Song Zhimi dragged Fu You to the next door first.

Soon, there were only two people left in the ward.

Li Beize didn't speak, just looked at Su Qing quietly.

Su Qing was numb from his staring, and she pursed her lips uncomfortably.

In the end, she surrendered first.

Su Qing silently did mental construction for herself for several minutes, then bent over, pursed her mouth and kissed Li Beize's face, dragonfly water, just once, and immediately straightened up.

"Okay."

Li Beize shook his head.

Su Qing pouted: "What else, I'll kiss it!"

Li Beize calmly emphasized: "I'm talking about a few times, not a moment."

Su Qing was stunned for a moment, then took out her mobile phone angrily and looked at it.

What a few times......

She bit her lower lip in frustration.

Bent down again, the chick kissed him on the face several times as if it were pecking rice.

"That's enough!"

She stared at Li Beize, as if if he dared to shake his head again, she would turn around and leave directly, anyway, the room number had already been told to her.

This time, however, he was kind enough to let her go.

Su Qing stood at the door of the next ward for several minutes before calming down.

She patted her chest and exhaled before she pushed the door open with determination.

In the situation inside, as she expected, Song Zhimi and Fu You both sat on the chairs and looked at her for a long time.

Su Qing pursed her lips and laughed haha.

"That...... Uh, what a coincidence, how did you two come together? ”

Song Zhimi didn't speak, and Joan also closed his mouth tightly, without the slightest intention of speaking, but the two stared at her intently in sync.

Su Qing blinked and pursed her lips in embarrassment.

Suddenly, she covered her head and shrunk her neck in pain: "Ouch."

Seeing this, Song Zhimi hurriedly came over to help her, very nervous.

"Qingbao, what's wrong?

Where does it hurt? Is it the head? Is it an uncomfortable head? ”

Thinking of the serial killer case in the past two days, Song Zhimi couldn't pretend to be cold at all, she hugged Su Qing, and her eyes were red.

"You know what? Qingbao, I'm dying, yesterday's training camp is not over, but I've been thinking about the news two days ago, I'm afraid you're too sad, so I begged my agent to let him show me my phone for a few minutes, and I saw the news that you were kidnapped, or kidnapped by a serial killer, do you know how scared I am, I can't wait to save you single-handedly. ”

Song Zhimi is a little scared when he thinks about it now.

"Are you alright? Did that bastard hurt you somewhere? ”

Su Qing acted in a full set, and she pretended to be haggard and shook her head: "The injury didn't hurt me, but I fell off my horse when I was filming two days ago."

She lifted her trouser legs: "Here......

I was scratched, and then I bumped a few times when I was kidnapped, and it was a little inflamed, and then it caused a high fever, so I'm quite dizzy now. ”

Su Qing's face was not red and her heart was not beating, and she pretended to be miserable.

In fact, after a good night's sleep, her high fever has subsided, although there is still a little low-grade fever, but the problem is not big, and her head is not particularly dizzy.

Song Zhimi saw that her legs were wrapped like zongzi, and she knew that the injury must not be light, she was also an actor, and she knew how painful it was to fall off the horse.

She helped Su Qing to the bed and sat down.

As soon as Su Qing bent down, before her ass could touch the bed, Joan raised her hand.

"Eh, eh......

Don't sit yet, this bed is proof. ”

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