27 The desire to love each other3

Silent night.

Ren Pingsheng put on a T-shirt, came out of the pool, sat on the sofa in the living room, experienced the silence of the night, according to his habit, in his mind, he expected what he was going to do tomorrow, but he couldn't concentrate on his thoughts. In front of me, there is Xu Guangxi, and it is all the scene just now.

Suddenly, he heard the sound of something shattering. From upstairs, it's Mitsuki's room.

I was too anxious, too scared, and I always felt that something was going to happen in my heart, and I tightened a string and broke with this sound. He immediately ran upstairs, and when he was at her door, he stopped, knocked on the door a few times, and saw that there was no sound, so he pulled the door knob and locked.

As soon as he opened the door, he saw Xu Guangxi holding the bookshelf with one hand, holding his stomach tightly with the other, his forehead was covered with dense beads of sweat, and his face was terrifyingly white. Seeing him coming, he smiled reluctantly and said, "Why don't you wait for me to open the door for you?" The voice came from his nasal cavity, and every syllable he said seemed to use all his strength.

Ren Pingsheng saw her slender hand, pressed her stomach, and plunged into it. She was still wearing pajamas after taking a shower, and her body was covered in her clothes, empty. After shaking it a few times, he was almost unsteady on his feet, and he held on to the bookshelf like a life-saving straw. At her feet, there was a broken porcelain vase, and she couldn't help but take a step back with such a tremble.

"How did you make it like this?" Ren Pingsheng walked over, but she was still a step slower, and then she felt a tingling pain coming from the soles of her feet, and blood seeped out along the broken porcelain bottle.

She was hot, much hotter than she had just been. Ren Pingsheng grabbed her body, and with a force of his arm, he hugged her out of the broken porcelain. But she put her hand on his chest and said, "I can go myself, let me down." โ€

Her body was not heavy, and Ren Pingsheng picked her up with little effort: "You have to go to the hospital now." โ€

He carried her downstairs and took a piece of clothing and draped it over her.

This time has passed, and I can only hang the emergency department.

The car was driving too fast, and every second, his heart was like a knife. But the more anxious you are, the easier it is to make mistakes. He had only walked this road once, and he was not very familiar with it, so he didn't open the navigation, and after a big circle, he finally arrived at his destination. The girl sitting next to him was curled up in pain, and there was a sharp pain in her abdomen, and she hid in a corner, burying her face, delirious from high fever and abdominal pain, and closed her eyes tightly.

The car did not drive into the hospital parking lot, but stopped in the parking space at the entrance of the emergency department.

The emergency department is at the back of the outpatient building, the floor is not high, and there is a red light written on the top of the head, which is faintly lit in the dark night.

When she arrived, she was very hot. Ren Pingsheng wiped the sweat from her forehead and picked her up from the car. The arm slammed into the metal door frame, and the bright light immediately came into view, and it was white.

At this time, there were still a few people sitting on the metal seats on the first floor of the emergency department, and when they saw a man running to the hospital in the middle of the night with a girl in pajamas, they couldn't help but be curious and looked at this side.

The lady on duty at the hospital consultation desk was still very young, and when she saw someone in a coma and was taken to the hospital, she immediately panicked.

"You wait a while, and we'll arrange for someone to come right away. As he spoke, he quickly lifted the receiver and quickly pressed a few digits on the phone.

Ren Pingsheng gasped, "How long will it take?"

The lady on duty was very helpless, she could understand the current state of mind of the family, so she tried her best to appease her.

Fortunately, she was quickly taken to the emergency room, and the doctor on duty came up on his heels and diagnosed her.

The nurse quickly brought the thermometer to the doctor, "Hang the water to reduce the fever first, and take a picture tomorrow." โ€

The doctor glanced at Ren Pingsheng and said, "Are you a family member of the patient?"

Ren Pingsheng nodded, "I am." โ€

The doctor put away the stethoscope and said, "Why did the patient come here now when he burned like this? Do you know that the patient is allergic to alcohol, and you still let the patient drink? You young people now have really big hearts." โ€

"I'm sorry, Dr. Zhao. Ren Pingsheng noticed the sign on his chest - Zhao Ye.

"Don't say sorry to me. The doctor waved his hand, and soon a nurse came with a cart to measure the oxygen level and heartbeat.

The nurse closed the curtain and untied Xu Guangxi's coat. She was wearing dress-style pajamas inside, which were hard to take off, so she could only lift the hem of her skirt. Guangxi felt a chill pass through her stomach and snorted softly, Ren Pingsheng immediately walked over, and then turned her face sideways - her pajamas were lifted by the nurse, revealing her flat belly and half of her breasts. The nurse glanced at him before pasting the detector and reminding, "Family members avoid it." "I thought he was the patient's husband or boyfriend or something.

Ren Pingsheng turned his back, pulled the gap closed, and followed the doctor to his office to prescribe medicine.

First hung up antipyretics, then antibiotics, and because of the coma, I added another bottle of glucose.

After these three bottles were hung up, it was close to the early hours of the morning.

Ren Pingsheng tested the temperature of her forehead, but it was still a little hot. But when she fell asleep, she was much calmer than before. It should be the antipyretic that works.

The room was empty, and when the last bottle of water was hung up, he turned off the ceiling light, leaving only one night light on. A wave of tiredness hit me, and it was already late.

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When the nurse came to take blood in the morning, she probably had some symptoms, drunkenness, allergies, and a cold, which caused acute gastroenteritis. After a night's sleep, I still feel weak and my brain is very heavy. The nurse pricked a needle in her vein, and she woke up a little, and then saw Ren Pingsheng leaning against the window, closing his eyes and falling asleep. His legs were long, resting on the bay window, slightly bent, his arms clasped to his chest, and the back of his head resting against the white wall.

The blood was pumped along the blood vessels, and the needle stinged slightly, she frowned, and then, she felt a bitterness inexplicably, which spread from the bottom of her heart, and gradually swallowed her.

The nurse moved very lightly, and after taking the blood, she left.

She closed her eyes, opened them again, and quietly leaned on the edge of the bed, stepped out of the bed, and sat down beside him, spreading the sheet along the lines and covering him. His fingers touched his arm through his clothes, and it was a little hot. It's not the same as in memory. She leaned sideways and saw that he had only a blue sideburns, and shiny sweat oozed out, merging into a thin stream that flowed down to his chin. Stretch out your index finger and dip it a little, and wipe it clean for him with the tip of your finger.

He slept deeply, breathing evenly, unaware. She propped her hand on the low bay window, and her face gradually drew closer to him, studying his face: he was not very large, his facial bones were very long, the bridge of his nose was very high, his eyelids were not very deep, but the brow bones were obvious, and there was a scar at the corner of his eye, and there was a scar at the corner of his eye? Why didn't she find out before?

The hand that was holding on to the back and holding on to the ground reached out unconsciously. The index finger curled, and just like that, as if it was being pulled by something, it leaned between his eyebrows. Like, the scar, as soon as she touches it, it will disappear. His brows furrowed deeper, but his heart quieted down. In the ward, the air conditioner blows quietly.