Probably because it was so uncomfortable, his mouth made some small, uncomfortable murmurs from time to time.

His brow was furrowed deeply, and his face was sickly and tired, giving him a very fragile feeling.

However, despite this, he can still bring people a thrilling and amazing feeling, which makes people intoxicated and addicted.

Song Qingchun is a beautiful embryo when she is young, and Song Cheng and Qin Yinan are also dragons among people, so she has always been very picky about people.

When she was in high school, Su Zhinian, who transferred to another school, stole the limelight from Qin Yinan and Song Cheng, she was very unhappy about this, and she was always very unconvinced, thinking that Qin Yinan was the best-looking man in the world, but when she really saw him, she still had to admit in her heart that his appearance was indeed the kind of amazing beauty that was rare in the world!

Even later, when she was eighteen years old, she was forcibly taken away from her innocence, she hated him and complained about him in her heart, but when others talked about who and who looked beautiful, she still couldn't help but comment in her heart, he was not as beautiful as the one she had met.

Su Zhinian, who was seriously ill, lost the sense of remoteness that rejects people thousands of miles away on weekdays, but it seems a little kind.

Song Qingchun couldn't help but look at it for a while, and when she saw the end, her whole person lost her mind and began to think crankily - no wonder there are so many girls who like him, after all, he has such a stunning face, but I don't know, what kind of girl will be in his eyes? But he is too cold, and I don't know if he really gets married in the future, will the girl stand his temperament?

Song Qingchun didn't know how long she had been thinking about it in a mess, and suddenly she heard a whisper in her ear, which suddenly called her god back.

It was Su Zhinian who came out, and the voice was so soft that she didn't hear what he said clearly.

But she realized what she had just thought, it was really strange, what kind of woman was he looking for, and what did it matter to her? Whoever she is with anyway, she won't be with him.

Song Qingchun shook his head vigorously, shaking away all the thoughts that had just appeared in his mind, and then turned his head to look at the infusion bottle on the side, which had already dripped most of the bottle.

Song Qingchun walked around the bedside boredly, and after about twenty minutes, the infusion bottle finally bottomed out, she knelt beside the bed, according to the method taught by the nurse, quickly pulled out the pillow, and then took a cotton swab and pressed it on the back of Su Zhinian's hand, stayed for a while, waited for the blood to stop, and touched a band-aid from the bedside table on the side and pasted it.

Before Dr. Xia left, he said that if the fever did not subside at three o'clock in the morning, he would continue to call, so Song Qingchun stretched out his hand and touched Su Zhinian's forehead, which was still a little hot, so she adjusted an alarm clock, dragged a low stool, sat directly on the edge of the bed, and prepared to lie on the side of the bed to rest for a while, and then go back to sleep after confirming that he had a fever.

Because he was uncomfortable sitting, Song Qingchun had been sleeping unsteadily, and he heard Su Zhinian whispering something in a daze, and then he woke up instantly, leaned into his ear, and carefully recognized two sentences, only to vaguely understand that he was talking about "water", so he hurriedly got up and walked to the side to bring a water cup, and then fed him some water in a hazy consciousness.