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Yao Ying saw her daughter-in-law looking in a daze when she came home, and she was also angry: "Gu Yi is too bad. If he does this kind of thing at this time, isn't he deliberately trying to prevent you from taking the college entrance examination?"

You must know that style is more important than anything else these days. If this matter is not investigated clearly, then Yang Qingheng will not even be qualified to take the college entrance examination.

Yang Qingheng sighed: "I can only hope that the police department will be more effective."

No matter how anxious she was, she had no choice but to go to school. She could only prepare for the college entrance examination at home and finalize the delivery of fabrics. After being busy for several days, she had no time at all. She left early and came back late every day. Yao Ying thought She was still busy with the photo, and took the initiative to take over the cooking job.

The next day, it was almost dark when Yang Qingheng came back from outside. When she saw Yao Ying hurriedly going out, she was startled: "What are you doing out so late?"

"Classmate Hengjue just called the village and said he fainted. I'm going to the health center in town to see him." Yao Ying was so anxious that she almost cried.

Yang Qingheng's heartbeat skipped a beat, and she immediately got on the bicycle: "I'm going to see him. It's not dark yet. I'll try my best to ride to the town. You wait for the news at home."

"Okay, let Erniu accompany you. It's dangerous to drive at night." No matter how anxious Yao Ying was, he knew that if he took her with him, Yang Qingheng would not be able to ride fast, and he might not be able to reach the town when.

"Okay." Yang Qingheng responded and headed in the direction of Erniu's house.

It was a girl who opened the door. Yang Qingheng asked anxiously, "Is your brother at home?"

The girl shook her head: "My brother is still in the field."

Yang Qingheng pursed her lips, took a look at the night, and decided not to look for Erniu at all. She got on her bicycle and headed to town.

When I rushed to the hospital, I was sweating all over.

After searching around, he found Song Hengjue. He was sitting on a wooden chair in the health center. His face was rarely pale, and his fragile look made Yang Qingheng couldn't help but feel a twitch in his heart.

Striding over, "How are you? Have you taken your medicine?"

"He said he had a stomachache, but he didn't know what was going on and was still waiting in line." Fang Nan's eyes lit up when he saw her, as if he had seen a savior.

Yang Qingheng nodded and was about to speak when Song Hengjue suddenly opened his eyes: "What are you doing here?"

The tone is not kind, but the soft look is really hard to hate.

Yang Qingheng glanced at him: "What am I here to do? I'm here to see how miserable you are and how happy you are."

She didn't like breakfast in her previous life, but she didn't expect that she would send him breakfast to his classroom every day in this life. He was still acting like this. If he hadn't been sick, she would have wanted to pry open his brain and see what was inside. What is it.

Song Hengjue pursed her lips, her consciousness blurred from the pain, and she was really in no mood to argue with her, so she closed her mouth irritably.

As soon as these words came out, Fang Nan looked at his nose and heart, not daring to say a word.

Yang Qingheng went to get a cup of hot water not far away. As soon as he handed it to Song Hengjue, he saw someone not far away jumping directly into the queue. The few people who had just arrived followed suit and jumped into the queue. The already long queue has become even longer. If this happens, I'm afraid they won't be able to queue up in the middle of the night!

Her face instantly darkened, and she ran over aggressively, grabbing the strong man's arm.

"You jump in line at the health center. Are you rushing to be reincarnated or to meet the Lord of Hell?"

The strong man saw a woman coming over, and he waved her hand away. The tendons all over his body made him even more arrogant: "What happened to me cutting in line? Do you have any objections?"

He stood in front of Yang Qingheng, as scary as a hill.

Yang Qingheng's heart trembled for a second. Thinking of Song Hengjue's sick and wilting appearance, she gritted her teeth and said, "It just can't be done. We've been waiting in line for so long. Who's not in a hurry? Just because you're so delicate, we deserve to die!"

He turned to look at the people behind who had also been cut in line: "Do you think they should be allowed to rearrange their queue?"

"That's right, we've been queuing all night, why did you jump in line!" The few people behind had been queuing all night and were already resentful. At this time, jumping in line was undoubtedly a direct hit. Seeing that Yang Qingheng had already stepped in to help, he immediately helped she.

Seeing that Yang Qingheng, a woman, was so bold, several male family members suddenly felt hot in their faces, and hurriedly stepped up to separate the strong man: "Why, even if you cut in line, you still want to bully lesbians?"

"Wait for me!" Seeing that the situation was not right, the strong man glared at Yang Qingheng and moved to the back of the queue with a dark face.

