After Murong Qiao and Nan Hao looked at each other for a moment, they looked away first, turned around and went back to tell Ruan Ying to prepare to leave.

This time, the school had a two-day holiday on the weekend, so the three of them simply made an appointment to play together tonight.

It's just that......

Murong Qiao's thoughts turned, and he remembered Nan Hao, who was still in the hospital, and Nan Hao, who was now working part-time in a Western restaurant, and unconsciously became distracted.

"Jojo?" Ruan Ying called her. "What are you thinking? You didn't move for a long time. ”

She stared at Murong Qiao curiously and asked bluntly.

Murong Qiao came back to his senses, "It's okay...... In addition, I may have something to do in the next two days, so I can't go out with you. ”

Ruan Ying replied blankly, thinking that Murong Qiao was about to start working again, so she didn't explore too much.

But Murong Qiao's mind drifted to Nan Jin.

I don't know how his condition is after I haven't been to see him in the past few days.

At noon the next day, the hospital was busy with people visiting patients.

The blue and cloudless clear sky was a good weather that made people feel comfortable, and even the smell of disinfectant water that Murong Qiao felt that she hated was not so unpleasant and pungent.

The last time she came to the hospital, she naturally remembered Nan Jin's ward.

Murong Qiao skillfully bypassed the corridor and many other complicated routes, and the noisy environment gradually disappeared behind him, and the closer he got to the single ward area, the quieter it became.

When she reached the door, she met a nurse pushing a cart out of the room.

"Hello," Murong Qiao stepped forward and greeted him in a whisper.

She glanced at the apparently used syringe on the cart and said, "How is the patient?" ”

"It's pretty stable at the moment." The nurse replied, her gaze sweeping over Murong Qiao's face and pausing for a moment. "You're his family?"

Where the mother is, even though Murong Qiao and Nan Jin don't have much in common, the nurse can still see the similarity between the two.

Murong Qiao's face froze, and he didn't nod his head to admit it despite the nurse's words for a while.

"He's been quite peaceful in the past two days, but he doesn't feel very sad about himself, and when he wakes up, you can persuade him more." The nurse didn't care so much, and left after a few words.

Naturally, she had other patients to take care of.

And Murong Qiao breathed a sigh of relief when he saw the nurse leave, his whole body relaxed, and he stood at the door and glanced at the figure lying inside through the glass window.

The frosted glass in the lower half makes people not really see it, and Murong Qiao can only vaguely see Nan Jin lying on the bed very quietly, with a hanging bottle hanging on his left hand.

Thinking of what the nurse had just said, Murong Qiao decided that Nan Jin should still be in a coma at this time, so he pushed the door open lightly, and then walked in as little as possible without making a sound.

The ward was quiet, and even gave Murong Qiao the illusion that he could hear his nervous heartbeat.

The single ward was spacious enough, but it also looked empty and pale, so that as soon as Murong Qiao came in, he saw Nan Jin, who was pale and lying on the bed as if he was asleep.

Murong Qiao pursed his lips and glanced around, and by the way, he put the fruit he brought on the bedside table next to him, and finally his eyes fell on Nan Jin's body.

The blue and white striped hospital gown always gives people a sense of weakness, and with Nan Jin's face, it shows some weakness, Murong Qiao took the initiative to withdraw his gaze after looking at him for a while, and looked at the instrument next to him.

"Drip, drip—"

The detection status is green, and Murong Qiao can only understand the fluctuations of the heartbeat monitored above, but it should be fine.

"You've had times when you've been so weak." Murong Qiao muttered softly.

She sat quietly on the side, looking at Nan Jin's current appearance, her heart still fluctuated uncontrollably.

She admitted that because of the little kindness that Nan Jin had given her before, Murong Qiao had not forgotten it now, so she had only returned to the hospital to find him during the two-day holiday.

Murong Qiao is not proficient in how to take care of patients, and the most conscious common sense is to see if the drip is finished, just down the hanging bottle, her gaze unconsciously fell on the back of Nan Jin's hand.

There were several pinholes, and even swollen in one place.

Maybe the blood vessels are hard to find or too thin, but it's really miserable to look at.

After looking at Nan Jin for a while, she took out her laptop and planned to work, and the afternoon seemed to pass by like a white horse.

During this period, the nurse came in and changed the hanging bottle twice, and when it was the last time, Murong Qiao decisively packed up his things and prepared to leave.

"That's it? He should wake up in a moment. The nurse asked curiously.

She works in the hospital and has seen many patients' family members, but those are all concerned about the patients chatting or something, and it is rare for Murong Qiao to stay for an afternoon without saying a word, and then prepare to leave without speaking.

Murong Qiao glanced at Nan Jin, who was still asleep, "Well, I have something urgent to do, let's come and see him next time." ”

She lied without changing her face, hiding her thoughts that she didn't want to meet Nan Jin.

Fortunately, the nurse didn't think much about it, only nodded in understanding, and even looked at Murong Qiao's eyes with a trace of sympathy, probably because Murong Qiao's words extended some strange brain holes.

"Then you can come later next time, he needs to hang a hanging bottle or something during the day and sleeps." The nurse was kind enough to remind her. "Speaking of which, I saw a good-looking boy who often came to take care of him, and I didn't know if there was something wrong in the past two days, so I didn't come."

Murong Qiao immediately understood that the person the nurse was talking about was Nan Hao.

Nan Hao naturally didn't have time, remembering that the other party had deliberately asked him not to talk about part-time work, Murong Qiao was silent for a moment and said goodbye to the nurse.

Nan Xuan goes to work every day in the morning and returns late at night, and sometimes he can't see anyone, Nan Hao wants to share the burden of his brother, so he secretly comes out to work part-time.

As a result, Nan Jin in the hospital was indeed left with no one to take care of her, and Murong Qiao wanted to sigh a little.

Fortunately, what the nurse said just now was remembered by Murong Qiao, and she also helped her set a time to take care of people in the future.

After Murong Qiao left, it didn't take long for Nan Hao to hurry to the hospital, just in time for Nan Jin to wake up.

"Brother? How do you feel? Is there anything wrong with it? Nan Hao asked.

He sat on the edge of the bed and held the homework he was going to write today, and his tone was like a little adult, which made people unconsciously want to smile.

Nan Jin covered her head and sat up, "...... It's okay, I said I don't have to take care of me, you just go home. ”

Nan Hao heard that he didn't care too much about himself, and he didn't say anything to refute it, seeing that Nan Jin didn't have any needs, he turned his head and began to write his homework again, as if he hadn't heard it, stubbornly making Nan Jin helpless.

"When you're well, I'll go home and study." Nan Hao only threw this sentence, which can be regarded as a silent rejection of Nan Jin's words.

The air was filled with a little sweet smell of fruit, which touched Nan Jin's sense of smell.

He looked and found that there was a bag of fruit on the bedside table, and on top were a few red apples, which were beautiful and cute, which made people very appetizing.

Seeing this bag of beautiful fruits, Nan Jin didn't think much about it, just thought that Nan Hao bought it when he came to see him, but he took one and ate it.

This move happened to dispel the doubts in Nan Hao's heart.

When he first came in, he was stunned when he saw the fruit, and when he saw that Nan Jin ate it so naturally, he mistakenly thought that it was brought by his friend or someone else when he came to see it.

The brainwaves of the two brothers, who are not in the same channel, have strangely reached the same strange angle at this moment.

(End of chapter)