Liu Zhihong stepped forward and hugged Song Miao, trying his best to hold back his tears,

"Let go of me, let go of me" Song Miao thought it was those people just now, and slept while struggling,

"Song Miao, it's me, Liu Zhihong, don't be afraid, I'm here" Liu Zhihong hugged him tighter,

"Liu Zhihong" Song Miao raised her head and saw that it was really Liu Zhihong, Liu Zhihong saw Song Miao's red and swollen left face, and his heart was angry, but he comforted her on the surface

"Don't be afraid, don't be afraid" Liu Zhihong quietly lined up Song Miao's back,

"Liu Zhihong, why did you come" Song Miao didn't know why he said such a thing,

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I promise not to do it in the future" Liu Zhihong seemed to feel more comfortable, it turned out that Song Miao needed him in his heart, but he didn't say it, Liu Zhihong finished speaking, Song Miao wrapped his hands around Liu Zhihong's waist, buried his head in Liu Zhihong's arms and cried quietly, Liu Zhihong didn't mention how distressed he was, Liu Zhihong touched Song Miao's head, he wanted to comfort her, but he touched something wet,

"Ah" Song Miao gasped in pain, Liu Zhihong immediately looked carefully, it must have been broken when he knocked down the corner of the table just now, Song Miao thought, Liu Zhihong He really wants to kill people now, Song Miao's wound is really shocking Liu Zhihong said while hugging Song Miao

"Miao Miao, I'll take you to the hospital" Liu Zhihong's movements were very light, for fear of hurting Song Miao,

"Hmm" Song Miao agreed weakly, it hurt her just now, Liu Zhihong carefully put Song Miao in the car, and when he was about to arrive at the hospital, Liu Zhihong saw Song Miao asleep, so he didn't want to disturb her, so he turned around and drove to his house,

"Hello, this is a private hospital in City A" The other party's good-sounding girl came,

"Call me the best surgeon to come to my house at xxx," Liu Zhihong said.

"Okay" Hanging up the phone, Liu Zhihong looked at Song Miao, and when he saw Song Miao's weak face, he made a decision.

Soon after returning home, the doctor arrived,

"Remember, you must be clear, you can't wake her up," Liu Zhihong said coldly,

"Yes" The doctor who came was covered in a cold sweat, he was really scared. —————— dividing line is not a word,

"Hiss" Song Miao's head hurt for a while, Song Miao slowly opened her eyes, where is this? Last night Liu Zhihong said to take her to the hospital, this should be the hospital, but it doesn't seem to be, these decorations are not the pure white of the hospital, Song Miao was looking around, and suddenly felt as if his hand was being caught, Song Miao looked at it, Liu Zhihong had been staying here last night, so he crawled on the side of the bed and fell asleep, Song Miao felt a warm current in his heart, Liu Zhihong seemed to be woken up by Song Miao's movements, rubbed his eyes and raised his head,

"Poof" Song Miao was instantly amused by him when he saw the fried hair on Liu Zhihong's head and his action of rubbing his eyes,

"What's wrong?" Liu Zhihong was very happy Song Miao smiled,

"Hair, hair" Song Miao seemed to laugh a little harder, pulling the wound on her head,

"Ah" Song Miao gasped in pain,

"Does it hurt again, lie down, the doctor said that although it is only a skin injury, you can't move much" Liu Zhihong said nervously, Song Miao lay down obediently, Song Miao was very happy, just saw Liu Zhihong's nervous appearance, it turned out that it was this feeling to be cared for by others.