The driver waved his hand: "I don't charge you. Go to see a doctor."

Xiang Tianqing said thanks weakly and put a 100 yuan note on the rear seat. The door was not closed tightly. I think the driver will see it when he closes the door again.

Taking the elevator all the way to the 13th floor, Xiang Tianqing almost always depends on the wall of the elevator. After a little Ding Dong sound, this slowly propped up and walked out slowly.

In the corridor of the hospital, several doctors in white coats were talking to each other with cases. One of the young female doctors happened to turn her head. When she saw the unstable Xiang Tianqing, she was stunned for a moment, and then quickly ran up to hold her.

Reaching for her forehead, her eyebrows suddenly twisted into a ball: "why is it so hot? You have not been prescribed. "

Xiang Tianqing just weak squeeze out a smile, even say a word seems to have no strength.

The young woman doctor quickly helped her into a ward, let her lie on the bed.

Without asking more questions, she stretched out her hand and rolled up Xiang Tianqing's sleeve. Seeing the red spots on her arm, her eyes became more dignified.

It seemed that she wanted to say something, but her eyes fell on her face, but she was already in a coma. She did not care much. She turned and asked a little nurse to take care of her. She trotted all the way to the dispensing room.

After a while, the young woman doctor came back and injected three drugs into Xiang Tianqing's arm, and then hung two bottles of drops.

The female doctor looked at the thermometer, then looked at the sleepy Xiang Tianqing, turned to the little nurse and said: "her relatives have not come, now the fever is serious, you take care of her a little more, I will have an operation later."

"All right, Dr. Xie."

"Hard work for you."

The young woman doctor hung up Xiang Tianqing's coat, covered her quilt, poured a cup of hot water in the cup and put it on the head of the bed to ensure that she could reach it as soon as she reached out.

At the moment, Xiang Tianqing only felt very cold. Under the virtual cold, there was an uncomfortable dry heat. It seemed that he was in a cold and fire double day, and he felt particularly miserable.

She had a long and long dream that she and a man had lived on an island for a long time and had the happiest time in her life.

She dreamt that he was tender to her.

She also dreamt of her first wish to marry a man, and that she even had his children.

Sea breeze, plantain, sunset, beach, sexy women in bikini, and windsurfing boats swaying on the sea are all beautiful as if they were fairy tales, and happy and comfortable as if they were a pure land free from competition.

"Don't be silly, I didn't love you I've never loved you. "

But in a flash, all of this disappeared in her dream, and gradually evolved into his cold words, into a torn wedding dress, into a woman lying in a hospital bed with instruments all over her body, into muddy sea water and storm, and into drops of salty tears.

Gradually, the storm returned to calm, the island seems to be restored to the previous appearance, but the seaside more he and another woman's back.

He walked side by side with another woman on the beach, his hands tightly clasped together, just like the most common couple walking on the beach, blowing the sea breeze and saying sweet love words in the sunset.