Fast Transmigration: Save Him

Just out of the playground, Lu Xing suddenly stopped, behind Qing Jiu is still bow forward, directly hit his back.

His back was hard. Qing Jiu stepped back and rubbed his nose.

When Lu Xing turned around, there was no expression on his delicate face“ Song Qingjiu, that's enough. " His voice was a little hoarse with a heavy nasal sound.

Qing Jiu frowned, didn't even think about it. He directly covered his forehead with his hand.

Lu Xing raised her hand and patted it off.

Even if it was a short touch, Qing Jiu also felt amazing heat; He has a fever!

"You have a fever, what else are you going to do?" Qing nine reproaches a way, stretch out a hand to grasp his wrist, "go to a hospital."

"No!" When Lu Xing left her hand, he turned around and walked forward quickly.

[Ding] Lu Xingshi's favor - 1

No matter, even if you give me a hundred favor, I will send you to the hospital!

Qing nine teeth, ready to grasp his wrist, but he is directly backward.

"Hiss!" Qing Jiu was afraid that he would be hurt by his illness, so he had to serve as a human flesh cushion; Two people fall to the ground together, Qing Jiu holds his upper body.

Usually looks thin, did not expect to be quite heavy.

Qing nine single hand up his upper body, want to help Lu Xing up, spent a long time effort, also did not help up.

Just when she was sad, she saw Du Feng not far away.

"Mr. Du!" Qing Jiu yelled.

Du Feng follows the voice to come over and helps Qing Jiu to help Lu Xingshi up“ What's the matter? " He frowned.

"He has a fever. Please take him to the hospital for me." Qing Jiu put Lu Xingshi's arm on his shoulder.

Du Feng nodded.

hospital.

After taking the temperature, the doctor said that Lu Xing had pneumonia and needed three bottles of medicine to go.

Qing Jiu offered to stay here to take care of him.

Du Feng looked at the time. He had a class in the morning, so he had to leave first. By the way, he asked for a leave to help Lu Xing.

Qing Jiu enters the ward, sits on the chair beside the bed and looks at Lu Xing on the bed; Pale face, tight frown.

She wanted to help him cover the quilt, but accidentally touched his hand, cold.

Qing Jiu pursed her mouth and simply held Lu Xing's hand between her two hands. She bowed her head and breathed.

It should be warmer, right?

When only the last bottle of medicine was left, it was almost noon; Qing Jiu got up too early in the morning. Now she was a little sleepy. Her eyelids couldn't stop fighting.

Just a little sleep.

She held Lu Xing's hand, leaned against the bed and closed her eyes.

"Tut Tut, you see how considerate their girlfriends are. They haven't left for hours." The little nurse sighed in a low voice, helped Lu Xing pull out the needle, and then left.

When Lu Xing opened his eyes slowly, he felt his right hand warm; He saw that song Qingjiu's hand had been holding his hand.

The little nurse's words rang in her ears again.

Are you really guarding him all the time?

What is her purpose?

Is it to make a bigger situation and embarrass him?

Lu Xing closed his eyes and jerked out his hand; The warmth between the hands disappeared in an instant, and he didn't adapt to the sudden coolness.

Qing Jiu raised his head and rubbed his eyes. When he saw Lu Xing, he woke up and saw that the needle had been pulled out. He was relieved.

She was afraid that she would sleep too long. What if the nurse forgot to pull out the needle for him?

"How much is the medical fee?" Lu Xing felt that his voice was very dry. He subconsciously looked at the table beside the bed.

Qing Jiu quickly stood up, poured him a cup of warm water and handed it to him.

When Lu Xing took it over, he took a few drinks and said, "how much is the medical fee?"