Chase me and be responsible for me

The voice of the female singer in the bar was slightly hoarse, and she sang a song that she didn't know when to cut, with an inexplicable feeling of sadness.

Zhou Ze stood where she was, her legs seemed to weigh a thousand pounds. She wanted to move forward, but she couldn't.

Under the dim light, Ruan Qiang's expression was softer than she had ever seen before. That kind of attachment cannot be cultivated overnight.

The sense of loss rose like a tide, and she didn't even have a chance to catch her breath.

Therefore, she has become someone else's backup option.

"Sister, why don't you come over?" Ruan Qiang raised his head suddenly, saw Zhou Ze standing where he was, and asked curiously.

Sanity came back because of this sentence.

Ruan Qiang is still sick, so if there is anything to do, go to the hospital first.

"It's okay." Zhou Ze reluctantly twitched the corners of his mouth to hide the obscurity in his heart, "Let's go to the hospital."

"Yeah." Ruan Qiang nodded obediently, obediently holding his keychain in his hand.

Zhou Ze withdrew his gaze and tried his best to look normal, "Let's go."

Because it was already autumn, the street scene flashed by the window, Zhou stared ahead, with the corners of his mouth drawn into a straight line.

Ruan Qiang, who was sitting in the co-pilot, was very obedient, his eyes were wide open, his index finger was firmly around the keychain, and he didn't even let go of his hand.

Maybe it was because the car was too quiet, but Zhou was worried that Ruan Qiang would feel uncomfortable, so he comforted him: "It's almost here, Xiao Ruan, if you feel uncomfortable, just say it."

As soon as the words were finished, Ruan Qiang said aggrievedly, "Sister, why don't you call me Ruan Ruan?"

Zhou Ze was stunned for a moment, "You like this title very much?"

"My sister has always called me Ruanruan." After being drunk, Ruan Qiang was very honest, almost asking and saying a word.

Zhou remembers that he started calling her this name on a whim when he saw her sitting there so obediently tonight.

She had never been called that name before.

The person in the co-pilot had lost his mind, and complained to himself, "Sister, I have been waiting for you for many years. Look at what you gave me, and I have never lost it."

As she said that, she held up the bunch of key chains, her eyes were shining brightly, "Is it exactly the same as the one you gave me back then?"

Zhou Ze forced a smile and followed the sound of the key to look over.

In the dark carriage, the blue Doraemon is ringed on an iron ring, and the two keys make a crisp sound when they are fastened together.

It's pleasing to the ear, but also stinging.

"Xiao Ruan, I didn't give this to you." Zhou Ze withdrew his gaze and said in a calm tone.

"Sister, you call me Ruanruan, okay?" Ruan Qiang held the keychain in his hand again.

There was a red light at the intersection, there were several cars ahead, the red numbers decreased above the traffic light, and there happened to be two people facing each other on the zebra crossing.

Zhou Ze stopped the car steadily, looked ahead, and refused, "I still like to call you Xiao Ruan."

How could the drunkard reason with her, still acting coquettishly without giving up.

The red light has started to flash, and the person who just passed the sidewalk has reached the other side of the road.

The car in front had already started to move, Zhou Ze held the steering wheel and said stubbornly, "Xiao Ruan, be obedient."

When Ruan Qiang was sober, he was aware of current affairs, and this good quality continued after he was drunk.

Hearing that Zhou Ze's tone was not right, she sat in the passenger seat and sulked.

When they arrived at the hospital, Zhou Ze took Ruan Qiang directly to the emergency room.

There were not many people in the emergency room and it was very quiet. A young nurse was sitting there looking at the case in hand.

Zhou Ze supported Ruan Qiang, lowered his hat with one hand and asked, "Hello, I want to ask—"

Before she finished speaking, the female nurse immediately raised her head, and the excitement in her voice couldn't be hidden, "Zhou Ze!"

Her tone was a direct affirmative sentence. When Zhou Ze had a headache, he still put his hand to his lips and said with a hiss, "Keep your voice down."

The nurse immediately covered her mouth, looked to the side, and found that no one was looking over, she breathed a sigh of relief, "Ah Ze, what's wrong with you?"

Zhou pointed to Ruan Qiang beside him, and said, "She has a fever."

Seeing Ruan Qiang, the nurse immediately showed a clear expression and said, "There are chairs over there, you sit and wait, I'll call Dr. Meng for you."

Zhou Ze nodded, the corners of his mouth curled up in a standard arc and said, "Thank you."

The female nurse immediately covered her mouth, her heart visibly elated.

Zhou Ze was no longer surprised, and supported Ruan Qiang to sit on the bench opposite the nurse's station.

The nurse's station is quiet and the environment is clean and tidy. At the other end of the corridor is the light from the hall.

Ruan Qiang may have been tired, his eyes were half-closed, but his head was already resting on Zhou Ze's shoulder.

Zhou Ze lowered her shoulders to make Zhou Ze's pillow more comfortable. She looked at Ruan Qiang's flickering eyes, and said softly, "I'll sleep later, let the doctor come and see."

Ruan Qiang closed his eyes and hummed with a long tune.

The doctor came quickly, and Zhou listened to the footsteps coming from the corridor and looked over.

