Seeing the door of the ward close gently again, Song Qianqian slowly sat on the edge of Lu Zihao's bed, she wanted to pull his hand, but when she saw the bandage on his chest, she hesitated again, and finally she gave up the idea of holding hands.

It would not be good if the handshake and then the pull on his wound.

"Shallow, why don't you speak?

Lu Zihao said in a deep voice, his voice somewhat hoarse. He had just been pulled back from the brink of death by the doctor, and he didn't expect to see Song Qianqian not long after waking up, which felt so good.

He had never felt so strongly that it was good to be alive.

You can do what you like when you are alive, and you can get along with the people you like day and night.

Thinking of this, a smile involuntarily appeared on Lu Zihao's face.

Looking at Lu Zihao, who suddenly smiled, Song Qianqian was a little puzzled, "What's wrong? What's wrong with you suddenly being so happy?"

"I'm so happy to see you. ”

Lu Zihao's face was full of ruffians, even in the hospital bed, he was still restless.

"Don't make a fuss, when is it now, you still have the heart to joke. ”

Song Qianqian frowned, looking at the injuries on his body no less than last time. The only difference is that not as much blood was shed this time.

"I'm not kidding, and I feel happy to see you. I haven't been here for a few days, have you missed me? Did Lao Mo take you to the doctor? What did the doctor say?"

Song Qianqian nodded and reported one by one, "I haven't missed you in the past few days, because you have only been gone for less than forty-eight hours, Brother Mo has already taken me to see a doctor, and the doctor said that my stomach problem is caused by irregular eating, as long as I eat on time in the future, I should be fine!"

"Look at you, I'll just say, it's because you don't eat well that your stomach hasn't gotten better. Now that the doctor has spoken, you can't be disobedient anymore, can you?"

Lu Zihao looked very understanding, and looked at Song Qianqian's eyes with some blame. In his eyes, Song Qianqian has no major shortcomings, except that he is sometimes too stubborn.

"Got it, got it, why are you so nagging like my mother. ”

Song Qianqian was stared at a little unnaturally by him, and hurriedly got up and walked to the side, took the apple on the table and said, "Do you want to eat an apple, I'll help you peel an apple." ”

Look at the big apples on the table, it's very appetizing.

"Silly girl, I just had surgery, and I can't eat anything but a little water. ”

Looking at her flushed cheeks, Lu Zihao's mood changed for the better for no reason.

"Oh, I forgot. In that case, you should take a break quickly, I won't go anywhere, I'll be here with you. ”

Song Qianqian didn't want him to be too tired, not to mention that he was still injured. got up and turned down the humidifier in the room a little, and then she sat on the edge of the bed and looked at Lu Zihao with a gentle face.

Lu Zihao didn't want Song Qianqian to worry too much, so he immediately closed his eyes obediently, he was a little tired, Song Qianqian was by his side, so he could rest with peace of mind.

The healthy wheat-colored complexion of the man on the bed overflowed with fine sweat, and his sturdy eyes were tightly closed at this time, and under the upturned nose, a thin lip was gently pursed.

Lu Zihao's forehead was bulging, but Song Qianqian had never seen him say a word of pain since he entered the ward. Even in this light sleep, he closed his lips tightly and did not shout a word of pain.

Song Qianqian looked at the man on the hospital bed, and a trace of distress flashed in his eyes. She didn't know what he had been through, but she knew that it must have been very painful.

Outside the window, a bright moon hangs in the night sky, and the twinkling stars are closely around it, forming a scene of stars holding the moon.

Outside, the hallway was filled with the smell of disinfectant water, and occasionally a nurse would walk by, her shoes making an even sound on the floor.

In the middle of the night, several doctors in white coats came in to examine Lu Zihao, and after checking various indicators, they withdrew one by one.

It may be that he was too tired, the room was so noisy just now, and Lu Zihao was not woken up.

The ward returned to its previous quietness again, and Song Qianqian put on a coat and continued to sit on the edge of the bed and look at him.

Lu Zihao said that as long as she is by his side, then he can rest assured and his heart will be steady.

She held Lu Zihao's hand on the side of her body and looked at him gently, it was really strange to say, she and Lu Zihao seemed to be really related to the hospital......

"What? Lu Zihao was injured, in which hospital, and how was he injured?"

Early in the morning, Lai Ting heard such exciting news, if she wasn't in the bathroom now, she would have knocked on Liu Yuhan's door.

Woke up early in the morning by a stomachache, she put on her pajamas and rushed directly to the bathroom, when she passed by Song Qianqian's room, she looked at the wide open door, and there was no trace of things on the bed. Didn't this girl come back last night?

Lai Ting held her mobile phone and wanted to check Song Qianqian's post, but she didn't expect to hear such a powerful news.

