Xin'er ignored his knees, which were still aching, and knelt on the hard floor to try to pick Lin Xiangchuan up.

The skin touched by the palm of the hand is hot and hot.

She frowned distressedly, and clasped his hot cheek with one hand and whispered:

"Xiang Chuan, can you hear me?"

Lin Xiangchuan took a deep breath and raised his head with the back of his neck, "I'm fine, you hurry home." ”

Knowing that he was still conscious, she was relieved and turned around and crawled to the bathroom to find her phone.

"I'm fine!"

The mobile phone was turned off by Lin Xiangchuan, and Xin Ermo was silent and helped the person up.

At the same time, he told her where the light switch was.

She told him to lie on the couch and not move.

He half-closed his eyes and saw that her knees were red.

"The wound on your head is not too deep, I'll clean it for you first, if it hurts, you must tell me ......"

He raised his arm and pointed to her knee, "Deal with your own first." ”

She turned a deaf ear and held his restless hand down, one hand tending to the wound.

With a little effort, her nerves straightened.

After taking care of the wound, she took his temperature again, 38.5 degrees Celsius.

"The fever reducers at home have expired, I'll go get you ice."

He grabbed her arm, "I'm fine, you take care of your injuries and go back." ”

"It's just a small injury." She didn't hold on.

He deliberately replied: "Me too, I can't die." ”

"Birth, old age, sickness and death are the normal state of life, what kind of child's temper does you have at this time? I heard Aunt Zhang say that you barely ate at night, so I'll go and make you some millet porridge. ”

The sofa was still uncomfortable, and he went upstairs to the bedroom to lie on the bed without saying a word, his bathrobe half wet with alternating hot and cold sweat.

Before changing his pajamas again, he took a cold shower.

The brain is a little clearer again.

The sweat continued to rise, the dizziness and brain swelling began to intensify, and the body became light.

A bowl of millet porridge took three bites.

Seeing this, Xiner immediately dialed 120, and from the inside out, she changed him into clean clothes, and the ambulance arrived and followed the medical staff to the hospital.

Considering that Lin Xiangchuan was wrestling on the ground, Xin'er asked the doctor to give him a full body examination.

The moment she got the result, something was breaking in her heart.

His serious leg injury must have been left over from a car accident.

Since the reunion, she has not noticed the slightest abnormality.

He is such a strong person, a person who pursues perfection, how tormented she was at the beginning, she couldn't imagine.

Lin Xiangchuan has a viral flu fever and is on a drip.

Xin'er stayed by the bedside, paying attention to the infusion of hanging bottles at any time, and skillfully drawing needles.

When he woke up the next day, he found himself lying in a hospital bed, but the real patient was nowhere to be found, and he hurriedly broke down the door and searched everywhere.

But he didn't know that Lin Xiangchuan was waiting for assistant William in the hospital lobby, carrying a paper bag and leisurely upstairs.

Angry, Xin'er gritted his teeth and clenched his fists, really wanting to give him a fist.

"Running around sick, do you think you're very good?"

She glanced quickly at the paper bag in his hand and continued to complain, "Is that thing more important than your body?"

You're already an adult, why are you always worried like a child, you ......"

Lin Xiangchuan held Xin Er's hand tightly, "I'm sorry, everyone else is watching the show, you can continue when you go back to the ward." ”

Xin'er was thin-skinned, but she didn't care what kind of eyes others looked at her at the moment, so she straightened her face and took Lin Xiangchuan back to the ward.

"Clothes for you."

Lin Xiangchuan put the paper bag lightly on the table, obediently lay on the hospital bed with residual temperature, and continued to explain:

"Your knit sweater is stained with my blood and sweat, it will be more comfortable to change into a clean body."

"Stupid, who made you think about such inconsequential things!" Xin'er suppressed his temper and softened his tone, "Whatever you want to eat, I'll buy it for you." ”

Lin Xiangchuan shook his head to indicate that he was not hungry.

"Okay, you have a good rest, I'm ......"

"Sorry to worry you."

Lin Xiangchuan's eyebrows were tame, although he was a little sickly, he still couldn't hide his natural nobility.

Xin'er changes out of the clothes Lin Xiangchuan gave him in the bathroom.

Long-sleeved hooded beige ultra-simple knit and asymmetric honey orange A-line dress.

He also intimately told William to prepare black cotton stockings.

Beauty and temperature, he thought of both.

When she returned to the ward, Lin Xiangchuan closed her eyes sideways, reading that he was already asleep, and his walk was getting lighter, and she carefully touched his forehead.

It seems that the fever has subsided, and it is time to leave to let him rest.

"William is still downstairs in the hall, and he'll take you home."

Xin'er covered his heart, "Shut up when you sleep, don't talk." I'll go back on my own and don't bother others. ”

Lin Xiangchuan sat up, and Xin'er sent a pillow to put on his back.

"If I'm not mistaken, you didn't bring anything."

Zill couldn't argue with that.

"It's raining outside, be obedient, don't worry me." Lin Xiangchuan raised his eyes and looked at her whole body without a trace, "The upper body effect is even better than I expected, I can try this style more in the future." ”

He also wanted to say that Sinl himself can handle any style, and that brightness and playfulness will really make people shine.

Sin'er's cheeks were crimson, and he had to stop there.

No one spoke for a long time.

Sin'er dropped a "I'm gone" and turned to leave the room.

An autumn rain and a cold.

Pedestrians on the road walked quickly with their necks shrunk in the rain.

William saw Sin'er's figure and hurriedly got out of the car to hold her an umbrella.

"Thank you."

William waited for Sinl to get in the car before collecting the umbrella. "You're welcome, take care of Miss Xin, and Mr. Lin will be able to be hospitalized with confidence."

Xin'er turned his head to look at the hospital, "William, Xiang Chuan," and hurriedly changed his words, "Do you always get sick Lin Zong?" ”

William shook his head, "I've been following Mr. Lin for almost two years, and it's the first time I've seen him hospitalized with a fever." ”

"Oh, that's right." Xin'er retracted his gaze and lowered his head to stare at the back of his hand, "You Lin always don't like hospitals, what do you like to carry hard, please pay more attention." ”

"Of course, Miss Xin, don't worry."

William seemed to be reliable, and Xin'er thanked him for preparing the clothes for Lin Xiangchuan and her.

Along the way, some of the two of them didn't have to talk, all of them were about Lin Xiangchuan.

Xin'er didn't know about this, and when she found the car driving into the flowers, she suddenly said:

"You Mr. Lin must not be used to wearing a hospital gown, please drive to Villa 23 first, and I will pack some comfortable pajamas, cotton socks and other things for him."

Along with clothes and daily necessities, Lin Xiangchuan was given a door key.

"Did she tell you anything?"

Lin Xiangchuan planned to let the assistant buy some temporarily, and throw them away when he was discharged from the hospital, but Xin Er arranged everything for him.

William took out a small night light and replied, "Miss Xin has told me to buy you this." ”

Lin Xiangchuan was most afraid of the dark, and took the cat-shaped night light and frowned.

"Mr. Lin, if you don't like it, I'll buy another one."

Lin Xiangchuan diverted the topic: "That's all? Nothing else? ”