The Buddhist way of chasing wives of e-sports bosses

Chapter 758 Is He All Right? (Extra 25)

At night, the shadows under the lamp pull out one after another, very long and long.

Qiping squatted under the street lamp at the entrance of the hospital, smoking a cigarette, shaking his ash with his head down.

On the left, the lights in the hospital are brightly red, and people walking behind the curtains can be vaguely seen by the windows of each inpatient bed.

Just after carrying Su Yicheng to the hospital door and handing it over to the doctor, Qiping completely lost his strength.

Walking to the side of the stairs with trembling legs, he slid and sat down.The nurse on the first floor saw it, and told him to wait aside, so as not to block the rescue channel.

The smoke bottomed out slowly, and after breathing out the smoke rings in the white mist, Qiping turned his head sideways to look at the scene on the ward.

He was suddenly a little scared, so much so that his hand was visibly shaking while holding the cigarette.

But he didn't want to admit that it was because he was afraid, so he silently recited it several times in his heart, which was caused by Su Yicheng being too heavy.

After finishing his cigarette, just as he was about to get up, a nurse came out of the door, "Excuse me sir, please go and pay the fee."

Hearing the sound, Qiping turned around, held the cigarette in his hand and strode forward, passed by the trash can and threw the cigarette into it.

Following the nurse in, Qiping took the nurse's form and quickly went to the payment office.

After paying the fee neatly, Qiping turned his head to look at the nurse, "Is he all right?"

"There is nothing wrong with the preliminary examination. But further examinations are needed. You'd better go with me and communicate with the doctor by the way." The nurse finished speaking neatly, then turned around and walked quickly towards the other end.

After saying that, Qiping held the list in his left hand and the back of his neck with his right hand, feeling a little headache.

Turning sideways, looking at the elevator with people getting on it, he hesitated for a while, then followed slowly.

Standing in the elevator, Qiping turned his face sideways and looked at the continuously rising numbers, his heart pounding.

There was a "ding" sound from the elevator on the fifth floor, and as soon as the door opened, people on the left and right slowly squeezed out.

Qiping followed the flow of people and looked towards the corridor of the hospital.

There are many family members sitting on the promenade, both old and young.

The whitewashed walls are very conspicuous. Walking slowly, you can see the light reflected inside the half-opened ward door.

It's late at night, and the night is quiet, but busy figures in the hospital can be seen everywhere.Qiping looked at it and frowned.

He kept looking up at the house number on the door.

When I came to the room and looked in through the glass window on the door, I saw a doctor sitting beside Su Yicheng laughing and chatting.

Su Yicheng, who was lying on the hospital bed, leaned on him, his eyebrows and eyes were not much different from usual.

Pushing the door open, the two people inside looked towards the door.

Qiping stood, strode towards the doctor, and asked, "Is he alright?"

"It's okay. It's just the anemia and dizziness caused by the fever." The doctor stood up with his head turned sideways, smiled harmoniously, and then hung a pen on the pocket of his white coat.

"Does he need anything to eat?" Qiping glanced at Su Yicheng who was lying on the hospital bed with an obviously bad face.

"It's lighter and more nutritious." The doctor answered with a bow, then turned his head to look at Su Yicheng, and said, "I still have to go to rounds. Go to bed early."

The doctor quickly left the room, and there were only him and Su Yicheng left in the ward.

Su Yicheng's eyes are beautiful, especially when the eyes are more gentle.

"Are you still going back?" Su Yicheng coughed lightly, his voice still hoarse.

Hearing this voice, Qiping frowned again, "Drink water?"

Su Yicheng chuckled lightly, "I'm not thirsty. My throat isn't good yet, it's not dry."

"Oh." Qiping lowered his head and put his right hand into his trouser bag.

(End of this chapter)