Yao Zhi took Bei Shao Han through other villages, detoured the nearest road, rushed to the town, stopped the car in the middle of the round, and the three of them were able to reach the hospital.

In the hospital late at night, there were only a few doctors on duty, and Bei Shaohan carried people into the door and called them out.

"Doctor, she has a fever."

Several doctors on duty did not dare to slack off, so they let Bei Shaohan carry the person into the ward, burned and fainted, and the illness was not light.

……

Bei Shaohan watched as the doctor helped Qiao Yuxin take his temperature and check his body, and he was busy with his work.

"Hanging drops, the patient has a fever for a day before it is delivered?"

With a tense face, the attending doctor instructed the others to get the infusion tubes and potions, and looked up at Bei Shao Han.

"It's a bit far, it's delayed."

Bei Shaohan's thin lips were tightened into a straight line, and his chin was tense, hoping that the little woman was okay.

At this time, Bei Shao Han had a thin layer of sweat on his forehead, and his face looked a little pale, and the experienced doctor could see his strange appearance at a glance.

"Sit down and show me!"

Bei Shaohan could only sit down and look at the little woman who was beaten and dripped, this doctor didn't treat the little woman, why did he come to see him?

"If you endure it any longer, you will probably have to lie down! Follow me! ”

The doctor took Bei Shaohan's pulse, looked at his whole body, and suddenly found that one of his shoulders was slightly lowered, obviously enduring pain.

Bei Shaohan touched the bridge of his straight nose and looked at Qiao Taro on the hospital bed uneasily.

"Go and see, I'm here to watch."

Yao Zhi knew what Bei Shaohan was worried about, and he spoke kindly, and he could also see that this man's body must also be injured, and his face was not ordinary people's pale.

Bei Shao Han's narrow phoenix eyes, bursting with a sharp gaze, shot at Yao Zhi's face, seeing that his face was full of openness, not a villain.

With a "hum", he turned around and followed the doctor out.

The nurse on duty brought an ice pack to physically cool Qiao Taroxin, and her face no longer had the initial flush, and it looked much better.

After the doctor finished his work, Yao Zhi stayed by the bedside, quietly looking at Qiao Yuxin's quiet sleeping face, she was so white, more than twice as white as the girl in the fishing village.

But the famous flower already has a master, Yao Zhi didn't dare to have any ideas, this little fairy who suddenly appeared in their fishing village already had a prince by her side, and she no longer needed a knight.

The doctor helped Bei Shaohan take care of the wound before he snorted coldly:

"There are not many men who think about their own women anymore, and I am afraid that you will become extinct if you don't care about your own body."

This doctor, kind of interesting.

"It won't go extinct, my children will inherit my good genes."

Bei Shaohan made a rare joke, what is this gunshot wound, once on a mission, he was shot eight times all over his body, he still did not die, and desperately subdued all the enemies.

The title of "Iron-blooded Hades" is not illusory, and the pile of medals at home is not picked up!

"Alright, we'll rest later, it's three o'clock in the morning."

Bei Shaohan returned to his cold appearance, got up and returned to Qiao Yuxin's ward.

Touching her forehead, the fever has subsided, let her have a good rest.

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What Bei Shaohan didn't know was that the relatives in the imperial capital were already as anxious as ants on a hot pot.

Murong Bojing couldn't find anyone, the search and rescue plane sent by the Beijia couldn't find anyone, and the police couldn't even find land in the sea where the plane crashed.

The wreckage of the plane sank to the bottom of the sea, and the police had to file a case, and the plane crash killed 350 people, including passengers and flight attendants.