When we arrived at the hospital, the doctors and nurses on duty pushed the bed early and waited below.
But even if Yan Ting was in a coma, he did not let go, pulling her coat tightly to protect Chu Ci's body, and hugging her in his arms.
Even Chu Ci's words didn't work anymore. The man who couldn't hear anything after sleeping was an uncle. Instead of letting go, he hugged him tighter.
Even in a coma, he can be domineering.
And Chabai repeated those brainwashing words over and over again in his ears, Chu Ci squeezed the corners of his lips, and finally did not choose to break his hand or directly carry him on it, which was obvious that Chabai would be crazy.
Chu Ci lay down on the hospital bed with Yan Ting and was pushed all the way upstairs.
Smelling the smell of disinfectant water, Yan Ting's brows wrinkled fiercely.
When he reached the top floor, when the doctor was worried about how to let him let go and put him on the hospital bed alone, this person frowned and slowly recovered from his lethargy.
The moment when a pair of black eyes opened, it was gloomy and frightening. It seemed that there was no reaction, and there was a little confusion in the eyes.
After seeing Chu Ci, the emotions in his eyes converged, and he used his hoarse voice to speak in Chu Ci's ear, "Where is this?"
"Hospital." Chu Ci touched his cheek and watched his brow frown slightly because of her touch. Then he continued to speak, "You should be checked first. If the fever subsides, we can go home, OK? ?"
In fact, when he was on the road, without the cold wind blowing, his body temperature gradually rose, and the whole body was not hot enough. Obviously, the situation was very bad.
Yan Ting obviously didn't like the hospital, his expression was sorrowful, and he struggled a little when Chu Ci let him go.
He was completely ignorant of whether there was anyone next to him. The doctors and nurses and Wuqing who were waiting on the side looked at him. A bunch of people almost surrounded the bed, but this person didn't seem to see him, and he took care of himself. Self-venting the dissatisfaction in his heart.
Finally, under Chu Ci's low voice coaxing, the burning became dizzy. After seeing Chu Ci, the tense nerve in my heart suddenly sent down, and I could no longer control my Yan Ting, and his behavior was willful. It's like a child, and others should not say anything, just say Chu Ci.
Finally, he agreed to let go and go to bed.
I didn't forget to take off my coat and hand it to Chu Ci.
I lay down and did not stop during a series of examinations. I had to look at Chu Ci. In the end, it was a little serious, and it was estimated that I hadn't rested for a long time, and I finally fell asleep slowly.
The results of the examination revealed that his condition was indeed not very good. He had a high fever and had a cold wind in the middle of the night. In addition, he probably hadn’t eaten well recently. The gastroenteritis was attacking and it was quite severe. He would occasionally curl up unconsciously. I suddenly felt a fever, but his face was pale. It is estimated that he was in pain, but from now on, he has not mentioned his stomachache in a word.
Even the doctor was going to be frightened by this endurance, and he seriously criticized Yan Ting's recent complete self-abuse behavior. This was the arrangement to prescribe the medicine and leave the ward.
Not long after the doctor left the ward, Wulan panted and went to the place Wuqing had said.