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Facts have proved that Chen Chen's decision to put his hand on Lu Zhao's arm in advance was right.

As soon as she finished speaking, Lu Zhao's half-crouched body collapsed as if he couldn't support it anymore.

The gold-plated hollow trophy became extremely heavy at this moment, and it almost made her breathless when it was pressed into Lu Zhao's arms.

How can it be.

What a joke.

While she was waiting to prepare, she was still chatting with Sheng Jingyu on her mobile phone.

Before the last song, she even cheered through the video she recorded for herself.

Tinnitus was like an electric current running through the silent corridor, filling Lu Zhao's ears.

She still remembered that her mother was like this at that time. She had just come home from school, happily holding a copy of her report card, and saw the ambulance driving out of the house.

Since then, Qin Xi's situation has gotten worse and worse.

It's getting worse...

The memory of fear is overwhelming. The more Lu Zhao doesn't want to think about it, the more those scenes appear in her sight.

She had just stepped out of the mud, and just as the beam of light was about to shroud her, "Death" hit her, giving her a head-on blow.

Chen Chen watched Lu Zhao remain silent for a long time, feeling extremely frightened. He shook her arm and called out, "Ah Zhao, Ah Zhao, don't scare me. What will Miss Sheng do if you do this?" Chen Chen said in front of her

. Lu Zhao didn't hear what Chen said clearly, but the words "Miss Sheng" flashed through her ears, causing her to raise her head: "Ayu." Seeing Lu Zhao's reaction, Chen Chen said

, She quickly responded: "Yes, Ayu."

She helped Lu Zhao up and whispered in her ear, "Azhao, Ayu is waiting for you, she is waiting for you." "Yes.

" Lu Zhao nodded, "She's waiting for me."

No one knew how the haze that was about to swallow her was dispelled, but she calmed down the next second she nodded.

Lu Zhao had clear eyes and steady steps. He handed the trophy in his hand to Chen Chen and walked towards the underground parking lot without taking off his makeup.

In the end, Chen Chen insisted again and again, and she, who was so hot tonight, reluctantly changed her clothes in the car and put on her hat.

The car was speeding under the night sky, hovering on the edge of speeding.

Late at night, the already quiet hospital building was silent. Only the lights of the emergency department shone brightly in the dark night, like a beacon of guidance.

As the elevator went up, the numbers jumped, but they didn't stop at the floor of the previous days.

The one-way door opened slowly, and the entire floor was far quieter than outside.

Just now, Sheng Jingyu's condition took a turn for the worse and he was transferred to a more advanced single care unit.

The level of protection here was completely different from that in ordinary areas. Doors opened and then closed as Lu Zhao approached.

She walked quickly looking for the house number until she saw the number in front of a door and window that had been echoing in her mind.

As if for the nurse to monitor the situation, the rooms here have a large glass window across the door.

Looking through the window, various monitoring instruments were neatly arranged on the wall of the room. I wonder if it was a stroke of luck that Sheng Jingyu didn't use those instruments. There was only an ECG monitor placed at the head of her bed, transmitting to her Stable vital signs at the moment.

I don't know if it was because there were reference objects around, but Lu Zhao stood in front of the glass and looked at Sheng Jingyu, but he felt that she was very thin.

The guardrail of the medical bed was not very high, but it covered her body lying flat, and she could only barely see her face sunk in the pillow.

It was so small that it seemed to be no bigger than a hand.

The long hair was scattered around, and the smooth blackness under the light made the surrounding face pale, and even the lips had no color.

Lu Zhao's eyes fell tightly on Sheng Jingyu's body, and the bursts of pinching pain threatened to uproot her heart.

The cane leaning against the glass window was slightly clenched, not because it hurt too much, but because even so, the pain was not even one thousandth of what Sheng Jingyu felt.

It was time for ward rounds again, and the nurse came over with a small tray.

She saw Lu Zhao standing in front of the ward from a distance and paused in her steps.

As someone who has followed You 3 from beginning to end, this look is all too familiar to her.

It was just that the people she had watched in the live broadcast a second ago appeared here at this moment, which immediately gave her a feeling of time and space being confused.

As a loyal audience, who hasn't knocked on the teacher-student team?

If it wasn't true, who would put aside the celebration of their first night of fame and rush here?

The nurse lady suddenly felt as if she had made it real, and she couldn't even press the corners of her mouth.

