Chapter Eighty-Five: Sports Cars

"Kim Taeyeon Xi!"

Song Jong-hyuk rushed into the elevator with a brisk step, knelt down and picked up Kim Tae-yeon's upper body. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

"Whew...... Whoosh...... It's so cold......"

Kim Tae-yeon's consciousness was no longer very clear, and violent wheezing came through the mask.

Song Jong-hyuk hurriedly ripped off the mask that hindered Taeyeon's breathing, and his heart was shocked.

Both sides of his face were flushed, his pale lips were dry and wrinkled, and he moaned with a slight tremble.

"Taeyeon Xi, cheer up!" Raised a hand and slapped Kim Taeyeon's face a few times. It was wet, and her face was already soaked with sweat.

Song Jong-hyuk frowned, took off her hat, touched her forehead and felt another terrifying hot sensation.

Hyperpyrexia!

Song Jong-hyuk no longer hesitated, and quickly picked up Kim Taeyeon and stood up. There was a bit of a painstaking pain in his leg, and he gritted his teeth and endured it.

Pressing the elevator button and anxiously listening to the sound of the elevator running and starting to go down, Song Jong-hyuk softly comforted Taeyeon, who was still moaning unconsciously in the fainting, "It's okay,." I'm here. ”

Heo really heard Song Jong-hyuk's voice in his sleep, and Kim Taeyeon really calmed down and stopped struggling and moaning, but the violent gasping sound seemed so harsh in the silent elevator room.

Song Jong-hyuk carefully looks at Taeyeon's face in order to stay on top of her situation. Looking at the pain on her face at this moment, Song Jong-hyuk also felt a little distressed.

The hand around Taeyeon's leg tightened again, bringing her face towards his arms, and Song Jong-hyuk anxiously watched as the numbers on the display dropped one by one.

Finally, the elevator came to the first floor. Without waiting for the door to open completely, Song Jong-hyuk hugged Taeyeon tightly, squeezed out of the narrow door sideways, and then pushed open the door of the unit building and ran towards the outside of the community.

β€œtaxi! taxi! Not caring about attracting attention, Song Jong-hyuk shouted loudly.

However, this is the time when there are the least crowds in the afternoon. Song Jong-hyuk shouted a few times but no car came, and he was in a hurry and was just about to call the security guard to come and help, when he felt that the clothes on his chest were gently pulled.

"Taeyeon Xi! Are you awake? How does it feel? Bowing her head and facing Kim Tae-yeon, she seemed to close her eyes. He asked with ecstatic concern.

"Don't call a taxi...... My identity ......" Kim Tae-yeon said intermittently, but Song Jong-hyuk understood the general meaning.

He frowned and persuaded, "Taeyeonxi, you have to go to the hospital for treatment right now, don't be willful, we'll take a taxi and go soon." ”

"I have a car...... You drive me to ......"

Kim Tae-yeon's hand tugging at Song Jong-hyuk's clothes was slightly forced, and she whispered in her mouth.

"Me? Drive? ”

Song Jong-hyuk was stunned.

yes, why can't you drive yourself and take Taeyeon Xi to the hospital in person? ……

Thinking about it carefully, Song Jong-hyuk sweated profusely because he instinctively ruled out this option.

Is it because of a car accident that left a shadow in my heart? Or do you have other fears about driving?

didn't have time to think too much, Song Jong-hyuk gritted his teeth and strengthened his confidence, and asked Kim Taeyeon: "Taeyeon xi?" Where are the car keys? ”

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"Mercedes-Benz, Mercedes-Benz ......" ran all the way to the underground parking lot of the community, Song Jong-hyuk couldn't hold it anymore, and helped Kim Tae-yeon on his back to bend over and pant for breath.

With the car keys in his hand and pacing slowly while constantly pressing the switch of the electronic lock, Song Jong-hyuk paid attention to the sounds around him.

Finally, there was a clear dripping sound in my ears.

"There it is!" Song Jong-hyuk's eyes lit up, and he turned to Kim Taeyeon and said.

Taeyeon was so delirious that she couldn't hear what he was saying, just muttering to herself silently with her lips.

Song Jong-hyuk smiled bitterly and carried Kim Taeyeon to the two-seater Mercedes-Benz sports car.

Without admiring the shape of this small sports car, he pulled the car door, Song Jong-hyuk turned around and slowly put Kim Taeyeon in the co-pilot's seat.

Supporting her body and leaning her head back in the chair, Song Jong-hyuk leaned in and pulled the seat belt from Kim Tae-yeon's side.

Just as she was about to tie her, she met Kim Taeyeon's serious gaze.

Song Jong-hyuk was stunned and said softly: "I'll take you to the hospital immediately, I'll drive." ”

Kim Tae-yeon's gaze lasted for a moment, and finally returned to confusion and pain. Song Jong-hyuk didn't dare to delay, and hurriedly went around to the other side to get on the bus.

Fasten his seatbelt, insert the key, and press the start button, Song Jong-hyuk turned his head to look at Kim Taeyeon, and a smile bloomed on his face.

"Wuli, Kaga (we, let's go)!"

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Song Jong-hyuk drove very slowly, and a car caught up from behind and quickly overtook him.

Taeyeon bit her lip and endured the pain of a high fever, and a low moan sounded low.

Song Jong-hyuk held the steering wheel with one hand and took out the mobile phone that he had just stuffed into his pocket when he hugged Taeyeon.

"Anyway, let's contact your family and friends first."

Only then did he realize that Kim Tae-yeon's mobile phone had been on call to him and had not hung up.

Cutting off the call with a wry smile, the phone started ringing again before he could say anything.

"Sika?" Looking at the name displayed on the screen, Song Jong-hyuk did not delay and hurriedly connected.

"Taeyeon! Where have you been? Why don't you answer the phone! ”

As soon as the phone was connected, a shrill and delicate voice shouted anxiously.

β€œβ€¦β€¦ Hello, is Kim Tae-yeon Xi's friend? ”

Song Jong-hyuk connected his mobile phone to the stereo in the car and asked wholeheartedly.

β€œβ€¦β€¦ Who are you? How did Taeyeon's phone end up with you? What's wrong with her? ”

The Miss Sika on the other side was stunned for a moment, and immediately began to question in a stormy and continuous manner.

"Well, Miss Sika, calm down first. That's right, Taeyeon Xi is now having a high fever attack, and I was about to take her to the nearest hospital. ”

Song Jong-hyuk hurriedly explained.

"High fever ???" Sika exclaimed, but to Song Jonghyuk's surprise, he immediately calmed down, but his voice was still a little trembling: "Which hospital?" I'll go over it. ”

"The nearest hospital here in Cheongdam-dong is ......," Song Jong-hyuk dragged a long voice, pointing his finger on the navigator.

"Don't go......" A murmur came from her ear, and Kim Tae-yeon was woken up by Song Jong-hyuk's voice.

"Taeyeon! Taeyeon, are you alright? Ears were sharp enough to hear Taeyeon's voice, and Sika greeted anxiously over the phone.

Taeyeon ignored her and just said to Song Jong-hyuk, "Don't go to the hospital in Cheongdam-dong, there are many people and ......"

Song Jong-hyuk was puzzled, but still paused the movement in his hand.

Sika also advised, "This gentleman, Taeyeon's situation is indeed not suitable for being seen to go to the hospital, please find a reliable hospital." ”

"Hey...... The profession of idols is really ......"

With a sigh in his mouth, Song Jong-hyuk thought for a moment and asked into the phone.

"Well, Samsung Seoul Hospital, you know where it is, right?"

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