The weakling is reborn: the delicate one comes into my arms

Tang Jiao blinked in confusion, his ears were filled with silence, and he saw the white ceiling in front of him. His whole body was weak and his head was aching. When he turned his head, he saw that the window was dark.

Looking around again, this should be the infirmary?

The dull pain in his forehead finally reminded Tang Jiao of something important.

Head! Where’s the hair!

She was hit on the head!No, no!

Tang Jiao suddenly became nervous and panicked. She felt much more awake. She managed to stand up and put on her wig again. She got out of bed. After taking a moment to make sure she was not dizzy, she breathed a sigh of relief and held her forehead while walking slowly. Go outside.

"Wake up? How are you feeling?"

The doctor was sitting in front of the consultation table writing medical records. When he saw that she was awake, he asked her about her physical condition in detail.

Tang Jiao was anxious, but it was inconvenient to elaborate, so he could only obey the doctor's instructions: "Well, I'm fine, but my head still hurts a little. Thank you doctor."

"Where's the handsome guy who sent you here? He was still here just now."

Tang Jiao didn't know who sent her here, and the stagnant pain in her head became more and more obvious. She was afraid, so she hurriedly thanked the doctor and left.

She was not familiar with the school and didn't know where the building was. She stood at the door and looked around. Her thin and pale face was covered with gauze and there were a few red bruises, and her eyes were confused.

On the other side, Xiao Jingchuan ran out of patience and dismissed Lin Haojie's nonstop chatter and walked back.

"Eh? Why are you back? That female classmate woke up and just left."

Xiao Jingchuan was stunned, let go of the infirmary doorknob, turned around and chased out.

He hurriedly ran through the long corridor, found the stairwell, and then ran to the main entrance of the building. Finally, he saw it at a corner of the road.

It was already dark, and there was no one in the teaching area. The slender figure walked cautiously while holding on to the wall, looking left and right from time to time, obviously not knowing the way.

"Tang Jiao!" Xiao Jingchuan panted slightly, and the emotions that were pressing in his chest rushed up. He strode over with a sullen face, grabbed the person, and said:

"Why are you running around!"

"Xiao Jingchuan..." Tang Jiao looked at the dark-faced and angry young man in front of him with red eyes. He couldn't hold back his tears as soon as he started crying: "I, I have a headache..."

Xiao Jingchuan's heart tightened, and he raised his hand to wipe away her tears. He suppressed his impatience, held her slightly cold face, and comforted her gently: "Don't cry, don't panic, I'll take you to the hospital right away. "

After saying that, he took Tang Jiao's hand and turned around and squatted down, "Come up."

Tang Jiao sniffed, raised his hands and laid them softly on Xiao Jingchuan's broad and warm shoulders, and was carried firmly on his back.

It was rush hour and there were many cars on the road.

Tang Jiao curled up and leaned against the co-pilot, frowning and slightly closing his eyelids. Several red and swollen wounds made his face as white as paper.

Xiao Jingchuan leaned over and touched her forehead, feeling cold sweat on his hand, and asked softly: "Does it hurt too much? Don't sleep. Just bear with it. It will be here soon."

Tang Jiao's whole body was cold, his face was sore, and he wanted to faint from the dull pain like a chisel in his head. He bit his lip to hold back from moaning in pain. Looking at Xiao Jingchuan's anxious and worried look, he could only forcefully open his eyes. , nodded quietly.

The big palm on her forehead was very dry and warm, and she couldn't help but move forward and rub it gently.

Xiao Jingchuan's heart suddenly softened, and an extremely unfamiliar emotion surged up.

His hands were big, with long, strong fingers and distinct knuckles, and could easily cover Tang Jiao's entire little face.

The slender palm moved down to touch the soft cheek, and his thumb gently rubbed it twice: "Be good."

There was a pity hidden in the low and hoarse voice that even he himself was not aware of.

He took out a cashmere blanket from the storage box in front of the passenger seat and carefully covered Tang Jiao's body.

As soon as the light turned green, a black Maybach rushed away first.

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"The scratch is not a big problem. The swelling and bruises on my forehead and brow bone will hurt for a while, but I have a slight concussion and may have persistent symptoms of dizziness and tinnitus. It's best to stay in bed these days, mainly - yo, woke up?"

