Fu Tingchuan noticed Ji Rongwen's somewhat inquiring gaze when he looked at Song Nanai, and the coldness on his face was undisguised:

"What are you looking at?"

Ji Rongwen chuckled, and under the gold-framed glasses, his gentle phoenix eyes were dyed with a little smile, "Of course, it's to see who is so powerful and can hook your heart." ”

Fu Tingchuan frowned, but did not refute: "Don't talk nonsense, she is very uncomfortable!" ”

The little girl was placed on the small bed next to her for examination by Fu Tingchuan, her cheeks were flushed, and it seemed that all she exhaled was hot air.

She was a little uncomfortable tugging at the clothes on her body, and from time to time she let out a chirping cry.

It looks like he's really wronged.

Fu Tingchuan looked at it, and the impatience and anger in his eyes became more and more intense.

Ji Rongwen took the thermometer and measured Song Nanai's temperature, and then he returned to his desk and wrote something in a brand new medical record book.

Finally, he printed out a few forms, and he took them to Fu Tingchuan, "Go and pay the fee, and take the medicine after payment." ”

"Are you going to be hospitalized?" Fu Tingchuan asked.

Ji Rongwen smiled, he helped his glasses, under the blue reflective lenses, those phoenix eyes were a little sneering,

"It's good to hang a potion, of course, if you really want to arrange for her to be hospitalized, it's not impossible."

After the words fell, Ji Rongwen printed out another payment slip.

"It's a hospital fee."

Ji Rongwen tugged at the corners of his lips: "Thank you Mr. Fu for contributing to the hospital's GDP." ”

Fu Tingchuan didn't bother to pay attention to him.

He made a phone call to ask the driver to come in, and then handed some payment slips in his hand to the driver, "Go pay the bill, and go through the hospitalization procedures by the way." ”

The driver nodded, and a few minutes later, the driver came over and took Fu Tingchuan to the ward.

Coincidentally, this ward is the same one that Song Nana had lived in before.

What's even more coincidental is that Song Nana stayed here twice, both because of fever.

The difference is that the last time he was hospitalized, Fu Tingchuan only regarded Song Nanai as a girl who was very similar to Xie Qinghan.

And now, he put Song Nana into his heart.

Watching the potion flow down the needle tube drop by drop, Fu Tingchuan's eyes were much deeper, he held Song Nana's other hand, lowered his head and kissed it.

"It's all my fault."

Fu Tingchuan's voice was a little hoarse, "If only I had found out earlier." ”

If you find out that Song Nana is sick early, you can treat it early.

The little girl wouldn't be so uncomfortable.

He looked at Song Nana's crimson face and sighed softly.

Song Nana closed her eyes tightly, humming a few times from time to time, looking very uncomfortable, and a few crystal clear tears hung on her eyelashes.

When Fu Tingchuan saw it, he only felt a tightness in his heart.

He reached out and brushed away the tears, one of which ran down the corner of the little girl's eye in the palm of his hand.

It's blazing hot.

Fu Tingchuan quickly withdrew his hand as if he had been burned.

His gaze darkened instantly.

Seeing that the little girl's originally beautiful crimson lips were slightly dry, he went to the side and poured a glass of warm water, and dipped a cotton swab in moistening the little girl's lips.

Fu Tingchuan's movements were extremely gentle.

At this time, outside the ward, Ji Rongwen looked at Fu Tingchuan's gentle movements, and his eyes were a little ridiculed.

He looked at it quietly for a few moments, then turned away without hesitation.

Who Fu Tingchuan likes and what he wants to do has nothing to do with him.

It's just that he was curious, a person who had been thinking about Xie Qinghan would actually let himself plant it when he saw such a similar fake.

It's weird.

Ji Rongwen sneered.