Chapter 152

Song Qingcheng thinks what Xinyue said is reasonable, "Aunt Li, why don't you go back first? Xinyue will accompany me here."

"Don't worry, uncle Liang will come here to meet me later."

Song Qingcheng nodded. She was relieved to hear that someone was coming to meet her.

"Qingcheng, wash yourself and go to sleep. It's a little late today." Xin Yue said to her.

"Well, I'll go wash first."

"Wait a minute. It's good for sleep to finish the chicken soup before washing." Xin Yue pulls her to the table.

"No, I can't drink any more." I ate too much just now, but I still don't digest much.

"Just a little, or it's all wasted." Xin Yue has given her a small bowl.

"Drink the rest." Song Qingcheng did not let her go.

“……” Xin Yue looked at the soup in the heat preservation pot, at least two bowls left, "OK, I promise to finish."

I'll make her drink first.

Song Qingcheng finished a bowl of chicken soup, and then went to the bathroom to wash. After washing, I forgot about the chicken soup.

Maybe I haven't recovered, and I can't keep up with my physical strength. I did feel a little tired tonight. She went to bed and soon fell asleep.

After a while, Ji Zhengting came.

Xin Yue just good in the nurse desk to song Qingcheng took medicine back, met the coming Ji Zhengting.

"Mr. Ji."

Ji Zhengting just went to the ward and didn't notice her, so Xin Yue took the initiative to call him.

"Why are you here? Is she in a bad condition?" Ji Zhengting sees Xin Yue at the nurse's desk with medicine in his hand, so he gets nervous all of a sudden.

"No, No." Xinyue quickly explained, "the nurse heard that Qingcheng's throat was a little uncomfortable, so she prescribed some throat moistening medicine for her. I'll come and get it."

Ji Zhengting was relieved.

"Since Mr. Ji is here, I should go too, or I'll miss the bus." Looking at her watch, Xin Yue is ten minutes away from ten o'clock.

"There's a car downstairs. Let them take you back."

"No, it's convenient for me to take the bus from the door."

"It's not safe for girls to take the bus so late. If Qingcheng knows that it's so late, she will blame me for letting you go back by car." Ji Zhengting put his words in place.

"Well, I'll get my schoolbag." Xinyue is not good to refuse, then, into the ward took the bag out, Ji Zhengting let Aunt Li send her down.

After Ji Zhengting sent Xin Yue away, he went to the bathroom to wash. Because he drank a little wine at the party, he still had a heavy smell of smoke, so he directly smoked a bath towel and simply flushed it.

After he washed and put on his pajamas, Aunt Li just came up.

"Sir, I heard that you didn't eat anything in the evening. There's chicken soup here. It's hot. Would you like to have some?"

"No. How is she today? " Ji Zhengting looks at the woman on the bed.

"Miss Xin Yue stayed with Miss Song all day. She was in a good mood and had a good dinner. After dinner, Miss Xin Yue gave Miss Song a make-up lesson. She didn't wash and rest until nine o'clock. Before washing, she was coaxed to drink a bowl of chicken soup by Miss Xin Yue. "

Aunt Li knew that Miss Song was in her mind, so she told her everything today.

Ji Zhengting nodded, sure enough, let Xinyue come is the right move, "it's late, you also go back to rest, uncle Liang's car is downstairs."

"You've been tired all day. Why don't you let me take care of Miss song here?" Aunt Li wanted to give her husband and Miss Song a chance to get along alone, but she worried that her husband was too tired.

"No Ji Zhengting will not trust to give her to anyone.

"All right." Aunt Li is ready to go with the dishes and chopsticks on the table.

"Tomorrow, Miss Song will be discharged from the hospital and let the kitchen prepare lunch at home." Before Aunt Li left, Ji Zhengting explained.

"Good." Aunt Li nodded and was glad to hear that Miss song could be discharged.

After Aunt Li left, Ji Zhengting went to the bedside to see song Qingcheng. In the afternoon, the gauze pasted on the head has been removed. Now you can still see the red wounds. The scratches on the face have subsided. I don't know how the scratches on the body are recovering now?

He helped her close the cup and went to the bathroom to blow her hair.

In order not to disturb her, he locked up the toilets. It's just, in a few minutes, he noticed something was wrong.

After turning off the hair dryer and putting it down, he opened the door and came out. At a glance, he saw that the people on the bed were not sleeping soundly at all, and the hands under the quilt were waving wildly.

He walked to the bedside with a few darts, and saw that her eyebrows were tightly tightened, like having a nightmare.

"Qing Cheng..." Ji Zhengting called her.

Song Qingcheng didn't respond. Instead, she became more and more uneasy. Her forehead was covered with a layer of sweat. Her breath was a little short, and she looked very painful.

"The city?" Ji An Ting is waving her hand.

"No Don't come here Don't... " Song Qingcheng murmured and suddenly sat up from the bed."Qing Cheng..." Ji Zhengting closed his eyebrows tightly.

Song Qingcheng was dull for a moment. Then she looked at him slowly. Seeing him, she was relieved to know that she had a nightmare.

However, she could not remember what she had just dreamt of.

Muddled, she leaned into his arms, all the fear in her heart just spread a little, but she felt that the whole person was very tired, especially tired!

Ji Zhengting put up his hand to hold her and lay down beside her. She was like a quiet child, lying obediently in his arms, and soon went to sleep quietly.

Ji Zhengting holding her hand, pressure in the chest, as if to let her know, he will always be there.

Gradually, song Qingcheng's tight body gradually became soft. As if he was seeking safety, he stretched out a hand and surrounded the man's lean waist.

Ji Zhengting sighed quietly, pulled away her hair and gave her a kiss on her forehead.

One night is peace.

……

When song Qingcheng woke up, his position was empty. Looking at the empty identity, she felt that the picture of embracing and sleeping last night was dreamlike and unreal.

Hand couldn't help reaching over to touch, where clearly still residual light afterglow, is his.

The air, as if also filled with his taste, light, good smell, people have a kind of inexplicable peace of mind.

"Is Miss Song awake?" The nurse pushed in and saw that she was awake.

"Well." Song Qingcheng nodded.

"Take your temperature and blood pressure." The nurse took the instrument out of the cart.

Song Qingcheng extended his hand with cooperation. He looked around the ward. The door of the bathroom was also closed. There was no light on inside. It was obvious that there was no one.

"Is Miss Song looking for your boyfriend?" When the nurse saw her looking around the ward, she guessed that she was looking for someone.

“……” Song Qingcheng blushes. If he says Ji Zhengting is not a boyfriend, they live together again No, it should be sleeping together.