Acting like a baby in Xueba's arms after rebirth

Chapter 186 Hospital
heart problems...

Song Chiqing looked at He Xiuping in disbelief, his wide-open eyes were full of shock and doubts at her words, he felt his heart beat suddenly and violently several times, and his breathing became short of breath.

Seeing this, He Xiuping also knew that she couldn't accept it for a while, so she patted her head to comfort her.

"What about now?" Song Chiqing grabbed He Xiuping's hand nervously and asked, "Did Brother Yan return to China because he had already recovered?"

She thought about all kinds of weird reasons why he went abroad, but she never thought about his physical condition for half a second, and what she didn't expect was that it was precisely this reason.

"It's much better." He Xiuping said, "Your aunt said that he returned to China when he was almost healed, but the doctors abroad said that there would still be signs of relapse. They originally did not support his return to China, but they couldn't get rid of his persistence." .”

He insisted on going back to China, and no one said it would work.

relapse……

She took a breath, and unconsciously recalled that time they went on a trip together in her mind. Before he said anything, he went to play with her on the roller coaster, the big pendulum, and even on the bottomless valley with her. Cross the glass bridge.

How can you play such an exciting game with a heart problem?Even if she is cured, even if her condition is stable, she can't follow her around so unscrupulously. If something happens, she will never forgive herself in her life.

She was scared, and a thin layer of cold sweat broke out on her back.

"Qingqing doesn't have to worry too much." He Xiuping saw that she was so frightened that her face turned pale, and she didn't dare to say anything to aggravate her anxiety. That’s it, just add more maintenance in the future.”

"Um……"

He must be cured.

Today is the third day of winter vacation.

After returning from the music banquet yesterday and hearing He Xiuping talk about Ji Shiyan's previous illness, she was so worried that she had a low-grade fever in the middle of the night, and Song Wenrong sent her to the hospital for emergency treatment overnight.

She was given a bottle and took medicine, but luckily she was almost fine when she woke up.

But the Spring Festival is approaching, there are many taboos when you are sick, and you will not be able to play smoothly, so even if she thinks that she is fine, Song Wenrong is still worried and insists on taking her to the hospital again.

In the early morning, she wanted to sleep in. She sighed, got up to wash up, and resigned herself to her fate after breakfast and followed Song Wenrong.

When passing by the door of Ji Shiyan's house, she subconsciously looked sideways, his house was closed, tightly closed, as usual, but for a moment, she felt that it seemed much more lonely.

Just like Ji Shiyan.

Seeing her suddenly stop and look at the locked door, Song Wenrong felt helpless, "You can go to Shiyan when you come back from the hospital, don't worry about it."

Song Chiqing looked away and got into the car.

When she arrived at the hospital, she got out of the car first, planning to go for a review by herself, and then asked Song Wenrong to find a place to park, which could save a little time, not to mention that she was already an adult, and she didn't need her parents to follow her closely.

Being independent is a good thing, Song Wenrong was relieved, so he let her go, and only told her to remember to call when encountering problems.

Song Chiqing was surrounded by deep fatherly love.

But she felt that she wouldn't be so nervous if she had a fever.She sighed helplessly in her heart, thinking while walking into the hospital, she was still too delicate and childish in front of her parents.

She doesn't look like an adult at all.

She was going straight to the fever clinic, but halfway there, she suddenly saw a familiar tall figure from the corner of her eye, and she subconsciously stopped in her tracks.

She never expected to see Ji Shiyan here.

Involuntarily linked to what happened yesterday in her mind, she became even more nervous when she saw that he was admitted to the cardiology department, and she didn't dare to go directly to ask about the situation, so she could only move over in a sneaky way, sticking to the wall, standing upright. eavesdropping.

Fortunately, there are fewer people in the hospital now, otherwise she would have been taken away as a thief.

But across the wall, she couldn't hear anything.

From the beginning to the end, she didn't even understand a sentence completely and clearly, but she heard him clearly when he thanked the doctor. Knowing that he was coming out soon, she hurriedly tiptoed again. Hid in the corner.

Sure enough, he came out of the cardiology department in less than a minute, holding several medical records in his hand, his back seemed to be crushed by them a lot, Song Chiqing looked at his back as he left, eyes sour.

He's really like the closed door at his house.

Although this description is very strange, it is also very true. Like that door, he refuses to let in no matter what bad things happen, because he knows that there are his relatives and friends inside. Will be worried and uncomfortable.

He foolishly assumed a lot of things, things they didn't know.

After a long time, with more things on his back, he will naturally become more depressed. No wonder his figure always gives people a feeling of loneliness. Many people in No. [-] Middle School describe him like this. At first, they thought it was because they didn't like talking to him. character related.

Only now did I know that his responsibility was too heavy.

It was because his thoughts were too deep.

Just looking at the back of him leaving alone, she couldn't help crying.If her courage could be more abundant, she would have thrown herself on his back right now, wrapped her arms around his waist tightly, and told him firmly.

——Qingqing will always be with Shiyan.

If this time period was pushed back to a few days ago, then her courage must have been a little bit more, but now, her courage has been taken over by frustration and guilt.

She didn't dare to rush over to hug him like that no matter what.

After just a moment of thought, he had already walked out of the hospital gate. She loosened her clenched fists, adjusted her breathing, and strode into the clinic with the three big words Cardiology Department hanging outside the door.

The old doctor looked up at her, pointed to the chair in front of her to signal her to sit down, and pushed the glasses on the bridge of her nose, "What's wrong?"

She hesitated, but her eyes were extremely determined, "Doctor, hello, I want to ask the boy who came to you for consultation just now, how is he doing now?"

The old doctor looked at her suspiciously, and then said slowly, "The patient's condition is not revealed to outsiders." This is a doctor's self-cultivation.

She also understood, but she really wanted to know urgently, so she lied.

"He is my elder brother. I saw him sneaking into the hospital today. I followed him because I was really worried. Doctor, please do me a favor and talk to me."

(End of this chapter)