After Song Qingyu drank the water, her brain began to spin.

Judging from Fu Wenzhou's reaction and state, he may have been asleep for a long time.

"How many days did I sleep?"

Fu Wenzhou's voice was hoarse: "Five days." ”

Five days?

Song Qingyu was shocked!

She felt like she had just slept for a while.

So, Fu Wenzhou looked like this, did he take care of her for five days?

She raised her hand to touch his face, but was held by Fu Wenzhou in mid-air.

He wanted to clench it hard, and rubbed it carefully, as if he was afraid of hurting her, as if he was afraid that she would disappear.

God knows how he's been these days.

If it weren't for the fact that her physical functions were normal, and Yun Nian also said that her condition was improving, he might not be able to hold on at all.

Song Qingyu's body was a little weak, she probably hadn't eaten for a few days, so she took some medicine to maintain her body function, she moved to the side, and it took a little effort.

Fu Wenzhou instantly became nervous: "Don't move!" ”

Song Qingyu smiled, "I'm fine, really." ”

Afraid that he wouldn't believe it, she added: "I can clearly feel it now, my body is a lot more relaxed, as if something that was originally blocked in my body has dissipated." ”

"You come up and sleep first, don't I'll be okay in the end, you're out of trouble." She spoke weakly, she didn't feel it when she first woke up, but now all her senses became clear, and hunger swelled up.

Before she could finish speaking, her stomach rumbled a few times.

She raised her eyes, just in time to meet Fu Wenzhou's stunned eyes.

"Ahem, I'm a little hungry." She said uncomfortably.

A smile gradually spread in Fu Wenzhou's eyes.

Her appetite has always been bad, and even if she eats, she is full in just a few bites, and she has always been forbearing, and rarely when she is hungry.

It looks like I'm really hungry.

Fu Wenzhou gently kissed the corner of her mouth, "Wait for me for a while, I'll have someone send it." ”

He made a phone call, and in less than half an hour, Fu Nan delivered a hot porridge and a few light side dishes.

The aroma came, and Song Qingyu saw that her index finger moved.

Fu Wenzhou knew that she was in a hurry, so he filled a bowl of porridge and sent it to her mouth when it was not so hot.

Although Song Qingyu was hungry, she didn't gobble it up, and ate it elegantly and calmly in small bites.

Watching her eat porridge one bite at a time, Fu Wenzhou finally put his heart at ease and was unprecedentedly satisfied.

Yun Nian was sleeping in the next room, and when she heard the movement, she rushed over, and waited for Song Qingyu to finish eating before coming over to check her pulse.

After a while, he let go of his hand and breathed a sigh of relief at the same time.

"She's fine, she's just a side effect of taking medicine, and she's just a little drowsy." Yun Nian was also a little scared in her heart, "Take that medicine a few more times, after the first course of treatment, and when her physical condition is stable, she will enter the second stage of treatment." ”

Fu Wenzhou stared at Song Qingyu and snorted.

Yun Nian patted him on the shoulder like a little adult, and said with relief: "Don't worry, with me here, Sister Qingyu will definitely be fine." ”

He yawned and headed back to the bedroom.

This is the largest VIP room in the hospital, with two lounges, as well as a small living room and dining room.

Song Qingyu had almost eaten, and his strength had recovered a little.

She looked at Fu Wenzhou's cautious appearance and couldn't help but smile.

He patted his position next to him, "Come up and rest for a while." ”

She didn't let him sleep in the next room, because she knew he wouldn't go, and even if he did, he wouldn't be able to sleep well.

Just keep the person around, she can look at him, and he can look at himself.

Fu Wenzhou looked at the relaxed smile on the corner of her mouth, as if something was blocked in his throat, he turned his face and coughed, got up and said, "I'll go take a bath first." ”

In the past few days, he didn't dare to close his eyelids, for fear that as soon as he lost his mind, she would disappear.

After a hurried shower and a shave, he lay down beside her with a body of moisture.

Weakly holding people into his arms, only in this way did he feel that his heart was full.

"Yuzu, don't scare me like this in the future."

God knows how scared he was when he went back to the bedroom that day after dealing with things and saw her lying on the bed, half of her body falling outside, looking like she was unconscious.

At that moment, he knew what it meant to be like the sky had fallen.

He had seen her fall in front of him too many times, and he had developed a deep fear of that kind of image.

The needle in Song Qingyu's hand had been removed, and she gently stroked the man's back, as if to soothe an injured beast.

At this time, he looked pitiful and fragile, where was there still a little bit of the majesty of Mr. Fu.

It's not like a fearless mad dog in the mouth of others, but like a big dog with embarrassment.

Song Qingyu's distressed heart twitched.

The man followed her, and I don't know how many sins he suffered.

Originally, he was so wanton.

Everyone said that she had tied a rope around her neck, but no one knew how many times she wanted him to like someone else.

Isn't she afraid of death?

I was not afraid before, but I am afraid later.

There is no other reason, that is, I am afraid that if I can't cure myself, this man will collapse.

In this world, no one loves her more than him.

Including herself.

Fu Wenzhou seemed to be extremely tired, and soon fell asleep.

In his sleep, he kept his arms around her waist, stubbornly as if he was snatching her life from death.

……

Fu Wenzhou slept until the next day.

Then in the afternoon of the same day, Song Qingyu was discharged from the hospital.

Fu Wenzhou followed her step by step, as if he was afraid that she would be blown by the wind.

Song Qingyu didn't say much.

Once in the car, she slipped into his arms, found a comfortable position and closed her eyes.

Fu Wenzhou stiffened, and before her brain could react, her hand had already circled her.

"Is there something uncomfortable?"

He didn't feel that his grapefruit was sticking to him, he just thought that she was not feeling well, and suddenly his nervous heart lifted.

Song Qingyu said: "It's not uncomfortable, I just want you to hug it." ”

The tone of her speech was clear and cold, without much ups and downs, and it was not the kind of coquettish tone.

But every word hit Fu Wenzhou's heart hard.

This feels like raising a beautiful and cold kitten with your heart and lungs, and suddenly one day, she coldly pesters you and is coquettish.

Fu Wenzhou couldn't hold back, and pinched his face hard, and his face turned red.

Song Qingyu: "...... What are you doing? ”

Fu Wenzhou said expressionlessly: "Let's see if I'm dreaming." ”