Sylvie and Her New Owner

In fact, such a particular case as Hill immediately aroused the vigilance of the relevant departments.In today's era of raging foreign viruses, it is no trivial matter to define a fever symptom that has never been seen in China and cannot even be detected by a hospital as a health and safety issue.

"Quarantine? No, I absolutely disagree!"

Sikong Ruoshui almost slapped the test sheet on the table, "I guarantee that my daughter's symptoms are not contagious."

"Out of selfishness? I don't deny it, but there is absolutely no need for isolation now!"

These people carry protective clothing with them and wish to live in a vacuum. Fortunately, it is not unreasonable. They finally decided to continue to observe Hill's symptoms and treat it as a common intractable disease for the time being.

However, this is just an inconsequential episode.

When people are afraid, they tend to think wildly.

In Si Kongqing's mind, a meeting was about to begin.

She couldn't help but guess about Hill's condition. Isn't a fool not going to get sick?Why did God punish her most cherished sister like this?If this is a dream, please... wake up soon.

She wished Hill would suddenly open her eyes and stretch, and tell everyone she just overslept.

Is Hill angry?Are you blaming yourself for not keeping your promise and blaming yourself for bullying her?If so, please scold yourself hard at least once, instead of just like this, not even giving her a chance to repent.

She stood there blankly, even if she knew that it would have no effect, she was unwilling to sit down.This is the only thing she can do now. It seems that she can't get the mercy of God by sitting. Hill is still suffering, how can she be in the mood to sit down?

Even time has become more difficult than ever.

How long has it been?A few 10 minutes, or a few hours?Si Kongqing didn't know, she was almost hallucinating when she stared at the light on the door.The door of the cold ward was closed tightly, and the next moment, the breathtaking red light sign suddenly turned, and Si Kongqing woke up suddenly, is it over?How is the result?

She unconsciously forgot to breathe.

The door was opened, but the team that came out was mighty-the nurse pushed the bed back and forth, and the doctor followed behind and looked at each other.On the bed, it was her Hill.Sikongqing felt that he was about to lose his breath, why hasn't Hill woke up yet?Treatment not working?

"How is she? How is she?"

She asked every doctor and nurse who passed in front of her, and even tried to catch them to question, but no one answered her.Si Kongqing's pupils reflected the silhouettes they walked silently, almost rushing forward to grab Hill back.

But she didn't dare, for fear of breaking Hill with a single touch.

She used to be fearless, but now Hill can completely let go of her pride and dignity if something is wrong.

Hill's bed was pushed into the elevator, and she wanted to keep up, but there was no place for her to stand in it.

The doctor couldn't stand her entanglement, sighed, and said that they did their best, the ICU ward could not provide more help, the patient's temperature did not continue to rise, and now they had to be transferred to a private ward for care.

For the first time, the old doctor in his life felt powerless against a fever. This is the director's daughter. Who doesn't want to make a contribution?But this symptom is almost beyond the scope of scientific explanation. If he had to define it, he would rather think it was a curse similar to witchcraft.

Sikongqing's face turned pale, what does it mean?

Even you guys gave up and let Hill resign?

She can't accept it.

There is no wind in the corridor, and the temperature of the air conditioner is suitable, but it is like a cold winter.The elevator door closed, and they took Hill away, as if going to another world.

"Qingqing, don't be afraid, Mom and Dad are here," Su Na held her in her arms, "Hill will be fine."

Sikongqing nodded numbly.

They walked through an intensive care unit, where the woman cried heartily.She couldn't help but look inside, the middle-aged woman was lying on the hospital bed crying, the man with shaved hair didn't respond on the bed, even the doctors and nurses withdrew - if the man on the bed could still be called a human being .

It's just life-and-death partings that are all too common in hospitals.

Sikongqing realized that they were tug-of-war with the god of death.

And she must not lose, even if her hands are blistered, bleeding and festering.

"Qingqing, don't look." Su Na covered her eyes and led her forward quickly.

In front of the private ward, Sikong Ruoshui had already stopped at the door.

Knowing that he was shameless, he wanted to smoke a cigarette, but remembered the rules of the hospital, and put his hands back into his pockets, the air solidified to the point where his lungs were about to gel.

He was afraid that his sworn guarantee would cause more harm to his daughter.

"How is Hill?"

Si Kongqing asked in a low voice.

The men in the industry are speechless by this question.

"The medical team in the United States can arrive at night..." He said with difficulty, not even knowing what he wanted to say.Do you want to commit, or do you want to escape?

