Lin Caimao was dealing with the patient he had just received in the emergency room, and the mobile phone in the white coat suddenly began to ring. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

He frowned, ignored it, and methodically continued the movements in his hands.

rang for a long time, and the phone finally stopped unwillingly. But before Lin Caimao could breathe a sigh of relief, it began to call again with perseverance.

"Doctor Nim, don't you answer the phone?"

The patient, who was sitting obediently and asked Lin Caimao to treat his wounds, noticed Lin Caimao's somewhat unhappy face, and asked cautiously.

Lin Caimao smiled a little apologetically: "I'm sorry, I'll answer the phone first." ”

As he spoke, he stepped aside, took out his mobile phone, and impatiently answered without even looking at it, saying, "I'm sorry—"

"Dr. Lin?" Lin Caimao was stunned by the familiar voice in the strangeness on the other side, and subconsciously glanced at the screen, yes, it was a number he didn't know.

"Are you ......?" Asking the other party suspiciously, Lin Caimao raised his attention slightly.

"Dr. Lim, it's me, Song Jong-hyuk."

The other party's voice was a little eager, and he replied quickly.

"Ah, Dr. Song!"; Lin Caimao's attitude immediately became much closer: "Haven't you been discharged from the hospital?" Why did you remember to call me? There was a slight smile in his words.

Song Jong-hyuk was not as relaxed as he thought, and asked bluntly, "Doctor Lin, there is something to trouble you." ”

"What's the matter?" Hearing the seriousness in Song Jong-hyuk's tone, Lin Caimao stopped joking, subconsciously straightened his body and became serious.

"I have a friend here who burns badly......"

Before Song Jong-hyuk finished speaking, Lin Caimao had already reacted and began to inquire about his condition.

"High or low fever? How long has it been? ”

"Uh," Song Jong-hyuk took a breath and said helplessly, "It should be a high fever, I see that her forehead is very hot." I don't know exactly how long it will be......"

"What's your heart rate? Do you have a strong pulse? Lin Caimao continued to ask.

Song Jong-hyuk didn't answer immediately, put his finger on Taeyeon's weakly hanging wrist, pinched his watch and counted silently, and only spoke again after more than ten seconds: "It's about 90, and it's very fast!" ”

"Okay. You should rush her to the hospital first, I'll wait here at the emergency room. Lin Caimao pondered for a moment and decisively arranged it.

"That, Dr. Lim," Song Jong-hyuk interrupted him hesitantly, and asked embarrassedly, "Please try to hide as much as possible, the identity of this friend of mine ......"

"Oh, I understand." Lin Caimao was stunned for a moment, let out a cry of sudden realization, and teased playfully: "Don't worry, our hospital also provides confidential services to special people." I know the rules, you can bring her over with peace of mind. ”

Song Jong-hyuk nodded in response, hung up the phone, and looked at Kim Tae-yeon.

To his surprise, Kim Taeyeon had woken up and was looking at him quietly.

Song Jong-hyuk showed a relieved smile: "Hold on for a while, it will be here soon." ”

Kim Taeyeon nodded weakly, put her head against the window glass, took advantage of the slight vibration of the car to keep herself awake, and asked softly, "Except for Sika, has anyone else called?" ”

"Rest assured, no one else has contacted you. I didn't tell the doctor who asked me who you were. ”

Song Jong-hyuk stared ahead and talked while driving.

"Thank you." Kim Taeyeon's pale face showed a faint hint of relief and gratitude.

"But why worry about others knowing?" Song Jong-hyuk asked puzzledly, "At this time, even if you are afraid that your relatives and friends will be worried, you can't just hide it." ”

Kim Taeyeon shook her head: "You don't understand. ”

Song Jong-hyuk didn't look like she wanted to speak, and turned her head with a faint disappointment.

"Su-young just had a car accident," Taeyeon hesitated for a moment, but still explained: "We are going to have a concert in Japan soon." At this time, both fans and public opinion are staring at us, hoping to find big news. ”

"That's why that's why that's the case? Even if you are sick, you can't go to the hospital openly, and you have to sneak around like a thief? ”

Song Jong-hyuk's words were very sharp, which made Kim Taeyeon also silent.

"It's not like that." After waiting for a long time, Taeyeon finally defended in a low voice, "Although this kind of life is indeed very inconvenient," she turned her head to look at Song Jong-hyuk's side face, "Have you ever thought that so-young just had a car accident, and the fans are already very worried, and the group's activities have also been greatly affected." If the news of my going to the hospital breaks out again at this time, what do you make fans think? ”

Song Jong-hyuk couldn't help but turn his head sideways to meet her gaze.

"Worried, panicked, abandoned us...... Children's moods are too susceptible, and always have been. Taeyeon sighed helplessly, closed her eyes, and didn't seem to have the strength to say anything: "I've seen this kind of thing a lot......"

A sigh, can't say how much bitterness.

Song Jong-hyuk was silent for a moment, and his tone softened: "Then why do you have to avoid the hospital in Cheongdam-dong?" It's so close. I listened to Miss Sika, it seems that you don't want the company to know about your illness? ”

Taeyeon was silent again, frowning slightly on her little face and her lips slightly open, as if there was a lot of unspeakable secrets.

Song Jong-hyuk ignored her and guessed to himself: "Is it that the company is very strict with your management?" Are you worried about what the company will do if they know you're sick? Can't you trust the company? ”

Taeyeon didn't speak all the time, and Song Jong-hyuk sensed that something was wrong and reached over and gently pushed Taeyeon's body.

Taeyeon's body was powerless, and her head hung limply.

"Taeyeon Xi!" Song Jong-hyuk realized that he didn't know when, Taeyeon had passed out again.

Seeing this, he gritted his teeth, stepped on the accelerator to death, the sports car seemed to have a brief pause, only to hear the roar of the engine running at full strength, the tachometer soared directly to the highest, and began to gallop on the empty fast city road in Seoul in the afternoon!

Overtaking! Interlude! Overtake again! Step on the accelerator, pull up the handbrake, and the intersection has a nice drift corner! The rubber tires rubbed violently on the asphalt, sending up a puff of scorching stench and black smoke, and the tail swung slightly twice before disappearing in an instant.

After that day, the legend of a drifting car god began to circulate on the streets of Seoul......

"Bang! ――”

With a sore sound of brakes, the Mercedes-Benz stopped at the entrance of the hospital, and before the security guard stepped forward to ask, it slowly drove to the location of the parking lot.

Parking the car in the parking lot, Song Jong-hyuk took the lead in getting out of the car and looked left and right, but there was no one. He walked around to the co-pilot's seat and first put on a hat and mask for Taeyeon and did a full disguise before carrying her behind him and carefully turning his face inward.

In front of the elevator, Lin Caimao had been waiting for a long time, watching Song Jong-hyuk walking closer with someone on his back, he nodded and said with a slight smile: "Let's go, everything is arranged." ”

(There is a group of book friends, in the introduction, everyone adds it.) ）