Chapter 99

When Zhao Ruicheng said this, he put his hand on Liang Jiaci's shoulder to comfort him.

Because when he just walked into the ward, he saw Liang Jiaci's state, which Zhao Ruicheng had never seen before, and just now his eyes looked at Song Xiyue. Even after he said these words, his eyes still didn't leave.

Moreover, Liang Jiaci's behavior of appearing in the hospital without any disguise will certainly cause a great news when he wants to come. At that time, Chen Muxuan should also know the existence of song Xiyue.

But Zhao Ruicheng also thought about what he would do if the person who received the call today was himself?

It should also be like Liang Jiaci. He doesn't care about anything. Take song Xiyue to the hospital. After all, looking at Song Xiyue's weak appearance, this feeling of heartache will linger in his heart.

After a long silence, Liang Jiaci finally stood up. Although he was still worried about song Xiyue, he still had too many things to do, so there was no way. His only happiness was that he had the determination to give up everything for song Xiyue and listen to the doctor if it was later, It is estimated that there will be something wrong with songxiyue's head and it will be burned out.

"I'll leave it to you." Liang Jiaci said it seriously word by word. It seems that he handed over a very important thing to Zhao Ruicheng.

"I understand." Zhao Ruicheng nodded. Even if Liang Jiaci didn't say, he would try his best to take care of song Xiyue.

Although there was too much reluctance, Liang Jiaci finally left.

The ward fell into silence again. Zhao Ruicheng sat in the position where Liang Jiaci had been guarding song Xiyue and looked at Song Xiyue.

If you stay in the same room with song Xiyue at ordinary times, this guy promises to make them upset, and then he can look at their grumpy expression with schadenfreude. Now she lies there so quietly, and her weak appearance is distressing. Such song Xiyue is not the song Xiyue he wants to see.

I don't know how long Zhao Ruicheng has been here. Song Xiyue finally shows signs of waking up.

She moved her fingers slightly, and her eyelids beat a few times. Only then did she slowly open her eyes, full of confused expressions. It was obvious that she didn't know anything after mixing in the past, and now she didn't know where she was.

Zhao Ruicheng has been staring at Song Xiyue. Now Song Xiyue finally has a reaction. He just feels his heartbeat tremble and quickly holds song Xiyue's hand. "Xiyue, are you awake?"

"How are you? Are you better? " Zhao Ruicheng asked with concern.

In fact, he has too many questions to ask song Xiyue, but just because song Xiyue is unconscious, he presses all he wants to ask in his heart. Now Song Xiyue finally wakes up, he asks all he wants to ask.

"Am I still alive?" Song Xiyue asked in a daze.

She thought she was dead, just like when she called Liang Jiaci. Her whole body seemed to be torn apart. Her strength was gone. Then she just felt that she was dying. Then she was dark. She thought she was really dead.

"Er..." hearing song Xiyue's question, Zhao Ruicheng didn't know how to answer her.

Songxiyue's consciousness began to become clearer and clearer. She felt that the smell of disinfectant came from the tip of her nose. In front of her, she saw almost all white decoration, white sheets, white quilt covers and white curtains

Here, it won't be

"Is this a hospital?" When song Xiyue asked this sentence, her voice trembled obviously, and an inexplicable sense of fear invaded her without warning.

Zhao Ruicheng also heard the trembling tone in Song Xiyue's tone, but he couldn't analyze why it was like this. He just nodded seriously, "yes."

This is indeed a hospital. He didn't have to lie to her, so he nodded seriously.

"Hospital?!"

Song Xiyue was smart after she determined that this place was the hospital. Although she had just regained consciousness, she was not well after hearing that this was the hospital. She immediately opened the quilt still covered on her body and prepared to get out of bed, "I want to go back, I don't want to be here! I'm going back! "

Zhao Ruicheng was frightened when he saw song Xiyue suddenly so excited, but he quickly reacted. He pressed song Xiyue, "Xiyue, you're just a little better now. Will you lie down again, and you're still hanging the needle? I'll send you back when the needle is hung, okay?"

Zhao Ruicheng's voice is very light and gentle. Even in the face of song Xiyue's unreasonable behavior, he is still gentle and desperate, patiently comforting song Xiyue.

But even so, song Xiyue still didn't waver in Zhao Ruicheng's gentleness, and still insisted on his idea, "I don't want to, I want to go back! I don't want to be here! "

Whether it makes Zhao Ruicheng feel arrogant or willful, song Xiyue doesn't care. Now she just wants to leave here and the hospital as soon as possible, which gives her a nightmare.