"Okay, okay, I see. ”

Hanging up the phone, Lai Ting hurriedly rushed out of the bathroom, shouting as she ran: "Yuhan, Yuhan, get up quickly, Qianqian called just now and said that Lu Zihao was injured and hospitalized again." ”

"What? Really, it's fake? Why is he injured again? Isn't he on a business trip?"

Hearing Lai Ting's shouting, Liu Yuhan walked out of the room with a chicken coop on his head.

She rubbed her eyes that had not fully opened, and looked at Lai Ting with a confused expression.

"God knows what happened to him, but, now that we know, we should visit him later. I don't care, but if your future sister-in-law doesn't go, won't it seem a little unreasonable?"

Lai Ting leaned against the door, with a kind reminder. Her pointed chin was raised, and a pair of peach blossom eyes deliberately winked at Liu Yuhan.

Since Liu Yuhan came back from the Lu family's old house, everyone called her sister-in-law, and she was a little unaccustomed to blushing at first, but now she has heard more and is used to it.

Liu Yuhan stretched out his index finger and pointed at Lai Ting's little nose, looking unbearable, "What is your mouth? ”

I don't know when, Song Qianqian leaned on the side of the bed, holding Lu Zihao's hand in his hand and fell asleep.

Lu Zihao woke up, and as soon as he wanted to get up, there was a heart-rending pain in his chest, he gasped, and lay back on the bed again.

Song Qianqian heard his voice, and hurriedly woke up, looking at Lu Zihao's pale face oozing many beads of sweat, she quickly stood up from the chair, looked down with a concerned look and asked, "What's wrong?" Zihao, what's uncomfortable?"

Although it is spring, the weather outside is still a little cold, but the temperature in the ward is constant all year round, at this time Song Qianqian was only wearing a low-necked woolen sweater, with her bending down and bowing her head, her neckline slid down, and a large beautiful scenery on her chest was exposed to Lu Zihao's eyes.

With such good benefits early in the morning, Lu Zihao even wanted to get injured a few more times.

"Zihao, what's wrong with you? I'm going to call a doctor for you?"

Seeing that he hadn't reacted and told him not to speak, Song Qianqian was frightened now. Her voice trembled a little, and she was about to press the bedside alarm as she spoke.

Just when her hand was about to touch the siren, Lu Zihao finally spoke, "It's okay, shallow, I'm fine." ”

"But you're sweating a lot on your forehead, are you hurting from the wound, or are there other injuries that haven't been examined?"

Song Qianqian was about to cry urgently, with a pair of apricot eyes shining with tears. She looked at Lu Zihao's bloodless face, and was afraid that he would be unconscious again like last time.

Lu Zihao raised his hand and touched her face, and touched it in the large piece of beauty on her chest, the corners of his mouth were full of evil smiles, and his handsome face was also full of indecent faces.

"Shallow, you gave ice cream to my patient's eyes early in the morning, do you think I can be comfortable?"

Song Qianqian didn't quite understand, and looked at his bad eyes, Song Qianqian immediately screamed, his hands were tightly protected in front of his chest, his body took a few steps backwards, and he shouted through gritted teeth: "Lu Zihao, you big rascal!"

"Hey, hey, hey...... How am I a hooligan, your body from top to bottom, from the inside to the outside, I haven't seen or touched it, and now you say I'm a hooligan, alas...... Why does my heart hurt so much all of a sudden?"

Lu Zihao covered his heart, closed his eyes, frowned, and looked very uncomfortable.

Song glanced at him lightly and didn't intend to pay attention to him, but when she saw that he was getting more and more uncomfortable, her heart began to panic again.

He couldn't be really uncomfortable, would he? Or did the wound in his chest hurt again?

"That...... Don't you scare me, do you really have a chest ache, or are you deliberately pretending to lie to me?"

Song Qianqian slowly moved to the side of the bed, looking at Lu Zihao who was lying on the hospital bed frowning with a nervous and cautious expression.

Lu Zihao was silent......

"Zihao, are you really hurting your wound?"

Song Qianqian was not very relieved, and then asked?

……

She was still silent in response.

"Zihao, don't scare me? Is your wound really painful?

At this time, Song Qianqian was completely anxious, she hurriedly walked to Lu Zihao's side, stretched out her hand to support his shoulder and asked. If he doesn't speak, she's really going to call a doctor.

Suddenly, she only felt that her waist was tight, and the whole person rushed towards Lu Zihao's body, she was worried that her body would press on Lu Zihao's wound, so she hurriedly supported it on the armrest next to the bed with her hand.

Looking at Lu Zihao with a wicked smile on his face, Song Qianqian's heart greeted Lu Zihao's second uncle again, this bad person, why does he love to toss her so much?

"Lu Zihao, you are such a bastard, villain. Is it interesting for you to play with me like this? Isn't it fun to see me so worried and sad?"