After hanging up the phone, Qin Muyuan rushed to the hospital, which only took about half an hour.
When he walked through the emergency hall and walked into the infusion room at the back, Shi Ting had been waiting at the door for a long time. When she saw Qin Muyuan coming in, she couldn't help but breathed a sigh of relief - she was finally in his hands!
"Why are you drunk?" He glanced at the person in the armchair next to him, then turned to Shi Ting, with no hint of questioning in his calm tone, "Did you let her drink?"
Shi Ting's back suddenly felt cold, and she immediately regretted it - Damn it! She should have run away just after making the phone call! Staying here is simply waiting to die!!!
"She wants to drink it herself..." Shi Ting muttered in explanation, glanced at Qin Muyuan carefully, and tentatively said, "Then... I leave it to you?"
"It's so itchy!" The person on the armchair hummed at the right time. His little hands scratched his neck randomly, and the infusion tube on the back of his hand was also dangling, and the liquid in the infusion bottle was swaying.
…
"Be careful not to pull off the needle!" Shi Ting quickly grabbed her hand and stopped her from scratching, and then continued to explain to Qin Muyuan, "The doctor said she was allergic, specifically to alcohol or what she ate at night.
Allergy, I don’t know yet…”
Tong Yao was caught so hard that he couldn't move, so he simply calmed down and fell into a deep sleep again.
Qin Muyuan had been standing nearby, looking at the thin group quietly, thoughtfully, but did not ask any more questions.
Shi Ting couldn't help but breathed a sigh of relief - just don't ask! She wasn't stupid enough to confess that she took Tong Yao to eat barbecue! She went to eat street food in the dark and messy alley!
As for the reason, it’s very simple!
Using a common metaphor, it can be easily explained: Which parent wants their children to go out to eat this kind of junk food? This example is most appropriate for their relationship.
"The infusion will probably be completed in half an hour, but I don't know when she will wake up? The doctor said that she has allergies, so she did not put the hangover medicine together for infusion, for fear of a reaction..." After explaining everything
, Shi Ting hesitated to speak. She wanted to say something, but was interrupted by Qin Muyuan——
He sighed softly, sat down naturally on the escort chair next to him, and waved towards Shi Ting: "I understand, you go back first."
"That...ok" she nodded and left the infusion room quietly, leaving more space for each other.
The infusion room at night was extremely quiet, with only the sound of the wind blowing through the leaves outside the window, and her shallow breathing...
The liquid will continue to drip for half an hour, neither too fast nor too slow, enough for Qin Muyuan to sit next to her and take a good look at her face - Tong Yao, Tong Yao, have you really decided to marry Qin Qiaotian? This face of yours,
How many times will you laugh happily for him?
Looking at her slightly frowning brow, he wanted to touch her, but he paused when he reached out halfway. He hesitated for a second but finally took it back...
Smiling to himself and looking at the dim lights in the emergency room, Qin Muyuan suddenly felt like he was back to the night when they first met: she was allergic to ointment, and the hospital he took her to also sat quietly with her like this!
The same scene, but it's a pity...it has changed a lot
"Well..." Tong Yao's drunken stupor was mixed with the pain and itching on his body. Tong Yao didn't sleep soundly. When the liquid was about to be lost, he started scratching his body irritably like before.
Seeing that the needles in his hands were almost standing upright due to her tossing, Qin Muyuan frowned, reflexively grabbed her arm and pulled her back, grabbing her wrist and completely restraining her nonsense.
Actions like "police catching bad guys" caused Tong Yao's discomfort. She struggled hard to get rid of these nasty big palms, but she couldn't shake him at all. She could only protest and intensify.
The intensity of the struggle increased
When men and women compete in strength, the result is self-evident!
Unable to pull his hand away, Tong Yao gritted his teeth anxiously while half asleep. He opened his eyes angrily to see clearly the obstruction in front of him, but when he bumped into Qin Muyuan's cold and handsome face, he was instantly stunned——
Uncle?!
Is this reality or a dream?
She looked at him blankly, then looked around blankly, and finally followed the plastic pipe next to her and moved her gaze to the back of her hand - the crooked needle stung a little, and Tong Yao reflexively pulled away.
Earned
"Have you had enough trouble?" His cold voice came over the next second, and he pressed her wrist with his big palm and still didn't let go, "Can't you be quiet for a while during the infusion?"
"You..." She couldn't tell whether this was a dream or not. Her drunken mind was still a little dazed. She was glared at by his cold eyes and immediately blurted out angrily, "My hand hurts! Let go!"
"Just endure the pain!" Qin Muyuan's face didn't look good, and he treated Tong Yao like a disobedient child, "You are allergic yourself, don't blame others!"
"You!" She wanted to retort angrily, but when she raised her head and met his sharp eyes, she could only move her eyes back to the back of her hand in frustration - it wasn't that she was being pretentious, it was because there was something really wrong there...
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