As soon as Tang Jiao opened his eyes, he saw the fat doctor in front of the hospital bed and the tall and tall Xiao Jingchuan who was listening carefully to the doctor's instructions.

"Doctor Zhu." Tang Jiao called obediently.

"You kid, you've only been out of the hospital for a while, and you're back again." Zhu Maode spoke in a familiar tone and tapped the medical chart, "You don't want to die, right?"

Hearing this, Xiao Jingchuan pursed his lips with a sullen face and fixed his gaze on Tang Jiao.

Tang Jiao had no choice but to beg for mercy: "I can't help it. This time it was really an accident."

"Fortunately, it was a hard frontal bone that was hit. There was no secondary trauma to the surgical wound, and the recovery of the sutures was stable. However, you have just been in a coma for two hours. It is true that the preoperative worries have appeared. The unexcised part will Continued compression of nerves, strong stress response, external stimulation or mental stimulation may cause sudden syncope or other physical pain symptoms."

Tang Jiao was lying on the hospital bed and listening. After all, he couldn't hold on to his smile, and even the last trace of blood on his lips had faded away.

Xiao Jingchuan had been listening silently and said nothing. After all, this was Tang Jiao's privacy. Logically, he should avoid it. Hearing this, he couldn't help but speak:

"Can I intervene?"

Zhu Jinsen glanced at this young man with astonishing appearance and temperament in surprise, and nodded: "Generally, intervention can be done, but Xiao Tang's situation is more complicated -"

Before he finished speaking, Tang Zhongyi and his family arrived. As soon as they entered the door, they crowded around and asked urgent questions.

Seeing Tang Jiao's parents arriving, Xiao Jingchuan glanced at Tang Jiao, and without waiting for Tang Jiao to persuade him to stay, he wisely gave up his seat and walked out.

"Tang Tang, why didn't you know you were careless?" Fang Fang was frightened when she received a call saying that Tang Jiao was injured and was hospitalized, and couldn't help scolding her.

Tang Jiao lowered his eyes and said nothing.

Zhu Jinsen said with relief:

"Don't worry too much. As I said before, this operation was relatively successful. If you maintain this state, there won't be much danger for three to five years. You can live a normal life and do light exercise without problems. You just can't bear too much. If it’s a big irritation, I’ll prescribe some sedatives and analgesics. Remember to keep them with you, and don’t forget to take your usual medicines.”

He pointed behind his ear again and warned seriously: "Also, you haven't grown up yet. Now the weather is getting hot. Once the wound becomes inflamed, infected, cracks and causes intracranial infection, it is very dangerous. This time, it is considered Good luck. Also be careful not to wear that wig for a long time."

Little girls at this age love to be beautiful, so Zhu Jinsen simply skipped the sentence "If you can't wear it without it, don't wear it" and only repeated the warning, as the surgical wound is very fragile.

"I see, thank you doctor."

Tang Jiao lowered his eyes, let out a breath, and regained his composure faster than usual.

Today, Tang Jiao has become more and more adaptable to various crises and accidents that arise out of the blue. It may be due to his long-term illness, and he has even experienced supernatural events such as repeated tragic deaths in car accidents and bizarre resurrections.

The strange thing is that less than a week has passed, and the memory of the car accident and the repeated tragic death process of being trapped in the hospital has gradually become blurred and crushed along the way, like a layer of mosaic that is getting thicker and thicker. The memory of the pain in my body that gnawed at my heart and bones was also blurred.

Xu Zhongyi and his wife were still worried, and Fang Fang asked nervously: "Then, shouldn't we go to school so soon? Doctor Zhu, let me say..."

"mom--"

Tang Jiao interrupted Fang Fang with a hoarse voice, his face still hanging down, and his slender hands on his knees clenched unconsciously.

"This does not affect me. Returning to normal school life and relaxing my mind will also be good for stabilizing my condition. I will be admitted to the hospital for observation today, and I will be discharged from the hospital and go home to rest if nothing happens tomorrow. As for the rest, as I said, don't be irritated. Take your medicine on time and come for regular check-ups.”

Zhu Jinsen gently patted Tang Jiao on the shoulder and said kindly: "Xiao Tang, Dr. Zhu knows that you are the most sensible. If you bear with me for another three months, Dr. Zhu promises you that by then you will not be able to play around happily. Big problem."

Tang Jiao sniffed, swallowed the sourness that suddenly surged into his nose and eyes, and nodded vigorously.