"Are you sick?"

Song Qingyu touched his forehead, "Maybe it's a little cold, you go out first, I'm going to change my clothes." ”

"Okay."

As soon as he opened the door of the room, a cold wind suddenly hit, Ye Xiaoxiao was startled, and turned around.

"Qingyu?"

On the bed, Song Qingyu was lying on her side, her eyes closed,

Wen Yiren hurriedly walked over and found that her face was very pale, her eyes were blue, and the top of her head was obviously surrounded by black mist.

"Qingyu? Song Qingyu? ”

Wen Yiren shook it, but Song Qingyu still didn't react.

"What's wrong with Qingyu?"

Su Ling and the others came in one after another.

"I was fine just now, but I suddenly fainted, Sister Su Ling, please call an ambulance.

As soon as the ambulance came, nearby residents followed to watch, and the staff of the program team took the initiative to act as security guards and escorted Song Qingyu to the ambulance.

"How did Qingyu faint?"

Su Ling frowned and asked.

"I don't know."

The nurse who was taking Song Qingyu's temperature shook the thermometer, "40 degrees, it may be a coma caused by a high fever, just hang a bottle of water in the hospital, it's fine." ”

That's not that simple.

Only Wen Yiren and Su Ling followed the ambulance, and the rest followed in the car prepared by the program team.

The nurse opened the window open a gap, and suddenly, another gust of wind hit.

Wen Yiren squinted and looked out the window, under a withered yellow tree, there was a woman in a red dress.

Her hair was long, covering her entire face.

The wind blew the hem of her skirt, and this scene looked particularly weird and penetrating.

Could it be that she is the female ghost that Qingyu said she saw in the cemetery?

When they arrived at the hospital, they found that many reporters had gathered at the entrance of the hospital, and it was estimated that those onlookers broke the news.

Wen Yiren and Su Ling, as the people accompanying them in the ambulance, had to stay for an interview with reporters.

After some tossing, when Wen Yiren rushed to Song Qingyu's ward, Song Qingyu had already woken up.

She was playing the hanging bottle, her face still pale.

"Qingyu, how is it, do you feel better?"

"It's okay," Song Qingyu glanced at the people around him, "You all go back, my assistant will come over to accompany me in a while, and the doctor said that I can be discharged from the hospital tomorrow." ”

Wen Yiren then remembered that Lu Juan was now Song Qingyu's assistant.

Ya, what's going on with this Lu Judge, how to protect Qingyu?

"Otherwise, Sister Su Ling, how about the show has to end, you guys go to work first, I'll stay and take care of Qingyu."

"I'm fine, you can go back too." Song Qingyu suddenly spoke.

Wen Yiren couldn't help but glare at her, thinking that she liked to stay in the hospital?

Her instincts told her that the woman in the red dress would show up tonight.

"Someone will come to accompany them in a moment, let's go." Nan Che put one hand in his pocket, glanced at Song Qingyu meaningfully, and took the lead in leaving.

Will someone come?

Wen Yiren wondered, who?

Could it be that it refers to the land judgment?

What can a man do!

Almost as soon as everyone left, Wen Yiren saw a familiar figure appear at the door of Song Qingyu's ward.

"Floot?"

Su Su was still wearing a beautiful skirt, and walked in with small steps, "King Jizo said that tonight is more powerful, and I can be the best employee next year." ”

“……”

Who does Nan Che look down on?

"It's okay for a Lethe messenger to protect me, and there is also a Meng Po, I won't be afraid tonight."

Song Qingyu covered her cheeks, with the happiest expression in the world.

Wen Yiren couldn't help but roll her eyes, this woman is really big-hearted.