A shameless enemy may not really hurt you, but it will definitely disgust you.

Shen Fanyin felt that she must have vomited just now because she had a premonition of this Weibo in advance.

In an instant, her head didn't hurt, her body didn't soften, and even her spirit was 10,000 times stronger than just now, and her combat power was full.

Jing Zeheng frowned and reminded, "Fanyin, don't touch your phone, rest for a while, the doctor will be here soon."

"It's okay, I'm okay."

Shen Fanyin glanced at the time, half past six.

There is still an hour and a half before Yang Qian gives her a photo, and she can cut the audio of the recording in advance.

As soon as she wanted to get up to get the computer, she was pressed to the bed by Jing Zeheng.

"Brother?" Shen Fanyin stared at Jing Zeheng innocently with a pair of big eyes.

Jing Zeheng withdrew the phone from her hand and said, "See a doctor first, and I'll handle this matter for you."

"No," Shen Fanyin's eyes flashed with anticipation of the battle, "I'm not sick, I should just be motion sickness."

Jing Zeheng looked at her slightly pale face and was skeptical of this.

But Shen Fanyin was so stubborn, he shook his mind, she had already jumped out of bed, took the tablet and began to intercept the needed audio.

Jing Zeheng's head also began to hurt.

Especially when you see that audio file that is more than a dozen hours old.

He asked, "When did you start recording?"

"Oh, before going to bed last night," Shen Fanyin casually said the truth, "I originally wanted to record the evidence of your bullying me, but then I forgot to turn it off, but I recorded all their words."

Jing Zeheng: "......"

Should he be glad that he controlled himself last night when he faced her who was asleep, and didn't say anything he shouldn't have said?

Shen Fanyin calculated the time, intercepted Luo Yu's conversation with them and Lu Tong's words, and the most favorable evidence for counterattack was sorted out.

She put down the tablet, and Uncle Wang came with a family doctor.

Probably Uncle Wang had already communicated with the family doctor about Shen Fanyin's condition, and the doctor only asked a few basic questions before making a decision, and said to Shen Fanyin, "Miss, you should have a gastrointestinal cold, and you need to test the blood items to see if it is viral."

Shen Fanyin shook his head: "It's okay, I'm really fine."

The doctor reluctantly persuaded him: "The gastrointestinal cold caused by the virus requires an infusion, and there is no blood test equipment at home, so I have to go to the hospital."

Shen Fanyin: "It's okay, either the virus will kill me today, or I will boil it to death, there will be no third possibility."

The doctor's breathing was sluggish, and he looked at Jing Zeheng with a pleading look.

Jing Zeheng rubbed Shen Fanyin's head, and then asked Uncle Wang, "What about the second uncle and second aunt?"

"Today is the 80th birthday of the old lady of the Yang family, and both husband and wife have gone to the Yang family." Uncle Wang replied helplessly.

Seeing that there was no one at home who could suppress Shen Fanyin, Jing Zeheng could only ask the doctor to leave the medicine first, and continued to coax after Uncle Wang and the doctor left: "Fanyin, be obedient, I will take you to the hospital first, soon, it will not delay you in punishing Lu Tong."

Shen Fanyin nested in the quilt and yawned lazily: "Don't go...... Brother, I'm really tired, and I want to take advantage of this limited hour to get some sleep."

"I'll hold you, you sleep on the road, okay?"

"Whew...... Hoo ......"

Listening to her deliberately aggravated breathing, Jing Zeheng had no choice but to give up.

He sat back at the head of her bed and gently pressed the corner of her forehead to try to make her comfortable.

Shen Fanyin fell asleep dizzily, but she didn't sleep very steadily, her body was cold and hot for a while, cold sweat fell down one after another, and her breathing was a little laborious.

Her head, in particular, not only hurt more and more, but also dizzy.

After more than half an hour, she opened her eyes with a sigh, looked at Jing Zeheng, who was still sitting on the edge of her bed, and said softly: "Brother, I was wrong, I'll go to the hospital."

Jing Zeheng: "......?"

Doesn't that mean there won't be a third possibility?

Shen Fanyin pursed her lips, and half of her eyes were red: "This virus doesn't talk about martial arts, it has subdued me."

Her voice was soft and glutinous, with a little grievance.

Jing Zeheng took her into his arms distressedly, patted her on the back and coaxed, "Good, lie down for another five minutes, and I'll let Uncle Wang prepare."

"Hmm!"

Shen Fanyin hugged the quilt and stretched out her little hand to hold the tablet into her arms.

If it weren't for the fight to the death with Lu Tong, she could really survive the virus to death!

Uncle Wang had already prepared everything he needed to take Shen Fanyin to the hospital, a spacious and comfortable business car, water cups, blankets, wet wipes, and as soon as Jing Zeheng said that he was going to the hospital, he asked the driver and the accompanying aunt to be in place within thirty seconds.

Jing Zeheng put on a windbreaker for Shen Fanyin, fastened every button, and wrapped her tightly before carrying her downstairs.

He glanced at the tablet in her arms, and was a little helpless: "I'll deal with it, can't I?"

Shen Fanyin: "Will you tear up the yin and yang weirdness?"

Jing Zeheng: "......"

Well, he really won't.

He quickened his pace. The child had to do it herself, so he had to take her to the hospital as soon as possible.

Jing Zeheng took her to a private hospital, gastrointestinal cold is not a serious illness, the quality of the medical environment is more important.

So, Shen Fanyin lay on the hospital bed, without even moving his steps, and completed all the examinations.

"Hmm...... It hurts." She frowned, looking at her finger with teary eyes.

The ring finger had just been taken blood, and the ten fingers were connected to the heart, and her heart and liver hurt at that moment.

Jing Zeheng pressed her fingers with a cotton swab, feeling distressed but not forgetting to tease her: "I didn't shout pain when the burns were so serious before, why are you squeamish now?"

Shen Fanyin was straightforward: "I am a patient, and patients are very fragile, don't you know?"

Jing Zeheng removed the cotton swab, his fingertips were red, and the pinhole had healed.

He threw away the cotton swab and rubbed her head, held her little hand in the palm of his hand, and soothed, "Good, it's okay."

Shen Fanyin leaned on the pillow and tilted her head to emphasize, "It hurts too much."

"yes, I know." Jing Zeheng blew on her sore spot, "Wait a while, the test results will be out soon."

"Hmm." Shen Fanyin curled up her legs and waited for Yang Qian to send her a photo.

There are only about ten minutes left until eight o'clock, and her counterattack is about to begin.

The nurse came faster than the photo, she held the tray, her cheeks were red, "Mr. Jing, Miss Shen needs an infusion."

"Hmm."

Jing Zeheng replied, and handed the small hand wrapped in his palm to her: "Lighter."

Shen Fanyin watched intently as the nurse gave her injections, her skin was white, her blood vessels were easy to find, the nurse's skills were first-class, she didn't feel the pain yet, and the young lady had already put all the tape on her.

After adjusting the infusion speed, the nurse said, "There are three bottles in total, just ring the bell when you change the dressing."

"Okay, thank you."

Jing Zeheng nodded in response, and carefully covered Shen Fanyin's hand with a quilt.

He gripped the IV tube and warmed the cold liquid for her with the temperature of his palm.

"Is it cold?"

"Ding-ding......"

His question rang out along with a series of WeChat prompts.

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