The school bully is not sweet, she is reborn and throws herself on the school hunk

Shen Suihe was assigned to a high-end ward.

This hospital is owned by the Song family and can be said to provide Shen Suihe with the best medical services.

However, during the days of treatment in the hospital, Shen Suihe's face was visibly tired.

The intensity of the treatment was not very high, but the side effects of the drugs kept Shen Suihe awake every night.

"Hey, I don't know which group the patient in bed 9 belongs to. She is so young and has a mental illness. How pitiful."

"That's right. The dean arranged for her to have infrared light therapy a few days ago, but she had a stress reaction when she saw the red light. She kept saying nonsense like 'Don't burn me'. It's really weird."

"Who would have known? A therapy light would scare him like this. He must have been under a lot of stress before."

"I heard that the poisoning affected her brain nerves and caused complications. I don't know how many years she can last in this state."

"Okay, stop talking. The head nurse will be here soon. If she finds out that we are gossiping about the patients, she will definitely scold us to death."

Several young nurses left whispering.

......

Shen Suihe lowered his head and leaned against the cold white wall, wondering what he was thinking.

After each attack, it would take several days for her to regain some memory.

This time, all she could remember was the scene of Song Nanzhou holding her in his arms and willing to let her bite him.

Shen Suihe returned to the ward in a daze, as if he had lost his soul, and sat stupidly by the bed.

She is now actively cooperating with the treatment, but her condition is worse than before in the villa.

Not only does he have a reversed day and night schedule, but he also always sleeps poorly.

Bang...bang...bang...

Shen Suihe leaned against the bed, holding his chest with his hands, with his legs curled up.

Now she could hear her heart beating more and more clearly.

A normal person cannot feel his or her own heartbeat, and she had just had an electrocardiogram two days ago, which showed no abnormalities, which means that she was very likely suffering from a mental illness.

The next day.

Ah Chen brought a loving meal for his young master.

"Miss Shen, please eat something."

Looking at Shen Suihe's thin face, Achen also felt worried about the young master.

Since returning to China, Shen Suihe's vital signs have been stable, but he still suffers from illness from time to time.

In the past two months, Shen Suihe's illnesses were relatively regular, but now there is no regularity at all.

Shen Suihe looked at those brightly colored nutritious meals, feeling bitter in his mouth and having no appetite at all.

"Is he still busy?"

Ah Chen knew clearly that the "he" Shen Suihe was referring to was the young master, but there were some things he could not say.

"Ms. Shen, don't think too much. There are still many things in the company that have not yet been done..."

"He's helping me test the medicine again, right?"

Shen Suihe interrupted Achen and told him the truth bluntly.

She always knew that Song Nanzhou was testing drugs.

If Western medicine can’t cure the disease, you can only seek help from traditional Chinese medicine.

Even if Song Nanzhou tried to cover up the smell of traditional Chinese medicine, she could still smell it.

He drank bowl after bowl of Chinese medicine without telling Shen Suihe, but how could his body bear it?

Achen was shocked by Miss Shen's straightforwardness.

The young master had clearly warned us many times, so who leaked it?

"You are all aware of my profession. My professional acumen is far more sensitive than you think."

Shen Suihe said self-deprecatingly.

Achen looked at the person on the hospital bed, not knowing how to start.

Shen Suihe continued, "Go back and tell him that I miss him, and tell him to come over even if it's something big."

Achen always felt that Miss Shen was in a bad mood and did not dare to slack off.

"Okay, I'll call the young master right away. Before that, you should eat something first."

Shen Suihe did not refuse, picked up the spoon beside him and started drinking the soup.

This soup is a medicinal food, with some Chinese herbs added that she didn't know about. Although it tastes strange, it is acceptable.

After Achen went out, he called Song Nanzhou directly.

Song Nanzhou had just finished trying the medicine and was lying weakly on the bed to rest.

Seeing that it was Achen's number, he picked up the call without hesitation.

"Young Master, Miss Shen said she wants to see you and asked you to come over no matter what."

"Why did she suddenly want to see me? What happened?"

Ah Chen hesitated and said, "Miss Shen said she knew you were helping her test the medicine."

Song Nanzhou leaned back and sighed. He knew that this matter could not be kept secret for long.

"Keep an eye on her. I'll be there soon. Don't let anyone get close to her."

"clear."

Achen hung up the phone and returned to the ward with a serious expression.

Seeing him like this, Shen Suihe couldn't help but ask, "Why, he doesn't want to come?"

Achen was shocked to realize that his expression was wrong, and his facial muscles immediately softened.

"No, no, no, the young master said he would be here soon, so you can eat first."

Shen Suihe didn't say anything else, just lowered his head and ate in small bites.

When Song Nanzhou arrived, he had already changed into a new set of clothes.

He pretended to be cheerful, holding a bouquet of flowers in his hand, and walked into the ward with a smile on his face.

"Sui Sui, did you eat well today?"

The tone was as gentle as always.

Shen Suihe said nothing and stretched out his hand.

"hug."

Song Nanzhou's heart softened. He put down the flowers, sat down on the bed and hugged Shen Suihe.

At this moment, Shen Suihe felt that nothing mattered anymore.

She just leaned in Song Nanzhou's arms, complaining that the man never came to see her.

Song Nanzhou chuckled and comforted Shen Suihe, kissing her on the forehead.

"Sui Sui, I'm sorry. I promise to visit you every day and won't let you feel lonely anymore."

Shen Suihe did not respond and brought up another topic.

"I want to go home tomorrow. I miss my parents. Can you go with me tomorrow?"

Song Nanzhou was stunned, lowered his head and asked: "Why do you suddenly want to go home? Didn't we already video chat?"

"How can it be the same? I miss the sweet and sour pork ribs my mom made. I really want to eat it again."

Maybe there will never be this opportunity again, Shen Suihe thought.

Her illness has affected her nerves, and she doesn't want her parents to see her as a mentally ill person one day.

In the previous life, they had already seen their loved ones die before them, and this time, she didn't want to let the tragedy happen again.

Song Nanzhou had no doubts and just thought that Shen Suihe really missed home.

"Okay, let's dress up beautifully and go home tomorrow. I will also pay a formal visit to my uncle and aunt. I'll ask Achen to prepare a gift for the meeting."

Shen Suihe looked at Song Nanzhou and asked in confusion: "A meeting gift? This is not the first time you have come to my house."

Song Nanzhou scratched the woman's nose lightly, his voice lazy.

"I have indeed been to your house many times, but this is my first time visiting as your fiancé, and I cannot break the rules."

Shen Suihe lowered his head, clutching his hospital gown helplessly.

Song Nanzhou lifted her chin and said sadly, "Why, you don't want to recognize me as your fiancé, do you? I gave my virginity to you."

The man expressed his grievances like a little resentful woman who was about to be abandoned.

Shen Suihe chuckled and laughed happily.

She held Song Nanzhou's handsome cheeks with both hands and kissed him.

"I don't know who took all the money and then ran away from the country, making me look like a scumbag."

Then, Shen Suihe leaned over again and whispered in the man's ear.

"Could it be that I was too tough that night and made you uncomfortable?"