C226

Chapter 226 - Hyperpyrexia

The night before I went abroad, I dreamed again.

In my dream, I went back to the filming crew and busied myself with filming.

In a martial arts scene, the actor's sword pierces through my chest. In an instant, blood starts dripping profusely.

The surrounding crowd surged, shouting that something was wrong.

In that instant, I forgot everything, including my pain. I just stared at the person in front of me. That face was so familiar that it made me feel scared.

"Slow down, what about you?"

"You shouldn't have divorced me."

Slow and indifferent look at me, my heart is only left with fear.

I slowly fell towards the ground. In that instant, I astonishingly saw Xi Ri slowly walking over from the other side. One step at a time, it was like the music of death.

And I just smiled at the gentleness.

It was only a few seconds, but it felt like a long time.

When I hit the ground. He said slowly, "Idiot, how could I bear to hurt you!"

I touched the wound, only to discover that the wound was mine. It had appeared on my chest and was bleeding profusely. I was nervous, but I didn't know what to do.

I was worried that it might slow down, but then a sharp pain came, and I actually picked up my sword and stabbed it into my chest, causing blood to flow all over my body, causing me to break out in a cold sweat.

He was the first person to rush to my side. He held my head and asked me: "Lin Xiang, I knew it, you still love me. Look, you're willing to die with me."

I was in so much pain that I couldn't say anything. I just frowned and tightly grabbed onto his arm, as if grabbing onto him would give me a sense of security.

At that moment, my heart actually carried a trace of relief.

I couldn't tell if it was a dream or a reality, but I heard someone say, "Is she all right?"

"Fortunately, we discovered it in time. Otherwise, it would have been dangerous tomorrow. How would your family look at the patient at a 40 degree temperature?"

"Sorry, I didn't take good care of her, but I hope you can help her recover as soon as possible."

At this moment, someone touched my forehead! The cold made me want to move closer to that spot.

"Don't move, be a good doctor!" The deep voice was like a sedative, and I could hear how much I wanted to thank someone I couldn't see, and how much I wanted to tell him that I wasn't suffering.

But I couldn't speak. My mouth felt like it had been cast in plaster.

I don't know how long it took, but there seemed to be a voice saying that the patient needed a bath. The owner of the voice suddenly picked me up.

When the warm water wrapped around me, my mind was actually thinking, could this person be gentle?

The first time, I called out the name.

"Was it you who slowed down?"

It was obvious that the man would not answer.

I don't know how much time had passed before I was carried out of the bathroom. I could feel the man helping me dress again, and suddenly I felt sleepy. I thought I heard him behind me, but in the end, I couldn't remember clearly.

When he finally opened his eyes.

I saw a group of angels in white running towards me. No, there was only a nurse.

"Lin Xiang, you're finally awake. How are you feeling?"

Without waiting for my answer, she continued, "Last night, you were sent to the hospital with a high fever, but because your family had a job, they couldn't take care of you, so they let me stay here to take care of you. He told me your name."

I sat in the hospital bed and watched the nurse babble. I didn't speak, I didn't ask about the identity of the person who had delivered me.

In my heart, I actually had my own guesses.

I know a lot about slowness.

Even though I don't know exactly how to get into my house, how to know I have a fever, how to get me to the hospital.

However, all of this was meaningless, because I was about to leave this place. I might not be able to see it any longer in the future.

Everything that is gentle, will no longer have a little relation with me.

How many times have you sent me to the hospital?

Was it the first time I fell when I was filming the film? There was a lot of talk about that time,

And he cares about me.

If this time I don't have such an intense relationship with you, perhaps while I'm sick, we can forget about the past and get together again. However, this is obviously impossible.

We're divorced.

But slowly, why divorce, you still so considerate care of me, take care of me?

Although I didn't show it on my face, my heart was already full of tears.

Before dawn, when the nurse came to give me an IV drip, she said enviously, "Your boyfriend is so nice to you! I brought you to the hospital in the middle of the night. I called the dean over and gave you the most comprehensive examination. In the end, I was still worried and found a few specialists to confirm your illness before I left.

Hearing the nurse say so, my heart was bitter. What kind of boyfriend is that? I'm divorced from Tender Sunset, and he's my ex-husband. That's it!

But even so, it doesn't affect my feelings for gentleness!

If it wasn't for the matter of thinking about it, perhaps I would be a happy couple. However, this isn't possible. In this world, if there isn't a time machine, I can't change history either.

However, he was still being gentle. Didn't he say that he wouldn't have any interactions with me?

Why come to my apartment in the middle of the night, and why send me to the hospital?

"Big sister, you have to cherish your boyfriend. There aren't many good guys like him anymore. The surrounding people are like tigers staring at their prey."

The young nurse continued with her rambling.

However, I didn't even have the heart to listen to him. I forcefully suppressed my agitated mood. I was afraid that I wouldn't be able to control myself after hearing his words and would compromise slowly.

"Can you be quiet for a moment?" If it wasn't for the time being, I wouldn't have lost my parents and wouldn't have endured so much pain.

No matter how good he was, he was the source of all my pain, and I didn't want to hear from him again.

The nurse looked unhappy. After changing the medicine, he swiftly left the room. It was probably because he felt that he had no way to communicate with someone like me.

Looking at the nurse's back as she walked out, I knew that I was in the wrong. I shouldn't have gotten angry at her, but how innocent was she? It's just a guy who envies me for having a friend who takes care of me and who kindly reminds me of this neglect.

However, it was a thorn in my heart.

After the nurse left, I hugged myself tightly.

If he had been gentle, he wouldn't have turned around and left. No, I can't miss him.

But how could thoughts be so easily controlled?

The more I remind myself not to let my thoughts run wild, the more I can't help but think about the gentleness of it, the way he may have been angry when I lost my temper every time I made a ruckus, but most of the time, I just laugh it off.

As if it had never happened before, she continued to smile at me like a spring breeze.

How nice it is to be gentle.

Now that I had nothing to do with it, and I hadn't told him why, I asked for a divorce, and if he found out I was sick, he could have left me alone, but he did take me to the hospital in the middle of the night.

If he wasn't afraid that I would wake up, he would have taken care of me, right? He definitely wouldn't do anything to me.

"Gentle. Sorry, I love you, but I can't. I'm sorry, it's my fault. You hate me, right? I'm sorry."

I hugged myself and began to cry helplessly.

Tears fell onto the bed.

What I didn't notice was that there was a shadow moving behind the curtains.

When I woke up again, the fever was gone. I went to the window to pay the bill, and the nurse told me that someone had already paid the bill and was standing in the crowded hospital lobby. I looked around but didn't see anything I wanted to see.

Every step I took out of the hospital was extremely difficult for me. If I walked out today, I might not be able to slow down anymore.

Slow down and wish you all the best.