Huo Jinbei treated the wound on his own in the dressing room of the hospital, and chatted with his colleagues in the dressing room for a few more words. When he returned to the ward, Qianxing, who was originally lying on the bed, was gone.

The needle that was originally inserted in her hand was hanging empty-handed on the edge of the bed, and only the potion kept falling down the needle.

"Your girlfriend suddenly pulled out the needle and ran out!" Before he could ask what the people around him were, someone had already responded to him, "I looked in a hurry, and I don't know what's wrong. We can't stop her even if we want to..."

"Yes, yes, she seems very angry and anxious. We thought she was looking for you..."

"Did she not find you? Didn't you see her?"

Huo Jinbei slowly shook his head, his eyes fell on the needle again, and his eyes slightly condensed.

There was still blood on the needle, and fresh blood was stained on the quilt next to it, which shows that Qianxing was indeed in a hurry at that time.

But she would never have gone to find him.

With her temperament, even if she wants to find him, she will wait for him to come back slowly at most and will not be in a hurry to be like this.

Then what did she do?

Huo Jinbei turned around and walked out of the ward, looked at the corridors at both ends, and soon noticed the blood that fell on the ground.

Not far ahead, the cleaning lady was mopping the floor.

Huo Jinbei quickly stepped forward and asked the direction of the blood on the ground.

The aunt pointed to the stairwell and said, "I dragged it from the stairwell. I don't know if it is downstairs. Anyway, I'll clean this floor for the time being."

After hearing this, Huo Jinbei turned around and walked towards the stairwell.

When I opened the door of the stairwell, the corridor was very quiet. After all, most people were up and down from the elevator, and few people would walk on the stairs.

This is the eighth floor. Huo Jinbei walked down the stairs for several floors, and sure enough, he saw blood dripping on the ground along the way.

When he was down to the third floor, Huo Jinbei finally saw Qianxing.

She was wearing only her pajamas and sat on the stairs. The stairwell was quiet and empty, and the figure she sat there motionlessly looked particularly cold and lonely.

Huo Jinbei walked down and took off his coat.

Walking to Qianxing, he put his coat on her, then picked up the hand where she had the infusion needle inserted and looked at it.

Her hands were cold, and the originally bleeding wound gradually condensed because the temperature was too low, and no further bleeding continued.

But even so, a considerable piece of blood had dripped off her feet.

Huo Jinbei took her cold hands into his palms, and then asked softly: "What's wrong?"

Qianxing sat without moving, nor looked at him.

She just kept staring at somewhere, her eyes a little confused, a little gloomy, and a little...despair.

All are not good emotions.

But Huo Jinbei had no way of knowing where these emotions came from.

He tried to reach out and stroke her face, but as soon as his hand touched the skin on her face, Qianxing suddenly subconsciously avoided it, and then looked at him with an extremely disgusting and disgusting look.

Huo Jinbei's hand suddenly broke into the air.

Qianxing looked at him, and later realized who was in front of him.

Her eyes changed and eventually returned to her usual indifference.

"It's you..." She opened her mouth and said something almost silently.

But Huo Jinbei still heard what she said.

"What about that?" he asked, "Who do you think it is?"

Qianxing stared at him for a moment, suddenly sneered, then broke away from his hand and stood up.

After sitting here for a long time, her whole body was frozen and her hands and feet were numb. Even though she was wearing a coat with Huo Jinbei's body temperature, it still took a while to recover.

After recovering, Qianxing turned around and walked upstairs.

Huo Jinbei didn't say much, just followed her quietly.

When he reached the eighth floor, Qianxing still didn't notice it and wanted to continue to move up, Huo Jinbei grabbed her and took her out of the stairwell and into the corridor.

The heating that came to her face made Qianxing confused. After a moment of stiffness, she took off the coat she had on and gave it to Huo Jinbei.

Huo Jinbei looked at her, took back her clothes and put them in her arms, but his other hand still pulled her until she took her back to the ward and relocated to the bed.

Then, Huo Jinbei pressed the caller and found a nurse to help Qianxing treat the wound, changed the needle, and injected the medicine again.

Qianxing cooperated very well, silent and well-behaved throughout the whole process, staring at the nurse's every move quietly.

Huo Jinbei was also very quiet, saying nothing, just staring at Qianxing throughout the whole process.

When the nurse was about to leave, Qianxing finally spoke: "When will I be discharged from the hospital?"

Her voice was hoarse, and the forced sound was probably too unpleasant, which scared the nurse.

The nurse looked at her, then looked at Huo Jinbei, and then replied: "Your fever has not subsided yet. You just got cold again. I wonder if the condition will worsen. Please observe again."

"I feel like I'm already well," said Qianxing.

The nurse was a little busy and didn't want to delay here too much. Hearing this, he looked at Huo Jinbei, "Doctor Huo?"

"You go and do your business." Huo Jinbei replied.

The nurse nodded and walked out with the medicine tray.

Huo Jinbei sat down next to Qianxing's bed again, poured a cup of hot water and handed it to her lips.

Qianxing's lips moved, but he just reached out to take the cup and then placed it on the head of the bed.

Huo Jinbei then spoke again: "Why are you in a hurry to be discharged from the hospital?"

Qianxing sat there and after a while, he said again: "Good person, who would like to stay in the hospital?"

Huo Jinbei knew that he would not hear what he wanted to hear from her, and he did not force him.

"Then let's wait until you really become a good person." He reached out to tidy up the infusion tube and said slowly, "At least, wait until these bottles of medicine are finished."

Qianxing looked up at the bottles of medicine hanging on the infusion rod, and his eyes fell down and fell on Huo Jinbei's hand. Then, she looked at Huo Jinbei's face.

Huo Jinbei was looking down at the bloodstains on the bed sheet. He seemed not willing to see such things very much. He took a towel to spread it beside the bed to cover the bloodstains.

When he raised his head, he met Qianxing's sight.

She rarely looked at him so straight. After all, in the past, whenever the two of them had a pair of eyes, she would always dodge quickly and never look at him more.

But at this moment, she did not dodge or dodge, and still looked at him on his own initiative.

However, Huo Jinbei did not feel any joy in his heart.

If the kiss between Qianxing and half-awake gave him confidence, at this moment, his heart suddenly lost its confidence.

He felt inexplicably that she would never let him feel good.

Sure enough, the next moment, Qianxing opened his mouth again: "When you were not here just now, many young nurses came to see you."

Huo Jinbei's eyes sank.
Chapter completed!