"What do you want to eat? I'll buy it for you." Song Lina asked after calming down.
When Song Lina said this, Qu Zhiheng really felt that he was hungry. At this time, the sky was completely dark. He had been sleeping for so long due to excessive blood transfusion and hadn't eaten anything. How could he not feel hungry? But
When he saw Song Lina sitting in a wheelchair, Qu Zhiheng slowly shook his head and said, "Forget it, with the looks like you and I, I'm afraid no one can buy anything to eat."
After thinking for a while, Qu Zhiheng said to Song Lina: "Can you ask the nurse to borrow a mobile phone to use?"
Song Lina agreed, rolled her wheelchair and went out.
It took a lot of effort for Qu Zhiheng to take out his mobile phone from his pocket and take out the phone card. The phone was completely soaked and unusable, as long as the phone card was not burned.
The nurse in the hospital was very talkative, and Song Lina quickly borrowed a mobile phone. While Qu Zhiheng replaced his mobile phone card, he prayed silently in his heart not to burn the mobile phone card.
Fortunately, Qu Zhiheng's mobile phone card can still be used after the phone is turned on. At this moment, he can only contact one person when he is out of town, and that is Wang Yu.
After dialing Wang Yu's number, before Qu Zhiheng could speak, Wang Yu asked on the other side of the phone: "Where have you gone? Why can't I get through when I call you?"
Qu Zhiheng smiled bitterly and said: "I really need to trouble you this time, Sister Yu. I'm in the hospital now. Please bring me something to eat. I'm starving to death."
"What? Are you in the hospital? Which hospital? What happened?" Wang Yu asked repeatedly.
"I'm fine, it's just too much blood transfusion at one time." Qu Zhiheng said.
After Qu Zhiheng told Wang Yu the hospital and the ward number where he lived, Wang Yu hung up the phone. In fact, this ward belonged to Song Lina, not Qu Zhiheng. He only suffered from too much blood transfusion at one time.
He was just weak, and there was no need to be hospitalized. He would be fine as long as he went home and nursed back to health for a while. But he was still drowsy, so it was not a problem to place him in the blood transfusion room, so the doctor arranged him to Wang Yu's ward.
Although he just took out his mobile phone, unplugged the phone card, and then switched to another phone to make a call. But all this was undoubtedly very strenuous for Qu Zhiheng, who was now so weak. There was an obvious pain on his forehead.
Beads of sweat were already oozing out.
"Song Lina, can you help me lift the quilt? It's too hot." Qu Zhiheng said. The temperature in the ward was already a bit high, and Qu Zhiheng was covered with another quilt, so he would naturally feel hot.
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"Yeah." Song Lina agreed and gently lifted the quilt off Qu Zhiheng's body.
However, as soon as the quilt covering Qu Zhiheng was lifted, Song Lina's pretty face immediately turned red.
"What's wrong?" Qu Zhiheng obviously noticed Song Lina's appearance. Although this girl is shy easily, he is still wearing clothes. He won't make her blush, right?
Song Lina turned her head and said, "Your pants are not zipped properly."
As soon as these words came out of his mouth, Qu Zhiheng was embarrassed on the spot. His feelings were exposed and she saw it... But even so, there was no need for this reaction, right? Wasn't he not wearing underwear?
Hearing what Song Lina said, Qu Zhiheng naturally reached out to zip up the zipper. However, the action just now had exhausted all his strength. At this moment, it was difficult for him to even move his fingers, let alone zip up his pants.
Such a difficult move.
Although Song Lina didn't turn her head, she could still have a panoramic view of Qu Zhiheng's every move. Seeing that Qu Zhiheng's fingers kept moving, but couldn't lift his hand, Song Lina immediately understood what he meant.
"Don't move, I'll help you." After Song Lina said this, a pair of trembling white hands stretched out to Qu Zhiheng's crotch.
Qu Zhiheng couldn't laugh or cry. He actually needed a woman's help for such a thing...
Song Lina tremblingly reached out her hand, trying not to come into contact with Qu Zhiheng's body. However, things didn't go as expected. Her hand still inevitably touched Qu Zhiheng's lower body. Although there were two layers of fabric between them,
But Song Lina still felt the puffy lump.
This made Song Lina turn away and did not dare to look at Qu Zhiheng. However, it was not clear whether it was because of panic or because her eyes were elsewhere. Song Lina pulled the zipper several times but did not let Qu Zhiheng close it.
.This made Song Lina a little anxious. She couldn't help but turn around to look at the exact position and pulled hard.
"Oops." Song Lina cried out in pain.
Yes, it was Song Lina who was in pain and made a noise. Song Lina was originally sitting in a wheelchair, and she was leaning on the edge of Qu Zhiheng's hospital bed. The zipper was not closed these few times, which made her anxious. She turned around to see where she was, and suddenly
The reason for turning her head was simply that she was shy. However, she did not expect that because she turned her head too fast, the long hair that spread out also moved with her turning her head, and a strand of hair was thrown to the curve.
Unfortunately, the place on Zhiheng's pants was where he wanted to zip it up.
At the same time, Song Lina's hand also moved. This time the zipper was obedient, but it also pulled her hair in together.
Qu Zhiheng rolled his eyes downwards, almost crying when he saw this situation. Song Lina lowered her head and almost fell to her position.
"I...I...my hair..." Song Lina was on the verge of crying at the moment. If someone saw her like this, she would be extremely embarrassed. Even if she jumped into the Yellow River, she wouldn't be able to clean herself.
The current posture of the two people is indeed too ambiguous, and they look like they are in the same place. I guess readers will understand if I don’t say it.
Qu Zhiheng said: "Here, there are no scissors here." He paused and then said: "How about you see if you can open the zipper again?"
Song Lina tried to write it down as she was told, and said distressedly: "What kind of broken zipper do you have? It couldn't be zipped up just now, and now it can't be pulled open again. What brand of pants did you buy?"
Qu Zhiheng said with an almost black line on his face: "Other brands..." At the same time, he secretly said in his heart: "I will definitely buy branded pants in the future."
"Why don't you try hard to pull out these hairs and don't want them anymore?" Qu Zhiheng had no choice but to say this.
Song Lina once again listened to Qu Zhiheng's "good idea", but she let out an even more painful scream. She had no choice but to lower her head again and said: "No, it's not a few hairs, it's a strand of hair. It hurts me to death."
." At this moment, Song Lina couldn't care less about being shy and was focused on freeing her hair from Qu Zhiheng's pants.
At this moment, the ward door opened with a bang, and then a woman's voice exclaimed: "What are you doing?"