Xiang Xiaoyuan followed the doctor in heavy protective clothing, walking through the quiet corridor, and the words of the medical staff just now were still ringing in his ears.

She had heard these words a thousand times, but at this moment, this place still made people shudder.

The quarantines here are all susceptible people who have had direct contact with SARS patients, and some suspected patients.

The flickering ultraviolet lights in the disinfection room and the smell of disinfectant that can be smelled through the protective clothing are always reminding her of what kind of place this is.

Although the news reports on patients who have recovered and been discharged from the hospital every day, it still gives people a cold and terrifying feeling.

I didn't know how to pass through a few isolation doors, and finally came to a corridor where you could see the sun.

Xiao Yuan felt too nervous just now, and the muscles in his calves were now cramping.

The doctor who led the way in front saw that she was walking a little awkwardly, and couldn't help but smile and comfort her, she didn't have to be like that.

Now SARS is well controlled, and even infected patients can be cured, not to mention that it is only suspected here.

In fact, the doctors and nurses here all know how Zhao Jianling came into contact with the SARS patient, and everyone still sincerely admires her.

Even if the leaders above don't explain a lot, they will take special care of them.

After speaking, the doctor asked Xiao Yuan again, what is the origin of this girl named Zhao Jianling.

At this time, several groups of people have been inquiring about her situation. Now she can send someone to see her in person, it seems that this relationship is really not ordinarily hard.

Xiao Yuan was also confused, and he didn't know why, so the doctor didn't ask any more, so the two came to the door of the sword spirit room.

This is more like a standard room in a hotel than an isolation ward, with a large glass window that can be seen with all the living facilities inside.

Plain curtains, a small coffee table with a glass bottle with orchids on it, and a large balcony, but sealed by iron bars.

Xiao Yuan couldn't help frowning, was the hospital afraid that these people would jump out of the window and escape?

There was a bed next to the balcony, and Xiao Yuan saw Zhao Jianling sitting there leaning over, her long hair falling down so that people couldn't see her face clearly, only seeing her wearing home pajamas.

didn't wear a patient gown, which made Xiao Yuan feel a little better.

"Lingling, Lingling!" Xiang Xiaoyuan threw himself in front of the isolation glass and slapped it, almost frantically shouting.

As if he had just woken up from his sleep, Zhao Jianling slowly got up and walked slowly to the glass.

It's been a long time since I've heard someone call me like that, it's been a long, long time.

After only a week of quarantine, Weishenme would feel as if centuries had passed, as if she had forgotten her name.

"You are ......" Zhao Jianling stuck to the glass, trying to see the person in front of him wearing a thick protective suit.

"Lingling...... It's me ......" Xiao Yuan choked up, tears sliding down his eyes and blinding him, but he couldn't wipe them with his hands.

In just a few days, Zhao Jianling was so thin that he was out of shape, and his face was pale and terrifying.

Those beautiful amber eyes seemed to be covered with a layer of dust, and they had no luster.

Suddenly, her eyes flickered: "Are you ...... Is it a small garden?"

Xiang Xiaoyuan couldn't speak, just nodded with tears.

"It's really you! it's really you!"

The sword spirit was sure that it was her, and the whole person collapsed and went crazy, pounding the glass hard.

"Lingling, Lingling!" Xiaoyuan also shouted hoarsely.

Zhao Jianling's hair was scattered, and he almost fainted from crying, and the doctor on the side hurriedly stepped forward to open the small garden attached to the glass and let them calm down.

I've never seen Jian Ling cry like this, and I've always felt that she is the kind of girl who has no heart, no scheming, and a little boyish.

She likes to joke, likes to do things that don't have a brain, and likes to laugh at herself, but she has never seen her cry like this.

Crying as if the whole shijie had collapsed.

Since entering here, Zhao Jianling has never shed tears, and the whole person is in a state of indifference.

Even if a doctor took a picture of her that day and said that he could tell her that she was safe, she never cried.

Because she never knew if she was too unlucky or too lucky.

She was really unlucky, or she wouldn't have been in here, and she was lucky because there were no signs of infection.

It's just that being alone here, it's like being abandoned by the whole shijie, you can't see familiar people, you can't hear familiar sounds, and you repeat every day: wake up, be in a daze, check, sleep, and so on.

From the fear at the beginning, it turned into the numbness later, which is completely a state of life and death.

I still remember that at that time, one by one was suspected of being diagnosed, and then transferred to the ward. Zhao Jianling was so dazed, waiting, and one day the God of Fate assigned the God of Decline to himself again.

It doesn't matter, it really doesn't matter...... Ever since she came in, no, I should say that since she took the first step to catch up with that patient, she didn't expect to get out of here safely.

I never felt that I was brave, or that I was not brave at all, but that I was good enough, that I was good enough, or that I was just instinctive.

But anyway, now I'm here.

If you can't get out, no one else can get in.

I can only wait for the end of the quarantine, and I can only hope that my family will not be too anxious.

She worries more about her father than her mother. I always feel that my mother may be stronger, or harder-hearted, so that she will not be too sad.

