After Murong Qiao and Nan Hao looked at each other for a moment, he looked away first, turned around and told Ruan Ying to leave.

This time the school had a two-day holiday on the weekend, so the three of them decided to hang out together tonight.

only……

Murong Qiao's thoughts turned, and he thought of Nan Hao who was still in the hospital and Nan Hao who was working part-time in a western restaurant, and unconsciously fell into a trance.

"Qiao Qiao?" Ruan Ying called her. "What are you thinking? I kept you quiet for a long time."

She stared at Murong Qiao curiously, and asked straightforwardly.

Murong Qiao came back to his senses, "It's okay... Besides, I may have something to do tomorrow and the next two days, so I won't be able to go out with you."

Ruan Ying answered blankly, thinking that Murong Qiao was about to start busy with work again, so she didn't investigate too much.

But Murong Qiao's thoughts drifted to Nan Jin.

I don't know how his condition is because I haven't visited him in the past few days.

At noon the next day, the hospital was in a bustling time of people coming and going to visit patients.

The blue and cloudless sky is a good weather that makes people feel relaxed, and even the smell of disinfectant that Murong Qiao thinks she hates is not so unpleasant and pungent.

She had been to the hospital last time, so she naturally remembered Nan Jin's ward.

Murong Qiao deftly bypassed the corridors and many other complicated routes, and the noisy environment gradually disappeared behind him. As he got closer to the single ward area, it became much quieter.

When she walked to the door, she happened to meet a nurse coming out of the ward pushing a small cart.

"Hello," Murong Qiao walked up to greet him softly.

She glanced at the obviously used syringe on the trolley, "May I ask how the patient is doing?"

"It's pretty stable at the moment." The nurse replied, her gaze swept across Murong Qiao's face and she paused for a moment. "Are you his family?"

Even though Murong Qiao and Nan Jin didn't have much in common in appearance, the nurse could still see the resemblance between the two.

Murong Qiao's expression froze, and he didn't nod to acknowledge the nurse's words for a while.

"He's been quiet these two days, but he doesn't feel too sad for himself. When he wakes up, you can persuade him more." The nurse didn't care too much, and left after a few words of advice.

She naturally had other patients to take care of.

And Murong Qiao breathed a sigh of relief when he saw the nurse leave. His whole body relaxed, and he stood at the door and glanced vaguely at the figure lying inside through the glass window.

The frosted glass on the lower half made it difficult to see clearly. Murong Qiao could only vaguely see Nan Jin lying on the bed very quietly, with a drip bottle hanging on his left hand.

Thinking of what the nurse said just now, Murong Qiao decided that Nan Jin should still be in a coma, so he gently pushed the door open, and walked in as quietly as possible.

The ward was so quiet that Murong Qiao even had the illusion that he could hear his nervous heartbeat.

The single ward was spacious enough, but it also looked empty and pale, so that as soon as Murong Qiao came in, he saw Nan Jin lying on the bed with a pale face as if he was asleep.

Murong Qiao pursed her lips and glanced around, and by the way put the fruit she brought on the bedside table next to her, and finally her eyes fell on Nan Jin.

The blue and white striped hospital gown always gave people a sense of weakness, coupled with Nan Jin's face, he looked even more vulnerable. After looking at him for a while, Murong Qiao took the initiative to look away and looked at the equipment next to him.

"Drip, drip—"

The detection status is green, and Murong Qiao can only understand the fluctuation of the heartbeat monitored above, but it seems that there is nothing wrong.

"You also have times when you are so weak." Murong Qiao murmured softly.

She sat quietly on the side, seeing Nan Jin's current appearance, her heart still fluctuated uncontrollably.

She admitted that Murong Qiao hadn't forgotten the little kindness Nan Jin had given her before, so she came back to the hospital to look for him during the two days off.

Murong Qiao was not proficient in how to take care of patients. The most conscious common sense was to see if the drip was finished. She just went down the bottle, and her eyes fell on the back of Nan Jin's hand unconsciously.

There were several pinholes there, and one was even swollen.

Probably the blood vessels are hard to find or too thin, but it looks really miserable.

After looking at Nan Jin for a while, she took out her laptop and started to work. The whole afternoon seemed to fly by.

During the period, the nurse came in to change the bottle twice, and when it was the last time, Murong Qiao decisively packed up his things and prepared to leave.

"Let's go now? He should wake up later." The nurse asked strangely.

She works in the hospital and has met many family members of patients, but those are those who care about the patients and chat with them. It is true that someone like Murong Qiao stays for an entire afternoon without saying a word, and then prepares to leave without saying a word. rare.

Murong Qiao glanced at Nan Jin who was still asleep, "Well, I have something urgent to do, so I'll come see him next time."

She lied without changing her face, to cover up her not wanting to meet Nan Jin.

Fortunately, the nurse didn't think much about it, she just nodded her head to express her understanding, and even looked at Murong Qiao with a trace of sympathy in her eyes, probably because Murong Qiao's words stretched out some strange ideas .

"Then you can come later next time. During the day, he needs to hang the bottle and sleep." The nurse reminded her very understandingly. "Speaking of which, I saw a good-looking boy who often came to take care of him. I don't know if there is something wrong in the past two days, so he didn't come."

Murong Qiao immediately understood that the nurse was referring to Nan Hao.

Nan Hao naturally didn't have time, remembering that the other party asked him not to talk about the part-time job, Murong Qiao said goodbye to the nurse after a moment of silence.

Nanxuan went to work early and late every day, so busy that sometimes he couldn't see anyone. Nanhao wanted to share the burden of his brother, so he secretly came out to work part-time.

As a result, Nan Jin in the hospital had no one to take care of her, and Murong Qiao wanted to sigh.

Fortunately, what the nurse said just now was remembered by Murong Qiao in her heart, and helped her set a time to take care of her in the future.

After Murong Qiao left, Nan Hao rushed to the hospital not long after, just in time for Nan Jin to wake up.

"Brother? How do you feel? Is there any discomfort?" Nan Hao asked.

He was sitting by the bed, still holding the homework to be written today, and his tone was like a little adult, which made people unconsciously want to smile.

Nan Jin covered her head and sat up, "...It's okay, I told you not to take care of me, just go home."

Nan Hao heard his tone of not caring about him, and didn't say anything to refute. Seeing that Nan Jin didn't need anything, he turned around and started writing his homework again, as if he didn't hear it, and stubbornly let Nan Jin have no choice.

"I'll go home and study when you recover from your illness." Nan Hao just dropped this sentence, which could be regarded as silently rejecting Nan Jin's words.

The air was filled with a little bit of fruity sweetness, which touched Nan Jin's sense of smell.

He looked at it, only to find that there was a bag of fruit on the bedside table, on top of which were a few bright red apples, which looked so beautiful and cute that people were very appetizing.

Seeing this beautiful bag of fruit, Nan Jin didn't think too much about it, she just thought that Nan Hao bought it when he came to see him, so she just took one and ate it.

This move just happened to dispel Nan Hao's doubts.

When he first came in, he was stunned when he saw the fruit. Seeing that Nan Jin ate it so naturally, he also mistakenly thought it was brought by his friends or others when they came to see.

The brainwaves of the two brothers who are not on the same channel have strangely reached a consensus in a strange angle at this moment.

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