"The doctor said you had a bit of low blood sugar." Qi Huan looked at Sima Chu and smiled. Sima Chu looked at Qi Huan's smile and had never felt so warm. In Sima Chu's life, all the smiles she has received are more or less bantering. Sima Chu has been like an ugly duckling since she was a child, not to mention the nest of a swan, she can't even melt into an ordinary duck's nest. But Sima Chu has liked the story of the ugly duckling since she was a child, because it is a dream of hers, and she firmly believes that one day she can become the protagonist of a fairy tale and get rid of the shackles given to her by fate.

Now, Qi Huan, a living white swan, sat in front of him, and cast such a warm and sincere smile. This is already the greatest comfort for Sima Chu.

It's just that at this time, Qi Huan gathered the smile on his face, and his expression became a little hesitant. Qi Huan thought for a while, but then spoke: "Xiao Chu, haven't you eaten much in the past few days?" ”

When Sima Chu heard Qi Huan's question, his face flushed slightly for a while, and then returned to its original withered yellow. Sima Chu looked at the needle on the back of his hand, and gently flicked his nails, not knowing what to say.

Qi Huan saw Sima Chu's embarrassment at a glance, then smiled and said, "I'll just ask casually, don't care." After speaking, Qi Huan got up and set up a table for Sima Chu on the hospital bed. Then, Qi Huan took a large paper bag from the cabinet next to the bed.

"I was a little hungry, so I ordered something to eat. Why don't you eat with me? Qi Huan put the lunch box in the bag on the table while smiling and explaining to Sima Chu.

Sima Chu saw the food on the table, and his eyes lit up a little. But soon, Sima Chu's gaze dimmed again. It is clear that these foods were prepared for Sima Chu. Sima Chu is not stupid, he has already discovered this secret. In the face of Qi Huan's kindness, Sima Chu was a little timid and didn't know how to respond.

Qi Huan found out about Sima Chu's embarrassment. Then, Qi Huan first opened the lunch box, picked up chopsticks, picked up a piece of braised pork and put it in his mouth.

Qi Huan swallowed the braised pork in his mouth, looked at Sima Chu and smiled, and said, "Well, it tastes very good, eat it quickly, otherwise I won't be able to eat so many things." What a waste. ”

Sima Chu looked at Qi Huan's appearance, and he was still a little hesitant. At this time, Qi Huan sent the chopsticks to Sima Chu's hand, pointed to the lunch box in front of her, and urged with a smile again. Sima Chu took the chopsticks in his hand and slowly pulled a mouthful of white rice into his mouth. Qi Huan laughed, and then sandwiched a piece of braised pork into Sima Chu's lunch box.

"Don't be so restrained, I don't want to help you with vegetables all the time, how tired you are." Qi Huan pretended to be angry, but he still had a smile on his face.

Sima Chu nodded, stuffed the braised pork in the lunch box into his mouth, and began to chew.

"You have a needle in your hand, can you eat by yourself?" Qi Huan looked at the needle in Sima Chu's hand and asked.

Sima Chu just shook his head, and then the action of eating in his hands was significantly accelerated. The needle was pierced on the back of his right hand, but this did not affect Sima Chu's eating movements in the slightest. Sima Chu also completely abandoned his restraint and began to feast on it. Sima Chu desperately stuffed the vegetables and rice into his mouth. Qi Huan had never seen a person eat so fragrantly and so quickly. In the meantime, Qi Huan handed a bowl of soup to Sima Chu. After that, Qi Huan saw Sima Chu drink the bowl of soup that was not too big in his hand, and then continued to eat. Qi Huan put down the chopsticks in his hand, looked at Sima Chu, and felt some sadness in his heart inexplicably.

At this time, Qi Huan caught a glimpse of the needle on the back of Sima Chu's right hand. It may be that Sima Chu's eating movement amplitude is too large, which caused the blood to flow back in the needle. Now, the liquid in the infusion tube near the back of Sima Chu's hand has all turned blood red. It's just that some places are darker, while others are lighter.

Qi Huan wanted to open his mouth to remind Sima Chu, but the words never came to his lips. Qi Huan felt that Sima Chu might not have eaten so happily for a long time as he did now. In this case, Qi Huan was unwilling to ruin Sima Chu's few happy moments.

Several vegetable boxes have gradually bottomed out, and the rice in Sima Chu's lunch box has long been wiped out. At this moment, the movements in Sima Chu's hand suddenly stopped. Qi Huan glanced at it and saw the tears in Sima Chu's eyes. Qi Huan took out a pack of tissues from his bag and handed it to Sima Chu.

"I'm sorry." Sima Chu took the tissue in Qi Huan's hand and said sorry to Qi Huan. Sima Chu wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes, looked up at Qi Huan, smiled, and said thank you.

Qi Huan only waved his hand and also smiled at Sima Chu. After that, the two fell into a brief silence. It was also difficult for Qi Huan to find a topic to continue the conversation with Sima Chu. However, after a while, it was Sima Chu who broke the silence.

"Sister Huan, how much is this meal, I'll pay you." Sima Chu glanced at the empty bowl in front of him, looked at Qi Huan and asked.

"No, I'm hungry too. You should have a meal with me. It's not often that I get the chance to eat with someone else so comfortably. It's me who says thank you. Qi Huan always kept a smile on his face when he spoke.

"Huh?" After hearing what Qi Huan said, Sima Chu glanced at Qi Huan suspiciously. Qi Huan is definitely the kind of person who shines brightly in Sima Chu's eyes. But Qi Huan said that it was rare to have the opportunity to eat so comfortably with others. This made Sima Chu very confused. However, Sima Chu had no intention of continuing to ask.

Suddenly, Sima Chu glanced up at the hanging bottle above his head, and then took a closer look at the surrounding environment, and the expression on his face seemed to become anxious. "Sister Huan, am I in the hospital?"

Qi Huan looked at Sima Chu's nervous expression, a little overwhelmed, and just nodded lightly. "yes, this is the hospital."

Hearing Qi Huan's affirmative answer, the expression on Sima Chu's face became more anxious and uneasy. Sima Chu looked up at the hanging bottle again, then pinched his fingers and then looked at Qi Huan and asked, "Sister Huan, what did the doctor say was wrong with me?" ”

Qi Huan smiled and comforted: "It's okay, it's just a little low blood sugar, just rest for a while." Xiao Chu, haven't you eaten well lately? ”

After Sima Chu heard Qi Huan's first words, the expression on his face relaxed slightly. "Since it's not a serious illness, then we can be discharged from the hospital." After speaking, Sima Chu was ready to lift the quilt and get out of bed and leave.

"Wait, wait." Qi Huan immediately stood up from the side of the bed and stopped Sima Chu's reckless behavior. "Don't worry, the doctor said you need to rest, no matter what, you have to hang up this bottle of glucose first."

"Glucose?" After hearing this, Sima Chu raised his head for the third time and glanced at the hanging bottle above his head. "By the way, Sister Huan, how did I get to the hospital? Did you send me? ”