly in the font, and the words he used were all words that she could understand at her age. The child had been with them for so long, and the people in the clinic said that they had not found her family, and there was also a reason why the scene was too chaotic and everyone did not have time to look for it. Now he can only learn as much as possible about her situation so that he can help her

Find your family.

"Meng Yi'an, you can call me An An. She wrote her name very beautifully, different from the words just now, and her English name was attached to it, which was more beautiful than Chinese.

It seems to be a child who has not long returned to China. Shang Zhihan could see that her writing habits were completely biased towards the West, and when she looked back at her, she felt really mixed-race.

"Su Shengsheng's family. "The doctor just pushed the sick (bed chuáng) out. Shang Zhihan immediately got up (身shēn) and walked briskly towards the door of the emergency room.

"How's it going?" His eyes were completely focused on Su Shengsheng's (body shēn), watching her lie there peacefully wearing an oxygen mask, and his hanging heart began to let go.

"The patient is fine, and then he can be transferred to the general ward, observed for a few days, and can be discharged without other symptoms. The doctor looked at the patient's indicators, all of which were normal, and after explaining the situation, he closed the information and left.

He also followed the nurses to the ward, and suddenly remembered that there was still An An, and immediately turned around.

"What about the little girl just now?" Looking back, she was gone, and Shang Zhihan hurriedly asked the little nurse just now.

The nurse was putting away the pen and notebook on the stool, and she was still holding a small note in her hand, "She was picked up by her nanny just now, and this is the note she left." ”

He looked at the empty bench and took the note. "Brother, I'm going back, tell my sister I'll come back to see her. ”

He held Su Shengsheng's (bed chuáng) and looked at the note written in English as he walked. He guessed correctly, she was really a child who came back from abroad, although the letters written still felt like a child, but this was much more fluent than her writing Chinese characters.

After following to the ward, Shang Zhihan sat next to her with a bench and gently touched her hand.

After the treatment, Su Shengsheng's consciousness began to slowly recover, she opened her eyes slightly, and saw a vague (body shēn) figure appear in front of her, although she couldn't see it very clearly, but she was already sure that this person was Shang Zhihan.

Her fingers were also moving slightly, and Shang Zhihan's appearance in front of her began to become clearer and clearer.

Sensing her movements, Shang Zhihan hurriedly sat up straight and walked towards hers.

"Are you awake, are you alright?

, You looked up at the hanging bottle, and she was still holding her in her hand and refused to let go.

Sure enough, he still looked so anxious, Su Shengsheng felt a little uncomfortable in his throat, coughed lightly, looked at him and smiled, "What's the matter? ”

But he had a serious face, and he would never allow her to say such a thing, and he stared at her with straight eyes, as if with some sense of threat, and pressed it to her face, and whispered, "You dare?"

It's obviously a threat, but it's full of tenderness. How could he be willing to let Su Shengsheng not wake up again.

"Take my oxygen mask off, it's uncomfortable to wear. She glanced down at the obstructive oxygen mask with her eyes, which was not at all comfortable to wear on her mouth.

He also felt that Su Shengsheng's condition was much better, and the nurse had also instructed before leaving that she could take it off after she woke up, and it would be a little uncomfortable to wear it all the time.

He got up (body shēn) and gently removed the oxygen mask and slowly set it aside.

Looking at him from the perspective below, he is still so handsome, worthy of the person she picked, and there are no dead ends in all directions. But the strap around his hand immediately caught her eye.

Her eyes were fixed on his hand until he sat down, thinking about the scene in the fire, Shang Zhihan hugged her without hesitation, and did not hide from the hot fire with his back, just because he was holding her in his arms.

Noticing her eyes, Shang Zhihan secretly put down his hands wrapped in straps, not wanting her to worry.

"Is your hand burned?" Su Shengsheng was about to reach out and grab him, but his hand was already under it.

His eyes didn't look directly at Su Shengsheng, he picked up the orange next to him and peeled it off little by little, "No, it's just that when I hit the wall with a hammer, I accidentally grinded a bubble on my hand, and I wasn't afraid that you would laugh at me" He denied that he was burned because he was holding Su Shengsheng and his hands did not avoid the fire.

At that time, in order to be able to smash the plank faster, he had to remove his hand (set of tào) so that he could throw it towards the same place with unerring accuracy. But when he was holding Su Shengsheng, because he didn't have the protection of his fireproof hand (set tào), the back of his hand was burned extensively, but at that time, he didn't have the slightest idea of letting go, and still hugged her tightly.

"Sir, please hurry up and apply the ointment, your neck has not been treated. ”

He kept running around with Su Shengsheng, and the nurse had no way to treat him.