She is a female doctor, wearing a white coat, wearing thin-rimmed glasses on the bridge of her nose, her hair is pulled up and hangs loosely on the back of her neck, and the sideburns on both sides of her cheeks hang down naturally. She is tall and thin, with ears Disposable masks are hanging on.

"Doctor Meng, this is the patient." Although the female nurse couldn't hide her surprise, the doctor was in front of her, and she was still trying to suppress it.

"Hmm." The female doctor lifted her eyelids lightly, and when she looked at Zhou Ze, she asked calmly, "What's wrong with her?"

"She has a fever." Zhou Ze's tone was a little anxious.

"Temperature?" the female doctor said to the nurse beside her.

The nurse was stunned for a moment, then shook her head, "Sorry, Dr. Meng, I forgot."

"Be careful next time."

The female doctor's tone didn't change at all, her voice was very flat, without reprimand at all, but like a kind of calm and breezy exhortation.

"Okay." The nurse stuck out her tongue playfully in a place she couldn't see, and quickly went to the nurse's station to get the thermometer.

While measuring the temperature, the female doctor sat next to Zhou Ze in a different position. Her mask was not removed, and she couldn't see her expression clearly, but her eyes were focused on the phone.

She has an indifferent and quiet temperament on her body, which is different from Ruan Qiang's, but she is born with the feeling that nothing can attract her.

About 10 minutes later, the female doctor put away her mobile phone and stood in front of Zhou Ze, "Thermometer."

Her words were very short, Zhou Ze didn't react, and let out a dull ah.

"I'll check the temperature." The female doctor didn't feel irritable, and still explained with few words.

Ruan Qiang was still falling asleep, Zhou Ze said yes, then took out the thermometer and handed it over.

The female doctor looked at the thermometer and said: "I have a fever, I will issue a bill, you take her for a checkup."

Zhou Ze nodded and hummed.

After working for about an hour, the two sat in the infusion room.

Zhou Ze glanced at the sleeping man, his eyelashes were thick and thin, and when they fell below them, they cast a shadow, very quiet, like a doll.It may be a little cold, and the sleeping people subconsciously want to curl up together.

Zhou Ze immediately went to the nurse's station and asked for a blanket. When he was about to leave, he was stopped by the little nurse.

The little nurse was very young, and she first showed that she was a die-hard fan of Zhou Ze, and then asked why she brought Ruan Qiang here.

Zhou Ze was holding the blanket in her hands, and her palms felt soft. She was already familiar with this kind of gossiping eyes, but this time, for some reason, she said half-truthfully, "Little sister, no one is here!" Take care, easy."

The gossip in the little nurse's eyes immediately went out, and she let out a cry.

After returning, Zhou Ze covered the sleeping man with a blanket, took another look at the salt water, there was probably half a bottle in it, and sat down with peace of mind.

Nothing to do, thinking about Ruan Qiang's words today, a little restless for a while.

She diverted her gaze and took the slip issued by the doctor just now, and looked at a series of "ghost-drawing symbols"-like characters on it, all of which she didn't recognize, only the signed name in the lower right corner could be read clearly.

Meng Qingge.

The handwriting is slightly connected, the font is thin and long, not fancy at all, and it looks good.

Zhou Ze couldn't help but think of the other party's attitude today, and let out a light snort.

Hasn't anyone complained about it like this?

Zhou Ze didn't close his eyes for half the night, staring at the salt water seriously, and when a bottle ran out, he called the nurse to come over and change it.

Around midnight, the salt water finally ran out.

Zhou Ze woke up Ruan Qiang, looked at her dazed eyes and said, "Go home, go back to sleep."

Ruan Qiang was already sober from the wine, and her head was spinning, while Zhou on the side helped her press the tape to stop the bleeding, and a slight tingling sensation woke her up.

She first glanced at Zhou Ze, and then her eyes brightened, "Sister, why are you here?"

"I'll take you to see a doctor." For some reason, Zhou Ze felt unwell when he heard Ruan Qiang calling his sister again.

"Hmph, don't you ignore me?" Ruan Qiang said angrily.

"You're sick." Zhou Ze lightly pulled the corner of his mouth, trying to make his voice sound normal, "We'll talk about it when you get better."

"Sister, what's wrong with you?" Ruan Qiang sensed that something was wrong with Zhou Ze, thinking that he was too much.

Zhou Ze shook his head and said softly, "It's okay, we'll talk about it when you recover from illness."

After she finished speaking, she smiled lightly, but her heart was as astringent as if she had taken a bite of a green apple.

what to do?Still reluctant.

Zhou Ze was a bit stubborn and forced himself. Since he said on the phone a few days ago that he would wait until Ruan Qiang recovered from her illness, let's wait until she recovers.

When the two of them went back, it was already late, and they hurriedly took a shower, while Zhou Ze stared at Ruan Qiang, drank the medicine, and lay down on the bed.

Ruan Qiang just got on the bed because of the medicine, so he hugged Zhou Ze tightly, put his chin on the top of her head, and closed his eyes.

Zhou Ze's face was buried in Ruan Qiang's chest, his eyes opened wider and wider, and he didn't feel sleepy at all.

For a long time, she didn't know if Ruan Qiang fell asleep, and she stubbornly wanted an answer, "Xiao Ruan, who gave you that fat blue man?"

The author has something to say: It's almost sweet, it's almost sweet, the essence of this article is still a small sweet article.

In addition, Dr. Meng is the protagonist of this article! ! !