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When the green light came on, Shen Zhao heard Song Ling's words, his fingers holding the steering wheel were slightly startled, his eyes were staring at the road outside the car window, and he felt in a daze for a moment.

The sound of a car horn honking suddenly came from behind the car, pulling back Shen Zhao's thoughts. She seemed to be flustered for a moment. She subconsciously stepped on the gas pedal and turned into the hospital without replying to Song Ling's words.

In the early morning and late at night, I hung up the emergency room.

Song Ling was burning hot all over her body, and her brain was also confused. Her eyesight was blurred. When she took her temperature, she found that she had a high fever of 39.8.

Very serious.

"How long has it been burning?" asked the doctor.

Standing next to Song Ling, Shen Zhao thought it was because his clothes were wet and blown last night, so he just said, "I'm not sure, maybe three or two hours."

"It's very serious. 39.8 can burn the brain into confusion. Hurry up and lower the temperature first."

The doctor immediately prescribed fever-reducing infusion, and even physical fever-reducing was used.

The infusion needle was pierced on the back of his hand. Shen Zhao was busy, registering for a while and then paying the bill. He went to the pharmacy to get the antipyretics and ran to the infusion hall. As soon as he walked in the door, he saw Song Ling sitting in the back row. On the bench, Shen Zhao stood there, holding a medical record card and a medicine bag in his hand, looking at the back not far away.

She was probably feeling very uncomfortable, she leaned her head on the chair and fell asleep.

Song Ling, who was sick, was no longer strong, nor was she as courageous and capable as before.Shen Zhao rarely saw Song Ling like this. In her memory, Song Ling never seemed to get sick, but at this moment, she suddenly felt that the person in front of her was just an ordinary person with flesh and blood.

There are times when she is sad and times when she is vulnerable.

Shen Zhao took a light breath and walked over there.

In the infusion hall late at night, there were still many people. At this moment, the surroundings were filled with the smell of disinfectant, which belonged to the weakness of the patients. Together with Shen Zhao's hard heart, at this moment, it seemed that it was beginning to thaw.

Walking to Song Ling and sitting down, seeing that her face was still flushed, Shen Zhao pursed his lips, but finally remained silent.

Song Ling opened her closed eyes slowly, saw the person beside her, and asked her softly, "Are you sleepy?"

After tossing and tossing for a whole night, Xu Shi was in a state of tension all the time, but Shen Zhao didn't feel sleepy at all. She didn't answer Song Ling's words, but said, "Go to sleep and take your temperature after the infusion is over."

Song Ling was confused, but said many rascal things that she didn't say when she was sober, "I'm afraid you will leave."

Shen Zhao pursed her lips, and her gaze fell on the back of her hand. It was so cold that even the pinholes were cold. Shen Zhao's heart softened, and she said lightly, "I won't go, you go to sleep."

As he spoke, he took off the scarf around her neck and covered her hands lightly, lest she catch a cold.

Following her movements, Song Ling's gaze also moved to her own hands, and she caught a glimpse of her slender fingers with distinct joints, like jade and green onions.

She looked up at her again and asked, "Can I rely on you?"

The conditions became more and more unreasonable, and Shen Zhao didn't want to accommodate any more, and said coldly, "No."

The request was rejected, Song Ling kept silent, her eyebrows were lowered and she did not speak. In the past, she was the only one who refused others, but now she is also rejected.But in this world, Shen Zhao is probably the only one who can refuse her.

Shen Zhao glanced sideways at her disappointed eyes, feeling a little guilty in his heart.

The one who was obviously wrong was Song Ling, but at this moment, it seemed that she had made some unforgivable mistake in rejecting Song Ling.

Song Ling closed her eyes and leaned on the chair outside. The chairs in the infusion hall were made of cold iron, alternating hot and cold, which made Song Ling shiver subconsciously.

Her head was getting heavy, she was actually very sleepy, and her headache was about to burst.

The body gradually fell down, and the head tilted heavily to the side. I don't know if it was intentional or not, but just leaned on Shen Zhao's shoulder impartially. Shen Zhao also closed his eyes and fell asleep, and was suddenly awakened by this movement.

She glanced sideways, and just about to speak, she caught a glimpse of her tightly closed eyes suddenly stopped, probably because of the fever, she fell into a deep sleep, her face was calm and expressionless, her long eyelashes curled up , the light shone from the top of the head, just reflecting a shadow, under the eyes, there was a tall nose bridge, and a pair of almost colorless lips were slightly closed, and Shen Zhao could even feel that the breath he exhaled was hot.

This face is beautiful, without any blemishes, and the proportions are just right. Anyone who looks at it will sigh, it is too unfair when Nuwa created humans.

This is the beauty appointed by the Creator.

Shen Zhao clenched her palms, and sticky sweat flooded from her palms. She thought that maybe Song Ling was not the only one who had a fever, and she should also ask the doctor to take her temperature at this moment.

Without pushing her away, Shen Zhao sat there, feeling the weight on his shoulders, and the clear breath mixed with the smell of disinfectant, seemed to sneak into the tip of his nose.Smelling this scent, Shen Zhao didn't find it pungent. She relaxed and felt drowsy at this moment. There was a noisy and delicate voice in her ears, but it made her feel the unprecedented peace of mind after returning to China.

After infusing two bottles of liquid, Song Ling's temperature slowly dropped. After a whole night of tossing, when she opened her eyes again, it was already dawn outside.

