Song Keke left a breakfast at the door of Gu Yi, and after sending a message to remind him, he left the community with an incubator and stopped the car, and went straight to the hospital in the city center.

There weren't many cars on the street in the early morning, and the taxi driver drove to the hospital smoothly in just an hour.

Song Keke was not the first to come, Zhou Jian guarded Zhang Ruonan all night, and the stubble on his face was faintly popping out. He was holding a bottle of Coke he had just bought, and as soon as he opened it, he saw Song Keke coming, and he couldn't help yawning before saying, "If the man is fine, I've been awake for a while." ”

He lowered his head, saw the incubator in Song Keke's hand, his eyes suddenly turned a little green, and he said eagerly: "Something to eat?" That's great. Zhou Jianyi stayed down at night and was half starved to death, and from the night to the present, there was nothing next to the hospital except for instant noodles and drinks sold in the commissary.

And this is not an ordinary hospital, and takeaway can't be delivered, so it's not good for him to leave Ruonan alone in the ward and leave to buy it by himself.

…… So he could only stay up for one night, starving until now.

Song Keke was relieved when he heard that Zhang Ruonan was awake, and he was finally able to laugh: "Go in and eat, I prepared a lot, and it is easy to digest." ”

Zhou Jian took the box in her hand, pushed open the door of the ward and walked in, and said with a smile: "Ruonan, Koko is here." He also raised the incubator in his hand.

As soon as Song Keke entered, he saw that Zhang Ruonan's face was a little pale but his spirit was still good, and a big stone that had been pressed in his heart all night finally fell to the ground completely.

Zhang Ruonan waved his hand at her half-dead, and said hello weakly: "Yo! Then he stared at the incubator like Zhou Jian, urging: "Hurry up, open it!" I'm going to starve to death! ”

She was even worse than Zhou Jian, she came to the appointment without eating at noon yesterday, and then it was a violent exercise that made people directly anemic, and then she was sent to the hospital for a shot of anesthesia and woke up in the middle of the night.

It can be said that I was hungry for about a day and a half, and I didn't have low blood sugar, so I really had a good foundation.

Song Keke watched these two people toss at the incubator - to be precise, Zhang Ruonan still had a needle in his hand and couldn't move, so he gave a blind command; And Zhou Jianna is really not as good as Zhang Ruonan's foundation, the hands of the hypoglycemia prisoner are shaking, pinching the zipper and shaking wildly for a long time, but he can't open it.

She sighed and pressed Zhou Jian on the chair and sat down: "I'll come, you two sit honestly." Although she hadn't eaten from last night to this morning, she was much better than these two people, at least she couldn't move or her hands were shaking and she couldn't open the zipper.

Steadily unzipping it and taking out a large number of contents inside: four large insulated buckets, a large box of washed and cut fruit, a bottle of pickles, and a large box of small biscuits of various flavors that had been baked a few days ago.

Song Keke first opened the biscuit box casually, took a cookie and stuffed it into Zhou Jian's mouth, and then went to open the two silver thermos buckets, but the black thermos buckets were put aside and did not move.

Zhou Jian chewed and swallowed the cookie, and his somewhat sour stomach eased slightly, as if he didn't see Zhang Ruonan who was staring at him chewing biscuits, he leaned over to see what was in the thermos bucket.

"Hey, this is good," Zhou Jian smiled and took away the thermos bucket containing osmanthus white porridge.