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I struggled to open my eyes, and I could only see the backward walls on both sides.

The pace of progress seemed to stop, and I couldn't feel the bumps, but my body was slowly moved, away from the nostalgic heat. writhing unwillingly, but after all, he had a high fever and had no strength in his body, so he could only struggle to be picked up and placed on the bed.

The arm was pulled up, a slight tingling pain, accompanied by the feeling of a foreign body entering the body, and a voice sounded in the ear: "Okay, just put on a drip." ”

Her eyelids were pulled heavily, and in front of her eyes was the double image of dazzling white light, and the sudden huge panic pressed on Kim Taeyeon's heart, making her almost breathless.

Then, a dark shadow appeared in front of him whose face he couldn't see clearly, and a magnetic voice sounded low in his ears: "Don't think too much, get some sleep." ”

Trust fills his heart, nodding slightly, Taeyeon's panic gradually disappears, and he obediently closes his eyes, and before he can take a few breaths, a slight snoring sounds in the hospital room.

Song Jong-hyuk looked at Kim Tae-yeon's quiet sleeping face and reached out to smooth out her messy hair one by one. took two steps back and came back to his senses, facing the playful eyes of Shanglin Caimao.

"What, what's wrong?" Subconsciously raised his hands and crossed them in front of his chest, Song Jong-hyuk looked at Lin Caimao with a malicious smile.

"Tell me, what's going on?"

Lin Caimao raised his chin, pointed at Taeyeon on the bed with his mouth pursed, and teased playfully.

Song Jong-hyuk looked back, suddenly realized, and couldn't laugh or cry: "Doctor Lin!" Where did you think of it? ”

"Blame me?" Lin Caimao pursed his lips: "I had a car accident with Cui Xiuying a few days ago, and it became a lover later." How long has it been since I hooked up with someone else's captain again? ”

"Dr. Lin!" Song Jong-hyuk was shocked when he heard this, and hurriedly stepped forward to cover Lin Caimao's mouth, and at the same time looked at the closed ward door. But he didn't want Lin Caimao to be prepared, so he dodged and avoided it, and said comfortingly: "Don't worry, I understand the rules, and I won't let Taeyeon Xi's affairs leak out." As he spoke, he stopped his waist, and the original obscene aura immediately disappeared and became a little majestic.

After all, this emergency department is also Lin Caimao's territory, and if he can't even control this kind of thing, the dignity of the senior doctors will be impossible to talk about. Thinking of this, Song Jong-hyuk relieved himself, withdrew his hand in a sneer, and changed the subject and asked, "Dr. Lim, what is the situation with Taeyeon Xi?" ”

"Don't worry, I've already taken a drip, and the fever should be able to go away soon." Lin Caimao sighed: "It's also pitiful to say, Taeyeon Xi's body, at first glance, looks like long-term fatigue, lack of exercise, lack of nutrition, and low immunity in the body. Didn't it rain last night? It is estimated that he was unaware of the wind chill for a while, which caused a high fever. ”

Listening to Lin Caimao's analysis, Song Jong-hyuk's brows gradually furrowed, and his eyes looked at the bed with more pity and imperceptible distress.

"Is the profession of idol so hard?"

"But this should also be considered a good thing, a high fever, and the current stage of the body's problems will be exposed. Otherwise, it has been lurking, accumulating over time, and it will not be so simple to break out at that time. ”

"Thank you, Dr. Lin." Song Zhonghyuk bowed deeply and saluted, and was lifted by Lin Caimao with his arms: "Hey, no matter how you say it, they are all relatives who are suffering together, Zhong Hyukxi, you are so polite, you can be divided." ”

Song Jong-hyuk straightened up, touched the back of his head a little shyly, and smiled innocently.

Lin Caimao smiled helplessly: "Okay, you take care of her here, I still have to go to the emergency room to keep an eye on it." ”

With that, he turned and walked out of the room.

Song Jong-hyuk followed behind him and sent him out, but did not return to the room immediately. Instead, he took out his mobile phone and sent a text message hesitantly: "Third floor, ward 0309." ”

The news was not read for a long time, Song Jong-hyuk pursed his lips and smiled, turned around and closed the door.

In the hospital room, the humidifier hummed softly, spewing white water vapor.

Song Jong-hyuk instinctively walked to the head of the bed, rummaged through Taeyeon's purse and pulled out a small bottle, opened the lid of the humidifier, and clicked it three times, dripping out three drops of viscous liquid as oil.

Placed back, the machine turned, and as the mist dispersed, the ward was immediately filled with a faint fragrance of flowers.

"That's nice."

Song Jong-hyuk raised his head, feeling the atmosphere of this Xinlan Zhifang, and hooked the corners of his mouth with satisfaction.

Leaning closer to the head of the bed, he leaned over to look at Kim Taeyeon's face.

As the high fever subsided, the face that was originally flushed with strange flushes also returned to a fair complexion, but with the pale lips, it still made people have a transparent feeling that was so pure that they couldn't bear to touch, for fear of breaking if they touched.

It's so transparent, as if it's going to disappear at any moment.

Song Jong-hyuk's brows furrowed slightly, and he raised his hand to lower the speed of the drip, and then, taking advantage of the situation, held Taeyeon's slender and boneless hand.

"Don't be afraid, I'll be there for you."

I don't know if it's comforting Taeyeon in her sleep, or talking to herself, but this warm and ambiguous atmosphere is really unbearable to break.

Then, immediately, someone came to disturb me uninterestingly.

The door to the ward was slammed open, and a petite figure rushed in. Just as he was about to open his mouth, Song Jong-hyuk quickly pressed his index finger to his lips: "Shhhh ”

The visitor was stunned for a moment, but immediately reacted, looking at Taeyeon, who was already asleep on the bed, and tiptoed in.

Song Jong-hyuk looked at the comer. There is no doubt that this is the same Miss Sika who called earlier. She looks very beautiful, with a slightly curled ponytail under her baseball cap swaying gently, a rounded forehead blocked by bangs, big eyes that are very attentive, Joan's nose is slightly open, her lips are biting lightly, and her face is full of worry. On top of that, she's one of the Girls' Generation posters you've seen before.

Jessica is also looking at Song Jong-hyuk. This strange man, sitting on the edge of the bed, holding Taeyeon's hand, looked very intimate. However, Sika is very sure that Kim Taeyeon definitely does not have such a close friend with a different surname.

"You-" Just as she was about to ask, Sika sniffled and sniffed the fragrance in the air, the expression on her face becoming surprised and suspicious.

With her fingers hooked, she motioned for Song Jong-hyuk to follow, and she turned around and walked out of the ward.

Song Jong-hyuk touched his nose, let go of Taeyeon's hand, which had been holding, and got up and followed.

As soon as I went out, I saw Jessica standing in the doorway, looking at herself. After a long time, she opened her mouth and asked, "Who are you, how do you know that Taeyeon likes to put perfume in the humidifier?" ”

(In memory of Vivien, thank you for the happy time you spent with Sister Hyoyuan.)

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