Then song Xiyue had reached out to pull out the needle still stuck in her hand and tried to pull the needle out of the back of her hand at once. Although she was also afraid of pain, she was more afraid to stay in the hospital, where she would feel like a nightmare.

Fortunately, even if Zhao Ruicheng stopped song Xiyue, he grabbed her hand and didn't let her pull out the needle on the back of his hand, "Song Xiyue, what's the matter with you?"

"I don't want to be here, please, let me go, let me get out of here." Songxiyue's tears have burst out of the embankment, and even her whole body began to tremble. It was with a feeling of fear. She wanted to leave here. She didn't want to stay here more for a second.

Zhao Ruicheng looks at Song Xiyue like this and is heartbroken. He doesn't know what happened to song Xiyue to leave the hospital so urgently, but he finds that he can't refuse song Xiyue's request, because he really can't bear to look at her so poor.

"Well, wait a minute, just a minute, and I'll take you away right away, okay?" Zhao Ruicheng tried to comfort song Xiyue, asked her to sit on the hospital bed, then rang the call bell beside the bed and called the doctor.

"Doctor, what will happen if I take her out of the hospital now?" Zhao Ruicheng asked the doctor.

The doctor frowned and looked at the man who wrapped his face so tightly in front of him. The boy who had just sent the girl in had gone. It was obvious that he had changed a man. "The patient has a fever for a long time. It's best to observe it in the hospital for a long time."

It's best to observe for a while

Of course, Zhao Ruicheng also wants song Xiyue to spend more time in the hospital, but now he holds song Xiyue's hand and can obviously feel her hand shaking uneasily. Of course, it's not just her hand, but song Xiyue's whole body is shaking uneasily.

Although he didn't understand what the reason was, Zhao Ruicheng still couldn't bear to look at songxiyue. Finally, he decided to take songxiyue and take her back.

"What if you have to go?" Zhao Ruicheng continued.

"It's not impossible. We should take good care of the patients. If there are any more symptoms of fever, we must send them to the hospital immediately. The patients can't stand the second long fever." This is the last advice the doctor can give them.

After all, if patients have to leave the hospital, they have no choice but to let them go and tell them what to pay attention to.

I just don't understand that this man had a fever for so long and almost burned his head. Now he finally woke up and had to leave the hospital. What's the reason? Look at the clothes of these people. They don't look like people without money.

But since this is their own decision, the doctor won't stop it. It's up to them.

Zhao Ruicheng borrowed a wheelchair from the hospital, pushed song Xiyue, took her out of the hospital with a bottle, then sent her to his car and drove back to song Xiyue's villa.

After coming out of the hospital, song Xiyue finally began to become normal. She was not so scared when she was just in the hospital. She leaned against the back of the seat and narrowed her eyes. I think she was too excited just now, so she is a little tired now.

Zhao Ruicheng found song Xiyue asleep on the way. He stopped the car on the side of the road, covered song Xiyue with a coat, and turned on the heating in the car. He must not let song Xiyue have a fever.

Now that he has made a decision to take song Xiyue out of the hospital, he has the responsibility to take good care of song Xiyue.

After sending song Xiyue to her villa, Zhao Ruicheng settled song Xiyue in her own bedroom. After everything was settled, Zhao Ruicheng was really tired to death.

"Zhao Ruicheng, I'm sorry." Songxiyue lies on her bed and looks at Zhao Ruicheng who is busy for herself because of her willfulness. Songxiyue looks at him with regret.

"Nothing." Zhao Ruicheng shook his head, smiled and replied, "is it much more comfortable now?"

Song Xiyue bit her lip and didn't answer this question. Although Zhao Ruicheng didn't ask her why she had such a reaction in the hospital, he should want her to tell him. She also wanted to explain to Zhao Ruicheng why she suddenly became like that, but she didn't know how to speak, and she didn't want to recall that nightmare experience again.

"If you're tired, take a rest. I'm right next to you. Tell me what you need." Zhao Ruicheng moved a chair and sat next to song Xiyue, guarding her for fear that she might have a fever again.

"Thank you." Song Xiyue suddenly smiled, sweet smile with sincere thanks.

She was really happy that she was so lucky to meet such good neighbors. Otherwise, she might really die at home.