"Are you sick?" Song Qingyu touched his forehead. "Maybe I have a cold. Go out first. I'm going to change my clothes."“ OK. " As soon as he opened the door of the room, a cold wind suddenly hit. Ye Xiaoxiao was surprised and turned back“ "Clear rain?" On the bed, song Qingyu was lying on her side with her eyes closed. Wen Yiren hurried over and found that her face was very pale, her eyes were blue, and her head was obviously surrounded by black fog“ Clear rain? Song Qingyu? " Wen Yiren shook, and song Qingyu still had no response“ What happened to Qingyu? " Su Ling and others came in one after another“ She was fine just now. She suddenly fainted. Sister Su Ling, please call an ambulance. When the ambulance arrived, the nearby residents came to watch. The staff of the program team took the initiative to act as a security guard to escort song Qingyu into the ambulance“ How did Qingyu faint? " Su Ling frowned and asked“ I don't know. " The nurse who was taking song Qingyu's temperature shook the thermometer, "40 degrees. It may be a coma caused by a high fever. Just hang a bottle of water in the hospital. It's okay." That's not that simple. Only Wen Yiren and Su Ling followed the ambulance, and the rest followed in the car prepared by the program group. The nurse opened a gap in the window. Suddenly, another gust of wind hit. Wen Yiren squints out of the window. Under a withered and yellow tree, there is a woman in a red dress. Her long hair covered her whole face. The wind blew up her skirt. It looked very strange. Is she the ghost that Qingyu said she saw in the cemetery? When they arrived at the hospital, they found that many reporters had gathered at the door of the hospital. It was estimated that those onlookers broke the news. Wen Yiren and Su Ling, who were escorting the ambulance, wanted to stay for an interview. After some tossing, he rushed to song Qingyu's ward. Song Qingyu had woken up. She was still pale as she was making a bottle“ Qingyu, how's it going? Do you feel better? "“ It's all right, "Song Qingyu looked at the people around him." you all go back. My assistant will come and accompany me later. The doctor said I can leave the hospital tomorrow. " Wen Yiren remembered that Lu Xing is now Song Qingyu's assistant. Ya, what's the matter with Lu Xuan and how to protect Qingyu“ Otherwise, sister Su Ling, what about the program? Let's finish it. You go first and I'll stay to take care of Qingyu. "“ I'm fine. You go back, too. " Song Qingyu suddenly opened his mouth. Wenyi people couldn't help staring at her and thought she liked to stay in the hospital? Intuition told her that the woman in the red dress would show up tonight“ Someone will accompany them later. Let's go. " With one hand in his pocket, Nanche looked at Song Qingyu with meaningful eyes and took the lead in leaving. Will someone come? Wen Yiren wondered, who? Does it mean Lu? What can a man do! Almost as soon as everyone left, Wen Yiren saw a familiar figure appear at the door of song Qingyu's ward“ Xu Xu? " Xu Xu still wears a beautiful Ru skirt and walks in with small steps. "The king of Tibet said that this one is powerful tonight and I can be the best employee next year." " Who does Nanche look down on“ Even if a messenger forgetting Sichuan protects me, there is a Meng Po. I'm not afraid tonight. " Song Qingyu covered her cheek with the happiest expression in the world. Wen Yi couldn't help rolling his eyes. This woman is really hearty. This novel has been translated by www.novelhall.com and if you are reading this somewhere, they have stolen our translation.