Chapter 477

Sheng Yize was obviously shocked, and a trace of surprise passed through his dark eyes.

An Xia Xia coughed: "so you won't feel guilty, and I won't be jealous. Is that smart?"

Her delicate little face is full of the expression of "praise the baby" and Sheng Yize sighs at the bottom of her heart.

Little fool.

"Well, you're the smartest."

"Smarter than you!"

“…… Uh huh. Someone nodded without principle.

-The next day was Monday. After a day's class, an Xiaxia and Sheng Yize went to song Qingchen's hospital together.

This is Shengjia's Hospital, which specially vacates a whole floor for song Qingchen. All aspects of medical equipment and doctors are top in China.

Before we got to the ward, we heard a girl's hysterical scream and the sound of falling things.

A nurse covered her face and cried. There were several red and swollen palms on her face.

An Xiaxia and Sheng Yize hurry to go. In the ward, song Qingchen falls like crazy. He drops a bottle, a water glass, a vase

The head nurse looked at her coldly. After she lost her temper, she said without expression: "Miss Song, if you don't receive treatment, you will only get worse."

"I don't want, I don't want You liars, I'm not sick! How could I die! I'm not sick! " Song Qingchen pulled his hair and cried.

"What's the matter?" Sheng Yize asked in a low voice.

"Patients can't accept the fact that they're sick, and the drugs they take have stimulants, and they're in a very unstable mood." The head nurse's calm reply was obviously not surprising.

Song Qingchen's disease is a sudden blood disease. If it is not treated in time, it may die in half a year to a year.

All of a sudden, of course, she couldn't take it.

Hearing the voice, song Qingchen raised his head, saw the person coming, quickly and carefully wiped his tears and snot, which looked like a timid little girl.

"Brother aze Is that you? "

Sheng Yize sighed and nodded, "it's me."

Song Qingchen jumped into his arms and began to cry again.

An Xia Xia looks at this scene, only feels the eye raw ache, did not open the face uneasily.

Sheng Yize pushed song Qingchen away in a proper way and asked the nurse to clean up the ward.

Song Qingchen pulled his sleeve, tears like broken beads: "brother aze, will I die? I don't want to die... "

"Song Qingchen, calm down. Your illness is not incurable. Crying can't solve the problem." Sheng Yize said with a straight face.

Song Qingchen nodded weakly and saw that an Xiaxia's eyes were shining.

"Xia Xia, you and I are of the same blood type, right? Come on, help me, help me She held an Xiaxia's sleeve and kept shaking. Her tears were dancing.

Anshasha was almost dizzy by her, and looked at her awkwardly.

It is said that people will die, and their words are good. For song Qingchen, who is crying so miserable, she can't say no.

It happened that Sheng Yize's cell phone rang, and he whispered in an Xiaxia's ear: "I have a call to answer, just wait for me."

After that, he got up and went to the corridor to answer the phone. An Xiaxia helped song Qingchen: "you go to have a rest, don't cry."

Song Qingchen's eyes changed and his eyes were bloodshot. He pulled an Xiaxia's hair and hit the wall: "can you help me? If you don't save me, I'll kill you! "