Song Qingchun took the room card from the waiter's hand, stood in front of the door and took a few deep breaths before raising his hand to swipe the card and pushing the door open.

Qin opened a suite to the south, only the light in the living room was on, and the doors of the other rooms were open, but it was dark inside.

Su Zhinian closed his eyes and leaned on the sofa in front of the floor-to-ceiling window.

Probably because of drinking too much, his face looked extraordinarily pale, and the buttons on the collar of his shirt were torn open several times, revealing a strong and sexy collarbone, which reflected a lustrous luster under the illumination of the light.

Song Qingchun stood at the door, looked at Su Zhinian for a moment, and then walked in, then closed the door gently, and walked towards Su Zhinian.

As soon as she approached him, he suddenly stood up from the sofa, Song Qingchun was startled, and the whole person instinctively took a step back, and then saw Su Zhinian stumbling into the bathroom on the side.

The bathroom door was not closed, and there was a burst of vomiting sound coming from inside.

Song Qingchun grabbed the pill box and wallet in his hand tightly, and then put those things on the coffee table and followed up in the bathroom.

He didn't turn on the light, and she could see him lying in front of the sink by the light in the bedroom, vomiting heartbreakingly.

She walked briskly forward, stood beside him, raised her hand and gently patted him on the back.

His vomiting sound gradually became smaller, he raised his head and looked at the mirror in front of him, because the light was too dim, Song Qingchun couldn't see his eyes clearly, and he didn't know if he recognized who she was when he was drunk like this.

He stretched out his hand and touched the faucet for a long time, but he didn't turn on the faucet, so Song Qingchun hurriedly helped open it.

He stretched out his hands to rinse his mouth, but his fingertips trembled violently from drunkenness, and as soon as his hands left the stream, they were immediately gone.

Song Qingchun turned around, turned on the light in the bathroom, took a toothbrushing cup, rinsed it twice, took a glass of water, and handed it to Su Zhinian.

Su Zhinian took it in a daze, and before he could raise it to his mouth, the water cup slipped out of his hand and smashed into the sink.

Fortunately, the golden mouthwash cup is of good material and not broken.

Song Qingchun helped to catch another glass of water, personally raised it to Su Zhinian's mouth, and after waiting for him to rinse his mouth, he helped him out of the bathroom and helped him into the bedroom with great difficulty.

Song Qingchun put Su Zhinian on the bed, fed him antidote medicine first, and then laboriously took off his shoes and dirty clothes.

He was obviously drunk and unconscious, and he didn't know that anyone was looking at him, but Song Qingchun's face was still slightly red when she saw his strong chest, she just glanced at it secretly, and then quickly pulled the quilt and covered him.

His hand hung down outside the bed, and when she picked it up and was about to put it in the futon, she saw that his wrist was very red, as if it had been burned, and a small blister appeared in the middle.

Song Qingchun stared at his wrist for a moment, then picked up his wallet and left the room.

When Song Qingchun came back, Su Zhinian was already asleep, she knelt beside the bed, lightly picked up the alcohol and band-aids she had just bought from the drugstore, and simply disinfected and bandaged the burns on Su Zhinian's wrists.

The room was exceptionally quiet, the bandaged Song Qingchun, half-kneeling on the ground and not getting up, stared at his hand with her eyelids down for a while, then slowly turned her head and looked at his face.

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