When Jiang Mingxin opened his eyes, he found himself lying on a hospital bed.
He had an IV in his hand, and several female comrades in military uniforms were sitting next to him.
"Yeah, you're awake?"
Seeing that she woke up, the female comrade closest to her hurriedly helped her up.
Jiang Mingxin frowned: "What's wrong with me? May I ask who you are..."
The female comrade smiled and replied, "We are from the rescue team. We heard that you fainted, so we came to check on you. Don't worry, you have dysentery, not malaria."
Hearing this, Jiang Mingxin suddenly breathed a sigh of relief.
"I'm glad it's not malaria. The water sources in the earthquake zone have been contaminated. No one should drink it."
The female comrade nodded and said, "Because you notified us promptly, Comrade Du Cheng quickly mobilized a truckload of mineral water. I heard it was donated free of charge by a small beverage company called Wahaha. The victims are very grateful."
Wahaha?
Jiang Mingxin couldn't help but feel shocked. She trusted this national brand.
But Wahaha had only been established for three years at that time. How could Du Cheng know about it?
It must have been Kong Xintang who told him.
"I've tried Wahaha, and the water is of excellent quality, absolutely fine. Thank you for visiting me. I'm fine now, so I won't disturb your work."
Seeing her politeness, the female comrade curled her lips slightly and said, "You're quite interesting. If this happened to someone else, they would definitely want us to stay a little longer. But you're so anxious to kick us out?"
Jiang Mingxin said frankly: "I just contributed my help, it's nothing compared to others."
As soon as these words came out, the other party looked at her with even more appreciation.
"Then let's take a picture as a souvenir."
The young female soldier behind the female comrade immediately took out a camera, guided the two to pose, and pressed the shutter.
"You should have a good rest."
She patted Jiang Mingxin's shoulder affectionately and left the ward with a group of people.
Jiang Mingxin didn't know who the other person was from beginning to end, nor did he care about such a question. He lifted the quilt, put on his clothes, and rushed to the intensive care unit.
Xing Haodong was leaning on the bed, eating with his lunch box.
Next to her, Nurse Qin was helping to organize the gifts.
Flowers, fruits, milk powder and malted milk are considered high-end gifts these days.
It seems that someone came to visit him too.
When Xing Haodong saw her, he immediately put down the spoon and frowned.
"Why are you here? If you're sick, why don't you just lie down in bed and rest? Why are you coming to my place?"
He couldn't fall asleep last night. The more he thought about it, the more uncomfortable he felt. He couldn't imagine what would happen if Jiang Mingxin was infected with malaria. On the one hand, he was angry at himself for not stopping her, and on the other hand, he was angry at Jiang Mingxin for not protecting herself.
I felt both distressed and uncomfortable. Seeing her running towards me without caring about her health, I couldn't help but scold her loudly.
Jiang Mingxin's strength had not yet recovered, and he was yelled at as soon as he entered the door. He couldn't help but be stunned.
She was already in a bad mood because of her illness, and she came here out of worry about him. But this man not only didn't care about her but got angry at her. What's more, Nurse Qin was still here. She felt so aggrieved that she suddenly felt so upset.
"You think I want to come? Well, you think I'm an eyesore, right? I'm leaving!"
Jiang Mingxin was still jealous from yesterday, and now she was angry, so naturally her words were unpleasant.
When Xing Haodong saw the redness in her eyes, he knew that she had misunderstood. He was so anxious that he tried to get up and accidentally pulled the wound, causing him to cry out in frustration.
Nurse Qin walked over and tried to support him, but he reflexively dodged.
"I'm fine, Nurse Qin, please go out first. I have something to talk to my partner!"
Nurse Qin glanced at Jiang Mingxin with dissatisfaction, and walked out of the door reluctantly, but stayed close to the wall.
Seeing him pulling at his wound, Jiang Mingxin hurried to the bedside and said, "Don't you know you're covered in wounds? Why are you moving around?"
"What about you? Aren't you feeling uncomfortable with dysentery? Why are you running around?"
"I'm just worried about you!"
"I'm worried about you, too."
Xing Haodong reached out and pulled Jiang Mingxin into his arms. Even though it would still hurt the wound, he didn't care anymore.
When he heard that Jiang Mingxin fainted last night, he was extremely worried. He wanted to go and see how she was, but he was forcibly persuaded by several nurses and pushed back to bed. He could only worry anxiously.
Later in the night, I heard that it was just dysentery, not malaria, and I felt relieved.
But I kept having nightmares and didn't sleep well at all.
He felt that he had implicated her, and his heart felt like a knot, and he felt extremely uncomfortable.
Jiang Mingxin listened to his rapid breathing, and the grievance in her heart subsided unconsciously. She wanted to say something, but was afraid that he would get excited again, so she could only let him hold her, not daring to move.
The two of them snuggled quietly for a while before Xing Haodong let her go and stroked her fingers instead, his eyes full of heartache.
"You, usually so smart, why are you so stupid this time?"
"With so many people digging, is it worth it for you to grab it with your hands?"
"If I really sacrificed myself, would you still..."
Jiang Mingxin slapped him on the mouth, his eyes instantly red, and his voice trembled violently: "Shut up! Xing Haodong, I'm warning you, what I said before was not a joke. You have two lives now, don't force me to beat you."
At this moment, Xing Haodong felt as if his heart was being strangled.
Covering her eyes with his hands, he said in a low voice, "I have my responsibilities and mission. You are different from me... There is no need to work so hard, and..."
Jiang Mingxin didn't let him continue.
"Don't try to be sentimental with me. I know who you are better than you do."
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