Zhao Siqing paused and didn't turn around.

Huo Jingchen's eyes were dark, and he said in a low voice: "Doctor Zhao, I am a patient. ”

"Mr. Huo, I'm just a psychiatrist." Zhao Siqing let out a sigh of relief and turned his head to look at him.

Huo Jingchen looked directly at her and sneered: "If I die, you don't have to do it as a psychiatrist." ”

Zhao Siqing......

Okay, that's what he said.

Although fever is basically not involved in death, who makes the man in front of him noble.

If there is really something three long and two short, a few lives will not be enough to die by yourself.

Zhao Siqing sat on the edge of the bed with a pretty little face and looked at him without saying a word.

Huo Jingchen only thought that her angry appearance was so cute.

It's better than those eyes looking at him coldly, empty and unfocused.

After taking the medicine, Huo Jingchen planned to sleep.

Before going to bed, he looked at Zhao Siqing and warned in a low voice: "Don't go." ”

The words fell, and he closed his eyes without waiting for Zhao Siqing to speak, obviously not meaning to discuss with her.

Zhao Siqing was still sulking, sitting on the chair next to the bed and looking at the man with his eyes closed.

Not long after, the sound of Huo Jingchen's even breathing was heard.

Zhao Siqing breathed a sigh of relief, and he didn't know why he was so easily provoked by him.

Glancing at the man on the bed, she reached out and gently touched her earlobe.

There was still the temperature of his palm on it, which made her extremely uncomfortable.

She could actually feel that Huo Jingchen seemed to have a feeling for her that she couldn't tell what it was now.

But she didn't know him except for a few times on the news before.

Zhao Siqing was on the bedside table with one hand, holding her chin and thinking nonsense.

I don't know how long it took, but my phone rang.

It was her phone, Zhao Siqing hurriedly took out her phone and turned down the volume.

Seeing that Huo Jingchen didn't seem to have the intention of waking up, he softly exited the bedroom to answer the phone.

Seeing the number on her mobile phone, she couldn't help but be stunned for a few seconds, it was Lu Qian.

Zhao Siqing was a little in a trance, he didn't expect him to call himself at this time.

The phone rang for a long time before she slowly picked it up.

There was silence on the other side for a while, and then a gentle and tired voice came: "It's me." ”

"Yes, I know." Zhao Siqing lowered his eyes and responded.

It wasn't until this moment, when she really heard his voice, that she realized that she really wasn't that sad.

Lu Qian's voice was dry, and he spoke with some difficulty: "Can you meet, I have something to say to you." ”

Zhao Siqing was silent for a while, and then responded: "Okay." ”

She thought that it would be better to make it clear even if she broke up, so as to avoid entanglements in the future.

"Where are you, I'll pick you up." Lu Qian habitually spoke.

Zhao Siqing was silent for a few seconds, and politely refused: "No need, just tell me the time and place." ”

Lu Qian was stunned for a few seconds before he realized their current relationship.

He smiled self-deprecatingly: "Then at that café in Lianhua, half an hour later." ”

……

After hanging up the phone, Zhao Siqing glanced at the time.

Lianhua Mall is very close to her studio, and he should think that she will work in the studio, so for convenience, he chose to be nearby.

But the Jinyuan where Huo Jingchen is located is not close to there, and it will take nearly half an hour to drive without traffic jams.

Zhao Siqing gently pushed open the bedroom door, glanced at the man who was still asleep in the room, and closed the door again.

Immediately, she quietly left, intending to take a taxi.

Hearing the movement, Huo Jingchen in the room slowly opened his eyes, his eyes full of gloom.