My mother, who was far away abroad, introduced me to a famous psychologist in Beijing.

The psychologist belongs to the hospital where Director Cheng works.

After one conversation with the psychologist, I happened to run into Dean Cheng and several managers who were doing a routine inspection in the corridor outside the door.

Xu Lizhi was of relatively high status, so the two sides exchanged brief polite greetings and had dealings with each other several times afterwards.

…

Dean Cheng knew that Xu Lizhi was an actor, so he pushed up the lens of his glasses and asked, "So Mr. Xu is filming a movie near here?"

The man with a cold temperament nodded slightly to show his agreement.

Then he looked at the medical staff following behind Dean Cheng and raised his eyebrows slightly, as if he was a little surprised to meet him at the door of Xuyang Hotel.

Dean Cheng explained briefly: "There is a patient here."

The assistant standing next to Xu Lizhi asked curiously, "Patient?"

He was slightly shocked.

What kind of patient is this? It takes such a big fuss.

It would also require the director of such a large hospital to come here in person, bringing a whole carload of medical staff.

At the same time, the assistant also spotted the car they were riding in.

It was not a regular white ambulance. There was no red cross symbol on the car, nor were there any warning lights installed on the roof.

It was an oversized business car with a very low-key color and style. Just looking from the outside, people who didn't know clearly would not know that all the people sitting inside were doctors.

"Mr. Xu, we are in a hurry here, so I'll excuse you first."

Dean Cheng obviously would not answer Assistant Xu Lizhi's question. He just smiled and gestured, which was enough to make everything clear. He was not in a position to reveal any information about the patient.

After saying goodbye politely, Dean Cheng did not delay any longer and walked towards Xuyangli with several medical staff.

A group of people, wearing the same white coat uniform, carrying white square boxes in their hands, their backs were in unison and they marched in a mighty manner, attracting the attention of many passers-by.

Xu Lizhi noticed that they were heading towards the elevator entrance of the presidential suite.

The man narrowed his silver-gray pupils slightly.

So that means a guest staying in the presidential suite fell ill.

After Xu Lizhi thought about it for a moment, he looked away without interest.

** A presidential suite on the top floor.

In the second bedroom, several exquisite hanging ceiling lights were turned on, and bright and warm light filled the entire room. The curtains next to the big bed close to the ground had very intricate and elegant patterns, and the bottom was inlaid with a row of transparent crystal beads.

On the big bed, the boy sat on the right side of the quilt, with two pillows placed behind him to prop up his upper body, and the dark gray quilt covered just below his chest.

Because of the high fever caused by catching a cold, his brain was swollen and aching, and a fine layer of hot sweat appeared on his cold forehead. His eyebrows were delicate, and his long raven-feather-like eyelashes covered his eyes. His black eyes were half-closed, and it was unknown where his gaze was focused.

The boy exuded a sense of coldness and fragility mixed with a hint of fatigue.

He just sat there quietly, allowing the male nurse to insert the needle of the IV into the back of his hand, and then put on the white tape used to fix the transparent medicine tube.

Outside the door.

Another male doctor was explaining Shi Yan's current condition to Sheng Yuan.

"The temperature is still quite high. After all, he was in the water for so long and didn't take care of it in time. In addition, the weather suddenly turned cold today."

"But don't worry, Miss Sheng. It's nothing serious. After three bottles of IV drip, the fever should be almost gone. It's best to sweat a lot, and the fever will go away faster."

Sheng Yuan nodded, indicating that she understood.

Then he turned to look at Dean Cheng and said in a gentle voice, "Thank you for taking the trouble to come here."

Hearing this, the elegant-looking man was frightened for a moment. How could he dare to take on such hard work? It was naturally not his turn to treat the patient. It was the doctor's job.

However, he had to come today.

"Miss Sheng, what are you talking about? These are just some of the things we should do."

"Our doctor will be waiting in the guest room downstairs tonight. If you have any questions, please feel free to contact us. There will also be a nurse to watch over the IV drip until it's finished, so you don't have to worry about it."

Sheng Yuan nodded, sent Dean Cheng and the doctor out, and then went to the second bedroom where Shi Yan was.

When the male nurse saw Sheng Yuan coming in, he stood up, nodded politely, made room, and went out to guard the living room. He would only come in to change the IV drip after the time was up.

The moment the girl came in, Shi Yan's black eyes, which had been focused on nothing, turned back and looked at her.

He looked at her quietly, but said nothing.

While making soup in the afternoon, Sheng Yuan had changed out of that outfit for convenience and put on a set of cotton casual clothes for indoor wear. It was clean white, and the cuffs were covered with a layer of lamb wool cloud pattern, which was very cute.

The hair is also fixed behind the head with a light-colored sponge headband, revealing the entire lively little face.

It makes her look slender and gentle.

Sheng Yuan sat down on the edge of the bed: "Shi Yan, get some more sleep. I'll stay here to watch over you."

"Guarding me?"

Shi Yan's black eyes moved, and his voice became a little hoarse and low.

Sheng Yuan nodded, hummed, and then lifted a corner of the quilt beside him, motioning him to lie down in the quilt.

Shi Yan looked at her for a while before moving his body.

His head was resting on the pillow and his whole body was wrapped in the quilt, with only his arm, which was receiving an IV drip, exposed.

The boy's palms had distinct joints and slender knuckles. The skin on the back of his hands was somewhat pale with slightly protruding light blue veins. The cold medicine flowed through the transparent tubes into the burning blood vessels.

Shi Yan lay down but did not close his eyes.

"Sheng Yuan, I can't sleep."

The girl was slightly stunned——

...can't sleep.

Ah, that’s right. I’ve slept for the entire afternoon. How can I feel sleepy now?

Sheng Yuan thought about it for a moment: "Then - do you want to watch TV for a while? I'll bring the iPad in?"

“No TV.”

"Listen to some music for a while? What kind of music do you like to listen to——"

“I don’t listen to music either.”

The young man answered slowly and seriously. Perhaps because of his illness, his delicate black eyes looking at her were brighter than usual, and looked even more beautiful and clean.

Not watching TV or listening to music, this really puzzled Sheng Yuan.

Finally, he whispered tentatively: "Well, let me tell you a story."

“…”

The young man stared at her for a long time, and said in a low and magnetic voice: "Sheng Yuan, are you treating me like a child?"

Sheng Yuan knew that she must not answer him now, yes.

So he smiled and pursed his lips, shaking his head righteously in denial: "No."

"Then go ahead."

"story."

(End of this chapter)