Wu Yue drove the car in front, Xiao Yihan hugged Yang Liu, sat in the back seat, the two men who had been tense and incompatible, did not quarrel for the first time, and also cooperated tacitly in the same car and sent Yang Liu to the hospital. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

The late autumn night was already a bit cold, there were no pedestrians on the streets, and the traffic was not very large, so their cars were unimpeded all the way.

It's just that the two people in the car didn't communicate the whole time, and the expressions on their faces were a little weird, Wu Yue was driving while quietly observing the two people behind him from the rearview mirror, looking a little stunned.

Xiao Yihan's face was still gloomy, and Yang Liu, who was lying in his arms, still didn't move at all, because of the fever, her face had changed from pale just now to crimson, her brows were tightly furrowed, her lips were a little chapped, and she let out a low moan from time to time.

Ten minutes later, they arrived at the hospital, Wu Yue parked the car at the door, immediately got off the driver's seat, went around to the back door on the right, and opened the car door for Xiao Yihan.

Xiao Yihan hugged Yang Liu and got off the car carefully, the wind was a little cold at night, he just walked out of the warm car, and suddenly walked into the cold wind, Xiao Yihan obviously felt that the body of Yang Liu in his arms seemed to be shivering from the cold.

He hugged her tightly, glanced at Wu Yue silently, and mouthed him towards Nunu in the carriage.

Wu Yue immediately understood, bent down from the back seat of the car, took out the camel-colored coat that Yang Liu was wearing before, and gently draped it on her body.

Then, Xiao Yihan hugged Yang Liu, hurriedly walked towards the emergency room, just walked a few steps, seemed to think of something, stopped, turned around, glanced at Wu Yue who was standing in a daze, and said in a jerky tone: "That...... Thank you. ”

Wu Yue had already locked the car and planned to go to the hospital with him, but when he heard Xiao Yihan's words, he was slightly stunned for a moment before he replied coldly: "I don't need you to thank me." ”

Wu Yue's words were very meaningful, but Xiao Yihan was anxious, so he didn't have time to savor it, so he turned around and left.

Wu Yue stood by the car for a while, then returned to the car, opened the car door and got into the car, took out a cigarette from his pocket, and spit out a few gray smoke rings against the dark night.

Xiao Yihan hugged Yang Liu and quickly came to the emergency room, and as soon as he walked to the door, he shouted loudly: "Doctor, where is the doctor?" ”

A male doctor in a white coat hurriedly walked out of a room, saw a man with a panicked look, holding a woman covered in injuries, staggered in, and hurriedly greeted him.

……

Yang Liu slowly opened his eyes from his sleep, and the first thing that caught his eye was a dazzling white, white wall, white ceiling, and an incandescent lamp emitted a dazzling white light, which made people unable to open their eyes.

Yang Liu was in a trance for a while, and what appeared in her mind was still colorful lights, deafening music, torn skirts, and unscrupulous gazes, looking at her bare legs with bad intentions......

Or if it was the cold ground beneath her and the tingling pain in her arm when she fell, she wouldn't remember what happened later?

She tried to think about it, but she still couldn't remember why she had come to this place. Where is this?

Her eyes moved, and she found that above her, there was an infusion bottle hanging above, and a thin tube hung down and was attached to her arm, Yang Liu suddenly understood, this seemed to be a hospital, and she seemed to be infusion.

Hey, she remembered that before she fainted, she should have been at the Hansen Hotel, why did she get to the hospital in a blink of an eye?

She turned her head slightly to the side, scanned the room, and realized that she was lying on a hospital bed, and there was a man sitting next to the bed.

The man seemed to be very tired, leaning back on a chair and napping, although he looked a little sloppy now, his hair was messy, and the suit on his body was a little wrinkled, but Yang Liu still recognized at a glance that this person was Xiao Yihan.

At this moment, he seemed to be very tired and sleepy, his eyes were slightly closed, his brows were tightly locked, and his mouth was snoring slightly.

Yang Liu looked at him falling asleep, and couldn't help but be committed, she never knew that when he was asleep, he was so gentle, not at all like when he was awake, either angry, or cold.

Yang Liu involuntarily stretched out a hand, wanting to touch his unkempt hair, but before the hand touched him, Xiao Yihan's head suddenly moved, Yang Liu was so frightened that he hurriedly retracted his hand, but accidentally touched the infusion tube, the thin tube, touched the infusion stand, and made a slight sound.

Xiao Yihan was awakened, he opened his eyes slightly, turned around, looked at Yang Liu's open eyes, and asked in surprise, "Are you awake?" ”

Yang Liu let out a soft "um" and said, "Why am I in the hospital?" ”

Xiao Yihan stood up, walked to the head of the bed, looked at the potion in the infusion bottle and said, "You have a fever......

Does she have a fever? Before Yang Liu came back to his senses, Xiao Yihan stretched out a hand and put it on her forehead, and after a while, he put that hand on his forehead and compared it before saying, "It seems to be ...... Backed back a little. ”

Xiao Yihan's action was done very naturally, but I don't know why, Yang Liu suddenly felt a little uncomfortable, and his face was slightly crimson.

Xiao Yihan didn't notice it, he walked to the side of the bed, tucked the quilt for him, and asked casually, "How do you feel now?" Still uncomfortable? ”

Yang Liu nodded and said softly, "Now...... It's a little better......"

Thinking of her embarrassed appearance at the dance, which was seen by Xiao Yihan, Yang Liu couldn't help but feel a little annoyed, she frowned and closed her eyes slightly.

Seeing Yang Liu's expression, Xiao Yihan thought that she felt uncomfortable again, he stood there, didn't move, just stared at her face with his eyes without blinking.

Yang Liu in front of him has changed into a set of clean clothes and is lying on the bed, with bandages on his arms, but in front of Xiao Yihan's eyes, there will always be Yang Liu who is held in Wu Yue's arms, covered in injuries and unclothed, and her appearance has been dangling in front of his eyes, and she always lingers.

Xiao Yihan sighed, looked at Yang Liu's slightly closed eyes, and said in a calm tone as much as possible: "Tell me, what's going on?" It's good, why did it suddenly become like this? ”