"I'm sorry . " Song Qingchun gripped her fists tightly because the pain kept her thinking straight . She sucked in a breath surreptitiously before adding, "I understand what to do . I'll leave the hospital tomorrow . "
"Qingchun, thank you . " Auntie Su did not even have the courage to look Song Qingchun in the eyes anymore . She lowered her head and added, "I'm sorry . "
Song Qingchun on reflex wanted to say that it was okay . Her lips opened, but nothing came out . She moved her eyes away and uttered, "Auntie Su, if there's nothing else, I will return to the hospital . "
"Okay . "
The moment Auntie Su said that, Song Qingchun stood up . Before she left, she even went to the counter to pay for the pot of tea .
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Song Qingchun exited the hotel, walked across the zebra crossing, and entered the hospital, but her mind was elsewhere . She did not hurry to return to Su Zhinian's room but went to sit on the cold bench in the hospital garden . She sat there for a long time until her body shivered uncontrollably from the cold . She stood up slowly and headed back into the hospital building .
It was already 11 pm . Song Qingchun assumed that Su Zhinian would be asleep already, but when she pushed open the door, the man was sitting in bed, looking at the darkness through the window .
It was already 11 pm . Song Qingchun assumed that Su Zhinian would be asleep already, but when she pushed open the door, the man was sitting in bed, looking at the darkness through the window .
She paused for a moment at the door before walking in and closing the door softly behind her . She walked to the bedside to ask, "Why aren't you asleep yet?"
Su Zhinian turned to look at her but did not answer . After several seconds, he turned to look out the window again .
"Have you taken your medicine?" As Song Qingchun asked that, she picked up the medicine box from the table . She noticed there were still four pills in it, so she knew Su Zhinian had not had his medicine . She walked to grab a glass of warm water, placed it on the bedside table, counted the necessary number of pills, and passed them to Su Zhinian . "Here, take these and go to sleep . "
When Su Zhinian raised his hands to take the glass, Song Qingchun noticed that the needle wound on the back of his hand was bleeding . She frowned and commented, "Why didn't you press on the wound when you took out the needle? It's bleeding all over the place . "
When Su Zhinian raised his hands to take the glass, Song Qingchun noticed that the needle wound on the back of his hand was bleeding . She frowned and commented, "Why didn't you press on the wound when you took out the needle? It's bleeding all over the place . "
Su Zhinian still did not answer . He lowered his head, tossed the pills into his mouth, and swallowed them with a gulp of water .
Song Qingchun pulled open the drawer to take out some cotton balls . She grabbed Su Zhinian's hands and pressed on the wounds .
The bleeding gradually stopped . Song Qingchun dropped the blood-soaked cotton balls into the trashcan . Then she found an alcoholic towelette to wipe his hands clean . She moved the pillow underneath his back away and helped him get into a sleeping position . She helped him with the cover and turned off the lights in the room, adding, "Good night . "
Then she stood up to walk to the bathroom .
From the moment Song Qingchun walked into the room, Su Zhinian was like a doll, allowing Song Qingchun to do everything for him . However, just as Song Qingchun turned around, he suddenly reached out to grab her wrist .
Then she stood up to walk to the bathroom .
From the moment Song Qingchun walked into the room, Su Zhinian was like a doll, allowing Song Qingchun to do everything for him . However, just as Song Qingchun turned around, he suddenly reached out to grab her wrist .
Her body shivered . Before she turned to look at him, the man pulled, and she fell into the bed with him .
"Why is your body so cold?" As Su Zhinian said that, Song Qingchun felt she was pulled deeper into his embrace . His hug was tight and powerful like he was afraid she might suddenly leave his side . It caused her back some pain .
Song Qingchun's hands that were lying on her side shifted slightly before they too moved up to circle his back . She hugged him tightly in return .
The room was quiet, the man and the woman saying nothing .
Im sorry . Song Qingchun gripped her fists tightly because the pain kept her thinking straight . She sucked in a breath surreptitiously before adding, I understand what to do . Ill leave the hospital tomorrow . Qingchun, thank you . Auntie Su did not even have the courage to look Song Qingchun in the eyes anymore . She lowered her head and added, Im sorry . Song Qingchun on reflex wanted to say that it was okay . Her lips opened, but nothing came out . She moved her eyes away and uttered, Auntie Su, if theres nothing else, I will return to the hospital . Okay . The moment Auntie Su said that, Song Qingchun stood up . Before she left, she even went to the counter to pay for the pot of tea . … Song Qingchun exited the hotel, walked across the zebra crossing, and entered the hospital, but her mind was elsewhere . She did not hurry to return to Su Zhinians room but went to sit on the cold bench in the hospital garden . She sat there for a long time until her body shivered uncontrollably from the cold . She stood up slowly and headed back into the hospital building . It was already 11 pm . Song Qingchun assumed that Su Zhinian would be asleep already, but when she pushed open the door, the man was sitting in bed, looking at the darkness through the window . She paused for a moment at the door before walking in and closing the door softly behind her . She walked to the bedside to ask, Why arent you asleep yet? Su Zhinian turned to look at her but did not answer . After several seconds, he turned to look out the window again . Have you taken your medicine? As Song Qingchun asked that, she picked up the medicine box from the table . She noticed there were still four pills in it, so she knew Su Zhinian had not had his medicine . She walked to grab a glass of warm water, placed it on the bedside table, counted the necessary number of pills, and passed them to Su Zhinian . Here, take these and go to sleep . When Su Zhinian raised his hands to take the glass, Song Qingchun noticed that the needle wound on the back of his hand was bleeding . She frowned and commented, Why didnt you press on the wound when you took out the needle? Its bleeding all over the place . Su Zhinian still did not answer . He lowered his head, tossed the pills into his mouth, and swallowed them with a gulp of water . Song Qingchun pulled open the drawer to take out some cotton balls . She grabbed Su Zhinians hands and pressed on the wounds . The bleeding gradually stopped . Song Qingchun dropped the blood-soaked cotton balls into the trashcan . Then she found an alcoholic towelette to wipe his hands clean . She moved the pillow underneath his back away and helped him get into a sleeping position . She helped him with the cover and turned off the lights in the room, adding, Good night . Then she stood up to walk to the bathroom . From the moment Song Qingchun walked into the room, Su Zhinian was like a doll, allowing Song Qingchun to do everything for him . However, just as Song Qingchun turned around, he suddenly reached out to grab her wrist . Her body shivered . Before she turned to look at him, the man pulled, and she fell into the bed with him . Why is your body so cold? As Su Zhinian said that, Song Qingchun felt she was pulled deeper into his embrace . His hug was tight and powerful like he was afraid she might suddenly leave his side . It caused her back some pain . Song Qingchuns hands that were lying on her side shifted slightly before they too moved up to circle his back . She hugged him tightly in return . The room was quiet, the man and the woman saying nothing .