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Chapter 288 Another Thing He Hates

When Cen Qinghe didn't give Shang Shaocheng medicine, although he was uncomfortable, he could still drag her down on the bed.It's all right now, after her treatment, he is now a big girl who can't resist her shoulders and can't lift her hands, and will fall down when the wind blows.

Feeling weak, he could only let Cen Qinghe manipulate him.

Cen Qinghe helped him take the elevator downstairs. During the period, she looked at his face sideways, and seeing his pale face, she couldn't help frowning, and said softly: "I took so much medicine yesterday, and nothing happened. Why? Is it okay to come to your place?"

Shang Shaocheng was like this, and he didn't forget to give her a hard look, and replied in a deep voice: "I am delicate and expensive, can I compare with your rough skin and thick flesh?"

Cen Qinghe said blankly for a moment: "It seems to be all right."

As she said that, she deliberately withdrew her hand and stopped supporting him.

Shang Shaocheng felt it, so he immediately said: "If you take advantage of others' danger at this moment, then you are really not human."

Cen Qinghe replied with a snort: "I have rough skin and thick flesh. Those who don't know think you are talking about wild boars. Who am I?"

Shang Shaocheng blinked his eyelashes lightly, and replied in a low voice: "I am already like this, do you have a long-term heart, and you will die if you say a few words?"

Cen Qinghe said: "You are already like this, and your mouth is still so poisonous, it seems that you are not suffering to the end."

Shang Shaocheng looked at her sideways and asked, "Who did I become like this?"

Facing his handsome face that was so pale that it was almost weak, Cen Qinghe's eyes dodged for a moment. She was guilty in the end. She rolled her eyes and whispered, "Who told you to find me."

Shang Shaocheng looked at her sideways and said, "I just said that you are not that kind. You invited me to dinner. Just now I almost vomited out the meal from the day before yesterday."

Cen Qinghe raised his eyes and replied: "Oh, it's okay, I'm going to accompany you to the hospital, why are you like this, you still want to kidnap morally, can you be more generous?"

Shang Shaocheng had to gasp weakly before saying a word, paused for two seconds, and then replied in a deep voice: "You don't need to stand up and talk without back pain, if you have the guts, can you change it with me?"

Cen Qinghe nodded perfunctorily, and said, "Change, change, you go to the hospital for an injection later, and I will do it for you."

As soon as the injection was mentioned, Shang Shaocheng tensed up, his face became serious and ugly, and he asked aloud, "Do you want an injection?"

Seeing his expression, Cen Qinghe was belatedly reminded of his dizziness.

Resisting the urge to laugh, lest he say that she is a white-eyed wolf who has fallen into trouble, she just nodded seriously, and replied aloud: "You are already like this, and you are appointed to get an injection."

Shang Shaocheng's face suddenly darkened. At this moment, Cen Qinghe suspected that he would press her to death in an elevator with only two people in a fit of anger.

Fortunately, with a sound of 'ding', the elevator door opened.Cen Qinghe held his arm, and said hurriedly, "Hurry up, let's take a taxi to the hospital."

Shang Shaocheng had no energy, so she pulled him out of the elevator.At this time, it was past one past two in the middle of the night, and there was no one on the street except for the street lamps standing there.

There was a gust of cold wind, and the thin cashmere coat on Cen Qinghe's body was completely frozen as soon as she went out. She didn't make a sound, but raised her hand to close the windbreaker on Shang Shaocheng's body.

This windbreaker is a loose and casual style, and she is wearing it very big. After Shang Shaocheng put it on, she can barely hold the two sides of the skirt with one hand, and try to help him wrap it up to prevent the wind from entering.

Shang Shaocheng whispered: "I'm not cold, you can wear it."

Cen Qinghe said: "Stop rambling, and don't look at where I grew up. This little bit of wind can only give you a cold."

While talking, the two went down the steps and walked towards the side of the street. A taxi happened to come across and turned on its headlights towards them.

Cen Qinghe quickly waved, and the taxi stopped beside them. Cen Qinghe helped Shang Shaocheng open the passenger door and let him sit in.

She turned around and sat in the back seat. When the door closed, she said to the driver, "Master, go to the second doctor."

The driver turned to look at her and said, "Where? Second doctor?"

Cen Qinghe nodded, "Yes, it's just opposite the hospital, my friend is too uncomfortable to walk."

The driver looked resentful, thinking that the distance was approaching, but he didn't dare to say anything else, he just turned the steering wheel and drove towards the opposite side.

Cen Qinghe took out ten yuan from his bag and handed it over, saying, "You don't need to look for it."

Only then did the driver suppress the unhappiness in his heart, glanced sideways at Shang Shaocheng, and said, "What's the matter?"

Cen Qinghe said: "Cold and fever."

The driver said: "The morning and evening are the most likely to catch a cold these days. He wears too little, and it's only nine degrees outside tonight."

Cen Qinghe responded casually, keeping his eyes on Shang Shaocheng's ear. He hadn't said a word since he got in the car. If it wasn't particularly uncomfortable, he would definitely not be so listless.

You only need to cross a big road to walk, and you can arrive in the blink of an eye by taxi.Cen Qinghe got out of the car and helped Shang Shaocheng out, and the two walked into the hospital together.

The hospital is a special place where people will show up no matter what time it is. Cen Qinghe asked Shang Shaocheng to stand aside and wait. When she went to the night clinic to register, she met a group of young people, all of them dressed up beautifully, and their faces were melted. It's like singing on stage when following.