Yang Qingheng sneered, turned around and saw Song Hengjue coming this way. He quickly rushed up to help him: "What are you doing here? You don't have to worry about being sick."

This woman is too tough. If one day she suddenly harbors a grudge against him for eating Song Hengjue's food...

When Fang Nan saw her coming, he swallowed nervously: "My brother is worried about you."

"What's the use of coming here looking like the male version of Lin Daiyu? If I get hit, he can just help me take a few punches." Yang Qingheng saw that Song Hengjue was ill today and had no energy to talk back, so she tried to hurt him with a few words. Take it out.

Fang Nan stared at Song Hengjue carefully for a few seconds and couldn't help but burst into laughter.

Not to mention, Song Hengjue's current sickly appearance coupled with that good face really looks like a male version of Lin Daiyu.

"Sister-in-law, you are so talented in speaking."

Song Hengjue looked at the two people smiling and was so angry that he could only close his eyes.

Yang Qingheng glanced at the clock in the health center. It was already past nine o'clock: "Comrade Fang Nan, thank you today. I will treat you to dinner another day when I have time. Your family is still waiting for you at home. You should go back first." I just want to be here with him."

As a young couple, Fang Nan felt that it was not good for him to stay here, and besides, there was no bed for a companion in the health center.

"Then sister-in-law, I'm leaving first." He said goodbye and walked outside.

Soon it was their turn, and Yang Qingheng helped Song Hengjue go inside.

"You have a stomach problem. It's too serious. You'd better take care of it. You'll be hospitalized for observation for a day. You'll be discharged when you feel fine tomorrow." The doctor frowned and looked at Song Hengjue with a reproachful look.

Yang Qingheng took the medicine order and nodded honestly: "Doctor, don't worry, I will definitely supervise him well in the future." He glared at Song Hengjue fiercely, went to the pharmacy to get medicine for him, and then helped him to the ward.

It was rare that Song Hengjue kept his mouth shut today. Yang Qingheng was in a trance, thinking that she was leading him today from a previous life. She felt much better looking at him.

It would be nice if it could poison the mute.

Yang Qingheng sighed.

As soon as Song Hengjue sat on the hospital bed, he felt an inexplicable chill down his spine and looked around strangely.

"I'll buy some porridge and bring it back to you. You can lie down for a while and drink some hot water if you feel uncomfortable." Yang Qingheng asked, taking her bag and heading outside.

"Your wife is so kind to you." The nurse looked at Yang Qingheng's back and couldn't help but chuckle.

She was startled when she saw the big man just now. She didn't expect that this girl would dare to rush forward. She was too reckless.

"Yeah." Song Hengjue agreed, his dark eyes lowered, wondering what he was thinking about.

Yang Qingheng just left the ward, asked two nurses, finally found the canteen, and walked back with two boxes of porridge.

A baby's cry suddenly came from the quiet corridor. Yang Qingheng paused and looked straight in the direction of the delivery room in front of him. Strange emotions suddenly came to his heart.

The road was not the direction back to the ward, but her feet seemed to be rooted, and she tried her best not to move a step.

"Comrade, which mother's family are you?" A nurse saw her strange expression and asked.

Yang Qingheng suddenly came back to his senses, broke out in a cold sweat, and ran towards the ward with his lunch box in his arms.

"It's like seeing a ghost." Song Hengjue turned his head, lifted the quilt and got out of bed.

Yang Qingheng rarely argued with him today. She reached out to open the lunch box and handed it to him: "It's too late. The hospital only has white porridge. You drink some first."

Then, regardless of whether he drank or not, he took the toiletries he just bought and went out.

After Song Hengjue went to the toilet, he came in and saw the woman lying quietly beside the bed, her fair face deformed, sleeping soundly, and she could not see the usual arrogance.

He sighed, lifted the quilt on the bed, dragged her by the waist and threw her onto the bed.

Yang Qingheng opened her eyes in confusion, glanced at his face with foggy eyes, and closed them again, not caring about his rudeness.

On the morning of the next day, the two of them had just walked out of the health center door. Yang Qingheng saw a familiar figure not far away, his eyes flashed, and there was a bit of curiosity in his eyes.

"Wait here for a moment. I'll go in and get something." He said something to Song Hengjue and ran inside without waiting for him to react.

Huo Xiuxiu was stunned for a moment when she heard what the doctor said. She was so angry that she cursed: "What a quack doctor you are. How could I..."

Feeling that everyone around her was looking over, she glared at the doctor and ran outside as if running away.

pregnant?

Yang Qingheng was surprised and followed closely.

Sure enough, after a while, Huo Xiuxiu sneaked into the obstetrics and gynecology department.