It wasn't until he saw Xiang Xiaoyuan that Zhao Jianling woke up from this wooden state, crying so happily that he could revive his soul.

The sword spirit cried enough, and began to stick to the glass to Xiao Yuanle, but Xiao Yuan had not yet gotten rid of this heartbreaking emotion, and the sword spirit's laughter made her hairy.

"Lingling, you...... Are you alright?"

Xiao Yuan stopped crying, and the tears accumulated on his chin through the protective suit, as if he was in a small pond.

Zhao Jianling shook his head vigorously, the layer of dust in his eyes was washed clean by tears, and his eyes sparkled again.

"Are you alright?" the sword spirit asked softly, placing his palm against the glass.

Xiao Yuan also put his hands on it, and the hands of the two people were tightly pressed together through the glass.

"Oh no, everybody's worried about you. ”

"I'm fine. The sword spirit smiled.

"I saw it with my own eyes to believe. ”

"Don't you see it now?"

Xiao Yuan nodded: "So I know you're quite haode." ”

"How did you get in? Ordinary people can't get in!" Sword Spirit was surprised and couldn't figure it out.

Xiao Yuan gently touched the glass and stared at the thin face of the sword spirit opposite.

"It's your mother's relationship, I have a nurse certificate, and I can come in and see you for everyone. ”

Zhao Jianling was shocked: "My mother?

After saying that, she became silent, yes, how could the family not know about this kind of thing? After a pause, she slowly raised her head:

"Is my mom okay?"

Xiao Yuan felt a palpitation, and could only squeeze out a smile:

"It's okay, but she's worried about you. But knowing that you are not infected, I am relieved. Don't worry. ”

The sword spirit looked at Xiao Yuan's stumbling appearance, and knew that she was avoiding the serious, so he didn't ask the bottom of it, but said softly:

"If I get SARS, you will never see me again, will you miss me, will you remember me?"

"What nonsense are you talking about!" Xiao Yuan burst into tears again: "I didn't come to see you to listen to your nonsense! You bad guy, you want us to forget you, and we can't forget it!"

The Sword Spirit smiled bitterly in silence.

Xiaoyuan whispered: "At most, in a week or two, you will be able to come out, and ...... bear with me."

Sword Spirit nodded slightly.

"You said you wanted to invite me to the beach, you said you wanted to be the host, don't be like this half-dead anymore!" Xiaoyuan yelled at her.

Zhao Jianling smiled, and crystal tears rolled down his cheeks.

"Then let's talk about it, and we have to talk about it. The sword spirit stretched out his little finger and made a hook motion.

Xiao Yuan also stretched out his fingers wearing bulky gloves: "I'm waiting for you!"

The sword spirit smiled and nodded vigorously, tilting his head to the side playfully as usual.

Xiao Yuan knew that the gloom in her heart would slowly dissipate, because she had already seen the first rays of sunlight that pierced through the dark clouds.

Although he was sure that the sword spirit was safe and sound, and seeing her situation with his own eyes, he could put down his heart, but Xiang Xiaoyuan still came out of the hospital crying while walking.

The heart is relaxed, but the sad state is not lessened.

Thinking that the sword spirit was so thin that he was not human, Xiao Yuan's heart was like a knife.

I really don't know how she survived these days, she must not have suffered this kind of sin when she grew so big.

This kind of psychological torment is more uncomfortable than anything else.

Cheng Hao saw her come out and hurried to meet her.

In fact, in the process of disinfection and changing clothes, Xiaoyuan did not stay in it for a long time.

But waiting for someone is always a bad taste, and time always flies very slowly, especially in this kind of unreassuring place.

At that time, when he saw Xiaoyuan enter, he felt a little strange panic for the first time, as if she would not come out again if she went in.

I suddenly thought of seeing her in a silver-white protective suit in the empty station square that day.

So bulky, like a visitor from outside the world.

This girl herself is like an alien, both in thought and in action. I really don't know if one day she will return to her own planet.

Thinking like this, Cheng Hao himself couldn't help laughing, but there was a hint of bitterness after laughing.

If it wasn't the girl named Zhao Jianling who was quarantined that day, it was Xiang Xiaoyuan......

Cheng Hao couldn't help but shudder, and didn't dare to let himself think about it anymore.

"Are you okay?" asked Cheng Hao.

Xiao Yuan was slightly stunned when he saw him, he didn't leave when he sent him in the morning.

The way he cried all the way must have been seen by him, so he wiped his tears and squeezed out a smile a little embarrassed:

"Pretty haode, nothing. ”

"Go home. ”

Cheng Hao made an indifferent look and naturally took her hand.

However, Xiang Xiaoyuan's gaze passed through him and landed not far behind him.

"Brother Jingtao!" shouted at Xiao Yuan, shook off Cheng Hao, and ran away past him.

Before the hand could be held firmly, it was thrown away.

Cheng Hao's heart sank fiercely, and the inexplicable coldness rose up along his toes.

He turned around slowly, and what he saw was something like this—

Xiang Xiaoyuan was crying like a child in the arm of the man she called "Brother Jingtao".

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PS: I like Sword Spirit very much, I think she is more like us...... Leave me a message......