"Now... Do you want him back?"
"No hurry." Mu chenbi raised his hand slightly and said, "let's start from the latest."
President Xing asked, "do you mean Shen xinrou?"
"Well, since they are brothers and sisters, the blood should be the same." Mu Shen Bi glanced at President Xing: "no matter what method you use, catch Shen xinrou first. Besides, don't mention this to your precious doctor Venus."
Hearing this, fortunately, the Dean was stunned.
Mu Shen Bi's murderous eyes gushed: "she is not trustworthy."
Fortunately, the president bowed his head: "I understand."
It wasn't until late at night that Shen Zhiyu woke up from his coma. His pupils were staring at the ceiling for a long time, and then he focused a little bit. As soon as he wanted to move, there was pain like tearing from the wound, and his head seemed to weigh a thousand pounds.
Suddenly, the shoulder was gently pressed, and the voice of a young man rang out: "Mr. Shen, don't move around. Do you have any discomfort?"
Shen Zhiyu opened his mouth and made a hard voice: "here... Where is it?"
Xia Bei leaned over and looked at him and answered, "is this a hospital?"
"Medical... Hospital!" Shen Zhiyu's eyes widened, and suddenly he was in a panic. He could no longer care about the pain of the wound, so he sat up from the bed. A moment of vertigo hit him, and he couldn't help falling back.
Xia Bei tilted his long arm and held him in a hurry: "Mr. Shen, what are you going to do? You will pull the wound!"
Shen Zhiyu grabs Xia Beiqing's collar as if he were holding on to the straw. His curled up body trembles and asks Xia Beiqing: "I can't stay in the hospital... Take me out of here..."
Xia Beiqing didn't understand what was going on: "why? Mr. Shen, you are still injured. You must be in the hospital... "
"Take me away! Please... "Shen Zhiyu burst into tears, his face was white and frightening.
Xia Beiqing looks at the person in his arms. His whole body is shaking and his breath is short. It seems that he has been scared to the extreme, otherwise he would not cry and beg.
"Good! Don't be afraid, I'll take you away right away! " Xia Beiqing gently comforted him, wiped the tears from the corner of the man's eyes, wrapped him in his coat, picked him up, and walked out of the ward.
Just walking to the door, she bumps into a nurse. The nurse looks at Shen Zhiyu, who is shivering in her arms, and asks in surprise, "what are you doing? Where are you taking the patient? "
Xia Beiqing said, "we're going to leave the hospital!"
"No way!" The nurse grabbed Xia Beiqing's arm and said, "the patient is still injured and can't leave!"
Without saying a word, Xia Beiqing directly bumps the nurse away, hugs Shen Zhiyu in her arms, and runs to the other end of the corridor.
"Hello! Stop! Don't run The nurse rushed after him.
Xia Beiqing holds Shen Zhiyu and runs out of the hospital all the way. He stops a taxi and takes him to the car.
On the bus, Xia Beiqing gently held Shen Zhiyu. He didn't dare to use too much force. He asked, "teacher Shen, are you ok? Does the wound hurt? "
Shen Zhiyu shook his head. He had no strength to speak.
Back in xiaoyanglou, Xia Beiqing put Shen Zhiyu on the bed and grasped his hand tightly: "Mr. Shen, it's not the way to go on like this. Your injury must be treated."
Shen Zhiyu was already in a faint voice: "use my mobile phone to call... He Jiayi."