Chapter 716
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"I'm sorry." Song Qingchun gripped her palms tightly. The pain made her look less awkward. She took a deep breath and added, "I know what to do. I'll leave the hospital tomorrow."
"Thank you, Qingchun." Auntie Su felt too ashamed to look Song Qingchun in the eyes. She lowered her head and apologized, "I'm sorry."
Song Qingchun wanted to say, "It's fine." Her lips opened, but no sound came out. She lowered her head and said, "Auntie Su, if there's nothing else, I'll be heading back to the hospital."
"Okay."
When Song Qingchun heard Auntie Su's reply, she stood up immediately. Before she left, she went to the front desk to pay for the tea.
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Song Qingchun exited the hotel and walked along the zebra crossing. She walked into the hospital, but she didn't hurry to return to her room. Instead, she sat on the cold bench in the garden and spaced out for a long time. It was not until she couldn't stand the cold anymore that she slowly stood up and walked into the hospital building.
It was already 11 pm. Song Qingchun thought Su Zhinian was already asleep, but when she opened the door, she saw Su Zhinian sitting in bed, staring out the window at the night sky.
She paused for a moment at the door before walking in and closing the door softly behind her. She walked to the bed and asked, "Why aren't you asleep?"
Su Zhinian turned to look at her but didn't say anything. After a few seconds, he turned to look out the window.
"Have you taken your medicine?" Song Qingchun asked as she picked up the medicine tray from the table. She realized there were four pills left, so she knew Su Zhinian hadn't taken them yet. Before Su Zhinian could answer, she stood up to grab a glass of warm water. She placed it on the bedside table, counted the pills, and passed it to Su Zhinian. "Take your medicine and rest early."
When Su Zhinian raised his hand to accept the glass, Song Qingchun noticed the needle hole on the back of his hand was bleeding.
She frowned. "Didn't you press on it for a while after removing the needle? Why is there so much blood? "
Su Zhinian was still as silent as ever. He lowered his eyes and popped the pills into his mouth. Then, he picked up the glass of water and swallowed it.
Song Qingchun pulled open the drawer and pulled out a cotton swab. She grabbed Su Zhinian's hand and placed it on the wound.
The bleeding gradually stopped, and Song Qingchun tossed the blood-stained cotton swab into the trashcan. She found an alcohol wipe to wipe the back of his hand clean. Then, she moved the pillow behind him away and helped him lie down. She tucked him in and switched off the light in the room. "Go to sleep."
Then, she stood up and prepared to go to the bathroom.
Su Zhinian was like a puppet, allowing Song Qingchun to serve him as she pleased. The moment Song Qingchun turned to leave, he suddenly reached out to grab her wrist.
Her body trembled slightly. Before she could turn her head to look at him, he pulled her down onto the bed with him.
"Why are you so cold?" As Su Zhinian said that, Song Qingchun was pulled into his embrace.
He hugged her tightly and forcefully, as if he was afraid that she would suddenly leave his side, causing her waist to hurt.
Song Qingchun's hands, which were hanging by her side, shook slightly. Then, she raised her arms to wrap them around his back and hugged him back as tightly as he had done.
The room was quiet; there was no communication between them.
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