Chapter Ninety-Three: Don't Tell Her
Jian Ange's ear was close to his lips, "Don't ...... Don't tell her, I saved her...... Ahem, cough, cough, cough......" As soon as he said these words, he kept choking, and his chest rose and fell.
Before Jian Ange could ask why, he fell asleep again.
"Are you a family member of a patient?" A nurse came in and asked.
He shook his head, but he didn't know when his family would arrive. He hesitantly glanced at him who had fallen asleep, and the little nurse spoke: "If you are not a family member, please inform the family as soon as possible, his body is still very weak and needs to recuperate, please wait outside." ”
The nurse put down a medicine plate, took out a medicine list, pressed down the pen, wrote something on the medicine list, hung it under a clip at the end of the bed, and then glanced at him: "Why don't you go out yet?" ”
"Good ......" Although he wanted to wait for Li Chengbin to wake up and ask why, he didn't let him tell Xue Qing'er that he saved her.
But in this way, it seems that I will have to sleep for a long time.
From top to bottom, he looked carefully, although Li Chengbin had a wound burned by fire on one of his arm, which was being wrapped in bandages, and there were some abrasions on his face, fortunately, there were no other major wounds.
He walked out of the ward quietly, and was about to close the door of the ward, when an exclamating voice exploded in his ears: "Bin'er, Bin'er!" Gosh, how did you get this? Mommy is coming! How are you? ”
He immediately leaned to his side, leaning as far back as he could against the door frame so that his mother could walk in.
Zhai Xue wore a long pale green cheongsam decorated with red plum blossoms, and a snow-white silk scarf around her neck, hanging down on her chest.
She didn't pay attention to Jian Ange standing at the door, and walked straight in.
When she sat down in the chair, she suddenly remembered that she had just bumped into a boy at the door, and when she looked up again, there was no one at the door, only the nurse was about to leave.
Seeing that his son was asleep, he casually asked the nurse, "Who is the person standing in my son's ward?" ”
"It may be a classmate I know, and he is the one who sent the patient to the hospital." The little nurse briefly introduced.
"Oh, it seems to be my son's savior!" Zhai Xue's arrogant face showed a look of surprise, in the past, she had never heard that he had such a classmate, and he looked very good-looking.
The little nurse gave a simple hum, then took the door and left.
Jian Ange came to Xue Qing'er's ward, he didn't say a word, and sat down quietly.
At this time, Xue Qing'er had already sat up, she was leaning on the edge of the bed, watching the raindrops outside the window fall on the wide sycamore leaves, and the tips of the palm-like leaves were dripping down.
"That...... Can you notify my roommate to come over, I don't see the phone......" When sensing his arrival, she looked sideways at him, her voice with a hint of pleading.
Jian Ange put down a high-math book that he was carrying, and his eyes flashed with a faint light.
Her roommate?
"Does she have a phone?" He asked directly.
"......No," Xue Qing'er replied timidly.
"Then ...... "Did he ask him to go to the girls' dormitory to find her?" Jian Ange hadn't finished asking yet, but she saw Xue Qing'er clutching her stomach with a painful face, her face flushed slightly, and she looked extremely uncomfortable.
"What's wrong with you?" Although he didn't know how to help her, his long body stood up, his handsome eyes full of concern.
"I have a stomachache and should ...... I want to go to the bathroom! When she finally spoke her needs, her face was as red as a summer tomato, and he was even more at a loss.