Chapter 185
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Probably due to the discomfort, his lips would occasionally emit a soft, discomforting grunt.
His brows were deeply furrowed, and his face was filled with fatigue and sickness. He gave off a feeling of weakness.
However, even so, he could still bring out a sense of breathtaking beauty, intoxicating, and intoxicating.
Song Qingchun had been a beauty since she was a child, and Song Cheng and Qin Yinan were both the cream of the crop, so she had always been very picky when it came to judging people.
When they were in high school, Su Zhinian, who had transferred to another school, had stolen the limelight from Qin Yinan and Song Cheng. Song Qingchun had been very annoyed by that, and she had always felt that Qin Yinan was the most handsome man in the world. However, when she saw him in person, she had to admit that he was indeed the most handsome man in the world!
Later on, when she was 18 years old, he took away her chastity. Deep down, she hated him and blamed him. But when other people talked about who was beautiful, she couldn't help but comment that none of them were as beautiful as him when she had met him.
The seriously ill Su Zhinian had lost his usual aloof and distant demeanor. In fact, he looked rather friendly.
Song Qingchun could not help but look at him for a while longer. Eventually, she lost herself, and her mind started to wander. No wonder so many girls like him; after all, he has such a handsome face. I wonder what kind of girl will catch his eye. Then again, isn't he a bit too cold? I wonder if the girl will be able to stand his cold personality after he gets married?
Song Qingchun had no idea how long she had been lost in her thoughts when she suddenly heard a murmur beside her ear, snapping her back to reality.
It was Su Zhinian, but his voice was too soft for her to catch what he was saying.
However, she realized what she had been thinking. This is weird. What kind of girl is he looking for has nothing to do with me. After all, no matter who I end up with, it won't be him.
Song Qingchun shook her head violently to shake away the thoughts that had appeared in her mind. She turned to look at the drip bottle beside him; it was already half empty.
Song Qingchun paced around the bed out of boredom. After about twenty minutes, the drip finally emptied. She knelt beside the bed and pulled out the pillow using the method the nurse had taught her. Then, she pressed a cotton swab on the back of Su Zhinian's hand. She waited for the blood to stop before she grabbed a band-aid from the bedside table and stuck it on the back of his hand.
Before Doctor Xia left, he had said that if Su Zhinian's fever did not subside by 3 am, she would give him another call. Therefore, Song Qingchun reached out to touch Su Zhinian's forehead. The fever was still high. She set an alarm, pulled out a stool, and sat by the bedside. She planned to rest for a while and wait for the fever to subside before returning to bed.
Due to the discomfort of sitting, Song Qingchun could not sleep well. She heard Su Zhinian mumbling something in her sleep, and it woke her up instantly. She leaned toward his ear to try to make sense of it before she realized he was talking about the word 'water'. Therefore, she hurried to grab a glass of water and fed it to Su Zhinian.
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