Ling Yue takes Qiao Aiwen to the outpatient clinic. When the doctor sees them coming in, he immediately shows a meaningful smile, as if to see through why Ling Yue came down to say hello.
While taking his temperature, the doctor asked Ling Yue with a smile, "is she a girlfriend?"
Qiao Aiwen deliberately showed a calm face. In fact, her ears had already stood up.
Ling Yue stood aside and said, "friend."
Qiao Aiwen's heart turns a lip, but she doesn't expect him to admit anything, saying that friends are better than patients or friends of friends.
Seeing that Ling Yue didn't wear a coat, the doctor asked, "if you don't wear so much, you'll come down. You've got air conditioning on top. It's cold below. Don't look back. You'll catch a cold again."
Ling Yue light way: "nothing."
When he said that, Qiao Aiwen realized later that Ling Yue only wore a coffee colored cashmere sweater and a white coat to accompany her all the way.
Turning to him, she said, "go back."
This is the second sentence she took the initiative to say to him after they met today. Ling Yue looked at her and said in a voice, "I'll take you to the quiet room later."
Qiao Aiwen's temperature is 38 degrees two. She has a fever. The doctor gives her an injection of antipyretic.
They went out of the consulting room and went out. Ling Yue took her to the quiet room first and said, "you can find a place to sit down and I'll get the medicine for you."
Qiao Aiwen has been suffocating and inflamed these days. Her voice is a little hoarse: "no, I'll go myself. You go upstairs."
Ling Yue looked at her face as if it was not startled by the falling of stone. He couldn't say anything in his heart. He replied, "I take medicine faster than you."
Qiao Aiwen lowered her head to open the bag and took out the wallet from it. She didn't count it in detail. She could look like seven or eight hundred and handed it to him: "please."
Ling Yue only felt that a evil spirit was growing from the bottom of his heart and quickly spread to the viscera. It was clearly Qi, but he clearly felt pain and heartache.
He thought of the coffee shop under the shopping mall that day, and she was just like now, as if she used money to draw a line with him.
If it wasn't for her illness, Ling Yue would really get angry. At this moment, he completely forgot that there was no special relationship between them. Why should he give her money when she was ill?
Qiao Aiwen looks at someone who is speechless and taut. She turns away and takes back her money slowly. After a glance, she turns around and walks into the quiet room. Maybe she was too involved in the play just now, so she wants to kill him.
Seeing Ling Yue's suffocation, Qiao Aiwen is a little more comfortable. Otherwise, she will be in vain these days.
Recently, this batch of flu is very serious. The quiet room has been sitting 40% to 50% of the patients from the middle to the back. There are adults and children, but all of them are reluctant to sit forward because the front is close to the door and there is a tuyere.
Joan didn't care so much. She chose the first row and sat down in the middle because it was the most spacious place. She could still watch TV when she looked up.
As soon as she sat down, her mobile phone rang. Qiao Aiwen looked at the caller on the screen and opened the connect button: "Hello, brother Bao."
Yuan Bao's voice came from his mobile phone: "I heard Sheng Ge say that you have a cold. Are you better?"
Qiao Aiwen said: "it's OK, just a little sore throat."
Yuan Bao asked, "where are you? I'll see you. "
Qiao Aiwen said: "no, I'm really OK. You're busy."
Yuanbao said, "be polite to me. I'll take a look and give you something delicious."
Qiao Aiwen raised her lips and said with a smile, "thank you, brother Bao. I'm in the Concorde clinic
"Well, wait for me a moment."
"Well, bye."
Ling Yue came in from the outside with a medicine bag. At a glance, she saw Qiao Aiwen sitting in the first row. She didn't know who to talk to on the phone. Her face was smiling.
Hang up the phone, Qiao AI Wen glimpses Ling Yue come in, subconsciously withdraw smile, such a small detail, and successfully let Ling Yue "revenge".
Ling Yue called the nurse to come over, the nurse saw Ling Yue, the eyes all smile curved, surprise way: "Ling doctor, how did you come over?"
Ling Yue quietly replied: "please give her an injection."
The nurse saw Qiao Aiwen and asked Ling Yue, "is she a girlfriend?"
Ling Yue has no expression: "No."
This time, I'm sure I won't even talk to my friends.
Qiao Aiwen was upset, but the nurse could see the rebirth. She said: "there are many colds and fevers, doctor Ling, you don't wear too much. Be careful not to catch a cold."
Ling Yue stood aside and said, "it's OK."
Qiao Aiwen doesn't know whether to be happy or to cry. She can see that Ling Yue is good to everyone.
The nurse asked Qiao Aiwen whether to prick her left hand or right hand. She said, "which one doesn't hurt?"
"The nurse said:" I try not to let you pain, see you convenient
Qiao AI Wen looked at her two hands. She was really pro. She silently counted the changing formula from the bottom of her heart. Finally, her left hand lost. She raised her left hand.
The process of injection is very fast, and it doesn't hurt so much. It's scary enough. Qiao Aiwen doesn't start right. Ling Yue looks at her and says: "the more scared, the more painful."
After the nurse finished, she took back the tourniquet. Qiao Aiwen was relieved and slowly put her hand aside.
"Dr. Ling, aren't you busy today?" The nurse asked him with a tray.
Ling Yue said, "I'll go up later."
After that, he looked at Qiao Aiwen and said, "did you have dinner in the morning?"
Qiao AI Wen shakes her head, can not speak, in fact, she drank rock sugar stewed Tremella.
Ling Yue said, "if you don't eat and get injections to stimulate your stomach, I'll buy you something to eat. What do you want to eat?"
Qiao Aiwen face light: "no, you go back to work."
The more she refused, the more depressed Ling Yue's heart was. It seemed that when she met again, every word she said could poke in his heart.
He didn't want to talk to her, so as not to get angry with himself. Without saying a word, he turned around and left.
Qiao AI Wen looked at his back, not sad, ya so left, so frustrated, but she did not want to stop him, perhaps because of a sore throat, do not want to speak, but in fact more tired heart, do not want to coax.
Looking up at the two bottles of Medicine on the slide frame, she thought to herself that if the two bottles of medicine were finished and Ling Yue hadn't come back, she would turn over completely.
After sitting for 15 minutes, a voice came from the door: "Xiaowen."
It's a man's voice. Qiao Aiwen whew and thought it was Ling Yue, even though Ling Yue never called her that.
Sure enough, he was wearing a gray windbreaker. He was tall and handsome, but he was not Ling Yue, but Yuanbao.
Yuanbao came over with two bags of things. Qiao Aiwen endured the disappointment from the bottom of her heart and said, "brother Bao."
Yuanbao put down the bag, took off the leather gloves, sat down beside her and asked, "did you come alone?"
Qiao Aiwen said: "self reliance."
Yuanbao smiles: "I bought you the chaotic noodles of Longji. Do you want to eat them?"
Qiao Aiwen endured the sadness and nodded: "I want to eat."
He took the sealed take away box out of the bag, opened the lid and bubbled hot air.
Qiaoaiwen one hand injection, Yuanbao handed a spoon to her, help her hold the bowl: "I take, you eat."
Qiao Aiwen is used to it. Yuanbao has been so kind to her since she was a child. She used to braid her hair when she was a child.
Ling Yue walked in quickly. He was afraid that the little cage bag was cold. As a result, he had already stepped in a few steps. Then he saw a man sitting beside Qiao Aiwen, a man, holding the bowl for her. She didn't refuse.