173 Kiss Back
Fu Xijing's eyes fell on her face and he stared at her for a long time without opening his mouth to drink water.
Song Yi didn't think there was anything wrong with her behavior at first, but after being stared at by Fu Xijing for a while, she felt uncomfortable all over.
She glanced at the bedside table: "I put -"
Song Yi had just said two words when Fu Xijing lowered his head to drink water, stopping her from doing anything further.
Fu Xijing was probably really thirsty, so he drank the whole cup in one breath.
Song Yi coordinated with his movements and raised the cup a little higher.
After finishing a glass of water, Song Yi put the cup on the table next to him.
She glanced at Fu Xijing's pants and asked, "Are you sure you don't want to change your clothes?"
The doctor said that he got sick after catching a cold, and wearing wet clothes would easily aggravate his condition.
Fu Xijing replied weakly: "No, I don't have the energy."
Song Yi: "Then I'll change it for you when Fu Xiao comes back."
When Fu Xijing heard her say this, his eyes dimmed a little.
But because he looked very haggard, Song Yi didn't notice anything.
"When the drip is almost finished, ring the bell to call the nurse." Song Yi pointed to the bell beside the bed, and after telling him this, he was ready to turn around and leave.
As soon as she turned around, she heard Fu Xijing ask her: "Did you send me to the hospital?"
Song Yi: "Your car is parked in the basement by the designated driver. The key is over there."
Fu Xijing: "Did I cause you any trouble?"
Song Yi frowned and looked back at Fu Xijing lying on the bed.
He was acting so abnormally today that she suspected he was delirious from a high fever for a few days...
If she heard correctly, Fu Xijing's words just now were very cautious.
"Sorry." Fu Xijing looked into her eyes again and apologized.
Song Yi: "...You should take a rest."
Maybe he really is confused due to the fever and is not awake yet.
Song Yi turned around and was about to leave, but Fu Xijing grabbed her hand and asked, "Can you stay a little longer?"
Song Yi: "Is there anything else I can help you with?"
"Can you stay and talk to me for a while?" Fu Xijing coughed twice, his voice growing weaker. "I'm alone and scared."
Song Yi: "...What?"
Did he just say "scared"?
She was able to hear these two words from his mouth in her lifetime. Could it be that she was also confused due to the fever.
Song Yi freed his hand, took a look at the IV bottle, and then sat down on the bed next to him.
She sent a WeChat message to Fu Xiao: [When will you be back? ]
Fu Xiao: [Not sure, what's wrong? ]
Song Yi: [Please find someone else to come over.]
Fu Xiao: [Ah? What did my second uncle do to you?]
Song Yi: [He said he was scared and needed someone to talk to. I have to go back.]
When Fu Xiao received this WeChat message, he laughed so hard that he slammed the window twice.
What a bullshit excuse! Only Fu Xijing could come up with it.
But the next moment, Fu Xiao replied to Song Yi seriously: [I can't contact anyone to go over there, please stay with him for a while.]
[I just remembered that I heard from my grandfather that my second uncle had an accident during an IV drip when he was a child. He might have been traumatized by it.]
Song Yi: [Is Miki's mother also not free? ]
Fu Xiao: [Why is she going? My second uncle is sick and seeing her will only make him feel worse!]
Song Yi: [……]
Fu Xiao: [Just stay with him for a few minutes and leave after the IV is finished. Thanks. I have to run some errands first. I won't say any more.]
After reading Fu Xiao's message, Song Yi did not reply.
She put down her phone and happened to meet Fu Xijing's eyes on the bed opposite.
Fu Xijing said: "If you have something to do, please leave first."
"I'll leave after you finish the IV." Song Yi said, "Go to sleep if you're tired. I'll play with my phone. It'll be quick."
Fu Xijing continued to stare at her without blinking.
Song Yi got up from the bed and walked over to the sofa and sat down.
Fu Xijing closed his eyes, and his other hand hung at his side, clenched into a fist.
Song Yi picked up his phone and opened a small game to pass the time. His eyes were fixed on the screen, but his mind was absent-minded. Fu Xijing's abnormal behavior was on his mind.
Fu Xijing must have been so sick that he had no energy left. He didn't say a word and just lay motionless on the bed.
Song Yi occasionally glanced over to make sure he had any vital signs.
The two of them spent more than two hours like this.
The liquid in the glass bottle finally ran out.
Song Yi called the nurse to remove the needle from Fu Xijing and prepared to leave.
As a result, another accident happened at this time.
"Sorry, sorry!" When Song Yi was packing up his things, he suddenly heard the nurse's panicked voice.
She immediately turned her head to observe the situation.
…The nurse didn’t control the situation well when removing the needle, and blood came back.
At this time, the back of Fu Xijing's hand was stained red with blood. The nurse pressed the needle hole for him, but the surrounding area was visibly swollen.
It is really inappropriate for a nurse from a private hospital like Muhe to make such a mistake.
Song Yi remembered that Muhe was invested by Fu Xijing, who was always very strict at work.
This nurse...
"It's okay, thank you for your hard work, you can go out." Song Yi just thought of this when he heard Fu Xijing's reply.
Not only did he not pursue responsibility, he also told the nurse that he was fine.
The nurse left with a grateful look on her face.
Song Yi felt something was wrong and couldn't help but look at Fu Xijing a few more times.
Fu Xijing looked much happier when he was sick.
Fu Xijing seemed not to notice her gaze. After the nurse left, he put on his shoes while holding the edge of the bed with one hand.
He stumbled to the bathroom.
When passing by Song Yi, Song Yi noticed that the back of his hand was swollen so badly that it hurt just to look at it.
Pop.
Fu Xijing went into the bathroom and closed the door.
Song Yi came to his senses and continued to pack his things.
She had just thrown the empty water bottle into the trash can when she heard a loud noise coming from the bathroom.
It sounded like someone falling.
Song Yi remembered Fu Xijing's staggering appearance and suddenly became alert: "What's wrong with you?"
After waiting for more than ten seconds, I finally heard his hoarse reply: "Nothing."
The three words seemed to be squeezed out from between teeth, accompanied by the sound of gasping for breath.
Who would believe me if I said it was nothing?
Song Yi didn't bother to call for help and just pushed the door open and walked in.
Sure enough, as soon as I opened the door, I saw Fu Xijing lying on the ground in a mess.
His swollen hand was still supporting the ground, and the small piece of gauze on it was already stained red with blood.
Song Yi frowned and quickly stepped forward to hold his arm.
"Your hands can't... well..."
Before she could finish a complete sentence, the man in front of her suddenly came up and blocked her lips forcefully.
A passionate kiss began.
Song Yi was almost defenseless and was suddenly kissed. She was stunned for a while.
Fu Xijing didn't kiss her for long and let go after just a dozen seconds.
He stared at her with red eyes, his voice still weak and hoarse, "Come back to me, okay."
"You have a fever." When Song Yi heard him say this, his eyes turned a little colder. It was already this late, and he was still thinking about this kind of thing.
"Don't stay with Biancheng." He said to himself.
Song Yi's heart sank, and he let go of him: "I'll find someone to handle it."
Without giving Fu Xijing a chance to refute, Song Yi left quickly.
She went outside to find someone from the nurse station, and the medical staff quickly came over and helped Fu Xijing to the bed and began to treat the injury on his hand.
Song Yi withdrew his gaze, took a deep breath, turned around and left with his bag.
Didn't even say hello to him.
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