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The watermelon I ate had already turned into sweat and evaporated in the air, my stomach felt more and more empty, and my head became heavier and heavier.

Trying to walk away quickly, away from the hustle and bustle, Zihan slowly leaned on a big willow and gently tapped his head with melon seeds.

"Han, Han, where are you? I said, "Why am I still walking around this ward back and forth?" On the other end of the phone, Ye Yongfen shouted anxiously.

It seems that Zihan can't stop saying anything, but it feels like she has become an elder and her aunt has become a baby!

Zihan didn't say a word, pressed the phone, and then found Li Zhixue's number and dialed out.

"Uncle, I want to tell you something......" Zihan lowered his voice.

"Zihan, are you with her? She didn't go home, she didn't go to the Civil Affairs Bureau, I called a lot of calls and she didn't answer, tell me, where are you? On the other end of the phone, Li Zhixue was out of breath.

"She was in the surgical ward across the street from the orthopedic ward. I came out beforehand, I thought you would be in a hurry to find her......" Zihan thought about it, and swallowed back the following words.

I have N dissatisfaction with my aunt in my heart, but I really can't resist the family affection that blood is thicker than water.

After hanging up the phone, my brain became heavier and heavier, my legs were weak, and the beads of sweat on my forehead spread out finely.

She slowly propped her forehead and tried to walk towards a shaded place.

Slowly ethereal in front of him, Zihan weakly supported his head with one hand, and the other slowly reached into his pocket.

In front of her eyes, it suddenly darkened, and it slowly became dark.

"Zihan, Zihan!" A gentle voice echoed in her ears.

Try to open your eyes, and your gaze seems to be frozen in the dark night.

The body slowly floated in the air, and occasionally, stars seemed to flash in front of him.

Beads of sweat rained down on his forehead, and his fists were clenched.

"Zihan, don't be afraid! The sun is good! The voice was like a heavenly sound, Zihan tried to find it, but he couldn't open his eyes.

"Of course the sun is fine, but why can't my eyes suddenly see it?" Zihan tried to think about what was wrong with him, and his hands slowly stretched out into the air, trying to grasp something.

Thunder and thunder, pouring rain, you have to find a place to hide.

The whole person slowly shrunk up, and finally found the warmest place.

Then spring and Jingming, the grass grows and the warbler flies, and in the shallow river, groups of tadpoles swim happily with their long tails.

I feel that the surroundings are slowly cooling, and there is the fragrance of flowers.

With both hands slowly stretched into the air, she was going to fold a flower and put it in a vase.

Like, when I hear someone talking, hum, isn't it just picking a flower? If you don't give it, forget it!

"Mom, you help me hold her hand, and I'll find something to fix it for her!" In the fog, someone was talking again.

Zihan didn't feel that it was wrong.

That, who are you talking about?

If you don't pick the flowers, what are you going to do with us?

"Son, let her grab your ears! I think it's pretty good! "There was a woman who smiled kindly.

"Who the hell is she?" Zihan was a little puzzled.

In a trance, a golden light shook in front of his eyes.

It's fragrant and very tempting!

Open your mouth wide and breathe well!

I really don't understand, why is the gold gone? Couldn't it be swallowed by anyone?

No, you have to bring it! This one is mine, I don't give it!

Hard, hold on, hold on! Hold on!

"Son, stay there and wait for her to wake up, I'll find you an oxygen tube......" Why is the voice so familiar? Who is also starved of oxygen? Like me?

Try to open your eyes, open them slowly, and a little light comes into your eyes.

For just that second, Zihan quickly closed his eyes.

She was holding a hanging bottle in one hand and gripped someone's neck tightly with the other.

The man leaned over her, holding her dripping arm with both hands, and his handsome face turned purple.

Zihan's hand slowly let go, but her face was slightly red.

The body is heavy and the head is heavy.

She was thinking about what to say and what to do.

I was pinched by someone and my face didn't change, my heart didn't beat, who do you think you are?

It's just that my stomach is really empty! It is estimated that there is really nothing else except gastric juice busy digesting itself!

It's just, how is he again?

Zihan really can't make trouble.

His hands slowly let go and he breathed a sigh of relief. The neck is very red, and there are subtle scratches.

"I've never seen a ...... that will pinch someone's neck from heat stroke"

His voice was magnetic and hoarse, a little reproachful, but also a little anxious.

Zihan is a little confused, is this person born with a masochistic physique?

Also, he found out that he was awake! Could it be that he kept staring at himself?

Zihan wondered why he fainted again? Is it too long in the sun?

Slowly moving her legs, she was about to sit up.

His eyes slowly opened, and he looked up, locking on him.

"Why bother me?" Obviously, she was not at all satisfied with his act of saving beauty. Actually, she just needs to breathe some fresh air!

"Someone has to clean up the aftermath for you......" Lin Yue stared at Zihan with deep eyes and motioned for her to lie down.

"This is Aunt Leng's infirmary, and our mother will help take care of it." Lin Yue quickly turned his head to the door, slowly stood up and strode forward.

The milky and white desks and several delicate ceramic casseroles are eye-catching.

It is said to be a clinic, but there is no taste of the potion at all, on the contrary, it is delicate and elegant.

The house is not big, and the door is a small but delicate workshop, with light blue cabinets neatly arranged, and in front of the window, a few pots of jasmine quietly spit fragrant.

Two beds are neatly arranged in the suite, next to a low cabinet, and a delicate blue and white vase with lush pothos.

The pale blue walls are hung with several beautiful embroidery works.

The white bed, the pale blue bedspread, the pale blue sheets, and even the pillows are pale blue.

The bed was soft and filled with a delicate fragrance.

It is conceivable that this Aunt Leng must be a woman with great taste.

Soon, a large bowl of fragrant chicken soup was presented in front of Zihan's eyes.

Zihan shook his head vigorously.

But his throat couldn't control his heart, and he silently practiced the swallowing action repeatedly.

"Are you sure you're not hungry?" Lin Yue's tone was low, and her eyes locked on her warmly.

Zihan raised her face, she felt that she was a lot shorter.

Trying not to study the secretion of saliva, Zihan gently twisted his eyebrows.

"Your physique is too weak, you have to take care of it!" He said lightly.

Holding a white porcelain bowl, he scooped a spoonful of chicken soup and put it to Zihan's lips, staring at her majestically.

Actually, it's really nothing!

Zihan lowered his head and pursed his mouth.

Why do you faint as soon as you save someone? What's going on? The body is really weak!

Just for a while, she found that Lin Yue ignored her at all, put the bowl in front of her, walked to the door, sat down at the table facing her hospital bed, and elegantly pulled the chicken leg with chopsticks.

The alluring scent is deadly!

The salivary glands in his mouth seemed to burst in an instant, and he tried to swallow in small bites, ignoring his presence.

Next to it, there is sesame oil, sauce and vinegar, no, what is that? Steak, meat in sauce, big hooves! Hum!

You eat alone! My stomach is broken, but no one cares!

Zihan stared at the drip on his hand and slowly removed the tape on it.

Lin Yue hurriedly stopped, strode forward and grabbed her hand.

Zihan opened her mouth and just wanted to speak, when a large bowl of chicken soup entered her mouth, and she reflexively swallowed a few large mouthfuls.