Shen Zhao frowned, resisted the numbness of his arms, looked up and saw that the infusion bag was about to bottom out, then looked down at the person on his shoulder, and saw that she was still asleep, she hesitated for a moment, thinking about how to put her wake.

After dawn, the number of people coming and going in the hospital gradually increased. Outside the infusion hall, Chi Zhoubai and his assistant Xiao Jingang came out of the outpatient clinic. When they looked up, they suddenly caught a glimpse of a figure in the hall. Chi Zhoubai stopped and stood there in a daze. His eyes fell on the two of them.

Xiao Jin next to her saw her stop, followed her gaze, and saw the two cuddling each other in the infusion hall not far away.

Xiao Jin subconsciously glanced at the people beside him, and softly shouted: "Sister..."

Chi Zhoubai withdrew his gaze, his eyes were dim, and said lightly, "Let's go."

Maybe it's just not reconciled, she thought it was inevitable, but in the end, she got nothing.

In the infusion hall, Shen Zhao moved his shoulders lightly, and Song Ling beside him gradually woke up. Seeing this, Shen Zhao took advantage of the situation and said, "It's about to end, I'll call someone."

Song Ling raised her head, seeing that she was about to leave, subconsciously called her: "A Zhao—"

Shen Zhao turned his head and saw that her eyes were sleepy, she was quite helpless, and said, "I'll call the nurse."

Song Ling stopped pestering her and waited for the nurse to pull out the needle for her, then measured her temperature, it was 36.8, and said: "It's already dropped, go back and have a good rest, replenish water and nutrition in time, pay attention to work and rest, don't Too tired."

Shen Zhao agreed one by one, and after the final conclusion, the two left the hospital together.

When they walked to the parking lot, Shen Zhao suddenly found a familiar license plate number. She raised her eyes and recognized Chi Zhoubai's car.

Seeing her in a daze, Song Ling asked her, "What's wrong?"

Shen Zhao lowered his eyes, this turmoil was ultimately because she brought her trouble.Withdrawing his gaze, Shen Zhao said indifferently: "It's nothing, let's go."

Walking to the side of the car, Shen Zhao realized that the medicine bag hadn't been taken off, so she said, "I'll go up and get it."

Song Ling hurriedly said, "I'm with you."

Shen Zhao: "No, I'll be back."

Before Song Ling could speak again, she saw that the person had already left.

She was actually afraid that she would disappear in front of her eyes, just like that day four years ago, when she clearly said she would come back, but she never came back.

Song Ling didn't get in the car, but stood beside the car, quietly waiting for someone to come back.

That mood is the same as back then.

Upstairs, Shen Zhao went straight to the infusion hall. She had just hung the medicine bag on the hook behind the chair. After Song Ling took the temperature, she forgot for a moment. He caught a glimpse of Chi Zhoubai standing downstairs.

Shen Zhao paused, stopped there, and did not move forward.

Chi Zhoubai followed Xiao Jin behind him, and said, "Sister, I heard outside the office door this morning that Yan Shulei seemed to be responsible for the photo."

When Shen Zhao heard Xiao Jin's words, she was stunned for a moment. Of course, she knew what Xiao Jin was referring to about the photo.

Chi Zhoubai was not surprised when he heard Xiao Jin's words, but asked lightly, "What did Sheng Zhi say?"

"I only said a few words, and it seems that the meaning is to keep quiet." Xiao Jin said.

Sheng Zhi's decision was within her expectation, she knew Song Ling didn't do it, if Song Ling four years ago, she might still be able to do it, but now Song Ling, if she wants to bring Shen Zhao back, Definitely not in this way.

She clearly knew why Shen Zhao hated her, so it was impossible for Songling to use any tricks against her.

As for Yan Shulei, she just wanted to see her jokes. She is also an artist of the same company, and Sheng Zhi would naturally not want to make a big deal out of it. The head will not give up. Now that she has achieved her goal, she will naturally not want to make any more troubles.

Since Song Ling took the blame, she will be let to the end.

According to Song's wrist, Song Ling could probably find out who did it, but Song Ling didn't tell Shen Zhao.In fact, Song Ling is not helping her, she is just repaying Shen Zhao's favor for the past four years.

She knew that Shen Zhao would hate her if she did this, but she still made it a scapegoat.

Chi Zhoubai didn't say anything, and walked forward with Xiao Jin.

Shen Zhao was still standing on the stairs in a daze, his mind was in chaos, he had no thoughts, only clearly understood that she had misunderstood Song Ling.

She thought that she would repeat the old tricks again, and would not give up until she achieved her goal, just like when she threatened her with his father's life at the beginning.It turned out that it was just to repay her favor...

I don't know how long she stayed in a daze before Shen Zhao remembered that Song Ling was still waiting for her in the parking lot.

Walking to the parking lot, Shen Zhao looked over from a distance and saw Song Ling standing alone in the wind waiting for her. The parking lot was coming and going, only the back was lonely, as if abandoned by the whole world, but only waiting for her .

I don't know what it's like, I just feel sore eyes.

When you hurt others, you always hurt yourself.

She sometimes wonders, don't be so persistent, and don't hurt each other like this, will she be happier?

Lifting his feet and walking over, Shen Zhao walked to the side of the car and said softly, "Get in the car."

Song Ling heard the voice, turned her head and saw her face, her heart finally fell, she slowly grinned and said, "Okay."

Open the door to get in the car, Shen Zhao is still driving, fasten the seat belt, step on the accelerator, and the car gallops away.