Han Zhihui just wanted to reply, "I asked you out to spend time and enjoy the treatment of heaven on earth", but as soon as he reached his mouth, he saw a familiar figure on the side of the road not far in front of him through the windshield.

It's her?

Han Zhihui almost didn't hesitate and stepped on the brakes.

When the car stopped, he threw his phone to the side, pushed the door open, and ran to the side of the road.

Cheng Weitai, who was pale, fell to the ground, closed his eyes and did not move.

Han Zhi bent back, stretched out his hand and patted her little face, seeing that her eyelashes were not trembling, so he hurriedly picked her up from the ground, hurriedly ran to the side of the car, pulled the car door, stuffed her in, and then didn't even fasten the seat belt, just held the steering wheel and drove towards the nearest hospital.

When he was about to drive to the hospital, Han Zhihui heard a friend's voice from the mobile phone that he casually threw in the passenger seat: "Young Master Han? You're kidding me, aren't you? Young Master Han, is there a person like you? What do you mean by waking people up in the middle of the night and not saying a word? Young Master Han?! ”

Han Zhihui looked through the rearview mirror, and while frequently looking at the unconscious Cheng Weitai in the back seat, he picked up his mobile phone and replied in annoyance, "You shut up for me."

"Holy! Young Master Han, it was you who called me, you told me to shut up......"

Driving into the hospital, Han Zhihui casually found a place, parked the car, and stepped into the emergency building with Cheng Weiwan in his arms.

After tossing inside and out for about twenty minutes, Cheng Weiwan was sent to the ward.

The doctor said that she was fine, but she had not rested well recently, and she was exhausted and fell into a coma, and she could leave the hospital tomorrow after the infusion.

Han Zhihui didn't speak, nodded lightly, indicating that he understood.

The doctor left the room, "Ring the call bell if you have something."

Han Zhihui stood in place for a while, and then turned his head to look at Cheng Weiwan, who was sleeping on the hospital bed.

He took out his phone and wanted to call the housekeeper and come over to take care of her, however, as soon as he unlocked the screen, he dismissed the idea again, and after putting the phone away, he walked to the window and stared at the night outside the window.

The sound of liquid ticking in the infusion tube could be heard in the quiet of the ward.

He counted one by one, and when he didn't know how many times he counted to the hundredth time, he turned his head and glanced at the infusion bottle.

There was still half a bottle of liquid, and as he withdrew his gaze, his gaze crossed her face, and he stopped uncontrollably.

Her eyelashes are still so long, but under her eye sockets, the color of black and blue, is a little heavy.

He remembered that she didn't have dark circles before, she often stayed up late to write manuscripts, and when she stayed up hard, she was still very proud of it, and proudly told her that there were very few people like her who were born beautiful and stayed up late without dark circles.

She remembered that her lips were a very pale and beautiful red, but now, her lips were always pale.

She really lost a lot of weight, and her wrists were so thin that he could break them if he used any force.

Han Zhihui didn't know how long he had been staring at Cheng Weiwan, until her mobile phone rang, he withdrew his gaze, looked around the ward, and then walked to the bedside table, opened her bag, and took out the mobile phone from it.

It turned out to be the alarm she ordered.

Her habit of getting up in the middle of the night to write, still hasn't changed?

Han Zhihui casually turned off her alarm and threw the phone back into his bag, when he saw a pill box.

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