Nie Zheng stretched out his arms, picked up Song Feixue and placed her on the bed.
He yelled outside: "Liao Qingming!"
"yes!"
Liao Qingming opened the door and immediately wanted to go in, but when he saw Feng Xiaoxiao, he was stunned for a moment.
"Mrs?"
"Uh, haha..." Feng Xiaoxiao smiled awkwardly and pointed inside, "I'm calling you. Come in quickly."
"Hey, yes, ma'am."
Liao Qingming didn't stay long, opened the door and went in.
"Why are you the only one?" Nie Zheng said with a dark face, "Where is the doctor?"
Liao Qingming was surprised. Mr. Nie only called him, not the doctor. "Uh, yes, I'll call the doctor right away!"
Turning around, he came out again.
"Azheng..."
Song Feixue was lying on the bed, her face was pale and she was weak.
"Don't be like this, I'm fine."
How does it look like nothing is wrong with her like this?
"real."
Song Feixue grabbed Nie Zheng's hand and put it against her cheek, "I'm just a little tired, maybe because I didn't sleep all night... It's not a big problem. If you stay with me, I will feel better."
Didn't sleep all night?
Nie Zheng took a deep breath and frowned.
"Feixue, there are nurses in the hospital! You don't need to keep an eye on me all night."
"I know." Song Feixue smiled helplessly, "But how can I rest assured if others take care of you?"
Nie Zheng was slightly startled and fell silent.
"Just stay with me, just stay with me, okay?"
"...Yeah." Nie Zheng frowned, nodded, and agreed to her.
Feng Xiaoxiao could clearly see the situation inside through the open door of the ward. She felt that she might have had the sequelae of falling off a cliff. Otherwise, why would her fingertips be so cold?
"Doctor, please..."
Liao Qingming came in with the doctor and couldn't help but look at Feng Xiaoxiao.
"Madam, I'll go in and tell Mr. Nie..."
"Uh, no need!"
Feng Xiaoxiao stopped him in a hurry, grinning awkwardly, "I'm fine... I just came to see if he's fine. Then, I'm leaving."
After saying that, he turned around and ran away.
Almost fled...
Liao Qingming frowned. His wife just left like that. Does it matter?
Inside, the doctor gave Song Feixue an injection, "It's nothing serious. My physical condition is not very good. It's better not to be too tired and pay attention to rest."
"Well, thank you doctor."
After sending the doctor away, Song Feixue smiled and tugged on Nie Zheng's arm.
"Okay, don't be so sullen, the doctor said it's fine."
"Um."
Nie Zheng nodded and said nothing.
The doctor said that Song Feixue is fine.
However, as I said, Song Feixue's physical fitness is too poor...
Why is Song Feixue's physical condition so poor? This is all because of him. Therefore, Nie Zheng has always taken good care of Song Feixue over the years.
In this world, the most unbearable debt is the debt of friendship.
I can’t calculate it clearly, and I can’t pay it back clearly.
"have a good rest."
Nie Zheng covered her with a quilt. Song Feixue felt sleepy, closed her eyes and fell into a deep sleep.
Only then did Liao Qingming dare to come forward.
Whispered, "Mr. Nie."
"Um."
Nie Zheng glanced at him, "Do you have something to say?"
"Uh, yes." Liao Qingming pointed outside.
Nie Zheng understood and followed Liao Qingming outside, "Let's talk."
"Yes, Mr. Nie." Liao Qingming felt bad and hesitated, "When Miss Song was feeling uncomfortable just now, my wife came..."
What?
Nie Zheng frowned immediately, "Why are you saying it now?"
"This..." Liao Qingming hesitated. He also had to have a chance to say it. Wasn't Mr. Nie busy taking care of Miss Song?
Nie Zheng raised his forehead and said, "Forget it."
He turned around and went to the observation room.