Even though his face turned blue from the pain, he didn't even utter a sound.
Yun Qiao knew that he was feeling uncomfortable, so he drove the car quickly to Jimin Hospital without daring to say a word.
As soon as she came in, she directly helped Xi Lanting to Li Hong's office.
Li Hong has a patient undergoing examination.
He immediately asked other doctors to take over the patient, and he came specifically to see Xi Lanting's condition.
"...It's okay. This used to happen all the time. I'll take an injection first to relieve the pain."
Li Hong said, comforting Yun Qiao again, "Don't cry, Yun Qiao, he won't feel any pain after the injection."
Yun Qiao couldn't control her tears until she walked into Li Hong's office.
She became even more breathless and couldn't say a word. She just nodded vaguely, then held Xi Lanting's hand tightly and wouldn't let go.
Once upon a time, when she just came to him, he suddenly had the same attack.
Xi Lanting was in real pain.
It wasn't until he got the injection and had a few minutes of relief that he was freed from the bone-crushing pain and wanted to sit up and hug Yun Qiao.
When he moved, the pain started again.
Yun Qiao hurriedly held him down: "Whatever you want, I'll get it, don't move."
The voice became more swallowed and a little unclear.
Xi Lanting: "Come here."
Yun Qiao understood, lay down next to him, and hugged him.
Sweat soaked through his clothes and his temples were wet.
"Go back to the Kongque River and lie down."
Yun Qiao cried and said to him, "You are suffering so much."
Xi Lanting had no energy, and it took him a long while to answer her: "I'll hold on for a few more years, and I'll stay with you."
Yun Qiao suddenly couldn't restrain himself and burst into tears in front of him.
Li Hong closed the door of the consulting room and went out. Yun Qiao's crying could be heard in the corridor at the door, causing the doctors, nurses and patients to look at each other from time to time.
He drove away the onlookers and called Xi Lanting's courtyard.
The person who answered the phone was Xi Rong.
"Bring Master Qi's clothes over here."
Li Hongdao.
Xi Rong: "How is Master Qi?"
"I'm sick again, I got a shot."
Li Hong said, "He can't do this. This kind of injection can't be given often."
Xi Rong was silent there for a few moments before answering: "I'll send the clothes over right away.
Who is accompanying Mr. Qi, is it my wife?"
"Yes."
Xi Rong felt slightly relieved.
When he arrived at the hospital, Li Hong opened the door of the consulting room, and Yun Qiao and Xi Lanting fell asleep hugging each other.
On the narrow examination bed, the two of them were crowded together and hugged each other tightly; Xi Lanting was in great pain and very tired; Yun Qiao saw that he was sleeping and cried until she felt dizzy again. She wanted to close her eyes and take a nap, but unexpectedly she fell asleep.
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Xi Rong put the clean clothes beside him, turned around and went out.
Li Hong and him were smoking and chatting in the small pavilion nearby.
"...This year the disease has been much less severe than before. I thought he was slowly getting better."
Li Hong sighed.
Xi Rong: "He is in a good mood, so he feels better now.
I also said last time that I only took less medicine this year than last year."
"My wife is the best medicine."
Li Hongdao.
Xi Rong: "Although your words are a bit hard to pronounce, it is true.
After my wife came, he was indeed more alive than before."
The two were talking when they suddenly saw a group of adjutants carrying guns approaching, led by Zhou Yang.
Li Hong was surprised: "What's going on?"
Xi Rong doesn't know either.
He immediately shouted: "Zhou Yang?"
Zhou Yang stopped.
Xi Rong climbed over the wall of short holly trees and came closer: "What are you doing?"
"It's okay, I just want to free up the south building."
Zhou Yang said, "I want to receive distinguished guests."
There is a south building in Jimin Hospital, which is a ward specially designed to receive dignitaries for recuperation. It has two floors and about thirty rooms, equipped with the most advanced medical equipment.
In normal times, some rich people who want to stay in VIP rooms will be arranged in the South Tower; however, once there is a big shot, the South Tower will be vacated.
Those who live in the south building are often not seriously ill patients, so it is easy to move out.
"What distinguished guest?
Who is sick?"
Xi Rong asked.
Zhou Yang: "Do you want to know, or Master Qi wants to know?
If it's just you, you have no right to ask; if Master Qi wants to know, let Master Qi call the military governor.
I'm not qualified to be the master of this, I'm just following orders."