Jiang Hexun was a little embarrassed, "Sorry, I couldn't sleep, so I just wanted to take a walk and accidentally touched the photo frame."
Zhuang Huaizhou didn't say anything, he came over and turned the photo frame on the desk.
The bookshelf closed again.
Jiang Hexun accidentally touched someone else's privacy and wanted to apologize to him.
Just as he was about to speak, the man who was leaning against the desk suddenly fell down and fell to the ground without warning.
"Zhuang Huaizhou!"
Jiang Hexun was startled and hurriedly ran to him.
Only then did she realize that the man's face was extremely pale, his lips were a bit of grayish purple, and a lot of blood had oozed from the wound on his abdomen, dyeing the gauze and clothes red.
The whole person was filled with a dying breath.
Jiang Hexun shook his hands and cautiously approached his nose.
The man's hot breath brushed against her fingers, very faintly.
She touched his forehead with her hand, and the temperature under her palm was hot.
He has a fever!
"Zhuang Huaizhou?
Zhuang Huaizhou?
Wake up! Wake up..."
Jiang Hexun called him while gently patting his cheek.
The girl's soft voice gradually became sharp and urgent. Zhuang Huaizhou, who was in a daze, finally heard it clearly, and a familiar light fragrance floated into his nose.
Is it a dream?
It must be a dream.
How could he hear her voice here?
He wanted to open his eyes and see her.
Just let him take one more look at her.
Just one glance is enough.
He didn't know if he would ever have the chance to see her again.
If today is the last day, take one more look, just one last look.
He wants to see his girl.
Zhuang Huaizhou used his last strength and finally opened his heavy eyelids.
"Zhuang Huaizhou, are you awake?
Great, I'll take you to the hospital now..."
The moment he opened his eyes, that extremely familiar face that was much wider than when he was a child appeared in front of him.
It's his girl, his little girl.
It's so realistic and vivid.
He pulled away the corner of his mouth, stretched out his hand, and caressed the face in obedience to his will, and finally called out softly: "...Xun..."
But his voice was too soft, as if he was mumbling, and Jiang Hexun couldn't hear what he was saying.
In the end, Zhuang Huaizhou couldn't resist the onslaught of darkness. He closed his eyes and the hand caressing the girl's cheek slipped down.
"Zhuang Huaizhou!"
Jiang Hexun subconsciously held the hand that slipped away and called him eagerly.
But he closed his eyes tightly and showed no reaction.
She pinched his hand in panic, but he still didn't move.
Jiang Hexun was so anxious that he stumbled to the bedside table and took his mobile phone to dial 120.
After pressing a number, she finally pulled out the family doctor's number and called it.
The phone rang for a long time and the other party didn't answer.
When I called the third time, someone finally answered, but it was a woman's voice.
"Hello."
Jiang Hexun was stunned for a moment and then said: "Hello, I'm looking for Dr. Zhang."
"Doctor Zhang is operating on a patient. It may take more than two hours. If you have anything, you can tell me and I will convey it to you."
Her heart sank, "No, thank you."
After hanging up the phone, Jiang Hexun hesitated for a few seconds and finally removed Shang Jinzhou's mobile phone number from the blacklist.
When the call was dialed, Shang Jinzhou was sleeping in a daze and not deeply.
He heard the vibrating sound of his cell phone and almost subconsciously touched it from the bedside table.