The taxi took him home, and Lu Ze saw his Mercedes-Benz G parked at the door.

The car is there, and Xia Qinghe should not have gone out.

Lu Ze took the key and opened the door and entered the room, but he did not see Xia Qinghe. The living room was empty and there was no movement in the entire villa.

He was wondering, where could this girl go?

When I was sending a text message a few days ago, I didn’t hear that Xia Qinghe had a sudden idea to go home for the New Year again. And didn’t he agree that her mother would come here to accompany her?

While walking upstairs, Lu Ze picked up his cell phone and prepared to call to ask about the situation.

As soon as I walked to the second floor, I saw that the door of the guest room was not closed, and a trace of light came out from the crack of the door.

Isn’t this at home? Why don’t you go downstairs to watch TV and hide in the house?

Lu Ze walked up and knocked on the door, intending to ask Xia Qinghe if he had eaten. If he hadn't eaten, he would have eaten together.

But after knocking twice, there was no response in the room.

Not here? But the lights in the room are still on.

He pushed open the door and walked in and saw that he hadn't gone anywhere, wasn't he lying on the bed?

Thinking Xia Qinghe was asleep, he came to the front and whispered: "Qinghe, wake up, I'm back, have you had a meal?"

But the girl was curled up and sleeping there with her back, but there was no response.

But when he saw the person on the bed trembling slightly, Lu Ze suddenly had a bad premonition.

He hurriedly walked around to the other side to check it out, and saw Xia Qinghe frowned, his expression was very painful, and he was still shivering, as if he was sick.

"Qinghe, Qinghe, what's wrong with you?" Lu Ze hurriedly touched her forehead with his hands.

Hiss, it's hot, it's a fever, and the degree is not low.

What's even more terrible is that people are burning up and don't know how to respond.

Lu Ze hurried to the bathroom and took a towel and wet it. He applied it to her forehead and quickly cooled down.

The dead girl probably caught a cold at first but didn’t pay attention, but the result became more and more serious.

This won’t work. You can’t keep burning like this. You have to take her to the hospital as soon as possible.

He ran to his room in three or two steps, found a thick blanket, then took off the quilt and wrapped Xia Qinghe, and directly picked up the person and the blanket.

Take the car key from the shoe cabinet in the entrance hall, put Xia Qinghe in a steadily positioned in the back seat, and drove the big G to the nearby health center.

Now I don’t care about going to a major hospital, so I can go wherever I get close.

He parked the car directly at the gate of the town health center, and regardless of the security guard's call, he rushed in with Xia Qinghe in his arms.

"Doctor, doctor..." Although he knew that there would be no major problems, Lu Ze did not have any usual calmness at this moment.

The nurse rushed over and looked at it, then led him to the emergency room with the person in his arms.

The doctor also came over quickly and took his temperature. It was over 39 degrees. He immediately asked, "How long has it been since the fever? Why did he delay it until now?"

"It's probably one or two days. I just came back from another place and found out when I got home." Lu Ze replied hurriedly.

The doctor shook his head and ordered the nurse to cool the patient with alcohol cotton while preparing fever-reducing injections.

Seeing the nurse carefully wiping Xia Qinghe's forehead and neck with the diluted alcohol cotton, Lu Ze finally felt relieved.

After a while, the nurse took the temperature again, and the high fever finally subsided.

The doctor came over again with an intravenous drip set, commonly known as Hang Drip. He asked the nurse's condition and then explained: "Fill some glucose first and observe it. If there is no need to give a fever-reducing injection."

"Okay, I'll listen to the doctor." Lu Ze nodded and agreed.

Not to mention that they are professional, Lu Ze alone knows that the so-called colds and fevers do not have any special medicines, and after all, they have to rely on their own immunity to resist the past.

Those so-called medicines are just to control symptoms, not so-called therapeutic drugs.

It is a medicine that is toxic. If you use too much, it will damage the body's own immunity and form drug dependence. Even if you catch a cold caused by bacterial infection, if you use too many antibiotics to treat it, the effect of the medicine will become less and less effective in the future.

Therefore, he had no objection to the doctor's diagnosis and treatment.

After the nurse hangs a little drip for Xia Qinghe, she said to Lu Ze: "Observe it first. If the fever subsides after the water is hung, you can prescribe some medicine and go back and take a good rest."

"Okay, thank you nurse." Lu Ze couldn't help but feel grateful.

After saying that, the nurse left, and the only two of them were left in the ward.

Looking at Xia Qinghe lying on the hospital bed, the painful expression on his face finally stretched out, and he couldn't help but feel a little guilty.

