Why is this male classmate sticking to me?

When Jiang Yulin rushed to the hospital, Lu Chanchan was already huddled in a chair and burned in a daze.

His whole face was bloodless white from under the skin, only his cheeks were hot blush due to the high fever, and even a slight red blood streak spread to the eye area, and his lips were like a dry desert.

Jiang Yulin tapped the half-dried tears on his face, and he suddenly woke up trembling.

Lu Chanchan's eyes were not focused, he blinked slowly, and after seeing Qing Jiang Yulin, tears fell down again.

Jiang Yulin panicked for a moment, and quickly put his palm on his chin, "What's the matter, are you feeling bad?"

Lu Chanchan didn't speak, and a series of broken teardrops fell into Jiang Yulin's hands.

He propped himself up and hugged Jiang Yulin's waist, buried his face in his waist, and the bottle began to shake with his sudden movement.

Jiang Yulin had no choice but to wrap his arms around Lu Chanchan's shoulders while gently supporting his infusion hand to prevent the needle from slipping.

Lu Chanchan was very thin, and when she hugged him and sobbed, her thin shoulders were like a leaf.

Jiang Yulin followed his back step by step, and asked him in a very soft voice: "What's wrong with you?"

Lu Chanchan's voice was completely hoarse, and he could hardly utter a sound. He opened his mouth and said in a breathy voice: "Everywhere..."

Jiang Yulin supported the back of his head with the heels of his palms, making him look up at him slightly, "Shall we go to the ward to rest?"

Lu Chanchan's eyes were red from crying, and his thin eyelids were all swollen. He shook his head, as if aggrieved: "There is no ward."

Jiang Yulin touched the ends of his eyes and said in a low voice, "Yes."

The ordinary beds in the hospital are tight, but the high-end VIP room is not. The doctor has never seen an ordinary patient running here just because of a fever.

Lu Chanchan had a fever all over her body, and after the infusion for a long time, not only did she not get better, but she let out an unconscious low | gasp as if it was even more uncomfortable. Jiang Yulin had to ring the bell several times to ask the doctor to come.

But no matter what, the doctor is very sure that it is just a common cold and fever, but the patient's physical condition is relatively poor, so the symptoms are more serious than ordinary people.

The fever-reducing medicine irritates the stomach and intestines, and the doctor will not increase the dose unless it is absolutely necessary, but seeing that Lu Chanchan's high fever shows no signs of subsiding at all, he can only cautiously change some medicine doses.

But even so, Lu Chanchan still vomited in the middle of the night.

He didn't eat much, and after spitting out a little, he couldn't stop retching, and the needle on the back of his hand also pierced the skin due to violent movements, and the blood flowed back.

He finally stopped vomiting, he was so uncomfortable that he couldn't lie down, the doctor came to re-insert the needle, he was so burned that he shrank back in a daze, Jiang Yulin could only hug him from behind, fixed his arm, so that The doctor pierced the pointed needle again into the back of his thin hand.

After tossing and tossing for a long time, the doctor and Jiang Yulin sweated a lot before finally putting the needle in.

After the doctor left, Jiang Yulin sat on the head of the bed, half-embraced Lu Chanchan in his arms, protected his stomach with one hand, and patted his side face with the other, comforting him in a low voice with absolute security: "No It hurts, it doesn't hurt..."

In a haze, Lu Chanchan seemed to have regained some consciousness. He glanced at Jiang Yulin with a distracted look, and then, as if he was in a lot of pain, he tightly grasped the material of Jiang Yulin's chest, biting his lower lip and groaning.

Jiang Yulin's arms suddenly tightened. He saw Lu Chanchan pursed his lips, as if he was about to cry again, and the beautiful dimples on his lips quietly emerged.

Jiang Yulin's whole heart seemed to be tormented over and over again.

After a long while, he collapsed and gently covered the dimples with his fingertips, restraining his trembling voice, as if begging: "Don't purse your lips, okay?"

Early the next morning, the doctor came to check the situation again, only to find that Jiang Yulin was still hugging the handsome boy in the same posture.

Jiang Yulin's clothes were wrinkled and crumpled, his eyes were bloodshot, and his eyes were also black and blue. He obviously hadn't slept all night and was in a terrible state of distress.

Could it be that we hugged each other all night?

The doctor coughed to hide the shock in his eyes, Lu Chanchan trembled slightly, and Jiang Yulin quickly patted him on the back to comfort him: "It's okay, you sleep."

Then he raised his head to look at the doctor and nodded politely. The doctor understood and walked lightly to the bedside to check on Lu Chanchan.

Although there is still some low-grade fever, it has subsided a lot, and it is no longer as uncomfortable as last night.

After the examination, the doctor patted Jiang Yulin on the shoulder and motioned him to come out.

Jiang Yulin carefully hugged Lu Chanchan and lay back on the bed, tucked up the quilt for him, and followed the doctor's footsteps to the door.

"It seems that I should be fine now," the doctor said. "After the fever subsides completely, I will observe it for a while, and I can be discharged from the hospital without recurrence."

"Thank you doctor." Jiang Yulin said gently.

"It's okay," the doctor said. "The patient should be born with a relatively weak constitution. The illness seems to be more serious than others, and the recovery will be slower."

He paused as he spoke, remembering Jiang Yulin frantically ringing the call bell with that boy in his arms in the middle of the night, took a deep look at him, and said, "But it's not a big problem, and you...don't worry too much."

Jiang Yulin looked back at the doctor with a frank look, "Okay."

Alas, that's all, the doctor looked away, "I'll go see other patients first, and call me if there's anything else."

Jiang Yulin nodded, "Thank you."

After the doctor left, Jiang Yulin stopped the nurse who came to change the dressing and said, "Don't worry, I need to go out for a while, can I trouble you to look after him for me?"

"Of course," the nurse smiled, "it's our duty to take care of patients."

"thank you very much."

After Jiang Yulin went out, the nurse sat on the small sofa and looked carefully at the boy who got up.

It's so beautiful, the nurse couldn't help but sigh.

Even though she was sick, she didn't become ugly and unsightly, on the contrary, she was more like a fragile kitten, no matter how she looked at it, she was pitiful.

She couldn't help but think that when he was healthy, he should be a very cute boy.

Jiang Yulin did not leave for a long time, so that when he came back, the nurse felt that he hadn't seen enough.

The nurse stood up reluctantly, looked at Jiang Yulin, but was stunned.

Although he only walked for a short while, he had already changed out of yesterday's crumpled clothes and replaced them with a T-shirt without a trace of wrinkles. His face was washed and his hair was even arranged.

Except for the bloodshot eyes, she couldn't see the embarrassment in the morning at all, and her energy and spirit didn't look like she hadn't slept all night.

He took an insulated bucket in his hand, and walked straight to the bed after entering the door. After seeing the person on the bed, he lowered his voice and asked the nurse: "Has he woke up?"

The nurse shook her head, "No, I just moved a bit, but I didn't wake up."

Jiang Yulin nodded, and said gently, "Thank you, I'll take care of you now, so I won't waste your time."

"No, no," the nurse waved her hands again and again, "You are too polite."

After she finished speaking, she didn't stay any longer, left the ward, and before closing the door, she saw the boy on the bed seemed to move, then stretched out her hand to hook Gou Jiang Yulin's fingertips, and whispered something.

Jiang Yulin bent down, touched his forehead, listened carefully, and responded softly with restraint: "Yes."

The nurse blinked, suppressed the strange feeling in her heart, and quietly closed the door tightly.