Chapter 9

Jing Lin picked up her torn pajamas, simply put them on and went to the bathroom. However, her body seemed to be too weak and uncontrollable. She was so soft that she didn't know if it was because the blood had been flowing again.

After a brief rinse, she went out wearing a bathrobe. She was really tired, and her eyes were a little dizzy. But when she was in bed, she was easy to get cold and lay there naked.

Jing Lin walked over without expression, ready to cover him with a quilt. She didn't want to see such a scene, but when she covered the quilt, she found that his body was boiling hot.

Suddenly, she forgot that he just had a fever and was very heavy.

She was suddenly a little worried. Even though she was already in pain, she ran to the bathroom and took a towel. The pain in her wrist seemed to drive her heart.

She took the uninjured hand to gently wipe his body, and then changed him into a simple and comfortable pajamas.

Jinglin spent a lot of effort to turn his body over, but he seems to have been confused, no reaction.

The cold little hand stroked his forehead. The high temperature was frightening. She was at a loss. Fortunately, she saw a medicine box in the cabinet on the balcony last time.

After she took it, she gently wiped it with a cotton ball dipped in alcohol on Shiyi's forehead and temple. After that, she reluctantly fed him medicine.

But whether he can get better depends on his nature. Anyway, she has already done what she should do.

Jinglin has been paralyzed on the bed. She leans against the head of the bed and covers her heart with her hands. She feels a little flustered.

Light Piao one eye nearby of him, his this fragile appearance is to let a person have so a little heartache on the contrary, Jing Lin oneself also don't understand, oneself why want to save him.

Maybe it's better to let him live and die on his own. By the way, it can help her. But when facing him, she really can't do it. Even though she has to endure the pain, she still wants to do her best to take care of him.

"Cold, hiss..." finally, when Yi Han's mouth murmured so many words, and tried his best to wrap himself in the quilt, the body also followed to shrink into a ball.

Jing Lin sighed and covered his quilt, but her eyelids became heavier and heavier. She seemed to see the beauty of another world.

Finally, I fell asleep beside him.

It seems that after a long time, Shi Yihan suddenly wakes up, because in his memory, there is always an important thing that seems to be holding him back.

The room is dark, there is no light at all. When Yi Han feels a little flustered in his sleep, he suddenly wakes up.

When I turn on the light at the head of the bed, I see Jing Lin sleeping beside him. She sleeps very well. She just turns on the light without disturbing her.

Shi Yihan looks at the wall clock. It's already ten o'clock in the evening, but fortunately, he seems to have just come back at eight thirty. It seems that he has only slept for one hour.

After a stretch, he turned his head to move his neck. The fever seemed to have gone away. After a glance, he saw that there were still medicine boxes piled on the bed, including sand cotton and alcohol on the ground.

He suddenly remembered something. He turned around and looked at the position of her wrist. He vaguely remembered that her wrist was bleeding again and again before he fell asleep.

Jinglin's wrist, blood has been stained with more than half of the sheets, but also constantly seeping out.

When easy cold flustered, quickly gently patted her face, but obviously, she was not asleep, but fainted again.

"Zhang Xudong, hurry up." Shi Yihan is also proficient in dialing. If he is proficient, this time his tone is trembling.

He realized that the woman had broken into his heart.

This is always very repulsive to women, even hate when easy cold, never felt in the past.

Soon, there was a sudden brake in the courtyard, which was about to pierce people's eardrum. Zhang Xudong rushed upstairs with the medicine box at a speed of 100 meters.

As soon as he entered the room, he saw such a scene, which he did not want to see as a doctor.

"Get up." This time, Zhang Xudong is really serious. He says a word to Shi Yihan, and then he begins to treat Jinglin.

The atmosphere is dignified, I really don't know what will happen, but when Yi Han didn't dare to ask, he stood beside and held his heart tightly.

It seems that it took a long time for Zhang Xudong to deal with it. He frowned and went out seriously. His appearance made Shi Yihan more worried.

"How's it going?" Without waiting for Zhang Xudong to speak, he asked anxiously.

Zhang Xudong showed his embarrassment, trying to make the matter so serious, "not so good, fortunately found in time, all the wounds split, which is equivalent to the second wrist cut, can wake up to see her nature."

Zhang Xudong's words are also very heavy. I hope Shi Yihan can realize the importance of this matter.

When easy cold unconsciously stepped back, some painful expression appeared in the eyes.

"No, you will, won't you?" He grabbed Zhang Xudong's hand and said urgently, also eager to hear the answer.Zhang Xudong opened his eyes wide, because it was the first time he saw and heard Yi Han. The man on high pulled him to say something close to prayer.

"She can't die, she can't die..." when Yi Han shook his head and kept repeating this sentence, as if he was repenting of what he had done in the past.

Zhang Xudong shook his head and said, "I lied to you just now, but I just wanted to test the position of this woman in your mind. Ah, however, my words just now are not alarmist. Fortunately, the rescue was timely, otherwise I would really be in a coma as I said."

"Bang", when Yi Han's heavy fist hit Zhang Xudong's chest, looking at him happily.

"Want to go to" ghost base " When easy cold sharp ask him.

"You're not willing to let me go, or you'll have to deal with such an urgent matter?" Zhang Xudong is not polite to reply.

"You're good." When Yi Han just left such a sentence in a hurry, he hurried into the house, and Zhang Xudong followed him.

"How's it going? Is it really all right? " When easy cold seem to still have some not at ease, turn a head to ask again.

"It's nothing. I'll wake up in a few hours, but it won't happen if you torture people less than once." Zhang Xudong looked at Jing Lin, who was lying on the bed with a pale face.

"Ah, but it's you who don't look very well today?" When he was afraid, Yi Han would say something to let him go. Zhang Xudong didn't dare to change the topic for a moment.

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