The girl didn't send him a text message two days ago, so she should be more alert.

OK, you can call to ask about the situation, give some advice in advance, or call someone to come and take a look, so it won’t be so hot.

Although the girl in front of her can no longer become a confidante in her previous life, she is still the one he cares about the most.

Looking at Xia Qinghe's unfolding face, Lu Ze couldn't help but stroke her cheek with his hands, his eyes full of pity.

This stubborn girl probably doesn't like others' weak appearance when she sees her.

Lu Ze sat in front of the hospital bed, looking at this young confidante, and his heart was extremely calm. From time to time, every bit of his previous life and her flashed through his mind.

Alas, he sighed helplessly when he thought that the two of them had a fate in their previous lives.

There is no good woman in this world who really doesn’t have to be responsible for sleeping. If there is, she will definitely not love you.

But this was not the case with Xia Qinghe in his previous life, and it would be even more so in this life.

Lu Ze had no doubt about this.

Although he kept hiding and never even participated in the matter of [Tesgo Mall], he still did not prevent Xia Qinghe from getting closer and closer to him.

Lu Ze knew in his heart that she had even been teasing herself recently, because this girl's pride was provoked and she showed unwillingness.

It was either from his deliberate alienation, or from Su Jinyi, who had never been masked.

Although he didn't want to accept it, he had to admit that Xia Qinghe was probably falling in love with him like he did in his previous life.

Fortunately, she is different from Lin Youyou. Although she is stubborn, she will not be stubborn.

At least after a long time, Xia Qinghe should be able to understand that it is impossible for her to abandon Su Jinyi and be with her. And she absolutely cannot accept someone like her father Xia Dongyang, so how could she continue to pester herself?

So if you are teased by her, you will be teased, and there is also a piece of meat. Lu Ze shook his head with a headache and smiled bitterly.

I don’t know how long it took, but the little bit of it was almost finished, so the nurse calculated the time to come and get the drip.

Unplug the needle and apply medical cotton and tape. Although the movement is light, Xia Qinghe still wakes up.

After cooling and hanging a bottle of glucose to replenish moisture and energy, Xia Qinghe finally recovered a lot.

She opened her eyes with difficulty, and the first thing she saw was Lu Ze, which she couldn't believe.

His eyes were full of curiosity, and after looking around, Xia Qinghe didn't understand why he lay in the hospital.

"You stubborn girl, you don't even say anything when you are sick, it really scares me. If I hadn't come back early and found out, I might have had a problem with it." Lu Ze said gentle and a little reproachful.

As he said that, he subconsciously reached out his hand and touched his forehead again. This time he did not have a fever.

Xia Qinghe looked at Lu Ze and felt the warm palms, and suddenly felt aggrieved.

Sick people are the most vulnerable, not just the body, but more the mind.

She didn't speak, nor did she have the strength to speak. She just rubbed Lu Ze's palm with her forehead intimately, as if she had found support and found that sense of security.

She got sick three days ago because her mother left her behind in advance and went back to have a private meeting with the bad guy father.

I was so angry that I didn't pay attention to keeping warm, so I caught a cold.

It wasn't serious at first, and it didn't take it seriously.

But she couldn't resist her depressed mood and was so angry that she couldn't eat well. Her physical resistance decreased, so she was defeated by Feng Han.

The fever temperature is getting higher and higher, and the person is getting less and less energy. Until today, the whole person has completely fallen down.

If Lu Ze hadn't discovered it early, it wouldn't be impossible for him to have a great danger.

Looking at Lu Ze's caring and doting eyes, Xia Qinghe's grievance and unwillingness surged out like a fountain.

The corners of his eyes seemed to break a dam, and that touch of heartache occupied Lu Ze's heart.

"Why are you crying well? Be good, close your eyes and rest for a while, and then we will go home." Lu Ze had no choice but to help her wipe her tears while coaxing her softly.

No matter how old you are, you will be as fragile as a child when you are sick, and you need care and care the most.

But people's hearts are so complicated. The more you feel the warmth, the more you can't stop the aggrieved by the pain.

Xia Qinghe cried even more sadly, lonely and helpless, and the feeling of being abandoned these two days burst out.

She struggled with the only strength left in her body, sat up and threw herself into Lu Ze's arms, crying and feeling extremely sad.

Lu Ze had never seen Xia Qinghe's fragile side, at least he had never seen it in his previous life.

The confidante in his previous life was as proud as the sky. No matter how wronged or angry he was, he still looked like Yun Danfengqing in front of him.

But now, he is like a sad little girl, acting coquettishly in his arms and venting his grievances.

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