She held his hand tightly, with a tone of tension that she didn't even notice.
"I... nothing..." Ke Jingheng's forehead was full of cold sweat. But seeing that she was worried about herself, he managed to pull out a smile.
The players soon gathered around him. He Chaoran and Luo Yujun helped him up from left to right: "how good is it? Suddenly it's like this? Go to the infirmary and have a look!"
Ke Jingheng was like a stiff puppet. He couldn't move at all. The expression on his face was more painful.
Seeing that he was dying, he Chaoran closed his eyes and hugged him directly.
He ran quickly towards the direction of the infirmary, gnashing his teeth and said to him, "your Ke Jingheng, I haven't even held a girl. The first person to hold is you!"
Alas, how could his first kiss and hug be so inexplicably gone! It's all for men! One day, will he be bent straight?
Ke Jingheng couldn't even speak out in pain. He didn't have the strength to argue with him. Instead, Luo Yujun said, "you have grown up abroad. You should be informal."
A group of people followed them and trotted all the way into the infirmary.
"Acute gastritis requires hanging bottles." After the doctor in a white coat brushed the medical record book, he let Ke Jingheng lie in the hospital bed.
"What, bottle!" Ke Jingheng's face turned white with fear. From small to large, what he was most afraid of was an injection!
But when he saw the girl he liked at the scene, he had to be brave and watch the needle plunge into his blood vessels... The cells of his whole body were trembling, but he pretended to be calm on the surface.
He Chaoran looked at him with sympathetic eyes: die to face, live to suffer
Then he couldn't help complaining: "look at you, you don't eat well at ordinary times! Your parents aren't at home, and you don't know to order a takeout? Look at me, isn't it also stocked? But I still raise myself for nothing!"
Ke Jingheng closed his eyes and pretended to be asleep. He didn't want to say a word. He doesn't want to eat, but he doesn't have an appetite at all. He doesn't have an appetite for anything
When Luo xiaoberry heard these words, he unconsciously bit his lower lip. It turned out that Ke Jingheng didn't come to his house for dinner for so long. He was silently hungry
In the past, she was particularly annoyed that he always came to his house to eat, but now... She couldn't tell what it was like.
"Jing Heng, let's go first. Don't disturb your rest..." a group of players walked out of the ward one after another.
"I won't go to dinner in the evening. I'm sorry." Ke Jingheng said to Li minhao and Luo Xiaomei, "I wish you... Happiness."
"Thank you... Have a good rest!" Li minhao took Luo Xiaomei's hand and followed the group out of the door.
Luo Yujun looked at Ke Jingheng, who was weak in the hospital bed, and looked at the figures of Li minhao and Luo Xiaomei. He shook his head reluctantly. Maybe even the little raspberry didn't find out by herself. She's interested in Ke Jingheng
Otherwise, when he faints, she won't be the first to rush into the court.
Why do girls nowadays have such a bad brain? Must wait until you lose it, will you know how to cherish it?
"Ke Jingheng, you'd better... Go abroad!" He said faintly.
Maybe only in this way can she understand her heart better.