Today, I struggled to survive in the Shura field again.

Chapter 86 Tears
Fu Tingchuan noticed Ji Rongwen's probing gaze when he looked at Song Nainai, and the coldness on his face was undisguised:

"What are you looking at?"

Ji Rongwen chuckled, under the golden-rimmed glasses, the gentle phoenix eyes were stained with a smile, "Of course it depends on who is so powerful and can win your heart."

Fu Tingchuan frowned, and did not retort: ​​"Stop talking nonsense, she is very uncomfortable!"

The little girl was placed by Fu Tingchuan on the small bed next to her for examination, her cheeks were flushed, and it seemed that she was exhaling hot air.

She was a little uncomfortable and tugged at the clothes on her body, whimpering and crying from time to time.

It looks really wronged as hell.

As Fu Tingchuan watched, the impatience and hostility in his eyes grew stronger.

Only then did Ji Rongwen take Song Nainai's temperature with a thermometer, and then he went back to his desk and wrote something in a brand new medical record.

In the end, he printed out a few forms, and he showed them to Fu Tingchuan, "Go and pay the fee, and pick up the medicine after payment."

"Do you want to be hospitalized?" Fu Tingchuan asked.

Ji Rongwen smiled, and he adjusted his glasses. Under the blue reflective lenses, the pair of phoenix eyes showed a bit of sarcasm,

"Just hang a potion. Of course, if you really want to arrange for her to be hospitalized, it's not impossible."

After the words fell, Ji Rongwen printed out another payment slip.

"This is the hospital fee."

Ji Rongwen twitched the corners of his lips: "Thank you Mr. Fu for your contribution to the hospital's GDP."

Fu Tingchuan didn't bother to talk to him.

He called the driver to let the driver in, and then handed some payment slips to the driver, "Go and pay the fee, and go through the hospitalization procedures by the way."

The driver nodded, and a few minutes later, the driver came and took Fu Tingchuan to the finished ward.

Coincidentally, this ward was the same one that Song Nainai lived in before.

What's more, Song Nainai stayed here twice because of fever.

The difference is that when he was hospitalized last time, Fu Tingchuan only regarded Song Nainai as a girl who was very similar to Xie Qinghan.

But now, he put Song Nainai in his heart.

Seeing the medicine drop by drop down the needle, Fu Tingchuan's gaze became much deeper. He held Song Nainai's other hand, bowed his head and kissed it.

"Blame me."

Fu Tingchuan's voice was hoarse, "It would be great if I found out earlier."

The sooner Song Nainai was found to be ill, the sooner he could be treated.

The little girl won't be so uncomfortable.

He looked at Song Nainai's blushing face and sighed softly.

Song Nainai closed her eyes tightly, and groaned a few times from time to time, looking very uncomfortable, with a few crystal clear tears hanging on her eyelashes.

When Fu Tingchuan saw it, he felt his heart tighten.

He stretched out his hand to wipe the few tears away, and one drop flowed down the corner of the little girl's eyes and landed in his palm.

Hot and scalding.

Fu Tingchuan quickly withdrew his hand as if he had been scalded.

His eyes darkened instantly.

Seeing that the little girl's beautiful crimson lips were slightly dry, he went to the side and poured a glass of warm water, and dipped a cotton swab to moisten the little girl's lips.

Fu Tingchuan's movements were extremely gentle.

But at this time, outside the ward, Ji Rongwen looked at Fu Tingchuan's gentle movements, with a hint of sarcasm in his eyes.

He glanced quietly, then turned and left without hesitation.

Who Fu Tingchuan likes and what he wants to do has nothing to do with him.

It's just that he was curious that a person who once thought of Xie Qinghan would let himself fall when he saw such a similar fake.

This is strange.

Ji Rongwen sneered.

　good night!
　　
　
(End of this chapter)