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Dr. Xia took the Band-Aid fixed needle, just look up to the Song Qingchun, probably see her pale, thinking that she was worried about my heart, so I love the look of the two opening consolation: "Little girl, you do not worry, I'm coming, he can not have something. "
In fact, she was not worried, but was just scared that case, how he called unconscious, also burned so serious, like to die at any time to see a doctor in general ...... Songqing Chun Xia said so relaxed, hanging heart finally fell down, directed at Dr. Xia slight hook a little lip, schematic Dr. Xia sit down to Dr. Xia pour a glass of water.
The idea of the Soviet Union there are two bottles of fluids, to lose at least three hours, Dr. Xia older, keep more than an hour, then gradually some weak to continue, leaning against the sofa began to doze.
Song Qingchun never studied medicine, but before Songmeng Hua care in the hospital when the nurse had learned how needle injection.
He was afraid of the summer so the doctor will stay cold, they open, said:. "The doctor summer, I went to the room tidy, you first break it in the past, where I looked like, I will needle injection of"
"? You'll needle injection," Dr. Xia asked the sentence, see Song Qingchun nodded, then stretched, went to the bed, put the idea of the pulse of the Soviet Union, said: "Since you will needle injection, then so be it, I'll go back, older, recognize the bed, for a place to get some rest, well, his current situation is very stable, and probably will be able to midnight fever ...... "
Dr. Xia said, and turned to the medicine cabinet for a while, took place in front of several of the Song Qingchun bottle of medicine, were told her all about how to eat, then he said: "These drugs, three meals a day, be sure staring at him eating, eat at least seven days, and tomorrow night I will come back to him transfusion, dressing. "
"Thank you, Dr. Xia." Dr. Xia Song Qingchun way to send out, he looked at the car, he said the sentence: "You drive slowly."
"You go faster, upstairs who need more people." Dr. Xia pointed to the second floor, he started the car.
Song Qingchun been waiting drove out of the hospital, she was upstairs.
The bedroom the TV was on, playing the ad, she just see that TV has aired, Song Qingchun sitting on the couch, holding a remote control station changed again, did not come across any good program, shut up TV.
Dr. Xia at the time, and occasionally talk to her a few lines, others are now gone, and off the TV, the room seems to have deserted, Song Qingchun God sat for a moment on the couch, turned around and looked at the Soviet Union read.
Man still sleeping, the first liquid infusion bottle had almost drip off.
Song Qingchun got over to the bed, waited a moment, for the infusion bottle, this time has been about eleven o'clock, Song Qingchun also some sleepy coming, she was afraid he would fall asleep sitting, so they just standing by the bed guarding.
Room is very quiet, Song Qingchun can hear the infusion tube, the liquid dripping sound.
She stared at the infusion bottle looked for a moment, gaze falls on the bed - on, then slowly from the bedding, moved to the Soviet Union of the concept of face.
In her memory, this is the first time she saw the way he was injured sick.
His pale like a transparent,Fine facial features without the slightest anger, already picturesque appearance, this time looks more like a carved out, there is no artwork soul.
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