She subconsciously raised her hand and wanted to stop it, but a pair of warm hands took the lead in stopping her.

The needle poked deeper and deeper into the skin, and it seemed to be poked into the bones, as the medicine was slowly pushed, the pain was infinitely expanded, Song Qingchun couldn't help but shed tears, and exhaled in a low voice: "It hurts, it hurts......"

The person holding her hand, when he heard her words, pinched the back of her hand with a little comfort, and said to her softly: "Bear with me, it will be fine immediately......"

Bear with me...... But the more she endured it, the clearer the pain became, and in the end, her whole body trembled, and layers of cold sweat broke out on her forehead.

"Are you alright?" It was still the nice and gentle male voice just now, and as his voice settled, a soft towel fell on her forehead and helped her wipe away the sweat.

"...... immediately" This is a female voice, very cold, after finishing speaking, Song Qingchun felt that the needle on his shoulder was pulled out violently, and then a cotton swab pressed on his shoulder.

In the confusion, she felt the man holding her hand, arranging her clothes, covering her with the quilt, and then talking to the female voice for a while, saying a bunch of things three times a day, two at a time, and then the footsteps of someone leaving.

I don't know how long it took, Song Qingchun faintly heard the sound of someone approaching, and then there was another layer of quilt on her body.

Then, the seat next to her sank down, as if someone had sat down.

She waited for a long time, and she didn't wait for the person who was guarding her to speak, she wanted to open her eyes to see who it was, but her eyelids were so heavy that she couldn't lift them, and finally the medicine worked, and she completely sank into her sleep.

……

When Song Qingchun opened his eyes again, it was already pitch black outside the window.

Her mouth was so dry that she rolled her eyes, looked around her surroundings, and found a cold kettle on the coffee table next to her, so she struggled to sit up, lifted the quilt, and got out of bed.

There were no slippers beside the bed, so she had to walk barefoot on the cold ground.

After drinking the water, Song Qingchun felt that the whole person was much more comfortable, and her brain was also a little clearer, and then she realized that the place where she was a completely unfamiliar apartment.

She remembered that she went to the "Capital Club" to pick up things in the morning according to the instructions of the director, and when she came out, she met Su Zhinian, and then ...... And the man passed out unconscious......

She vaguely remembered that when she was delirious, it seemed as if someone had been taking care of her...... Wipe her sweat and feed her water...... So, was she rescued in this apartment by someone?

Song Qingchun pondered for a few seconds, then put down the water cup in his hand, walked out of the bedroom barefoot.

The living room was empty, except for the crystal chandelier in the dining room and the hum of a smoke machine in the kitchen.

Song Qingchun didn't think much about walking towards the kitchen, as soon as she walked through the sofa, the kitchen door was opened, and with the sound of boiling soup coming from inside, Song Qingchun saw Qin Yinan, who was wrapped in an apron, holding a plate, and walked out.

Song Qingchun subconsciously spoke: "Brother Yinan? ”

Qin Yinan raised his head when he heard the sound, and saw Song Qingchun standing not far in front of him, his eyebrows and eyes instantly dyed with a warm smile: "Awake?" ”