Quick Travel: After dressing up as a villain, he is bound to the childbirth system

Chapter 502: The Superior White Lotus x2 Young Master 56

Seeing a doctor in some foreign countries is different from that in China. Unless there is an emergency, you don’t need to go to the hospital at all. Instead, you make an appointment with your own family doctor.

If the condition requires in-depth examination, a physical examination order will be issued to a specialized physical examination or specialist institution for further diagnosis.

Various appointments are required during this period.

But when Xie Tong showed his black gold card, the hospital immediately provided unparalleled courtesy.

He was admitted to the intensive care unit.

Zhu Baishao bought a bouquet of flowers and stood in front of the hospital elevator. She knew that Yan Zhu was also in the hospital, so she called him first.

The number of elevators slowly dropped, and with a "ding" sound, she walked into the elevator with her skirt swaying, and Yan Zhu also answered the phone:

"Shao Bao'er, are you finally willing to get up?"

The tone was lazy and smiling.

Zhu Baishao said "hmm" and continued: "I heard from Wang Su that classmate Xie Cang had a high fever, so I bought a bouquet of flowers and came to visit. Which ward are you in?"

"Did you come here alone?"

Yan Zhu asked instead without answering.

Zhu Baishao took a look and saw Wang Su entering the lobby carrying a bag before the elevator door closed. He was going to park the car.

"Wang Su drove me here."

"Okay." Yan Zhu reported the ward number.

When she walked out of the elevator, she saw a man with a model-like figure leaning against the wall in the corridor, twirling his key ring with his fingers and glancing towards the elevator entrance from time to time.

When Zhu Baishao came over, Yan Zhu had already straightened up, his eyes falling on the pure white lilies, "Send me a gift? You haven't given me flowers yet."

Zhu Baishao wrinkled her nose, "You didn't give it to me either."

"Okay, okay, I owe you."

Yan Zhu raised his hand to hold her shoulders. Zhu Baishao noticed that the Crayon Shin-chan she gave him was hanging on the key ring on his fingertips, and deliberately teased, "Don't you think it's ugly?"

"It's ugly, but you gave it to me, so I'll use it for a while."

As he said that, he withdrew his arm that wanted to hug her, and instead pinched Crayon Shin-chan's butt behind her in front of her.

"It doesn't feel as good as yours."

Zhu Baishao glanced at him and was about to speak when there was another "ding" behind him and Wang Su came over.

The three people entered the ward together.

Xie Cang was lying on the bedside in a hospital gown, with his hands on the thin quilt for infusion. He seemed to have noticed the movement outside the door, heard the call Yan Zhu had answered before, and kept his eyes on the door.

Until the three of them came in, Xie Ting's eyes fell on Zhu Baishao, as if it were a deep sea, with turbulent undercurrents beneath the calm.

Xie Cang has cold fair skin, but now he has faint dark circles under his eyes, which makes him look paler, and his lip color is also very light. He is even a little dry due to the high fever, and there are faint flakes of dandruff. Not only do these not affect his image, but on the contrary It has more of a flavor of dividing the sick, weak and beauties.

"Brother Xie, is this your second infusion? Are you feeling better?"

Wang Su put his bag next to him and found a seat to sit down.

"Well, it's better."

Xie Cang's voice was as hoarse as if his vocal cords had been sandpapered.

Zhu Baishao nodded to Xie, then walked over and carried the vase on the bedside to the bathroom. When he came out, he was holding a vase of lilies.

She placed the flowers on the bedside and couldn't help but ask when she didn't see Yan Zhu in the room.

"It's Mr. Yan's call. Brother Yan went out to answer the phone."

As soon as Wang Su finished speaking, he suddenly noticed that Xie Cang's eyes had been fixed on him, cold and indifferent, with unclear meaning. A sudden chill ran down his back, and he instantly realized something.

"Well, if you have a fever, you should take more vitamins. I'll buy some fruit."

Wang Su felt a little sorry for Yan Zhu, but he didn't dare to offend Xie Cang. They were both brothers.

Moreover, nothing happened to these two people yesterday. Now Brother Yan is on the phone at the safe passage, so it is even less likely that anything will happen to them.

He slipped out quickly.

There were only two people left in the ward, Zhu Baishao and Xie Cang. One was pretending to arrange flowers, and the other knew that she was pretending to arrange flowers.

The air is a little quiet.

Xie Ting leaned on the bedside, turning his head and looking at Zhu Baishao quietly, his eyes were particularly gentle.

Zhu Baishao's ears felt a little hot when he looked at her, and she hesitated a little, but she still turned around and looked at him, "Are you okay?"

"No, it's very uncomfortable."

Xie Cang's dark pupils just stared at her, as if he had a lot to say.

"Then I'll call a doctor for you..."

Zhu Baishao's long eyelashes flickered twice, and she turned around to go out. However, Xie Cang suddenly straightened up from the bed and grabbed her thin white wrist with the bruised hand that was not on the intravenous drip, "Shaoxiao." .”

The familiar title seemed to bring Zhu Baishao back to the confusion and infatuation of yesterday afternoon. Her cheeks turned red and she lowered her eyes, not daring to look at him.

But her eyes caught a glimpse of the bruises on his hands, and a hint of distress appeared on her face. It was fleeting, but it was still captured by someone who cared.

"I feel terrible……"

Xie's Adam's apple rolled, the light and shadow in his eyes were mottled, and his fine black hair hung smoothly between his eyebrows, creating a rather pitiful shadow.

He said: "...Shao Shao, can you hurt me?"

The man was so attractive that Zhu Baishao couldn't help but pursed his lips.

Xie Cang's eyes were focused and affectionate. He slowly raised Zhu Baishao's hand and took her palm through the broken hair in front of his forehead to touch his still hot forehead.

When her fingertips had the intention of shrinking, Xie Tong took the initiative to rub her hand, like a well-behaved and obedient large dog.

Zhu Bai Shao had no reason to be soft-hearted.

She tested the temperature and was shocked, "So hot?!"

"doctor……"

"it does not matter."

"It's okay? Your fever hasn't gone away even though you were given IV drips..."

There was an arm's length between the two of them, and a faint scent came from her body. The tip of Xie Ting's nose moved slightly, as if he was dreaming about yesterday. His Adam's apple rolled up and down, and his body quietly moved closer to the little girl. Some.

Being close to the person you like is enough to make people happy.

Listening to Zhu Baishao's worried thoughts, Xie Cang no longer cared about his persistent high fever.

He gently twitched the corners of his mouth, revealing a very haggard and very bright smile, "Even if it happens again, I will still make the same choice as yesterday."

Zhu Baishao suddenly fell silent. She looked at Xie Cang with eyes that were a little confused but also a little touched.

"You clearly know what I am like..."

"I love you."

"I am an orphan, I am disabled, I..."

"I love you."

Zhu Baishao opened her mouth, as if she never dared to imagine that someone would still be full of love for her after knowing her dark side.

Xie Cang moved Zhu Baishao's hand from his forehead to his chest, pressing it on the position where his heart was beating. But as if this was not enough, he stretched his arms, ran his big hands through her long hair, controlled the back of her head, and pulled her His head was also brought to his chest.

"Listen, it only dances so happily when it meets you."

"Every time my heart beats faster, it's all because of you."