Zhao Dong lifted up the quilt, tore off the tape, and immediately pulled out the intravenous needle.
Tang Rou's face was full of astonishment, staring straight at Zhao Dong as if she were looking at a madman.
Zhao Dong ignored Tang Rou's surprise and found a tissue to press the blood vessel. After the bleeding stopped, he turned over and got out of bed.
He opened the quilt and picked up Sophie from the waist.
For fear of waking her up, Zhao Dong carefully put her on the bed, covered her with a quilt, and tucked her in carefully.
After everything was done, he kissed her gently on the forehead.
Finally, she turned her cell phone to silent mode.
After finishing his work, Zhao Dong turned around and left quietly.
Tang Rou followed him, feeling as if a five-flavor bottle had been knocked over.
The Zhao Dong in my impression should be as courageous and heroic as he was last night.
But what was that cautious look on his face just now?
In contrast, Tang Rou's mood fell into a whirlpool and she didn't come back to her senses for quite a while.
...
Outside the ward.
Wang Meng was also stunned, "Dongzi, why are you up? Who pulled out the needle for you?"
Zhao Dong signaled softly, then turned around and slowly closed the door.
As he said that, he grinned and said, "It's a small injury, no need to make a fuss about it."
"Let's go to the cafeteria for breakfast. My stomach is growling."
"Director Tang, have you had breakfast? Come together, I'll treat you!"
Tang Rou nodded, "Okay!"
Before leaving, Zhao Dong warned again, "Don't let anyone in. She just fell asleep. She must not have had a good night's rest last night. Let her catch up on her sleep."
"If anyone comes looking for me, tell them to go to the hospital cafeteria!"
On the dinner table.
Zhao Dong doesn't look like a patient at all.
Two entire drawers of xiaolongbao all went into his stomach.
Wang Meng couldn't help but ask, "Dongzi, last night..."
As he said this, he looked at Tang Rou and wondered whether he should ask.
Zhao Dong explained, "It doesn't matter, Director Tang is not an outsider."
When Tang Rou heard this, her eating movements froze slightly.
Wang Meng ignored it and continued to ask: "It's not convenient for me to ask yesterday, what happened?"
Zhao Dong did not express his position, "It's not clear yet. Let's wait for the results from Lao Gao."
"I guess it should be about the same today!"
While chatting, Wang Meng saw that the two of them had something to say, so he stood up and left.
Zhao Dong took a sip of soy milk and asked, "Director Tang, you came to see me for something?"
Tang Rou asked back, "Why, I can't come visit you when nothing happens? After all, it was you who saved me!"
Zhao Dong explained, "To tell you the truth, it's my turn to thank you."
"Yesterday, if it weren't for your Ninth Division, we definitely wouldn't have been able to identify the suspect so quickly."
"Fortunately, your reinforcements came in time. Otherwise, I wouldn't have been able to leave that convenience store."
Tang Rou pouted, "Zhao Dong, is that exaggerated?"
"With your ability, do you still need help?"
Zhao Dong was helpless, "I, Zhao Dong, am not made of iron, nor do I have three heads and six arms."
"Besides, I'm going to start a family soon, so I don't want to be too desperate!"
Not wanting to continue this topic, Zhao Dong asked casually: "By the way, Director Tang, are you going on a blind date today?"
Tang Rou was stunned for a moment, then nodded, "Yes, how about I dress up like this?"
Zhao Dong looked up and down.
Tang Rou didn't know why, she felt panicked for no reason.
Zhao Dong said seriously: "Okay, I wish you a successful blind date!"
Tang Rou asked out of nowhere, "What about you, do you think I look good dressed like this?"