When Shi Ran returned to her grandfather, he had already placed a dry towel on her head and gently wiped the rain off her body.
She looked at Song Sichen who was standing next to her. His hair was also wet and half of his shoulders were soaked.
Shi Ran reached out his hand to the face, and the fair skin was cold.
She covered Song Sichen's wet shoulders with her towel and asked, "Grandpa, do you have any more towels?"
Although grandpa was reluctant, he still asked someone to hand him a towel.
Shi Ran covered Song Sichen's head with another towel, wrapping him tightly. It was obvious that she was also wet and had not yet completely dried off.
"Why did you get caught in the rain?"
"It doesn't matter."
"Are you stupid?"
"no."
Shi Ran sighed.
I went to see Shi Ran's father first. He was lying on the hospital bed, seemingly asleep, and Shi Ran didn't disturb him.
"Go back first, there are people watching here." It was still raining heavily outside, and Grandpa ordered: "I have already made an agreement with Song Shichu's father that Song Sichen will stay at our Shi family today and go back early tomorrow morning."
"Grandpa, I want to stay here with Dad."
"Grandpa is here, you're still young, go back first. It's raining heavily outside, be careful."
"OK."
Shi Ran reluctantly left the ward.
As soon as they walked out, Song Sichen held Shi Ran's hand with his cold hand.
"Shi Ran, I will accompany you."
"Um."
Shi Ran nodded.
The two got into the car, and soon Shi Ran fell asleep leaning on Song Sichen's shoulder.
Song Sichen seemed tired too, leaning on Shi Ran and fell asleep.
When they returned to Shi's house, the teacher and Lin Yufei each carried one into the room.
The teenager was very heavy now, and Lin Yufei couldn't carry Shi Ran. She carried him upstairs and laid him on the bed, panting. A moment later, the teacher also carried Song Sichen into the room. Just as she was about to lay him on the bed, Lin Yufei stopped her.
"We're teenagers now, it's not good to sleep together."
"In my eyes, they were still children and didn't notice this problem."
The teacher watched Shi Ran grow up. In his eyes, Shi Ran was still like a little child, and he almost forgot that she was already thirteen years old.
Finally, Song Sichen was put on the bed in the next room.
The two stretched their backs and smiled with relief as they looked at the two children who had woken up because of the noise but continued to sleep.
the next day.
Shi Ran stayed with her father in the ward.
"Dad, you will be fine. Doctors nowadays are very good. Dad will be fine."
"Yeah." Shi Ran's father had a smile on his face. Although he knew his condition was not good, he still smiled and comforted Shi Ran, saying, "Dad will try his best to live for his precious daughter."
Shi Ran hugged his father and swore in his heart: [I will definitely change the ending! ]
Suddenly, the door of the ward was pushed open and Song Sichen walked in.
"Shi Ran, this is the porridge Auntie made. You said you could make porridge with trumpet creepers, so I brought it to you today." She placed the porridge on the table and opened a box filled with trumpet creeper petals. "These are the trumpet creepers that didn't fall after yesterday's rain. I washed them and brought them to you."
"I was just saying it casually."
Shi Ran was just saying it casually at that time, but she didn't expect Song Sichen to take it seriously.
"Don't you need it anymore?"
"No." Shi Ran quickly took it. When she touched his hand, she felt something was wrong. His hand was usually cold, but today it was unusually hot. She put the back of her hand on his forehead and tested it. "Song Sichen, you have a fever."
Song Sichen didn't say anything, just stared at Shi Ran.
"He must have had a fever from being caught in the rain yesterday. Come here, let's see a doctor right away." Shi Ran put the box in his hand on the table and pulled him outside. As he walked, he said to his father, "Dad, he has a fever. He's taken some medicine and will be back soon!"
Shi Ran's father smiled and waved his hand.
"Song Sichen, you're so old and you still can't take care of yourself?"
Shi Ran held his chin with both hands and looked at Song Sichen hanging the drip and said.
"are you angry?"
Song Sichen blinked his beautiful eyes and asked.
"No!"
"But you don't look happy."
"If you're sick, you have to take medicine."
Song Sichen took out some candy from his pocket slowly and said, "The candy Shi Ran gave me is fine. Just eat some candy and you'll be fine."
"fool."
Shi Ran sighed.
Even though he loves sweets so much, his teeth seem to be in good condition.
A few days later.
Shi Ran's father has been taking the medicine from Lin Yufei's laboratory, and there has indeed been some improvement. The porridge made with trumpet creeper that Song Sichen sent is also delicious, and his condition has stabilized a lot.
Shi Ran's father underwent a full-body examination. Dr. Zhao and other experts were also preparing a plan and even practiced the surgery all night.
After all, I have never performed this kind of surgery before, so I am more worried than anyone else.
Shi Ran's father was still comforting him, as if nothing had happened.
The day of surgery.
Shi Ran and Grandpa were outside the operating room.
Grandpa was as serious as usual, with a serious look on his wrinkled face and a pair of stern eyes, but now there was also a lot more worry in them.
Shi Ran was even more worried. She sat on a chair outside the operating room with her hands clenched tightly. She didn't know when it started raining outside again. The rain had been much more frequent in the past few days than usual.
The sound of rain seemed to be in a regular pattern, one after another, as if falling on the body, with a cold touch.
The sound of rain hitting the window and Shi Ran biting her nails mixed together.
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