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In the middle of the night, Shen Shiyin was sleeping soundly, and suddenly he had an unbearable abdominal pain and his head was dizzy. The situation was not right, so he took a temperature of 39.2 degrees in the quilt.

The body seemed to be scorched on the fire, every inch of the skin was hot to death, and the breathing was heavy heat, as if the blood in the veins was crackling and boiling.

It was useless for her to run to the toilet a few times, and she vaguely guessed that there was a problem with the fried skewers she had eaten at night.

She turned on the bedside lamp, touched her mobile phone, and sent a message to Fang Ruijia dizzily.：

Yinnn: Do you have symptoms of stomachache and fever? I suspect it may be that the fried skewers eaten at night are not clean.

Before waiting for a reply, she guessed that Fang Ruijia might be fine. She got up and wrapped in a coat, and took a taxi to the hospital with a pale face to go to the emergency department.

The infusion hall at night is very quiet, with people sitting scattered on rows of chairs. Most of them were accompanied by people, only she was alone.

The drip was quiet and silent, the liquid medicine flowed coldly into the blood vessels, and Shen Ciyin leaned on the back of the hard chair, dazed for a while, and was about to fall asleep in a daze.

Her seat is close to the entrance of the hall, and the sound of people walking in and out can be heard clearly. This is the location she specially chose, noisy enough so that she won't fall asleep easily, so as not to notice after the potion is dripped, causing blood to flow back.

After staying alone for a long time, life experience has become much richer.

The mobile phone rang suddenly, disturbing the people resting in the hall. The eyes of the surrounding people swept over, Shen Shiyin was taken aback, and quickly turned to answer, thinking to herself who would call her at three o'clock in the middle of the night.

"Hello. "

"Where is it? "Yan Zhao's voice was a little dumb and a little vague, but Shen Shiyin was familiar with this tone. Every time he just woke up, he was depressed.

She was startled for a moment, wondering: "What? "

"Isn't it a stomach ache or a fever? Did you go to the hospital? "

There was a rustling sound of clothes on the other end, and Shen Shiyin frowned and asked, "How do you know?" "

"You sent me WeChat before you saw it. "There was a sound of walking around, and the metal collided crisply. It was the sound of him holding the car keys, "Where is it?" "

Send WeChat?

Shen Shiyin glanced at her mobile phone, only to find out that she had just planned to send Fang Ruijia's message, because she didn't see it clearly for a while, she actually sent it to He Yanzhao's dialog box.

She doesn't have many people who chat enthusiastically on WeChat. She has been in frequent contact with Fang Ruijia in the past few days. She has become accustomed to a little bit. The first one is her. Unexpectedly, she added Yanzhao. He became the last person to have contact, lying firmly on the top position, and she clicked on it by mistake..

Help, this is a big oolong.

"Sorry, I made a mistake. "She explained embarrassedly, "I wanted to send it to a friend, but I didn't see it clearly--"