She was extremely excited but had to maintain her professional ethics. Then she walked steadily to Lu Zhao and took the initiative to open the door of Sheng Jingyu's ward for her: "Miss Lu, please go in. This is not an intensive care unit and there are no such strict requirements."

Lu Zhao was stunned for a moment. Her attention was all on Sheng Jingyu. Her mind was so busy that she even forgot her reaction after being recognized.

It was the nurse who took the initiative to say to her: "Don't worry, I won't tell." "

Thank you, thank you." Lu Zhao replied blankly, but he moved quickly, and walked into Sheng Jingyu's ward. .

I don't know if it was the sound of pushing the door that woke up Sheng Jingyu, or the conversation between the two just now.

When Lu Zhao walked in, Sheng Jingyu moved her head slightly, the fabric made a slight sound as she rubbed it, and then she slowly opened her eyes.

The smell of disinfectant was familiar, but what came into view was not a white gown.

The hat that was buttoned low pressed down on the visitor's face, but even in this way, Sheng Jingyu's lowered eyes still regained some energy for an instant.

She raised the hand that connected the instrument and the indwelling needle and gestured to Lu Zhao: "You're here." "

I'm here." Lu Zhao nodded, as if to prevent Sheng Jingyu from worrying, and she said it with a smile on his face With a smile, "I said, I will run to find you after this is over."

The light stretched the person's shadow very long, transitioning from the end of the bed to the head of the bed, and then Sheng Jingyu's hand hanging by his side was covered by the deer Zhao shook his hand: "Ayu, I won the championship."

Lu Zhao's voice was as excited as it should be, but it was also gentle for fear of disturbing Sheng Jingyu.

Sheng Jingyu nodded as he listened, as if to say: "I know."

There was a smile on her face, a smile that was happy for Lu Zhao.

But the raised lips were extremely pale, as if there was no blood flowing through them.

Lu Zhao's eyes flickered twice, and then asked: "How do you feel now? Are you still uncomfortable?"

Sheng Jingyu calmly shook his head after hearing this.

The hand that was being held turned over a finger and stroked Lu Zhao's mouth, soothing and telling Lu Zhao not to worry.

But genius knew that the back of Sheng Jingyu's neck was still aching from time to time.

At the beginning of the third competition, the accompaniment that had been heard many times in advance sounded in Sheng Jingyu's ears again.

Lu Zhao's talent is not only in her voice, her composition and lyrics are also God-given, which strikes people's hearts and resonates.

Sheng Jingyu's vision was filled with the barrage of comments that shocked Lu Zhao, which were also mixed with a few delayed and clumsy speeches.

When she listened to Lu Zhao's song, she knew what Lu Zhao's song was about better than anyone else, and her heartbeat echoed in her body.

As Lu Zhao's singing reached its highest point, Sheng Jingyu suddenly felt the sea breeze blowing in front of him.

The wind blew toward her head, blowing over her glands, and stars began to twinkle in front of her eyes.

Sheng Jingyu closed her eyes slightly to try to overcome this feeling, but then the pain hit her as she placed herself in the dark.

It is no longer thin and dense, but like thousands of small needles tempered into a long needle, which has penetrated the glands at the back of the neck.

Cheers rang out from the speakers, and the tablet he was leaning on on the table suddenly fell to the ground.

Then there was a heavy landing sound on the floor.

Sheng Jingyu also fell down from the bed.

It was the monitoring equipment in the room that noticed something strange and sent an alarm to the nurse's desk.

When the nurse came in, Sheng Jingyu had already curled up and passed out.

Sheng Jingyu felt that he had slept for a long time, but when he looked at the clock, less than half an hour had passed.

She has learned to tolerate pain since she was very young. However, her habit of being ignored by no one in the past is now done to prevent people from worrying: "When you come, I won't feel so uncomfortable." Lu Zhao looked at Sheng Jing's Yu face

. Her face was pale and her heart was still uneasy. She couldn't let her emotions affect her, so she joked to her: "Am I your antidote?" Sheng Jingyu nodded when he heard the words and gestured with one hand.

After a moment: "Yes."

"You are my only antidote."

"I only want you."

Although Sheng Jingyu showed no difficulty, her arms still had little strength.

What she could have said in one go, now she gestured three times separately while lying on the hospital bed.

The indwelling needle was buried in her slender arm, and medical tape was crisscrossed.