Or, to cover up his incompetence.

"How is she?"

Sikongqing asked again, like a volcano suppressing its eruption.

The wife looked at him, as if she wanted him to give her daughter an optimistic answer, but... he had no confidence.

With his daughter's cleverness, he can immediately expose his lies.

Sikong Ruoshui turned sideways and gave way to the nurse who came out of the ward.Hill's condition is dangerous, and if the body temperature can't drop, burning the meninges is almost always the best outcome.And the worst result...

will die.

The girl who had just reunited with them on the Mid-Autumn Festival may have to leave completely after one night.

"...Go in and spend more time with your sister."

He can only answer in this way.

The windows of the ward were bright and clear, the near-noon glow filtered through the curtains, and the green and yellow leaves outside swayed in the wind and then fell.

Everything was like the girl in the bed, quiet, beautiful, and near the end of her life.

Si Kongqing's breakfast and lunch didn't move, she just wanted to stay here and stay together for a moment.

Hill looked in pain, his brows furrowed in a coma as if he was struggling with something.

And I can't do anything myself.From start to finish, she couldn't help at all.

Sikongqing held Hill's hand, hoping to feel a little vibration at some point, but he never waited.

She was really desperate.

Nothing was done, her world seemed to be confined to this room.Twelve hours have passed, and the full moon of the Mid-Autumn Festival is hanging high, but no matter how you look at it, it looks like irony.

In the afternoon, Hill was awake for a moment, which affected everyone's emotions, but he only said one word and quickly fell asleep like someone who was woken up in the middle of the night.

Hill said at the time, "Uncle..."

Sikong Ruoshui, who had been busy all day, hurried over, thinking that he was going to call himself, but Sikongqing realized that Hill wanted to say fries.

No one feeds all day and night, and the fries are probably starving.

"I'll call someone to feed him immediately, Hill, don't sleep, you..." Sikongqing stood up excitedly, but before he could finish speaking, Hill fell into a coma again.

Like a basin of cold water, it extinguished the fiery heart.

She sat back down beside the bed in despair, as embarrassed as a wild dog that was hit by a car and hid in a dark alley.

"Qingqing..." Su Na couldn't stand it any longer and wanted to help her daughter up, "Will you go to bed for a while? I'll guard Hill."

Sikongqing shook her head. She was afraid that she would fall asleep accidentally, so she didn't even dare to lie down.

She couldn't miss any of Hill's waking moments.

She is even more afraid that if Hill wakes up and can't see herself, will she feel better in her dream and never come back?

What will she do then?

"You haven't eaten for a day..." Su Na's eyes filled with distress, "What do you want to eat? Mom will buy it for you."

She continued to shake her head.

She wasn't even in the mood to find out her hunger.

Experts in the U.S. tried jet lag to diagnose, but still found nothing.

The night is long, but how much time is left for them?

Chapter 73: Getting Better

Si Kongqing had not slept all night.

She found that staying up late wasn't that difficult, and she didn't even feel sleepy while standing.But once you sit down, even if you just lie down for a while, your head will quickly become drowsy.

She pressed her sore eyes and wanted to hold Hill's hand, but it felt hard and cold to the touch. She was startled, raised her head, and there was actually a white bone lying on the bed.

She almost cried out - if not for the last moment of sobriety.

She actually fell asleep.

Her arms were reddened by her forehead, and she found herself lying beside the bed with a coat on her body, while Hill was still sleeping.

Behind her, Su Na poured water with a teacup in her hand.

"Why did you wake up?" Su Na handed her the water and said pitifully, "I only slept for less than 10 minutes."

"I don't want to sleep." Si Kongqing clenched his hand cup, stubborn and stubborn.

"I'm so sleepy and said I don't want to sleep." Su Na couldn't help but complain, "How can my body take it without eating?"

Hill still has glucose hanging, and the eldest daughter will probably burn protein if this continues.

"Do not bother me."

"Qingqing, mom will buy you some..."

"I said leave me alone!"

Sikongqing suddenly became furious, she growled low, like a broken string, she was anxious, she was confused, she was also very afraid, she had no intention to care about other messes, and resisted anyone trying to stop her The idea of ​​staying here—

Until she saw Suna's tearful eyes.

She suddenly realized her gaffe, and this was the first time in her life that she was furious and vented freely towards the person who loved her.

It's not a good feeling.

Only then did she know that her parents were no less worried about Hill than she was, but the constraints of their adult status prevented them from letting their emotions flow like their own.