Probably because it was too uncomfortable, his mouth murmured finely and uncomfortably from time to time.

His eyebrows were deeply frowned, and his face was sick and tired, giving him a very fragile feeling.

However, in spite of this, he can still give people a thrilling sense of stunning, intoxicating and addictive.

Song Qingchun's playing small is the beauty of the embryo. Song Cheng and Qin Yinan are also the dragons of people, so she has always been very critical of people.

At the beginning of high school, Su Zhinian who transferred to school robbed Qin Yinan and Song Cheng of the limelight. She was very unhappy about it and had always been unconvinced. She felt that Qin Yinan was the best-looking man in the world. But, when she really saw him, she still had to admit that he looked like this. It was indeed a kind of amazing beauty in the world!

Even later, when she was eighteen years old, she was taken away innocently by her. She hated him and blamed him, but when others talked about who was beautiful, she The bottom of my heart could not help but comment, not as beautiful as the one she had ever met.

Su Zhinian, who was seriously ill, seemed to be somewhat kind without the sense of remoteness that usually means thousands of miles away.

Song Qingchun couldn’t help but look at it for a while. At the end, she lost her whole body and started thinking wildly-no wonder there are so many girls like him. After all, he has such a brilliant face, just I don't know, what kind of girl can get into his eyes? However, he is too cold. He doesn’t know if he really gets married in the future, will the girl bear his temperament?

Song Qingchun didn't know how long she had been thinking in a mess. Suddenly she heard a whisper in her ear and suddenly called her back.

It was Su Zhinian's voice that was too soft, and she didn't hear clearly what he said.

But she realized what she had just thought about. It was really strange, what kind of woman was he looking for, and what was her business? Anyway, who she is with will not be with him.

Song Qingchun shook his head vigorously, shook away all the ideas that had just emerged in his mind, and then turned his head to look at the infusion bottle aside, and half of the bottle had been dripped.

Song Qingchun was bored around the bed. After about 20 minutes, the infusion bottle finally reached the bottom. She knelt beside the bed, pulled out the pillow as fast as the nurse taught, and held it with a cotton swab. After Su Zhinian's hand, he stayed for a while, waiting for the blood to stop, and touched a band-aid from the bedside table beside it.

Dr. Xia said before leaving, if he hadn't had a fever at three in the morning, he would continue to call him, so Song Qingchun reached out and touched Su Zhinian's forehead. He dragged a low stool and sat directly by the bed, preparing to lie down on the bed and rest for a while. After a while, he was confirmed that he had a fever before returning to his room.

Because of the uncomfortable sitting position, Song Qingchun had been unable to sleep soundly. He was so confused that he heard Su Zhinian muttering something quietly, and then the person woke up instantly, leaned into his ear, and carefully recognized two sentences. Only then did he vaguely understand that he was talking about "water", so he quickly got up and walked to the side to drink a glass, and then fed him some water with hazy consciousness.

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