My iceberg smiled

Chapter 1289
In the middle of the night, Zhuo Qiu's condition gradually improved, and he no longer trembled like before.

Maybe it was because his body got the heat source, which finally made him feel a little comfortable, and he subconsciously leaned against the heat source.

When Anan saw Zhuo Qiu approaching, he didn't refuse, but instead stretched out his hand to tuck him in the quilt, and continued to lie on the side hugging him.

The two of them seemed to have never been so close, Zhuo Qiu's face turned to his side, facing this handsome face, he was very emotional for a moment.

"Stick to it……"

"You bastard, you can't die."

"In Longjing, you still have a father to support you."

"If you die, I won't help you do those things..."

"So, you must hold on, you hear me?"

Anan didn't know if the other party could hear him, so he just talked here alone, whispering softly in Zhuo Qiu's ear.

The other party will naturally not give any response.

Zhuo Qiu, who had been injected with a strong sedative, was sleeping peacefully at this moment, and the restless factor in the blood seemed to calm down only when he was lethargic.

Such a calm Zhuo Qiu seemed to be no different from his usual self, which gave Anan the illusion for a moment that the other party had simply fallen asleep and nothing had happened.

It may be that Zhuo Qiu really didn't get sick again all night, and Anan fell asleep unknowingly while lying beside him.

Because the people around him were too familiar, they were people he would never take precautions against. After being exhausted for so many days, he went through a day and night of exhaustion, and finally fell asleep.

When he regained consciousness again, he was awakened by a violent coughing sound.

The next second after hearing the cough, there was a burst of warmth from the back of Anan's hand, accompanied by a trace of bloody smell.

Sure enough, Zhuo Qiu was coughing up blood again, and he couldn't stop coughing.

Anan originally wrapped his arms around the other party, but the other party suddenly coughed up blood when he fell asleep on his back, and it directly stained his hands, and the quilt was not spared.

"Zhuo Qiu!" Anan couldn't help calling the other person's name in panic.

However, Zhuo Qiu is still delirious now, he can't hear Anan's words at all, he just keeps coughing, the sound seems to cough up his lungs.

The situation in the ward was immediately noticed by the medical staff, and the door was pushed open.

Fang Ci hurriedly took out a small syringe, "Help me hold him down."

Anan and several other medical staff followed suit and immobilized Zhuo Qiu's trembling body due to coughing.

Fang Ci stuck the syringe directly into his vein, and the liquid in the syringe was pushed to the bottom.

Then he took out two yellow pills from his pocket and forcibly fed them to Zhuo Qiu.

Although the process of swallowing the medicine may be painful, there is nothing he can do. This is an emergency treatment plan.

Sure enough, the medicine still has a certain effect.

Ten minutes later, Zhuo Qiu never coughed up blood, and his body gradually calmed down.

Anan looked at the mess all over the other party's body, and felt a pain in his heart.

"I'm going to get a basin of hot water, Doctor Fang, take care of him for me for a while."

Fang Ci nodded and did not walk away.

He didn't sleep all night, and he was racing against time to study this drug.

For the time being, there are only these emergency treatment plans that he can research, but this cannot cure Zhuo Qiu's condition, it can only temporarily relieve his pain of coughing up blood.

When the other party wakes up again, there will still be a tendency to masochistic. This is the biggest sticking point, and it is also a problem that Fang Ci cannot overcome in a short time.

(End of this chapter)