Cen Yue still looked extremely weak, unable to even stand steadily, and was still trying to support himself while stumbling out.
When I looked up, I saw Song Yiyi.
He was stunned for a moment, then quickly walked over and pulled her into his arms, hugging her tightly.
Cen Yue seemed to be unable to hold on any longer.
He buried his face in Song Yiyi's shoulder.
The breath was hot and scorching.
Song Yiyi felt a sudden surge of sadness for no reason, as if her heart was being pinched by an invisible hand, making her breathless.
"What are you doing up?"
Song Yiyi's throat choked with sobs. "Don't you know you have a high fever?"
A deep hug.
She did not struggle, but raised her hand to touch Cen Yue's hand, which was cold.
Upon hearing this, Cen Yue let go of Song Yiyi, with a look of confusion in his eyes.
"I thought... you were gone again."
His voice was slightly hoarse, and he stared at Song Yiyi's face without blinking, as if he wanted to see something from it.
Song Yiyi had a calm expression as she pulled Cen Yue towards the bedside.
"Lie down."
As soon as she opened her mouth.
Cen Yue did as he was told.
Song Yiyi called a doctor and gave him an injection.
The two officers looked calm, but the military doctor was absent-minded and almost inserted the needle incorrectly.
Song Yiyi picked up the cup on the ground, washed it with a mop, and then found a mop to clean the water stains on the ground.
Finish this.
She found a basin, filled it with warm water, wet the handkerchief, and began to wipe the dirt off Cen Yue's hands bit by bit.
No matter what she did, Cen Yue's eyes followed her closely.
It's like a child who has received a precious gift and is afraid that it will disappear in the blink of an eye.
Song Yiyi put her hand on Cen Yue's forehead.
It's still very hot.
"I'm not sleeping anywhere, just go to sleep."
Song Yiyi said in a soft voice, "I'm..."
Before she could finish her words, Cen Yue reached out and pulled her into his arms.
Song Yiyi didn't move.
She was afraid of touching the needle again.
A soft sigh was heard in her ear, and Cen Yue's breath sank into her chest, his warm palm pressed against her thin back.
"I won't ask anymore."
He said in a hoarse voice, "If you don't want to know, I won't ask."
Every word was spoken with great care.
The skin was scorching hot, and Song Yiyi's eyes were hot, but her thoughts were still a mess.
A long time passed.
The breathing sounds by her ears gradually became softer, and Song Yiyi finally stood up with the help of her numb arms.
Cen Yue had fallen asleep.
He slept uneasily, his handsome eyebrows were tightly furrowed, and his long eyelashes trembled slightly.
Song Yiyi sorted out her thoughts bit by bit.
According to the existing information, it should be the mountain flood that saved Cen Yue's life when the original owner was fifteen years old.
Cen Yue is willing to marry her.
It's for the sake of kindness.
Song Yiyi recalled the scene when she first met Cen Yue in the compound.
The original owner hit her head that day and she accidentally came through.
This is also the clinic.
Cen Yue came over and asked her and Cen Bowen to go to the office together.
No wonder Cen Yue rubbed the scar on his hand intentionally or unintentionally at that time!
He came here for 'Song Yiyi' from the beginning!
Song Yiyi felt like she was falling into an icy cave.
So when Kang Ying jumped off the building, he deliberately tried to stop her?!
That night, Gu Cheng seemed to be hesitant to speak.
Cen Yue also knew what he wanted to say, so he came to stop him?!
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