Chapter 201

The car drove to Changhai Hospital, sent the fire to the emergency room, dragged it and hung it up, and it was already past nine o'clock in the evening when it was sent to the ward.

There was no sign of the rain falling. The metasequoia outside the window was swaying in the wind and rain, wailing loudly.

Xiaohuo lay on the hospital bed, and his face gradually returned to a little warm tone.

The doctor had just checked the room and told Shabi that she was fine, but because of respiratory distress, this disease is very likely to recur. Once it occurs, it will cause difficulty in breathing, which is very dangerous. Shabi took a heavy breath before calming down.

The ward was very quiet, and the patient in the next bed was resting. Shabby thought of something and whispered to Xiao Mu's mouth. The two walked out of the ward. The ward was at the top of the corridor. Facing east, there was a huge window. The rain hit the window glass and smashed into a misty mist. In a vague way, you could see the restless treetops outside the window, as if the whole world was in turmoil.

Hungry?Shabby asked.

Xiao Mu shook his head, forgot all of his busy schedule, and he had no feeling of wanting to eat.

Now you talk about what to do.

Don’t you know Xiaohuo’s home?Is there anyone in her family?

No, how can she meet her family?There is also Xiaohuo, I know her. She has never made people know what she is doing outside.Isn't it scary to death if my family suddenly comes.

Xiao Mu looked at Shabi strangely, then you will take care of her here.

Then what do you think you should do?Shaby's eyes shy away.

Listening to the sound of wind and rain outside, the two of them were speechless for a moment.

The pale lights in the corridor shine on the deep corridor.Xiao Mu looked back at the pale corridor and said without saying a word: Look at this hospital, it seems to be quite familiar.

Have you been to Ah before?Shabby also looked along his gaze.

No.Maybe the hospitals are the same.

Xiao Mu's eyes stayed on her face with a sticky look, as if she was identifying something. Shaby immediately realized the intention in her eyes and felt a little clear in her heart.

She remembered that when they lived in Changning District, Xiao Mu sent her to the hospital at night. In Xiao Mu's words, it was obvious that it was referring to the incident in the hospital.

That time, it was for yourself, this time, it was for another woman, but the men around him were consistent.

Thinking of this, Shabi felt a faint warmth filled his heart, and couldn't help but lean on Xiao Mu. This kind of intimate hint of a woman would always get a response from a man.

At this moment, they felt a memory from the past, and for a moment they couldn't help but be surrounded by a kind of tenderness and sweetness.

Xiao Mu stretched out her arms around Shaby's shoulders, and stroked her plump arms through her skirt sleeves that were as thin as a cicada.

Shabi fell softly and weakly on Xiao Mu's shoulders, just like the weak branches outside the window, looking for a strong support.

They forgot the cold and pale time in the hospital, and felt that the time together was the most pleasant.

Suddenly, Shabi shivered, and Xiao Mu hugged her tighter in his arms and asked: Is it cold?

Shaby shook her head.

Xiao Mu said: I don’t know how Xiaohuo is.

A word reminded Shabi, and she suddenly raised her head and said: I almost forgot.

She smiled apologetically at Xiao Mu. She was a little addicted to this short and intimate contact, and forgot that they were here to take care of a patient.

Through the glass of the ward door, Xiaohuo was breathing evenly. Shabi pushed the door and leaned over Xiaohuo.

Xiaohuo opened his eyes slightly, his mouth slightly raised, as if expressing a little smile.

Shabby leaned forward, holding Xiaohuo's hands in both hands, sweating on it, not as cold as ice as it was at the beginning.

Shabby asked: Is it a little better?

Xiaohuo nodded, his lips moved slightly, but Shabi didn't hear it clearly, so he leaned his ears forward and said lightly: What do you want?

Xiaohuo was making a slight sound with difficulty, Sister Shabi... Thank you... you.

Shaby felt Xiaohuo's hand gently pinch her hand, and then quietly interrupted her, don't think so much.Keep your body well.

After pausing for a moment, he asked again: Do you want to call your parents to come.

Don't... don't tell them... Xiaohuo's eyes were wide open, showing a look of horror, holding the hand in Shabi's palm, hurriedly holding something, please...

Then should I tell anyone?

A blank expression flashed in Xiaohuo's eyes, and his eyes floated like a rootless floating tent, and he sighed softly.

Shabby understood what she meant, and said: Don't worry, I will take care of you.

A clear tears flowed down Xiaohuo's eyes, and Shabby felt his nose sour. Women's tears were like contagious viruses, which were very contagious, and sometimes even for the sake of contagion.

Xiao Mu stood aside and saw that these two women were so sympathetic, and he really didn't believe his eyes.

He once witnessed two people facing each other with a strong desire to stop fighting.

The feeling of life and death between women seems to be born from birth.

However, because of this, if there is a harmonious relationship between two women, it is the most beautiful scenery.

Xiao Mu felt that he was understanding Shabi step by step. This woman was vulgar and shallow in his mind, but with more contact, he found that Shabi had many cute things.

He felt that he should help Shabi do something, and his mentality was obviously standing next to Shabi.

From his love for Shabby, he put himself in his shoes and thought of Xiaohuo's love. With this flash of thought, a clue was born in his heart.