Chapter 52 Fever in the Middle of the Night
Shi Qing nodded gently in his arms, dragging out a long nasal sound and acting coquettishly: "Hmm..."
Sheng Han's free, warm big hand covered her lower abdomen, and through her pajamas and hot water bottle, he gently rubbed her with just the right amount of force.
The warmth from the palm of my hand seemed to have magical power, dispelling the annoying pain bit by bit.
Shi Qing hummed twice in comfort.
Sheng Han lowered his head and left a gentle kiss on the forehead.
"Go to sleep, I'll stay with you."
Shi Qing, who had not slept enough to begin with, soon fell into a sweet dream in his deep and magnetic voice and warm embrace.
Sheng Han was awakened by the heat source beside him.
He opened his eyes blearily and at first thought there was something wrong with the air conditioning system.
Later I realized that it wasn’t the air conditioner that was the problem, it was Shi Qing!
Sheng Han sat up suddenly and turned on the light.
Under the light, Shi Qing's little face was as red as a ripe apple, and her brows were tightly furrowed.
She curled up into a small ball, unconsciously letting out a few uncomfortable groans, and she looked extremely uncomfortable.
"Qingqing?" Sheng Han tentatively stretched out his hand and gently placed the back of his hand on her forehead.
It’s too hot!
He immediately got out of bed, found a thermometer from the medicine box, and carefully placed it under her armpit.
The few minutes of waiting felt like a century.
He pulled out the thermometer and saw 39.5°C!
Why is it burning so badly?
Sheng Han's mind went blank.
It's all his fault. He should have noticed something was wrong with her sooner.
Sheng Han made a quick decision and decided to send Shi Qing to the hospital.
First, he went to Shi Qing's room to find her clothes, and then he gently half-supported and half-hugged her to wake her up.
"Qingqing, wake up, we have to go to the hospital." His voice was hoarse because of extreme worry.
Shi Qing was shaken awake by him while she was drowsy, and her feverish eyes struggled to open a crack.
What she saw was Sheng Han's handsome face full of anxiety. She didn't even have the strength to speak, but instinctively reached out to him.
Sheng Han's heart softened. He quickly and gently helped her change her clothes, then picked her up and hurried out.
The hotel corridor was empty in the early morning, but to be on the safe side, Sheng Han still took the dedicated passage.
Shi Qing was placed safely behind the passenger seat.
I quickly started the car and followed the navigation to rush towards the nearest hospital.
The night was dark, and even Jincheng, which was bustling during the day, had returned to peace.
The journey was smooth and unobstructed.
After being sent to the emergency room, there was another chaotic examination.
The doctor's final diagnosis was that the patient was too frightened and overworked for several days, which led to a sharp drop in the body's immunity and caused an acute high fever.
Sheng Han finally breathed a sigh of relief.
Because she needed intravenous drip, Shi Qing was arranged into a quiet single room.
Shi Qing grabbed Sheng Han's hand and looked at the nurse who came to give her the injection with some fear.
Because it contains anti-inflammatory ingredients, it hurts when the needle is inserted, and it hurts even more when the cold liquid slowly flows into the blood vessels through the infusion tube.
Shi Qing glanced at her pricked hand, which already had some bruises.
Not just a pout.
Sheng Han carefully covered her with a blanket and coaxed her gently, "Be good, your fever will go away after the infusion."
Shi Qing felt like Sheng Han was coaxing a child, but she enjoyed it very much.
Out of sight, out of mind, and no longer obsessed with staring at the hand receiving the IV.
He turned his head towards Sheng Han.
After a while, perhaps due to the effect of the medicine, my eyelids closed heavily again.
Sheng Han took out his cell phone and sent a message to his assistant Li Zhe, briefly explaining the situation and asking him to ask for leave from the crew.
Continue to look at Shi Qing quietly.
Under the light, her profile was soft and her long eyelashes cast a peaceful shadow under her eyes.
His brows were still slightly furrowed, as if he was still in pain.
Sheng Han felt extremely distressed.
The whole room was very quiet and the only sound I could hear was the air conditioner running.
Sheng Han didn't know how long he had been sitting there, and the fatigue of the past few days came over him like a tide.
His eyelids became heavier and heavier, and finally he could not resist the sleepiness. He held Shi Qing's hand and fell asleep in a very uncomfortable position.
Sheng Han was awakened by the slight sound of a door opening.
He opened his eyes suddenly, and his neck was slightly painful because he had maintained the same posture for too long.
It was already bright outside and the cicadas were chirping non-stop.
He subconsciously looked at the bed, Shi Qing was still sleeping soundly.
Then he looked towards the door.
The whole person froze instantly.
Standing at the door was a middle-aged lady with an intellectual temperament and a somewhat serious expression.
She was wearing a well-cut beige dress and carrying a thermos in her hand. She was walking in carefully, lightly stepping on her feet.
That familiar and majestic face belongs to Shi Qing's mother, Li Manqing, a math teacher at Anluo No. 1 High School.
"Mr. Li...Mr. Li!"
Sheng Han was shocked and stood up suddenly out of instinctive fear of the teacher.
As a result, because he moved too hastily, the chair legs rubbed against the ground, making a harsh sound, which made him frown in annoyance.
Li Manqing was obviously also startled by him, but she quickly reacted. She quickly raised a finger to her lips and made a "hush" gesture to him, indicating that he should speak in a low voice because Shi Qing was still resting.
She walked closer and gently placed the thermos on the bedside table. Her eyes stayed on his and his daughter's clasped hands for a second, then looked away as if nothing had happened.
His voice was very low: "Xiaohan, I saw Qingqing's trending search online, and I was worried, so I came to see her."
Her voice was gentle, but her eyes were scrutinizing and probing.
"Teacher Li, you... you still remember me?" Sheng Han was flattered and his ears felt hot unconsciously.
Hearing this, Li Manqing smiled gently: "No matter who I forget, I will never forget you."
How could she forget?
Sheng Han himself has a good family background and is also good-looking.
When he first turned around, it is no exaggeration to say that he attracted the attention of all the girls in the school. Every day after class, you could see many girls standing at the classroom door, leaning on the windows to look at him.
In fact, he didn't do anything harmful like fighting in school. He just didn't like studying, slept in class, didn't do his homework, and handed in blank papers on exams.
However, it is also a headache for Anluo No. 1 High School, which has always had a high admission rate.
What's more, his grandfather took great pains to transfer him to this school just to let him be influenced and learn something, but he still did his own thing, as if he wanted to use this rebellious way to fight against the whole world.
Li Manqing had also heard about some things in the child's family and felt it was a pity.
Despite such great talent, his character was distorted by family changes, and in the end, he was the one who was delayed.
But no one expected that in the second semester of his senior year, this unruly boy, for some unknown reason, seemed to have become a different person and suddenly began to work hard.
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