Lu Zhao looked distressed and held Sheng Jingyu's hand again and said to her: "Get some sleep." "

Maybe your sudden behavior is because you stayed up late tonight and your glands protested."

Lu Zhao After trying his best to describe the matter to Sheng Jingyu with ease, Sheng Jingyu smiled and said, "Really?"

Lu Zhao nodded: "Yes."

Then he repeated it firmly: "It must be yes. "

It's as if this inference will come true if repeated too often.

Sheng Jingyu turned his head and looked at Lu Zhao seriously, followed her words, and begged her: "Then can you accompany me?" "It's so cold in this

place."

I don't know if it was because of the infusion, but Sheng Jingyu's hand was bigger than before It's all going to be cold.

The remaining heat of summer has not completely dissipated, but this silent room is extremely cold.

How could Lu Zhao be willing to leave Sheng Jingyu here alone? He immediately said: "Then I'll go find the nurse and borrow a bed." Sheng Jingyu didn't, and then grabbed Lu Zhao's hand who was about to let go and stand up: "We, do

n't Can I sleep on the same bed?"

His delicate arms barely crossed Lu Zhao's line of sight smoothly, and below his line of sight was Sheng Jingyu's gaze looking at Lu Zhao.

The lights in the high-end ward turned white, and the gray-silver pupils were weakened from their former alienation and coldness, and became sickly and frail. Just one look at them almost made people's hearts collapse.

So what's not to do?

What's more, they originally agreed to be together on the day they won the championship.

"Of course." Lu Zhao nodded and raised his hand to unbutton his collar.

The night was completely quiet, and the empty sky outside the window remained unchanged.

Lu Zhao's leg just touched Sheng Jingyu's knee, cold and delicate, like a piece of jade that has lost its temperature.

The windows near the corridor were pressed into frosted mode so no one could peep.

The raised arm slowly passed through the gap between the neck and the bed, and carefully hugged the person lying on his side.

Lu Zhao just hugged Sheng Jingyu and helped her warm the small space under the quilt little by little without any desire.

As if this way they would never be separated.

The sun grazed the edge of the sky, and the window was dimly lit.

Logically speaking, such light should not disturb sleeping people, but this time Lu Zhao's sleep was surprisingly light, and just such light made her wake up.

A night without dreams, or maybe the thoughts are so heavy that even nightmares can't turn over the storm.

But Sheng Jingyu was still asleep.

The morning light shone through the glass and fell on her face, which was pale and stained with blood. She looked much better than last night.

Lu Zhao looked at it carefully, listening to Sheng Jingyu's orderly breathing from his nose, and silently breathed a sigh of relief.

Thinking that a doctor would definitely come to check the ward later, Lu Zhao quietly retracted his arms and calves.

As if she was afraid that the warmth in the quilt would be scattered, she got out of bed extremely quickly.

I don't know if I should call it a coincidence, but as soon as Lu Zhao put on the skirt he received last night, the door was pushed open.

With extremely quick hands, she zipped up the side of her skirt in one go, then turned around calmly and looked around.

The person coming is Cheng Yuqi.

Lu Zhao was worried about Sheng Jingyu's condition last night and hurriedly greeted him in a low voice: "Dr. Cheng, you are here. Are you free now?" "I'm just here to see you

." By some coincidence, Cheng Yuqi smiled at Lu Zhao He said, "We are going to have a meeting to discuss Miss Sheng's matter now, and it may take you a while." The news about

Lu Zhao's victory last night was overwhelming, and Cheng Yuqi also heard about it, so he was worried.

Lu Zhao didn't think anything was bigger than Sheng Jingyu, so he immediately nodded: "As long as it's Ayu's matter, it doesn't matter how long it takes." "Okay."

Cheng Yuqi felt indescribably relieved.

There are only a small number of high-end wards, and they are even equipped with conference rooms.

Lu Zhao walked behind Cheng Yuqi, feeling confused for some reason.

The door of the conference room opened automatically as people came, and Lu Zhao walked in after Cheng Yuqi.

Before he could sit down, he looked up and saw Sheng Jingduan appearing in the conference room.

But she did not sit closer to the main seat.

There was a strange man sitting in that position right now.

Wearing suits and leather shoes, he looks impressive.

Lu Zhao could smell the other party's Alpha signal at the same level as himself from a distance.

And this is no one else.

It was Sheng Jingyu's father, Sheng Mingchao.