Two of them stood in front of the registration window, muttering, "Doctor, my friend drank too much alcohol, it seems that he is poisoned, where are we going now?"

After the person inside collected the money and issued the ticket, he said blankly, "Take the elevator to the third floor."

After they left, Cen Qinghe leaned over and said, "Hello, my friend has a fever and is vomiting. Where can we find the doctor on duty?"

"First floor, the second room on the right."

"Thank you."

After getting a thin piece of paper, Cen Qinghe turned around and trotted to Shang Shaocheng, supported him and said, "Let's go, the first floor."

Shang Shaocheng lowered his eyes slightly, and said in a low voice: "Just torment me."

Cen Qinghe said: "Shh, talk less, save your energy."

Shang Shaocheng wanted to stare at her, but found that he had more energy than he wanted, so he could only secretly scold her for being wicked in his heart, and asked her to be tortured like this when he was originally alone.

When the two came to the night clinic, Cen Qinghe knocked on the door and led Shang Shaocheng inside.

The male doctor on duty, who looked about forty years old, saw Cen Qinghe helping Shang Shaocheng in, and asked aloud, "What's wrong?"

Cen Qinghe said: "Show him, he may have caught a cold before, and he had a fever in the middle of the night. I took several medicines for him, and he said he vomited three times. You can see if the medicine is broken."

The male doctor took out his stethoscope and asked with a serious expression, "What medicine did you give him?"

Cen Qinghe reported his name, "They are all medicines for reducing fire and treating cold and fever. By the way, there are two anti-inflammatory medicines."

Shang Shaocheng sat on the chair to the left of the doctor. The doctor helped him diagnose and treat him, and said while listening, "Even a good person can't take so much medicine at one time."

Cen Qinghe replied in a low voice: "I also ate like this yesterday, and today is much better."

The doctor didn't look at Cen Qinghe, but said to Shang Shaocheng: "She gave you so much medicine, and you just took it? It's true that men and women in love are irrational at all. She wants your life, will you give it?"

Shang Shaocheng's face turned pale, his eyelids lifted, and he replied in a deep voice: "I knew she wanted my life, so I should have her first."

The male doctor smiled when he heard the words, took off his stethoscope, and said, "It seems that I haven't been dazzled by love yet."

He reached out and took the small silver slender box on the table. The lid was opened, and inside was a thermometer. After shaking it, he handed the thermometer to Shang Shaocheng, "Hold it."

Shang Shaocheng held it in his hand, but didn't move immediately. After two seconds of silence, he said aloud, "Cen Qinghe, help me untie my clothes."

Cen Qinghe's first reaction was to see the doctor's face, but seeing the doctor's face as usual, he misunderstood that they were a couple, so instead of seeing anything unusual, he looked at Cen Qinghe and said, "Hurry up and take your boyfriend's temperature , you girl is really careless enough, look at him as a disaster."

Cen Qinghe hesitated for a moment, and wanted to let Shang Shaocheng do it himself, but he looked like he was struggling to catch his breath; she wanted the doctor to help, so she made up the picture of the male doctor helping Shang Shaocheng unbutton...

Gudong swallowed her saliva, she pretended to be unintentional, stepped forward, and reached out to unbutton Shang Shaocheng's shirt on his chest.

She looked calm on the surface, but in fact, her heart was already turbulent.Even in nightmares, she would never imagine that one day she would put Shang Shaocheng's clothes on and unbutton them with her own hands. I'm afraid no one would believe her words.

Unbuttoning three buttons, Cen Qinghe took the thermometer and asked Shang Shaocheng, "Which side are you clipping?"

Shang Shaocheng replied in a low voice: "Whatever you want."

She stretched her hand holding the thermometer along the open skirt of his shirt, and inserted the thermometer under his left armpit.

It was inevitable that her hands would touch his skin, it was hot and wet, and there was a layer of cold sweat on her body.

When she took out her hand, she couldn't help turning her head and asked, "Doctor, is he okay?"

The doctor asked, "Are there any other symptoms besides vomiting?"

Shang Shaocheng replied in a low voice: "Headache, I'm bored."

The doctor nodded, and then said: "It's so cold, and you wear so little, it's hard not to catch a cold. There is no evidence of drug poisoning, it's because of good physical fitness, and the effect of the drug works in the stomach. He feels uncomfortable and will feel it instinctively." Vomiting. Wait a minute to see how your body temperature is, and I will prescribe you a shot of anti-inflammatory medicine first."

Hearing the word needle, Shang Shaocheng immediately looked up at the doctor, and asked in a deep voice, "Do you want an injection?"

The doctor said, "Of course, look at how you look."

Shang Shaocheng panted heavily, and immediately turned his head to stare at Cen Qinghe, Cen Qinghe hurriedly looked pitifully cowardly, and said: "I'm sorry, I was wrong..."

Shang Shaocheng pulled his face and said nothing, Cen Qinghe asked the doctor, "Is the nurse on duty tonight an official or an intern?"

Hearing this, the doctor looked up at Cen Qinghe with a hint of meaning in his eyes.

Cen Qinghe quickly explained, "I want to ask whether the needle is accurate and whether it hurts. He is very afraid of the injection and faints."

The doctor glanced at Shang Shaocheng, then raised the corners of his lips, and said with a half-smile: "Such a big man, is he afraid of injections?"

Shang Shaocheng was upset at first, and now he put all his anger on Cen Qinghe, staring at her fiercely, as if he wanted to eat people.

(End of this chapter)