The others also left a separate space for Jiang Yu and Su Wu, and they all left the room, leaving only Jiang Yu and Su Wu in the room.

Jiang Yu walked over and sat on the edge of Su Wu's bed.

The jet-black hair brushed the girl's snow-white shoulders, and she lowered her long eyelashes, which half covered the pitch-black pupils, revealing semi-circular pupils, faint and somewhat deep.

The young man was lying on the bed, still wearing the same dark red pajamas as Jiang Yu, and his already snow-white complexion was now even sickly, as if he was sickly weak.

Her beautiful eyes were closed at the moment, and her long eyelashes were like a fan, casting a quiet shadow under her eyelids.

If it weren't for the faint sound of breathing coming from the ventilator, you might think that the person in front of you was probably the fairy tale Sleeping Beauty.

Jiang Yu raised her hand and gently touched his forehead.

A hot temperature came from the fingertips.

It's hot.

It seems that what the doctors just said was not wrong.

However, the symptoms in front of him seemed to be more than just a high fever, and Su Wu's breathing was already weak.

Jiang Yu lowered her long eyelashes and looked at him quietly, and then spoke: "Su Wu, can you hear me?" ”

Jiang Yu didn't know why those people outside would have hope for her.

She came, say a few words, will Su Wu wake up?

She is not a doctor, nor an immortal, nor a living bodhisattva, and she can turn people into immortals by saying a few words to them.

Despite complaining like this, the girl's cold and hoarse voice still came from the room, which was different from the usual lazy and casual tone, and was a little more serious.

"Su Wu, I'm back."

Her gaze fell on Su Wu's body, quiet and peaceful.

There was silence in the room.

The atmosphere was silent for a while.

The little milk dumpling didn't say a word, and silently hugged her chubby self.

Looking at the young man who didn't react at all, Jiang Yu finally sneered, as if she was laughing at those people outside the door, and as if she was laughing at herself.

It's really been a long time, and the mind has become simpler.

According to her relationship with Chu Yu, how could Chu Yu get sick because of her, and it would be impossible for him to be sober because of her.

She even made a stupid attempt to do so.

Jiang Yu put away the mocking smile at the corner of her mouth, her red lips pursed indifferently into a straight line, and then she looked heartless and lazy.

She got up to leave, but at this moment, she heard a faint voice behind her.

"Concubines ......"

Jiang Yu paused.

She lowered her long eyelashes and fell silent.

After a while, she turned around, and her strange and beautiful peach blossom eyes were full of complexity, looking at the unconscious teenager on the bed who was still muttering her name.

Jiang Yu stood there and didn't move.

Suddenly, the boy on the bed slowly opened his eyes.

Tired and weak.

His eyes were hollow.

Blankly staring at the ceiling.

He looked pained.

Su Wu didn't seem to be aware of the situation around him, he didn't move, lying quietly on the bed, plugged in a ventilator, his chest rising and falling slightly.

It was as if I had heard the voice of a woman.

She said she was back.

Swindler.

Nothing when I opened my eyes.

The concubine did not come back.

Su Wu closed his eyes in self-abandonment, covering the powerless and empty pupils.

"Su Wu."

The girl's voice is cold and lazy.

Su Wu's fingertips stiffened slightly.

"If you don't look at me, I'll go."

Not a dream, the girl's voice seemed close at hand.

Su Wu suddenly opened his eyes, as if he couldn't believe it, he looked sideways.