In order to prevent the cold from being transmitted to Wang Anchor, she brought three or four layers of masks, and after wiping Wang Anchor's body, she felt that she was really dying.

She sat on a chair at the door of the ward, her mask pulled under her chin, first gasping for air, then a dry cough, unable to stop, and being looked like she was about to cough out her lungs.

"Miss An, are you not feeling well?" Ma Le, the policeman guarding outside the ward, he was already a little familiar with Jingjing, and he handed her a bottle of water.

"Thank you. It's just a little cold. Quiet took the water and drank it.

"Seeing your face blushing like this, it can't be a fever, right?" Ma Le pushed open the door of the ward and looked at it routinely, and the ward that was only about ten square meters did not need to be carefully inspected.

Jing Jing touched her forehead, her palms felt warm, Ma Le was right, she had a fever. "I don't have a fever, maybe I changed his clothes just now, I used some strength, and I was sweating. ”

"You come to wipe his body every day, massage him, and rest for a few days, don't make yourself really tired. ”

Judging from the superficial evidence, Ma Le's Wang Anchor lying inside should be the murderer, and Jing Jing is still so desperate, he is not worth it for Jing Jing.

Quiet just smiled and shook her head weakly.

A faceless doctor walked into Wang Anchor's ward, and Ma Le didn't stop him.

"Is this a new doctor, how come I haven't seen it. ”

Jing Jing followed and opened the door of the ward, and saw that the doctor was doing some routine examinations for Wang Anchor.

"I haven't seen it either. Ma Le stood outside the ward and looked.

The doctor walked out, turned around and prepared to leave for the next ward.

"Doctor......" quietly stopped him.

The doctor stops. "What's the matter?"

"Is it my husband who has changed the attending doctor?" and Dr. Qiu?" the quiet tone was quite polite.

"Dr. Qiu is on a business trip for a few days, I will replace him for these days, your husband is fine, don't worry. ”

After the doctor finished speaking, he left in a hurry.

Quietly return to the chair and sit down, thoughtful.

"Miss An, it's not early, you should go back and rest. Ma Lejian's quiet face became more and more ugly.

"Since you haven't seen that doctor just now, why don't you check it out as usual?"

"At first glance, it's a doctor, and there will be no other problems. Ma Le feels that he still has some work experience, and whoever has a problem can be seen at a glance.

"Well, that's hard for you. Good bye. Quietly said goodbye to Ma Le and left the hospital with a heavy heart.

……

Back at Wu's house, before entering the door, Jing Jing specially made up some lipstick to make herself look better, so as not to worry Qiao Fangyin.

The aunt who came to open the door quietly, looked panicked. "Mr. Xiao Wu is here, looking for you, his face is not very good-looking. ”

In Wu Junke's words, Quiet is exquisite in the Wu family, and everyone likes her up and down, and even her status has surpassed him.

"I see, thank you. Quietly thanked the aunt who had ventilated to her, and walked inside.

Wu Junke was sitting on the sofa in the living room, and Qiao Fangyin was also there.

"Xiao An, I'm back! Ah Qin, quickly take out the soup, it's still bird's nest, Xiao An is back." ”

Wu Junke stood up. "Come upstairs with me first, I have something to ask you. I'll eat these things later. ”

Wu Junke was already a little angry.

"What's so important that you don't have time for a bowl of soup?"

Sister Qin had already brought the soup to the living room, and Qiao Fangyin took it and put it on the coffee table.

"Mom, it's a company thing. Of course, Wu Junke wouldn't say so much in front of Qiao Fangyin.

Quietly sat down along the sofa, she really couldn't hold on. "Let me rest for a while. ”

Wu Junke thought that the quiet was going to rely on Qiao Fangyin and play tricks again. "Come up with me now, isn't it alive in the company today, why is it like this now?"

Qiao Fangyin looked at the silence carefully, and always felt that something was wrong. She reached out and touched Quiet's forehead. "Xiao An, why is it so hot!"

Finally, Qiao Fangyin found that she had a fever. "Okay, don't talk about any company business. Xiao An, let's go back to the room and rest first. ”

Qiao Fangyin thought about it and felt that it was inappropriate. "No, Ah Qin, let the driver prepare the car and take Xiao An to the hospital, this forehead is hot, it must be a high fever, don't burn out. ”

Quiet only felt that his limbs were sore, his eyes closed unobeyedly, and when he finally became conscious, he only heard many hurried footsteps back and forth.

Quiet had a long dream, and the Wang Anchor in the dream was dressed in white, walking in front of her, walking turned into a trot, and the trotting became a quiet chase.

"Wang Anchor, slow down, I can't run. The quiet throat smoked, and a burst of blood rushed out.

Wang Anchor didn't look back, and continued to run forward, running faster and faster.

Quiet's legs and feet were weak and fell to the ground, and he couldn't stand up. Seeing that Wang Anchor was about to disappear from her sight.

"Wang Anchor!" quietly shouted Wang Anchor's name, and when he opened his eyes, it turned out to be a frightening dream.

"Xiao An, are you awake?" Qiao Fangyin sat on the edge of the bed.

"Hmm. Jing Jing saw a shelf next to the bed, looked up, hung the infusion bottle, and then looked at his hand, with a needle.

"I asked Ah Qin to boil porridge for you, and I asked her to bring it up later. Yesterday you fainted, but we were scared to death, so we called the doctor to come to the house and give you an infusion first. ”

Qiao Fangyin walked to the door, opened the door and called Sister Qin.

"What time is it, have I slept for a long time?" Quiet was afraid of missing the time to visit Wang Anchor.

"It's noon. ”

The quiet door was pushed open, and the person who came in with porridge was not Sister Qin, but Wu Junke.

"Sister Qin is preparing something else. ”

Wu Junke brought the porridge to the quiet bedside. "Mom, I'd like to have a few separate conversations with Quiet. ”

"She's just woken up. Qiao Fangyin was still afraid that Wu Junke would do something impulsively.

"I know, talk calmly. ”

……

Looking at my phone quietly, there is nothing new except for a few email reminders about work.

Quiet and disappointed, that meant that Wang Anchor had been in a coma for another day, but she immediately relieved herself, at least Wang Anchor was still in a coma.

"Did you come to me to ask about your guilt?"

Wu Junke handed over the porridge. "Drink the porridge first. ”

Quiet fainted yesterday with a high fever, and he was angry and angry.

"You put it down first, and then drink it when it's cooler. ”

Wu Junke put the porridge on the bedside table next to him. "Tell me the truth, what the hell are you trying to do?"

Wu Junke thought about a lot of things this night, and the recent quiet has changed too much.

"I just want to see what kind of person Yan Zihui really is, so that I can be convinced of my fiasco. ”

Quietly looked at the remaining potion in the drip bottle, and then looked at the time on her phone, calculating how long it would take to finish dripping.

"Do you still care about what happened back then? Since you don't want to be honest with me, then I won't ask any more. ”

Wu Junke stood up. "Drink the porridge and I'm leaving. ”

Quietly drank all the porridge, set the alarm clock, and went to sleep. From today onwards, she has to recuperate, otherwise she will tear off Yan Zihui's mask. I want to talk about "The Power of the Bond" with more like-minded people, and pay attention to "Youyue Literature" on WeChat, talk about life, and find confidants~