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At that moment, Jiang Jing couldn't feel any pain.

The arm covering the eyes slowly dropped, and the dark pupils constricted instantly.Before his eyes refocused, Jiang Jing's body swayed helplessly.

The dazzling white light suddenly dimmed, and a figure ran towards him against the light.Jiang Jing used his last strength to open his eyelids.

Ji Shurong didn't even close the car door, his clothes were blown behind him by the wind, and he flew in mid-air with his movements. He had very long legs, and he stopped in front of Jiang Jing in less than three seconds after running.

Jiang Jing's black and wet eyelashes trembled, and his voice was so small that he could hardly hear him: "You're here..."

The belated sharp pain made his mind go blank, and his head seemed to be extremely heavy, completely crushing the last tight string.

"Jiang Jing!" Ji Shurong hugged him, dragged his head and shook his head, his voice trembling imperceptibly: "Jiang Jing, wake up."

Jiang Jing's eyes were closed tightly, his face was pale, only his lips were stained red with blood.

Sun Qing and Feng Yuan had long since disappeared, leaving only a wooden stick lying quietly beside them.

The rain became more and more urgent, Ji Shurong picked up Jiang Jing horizontally, carefully put him in the back seat, took off his coat and put it on him.Jiang Jing had lost consciousness and fell down as if without bones.

Afraid that he would slip down, Ji Shurong stared at the rearview mirror from the corner of his eyes, and stepped on the accelerator to gallop to the hospital.

The hospital was brightly lit, people were coming and going in the lobby, and the smell of disinfectant filled the nostrils.The nurse on duty understood the situation, and hurriedly ordered someone to push a wheelchair over, and quickly said, "Go for a CT first."

Ji Shurong kept holding Jiang Jing and did not let go, the corners of his mouth were tightly pursed: "Where are you going to do it?"

"On the third floor, put the person down, and I'll take you there."

The elevator door was not far away, surrounded by four or five people outside, Ji Shurong didn't want to waste time, looked down at Jiang Jing, and said in a deep voice, "I'll carry him and take the stairs."

The nurse was a little hesitant, seeing his cold eyes without any warmth, hurriedly pushed the wheelchair away, and led him upstairs.

Ji Shurong took three steps at a time. The nurse couldn't catch up with him, so he leaned on the wall and shouted weakly: "On the right side, the first door you turn in is the first door."

After a series of checks, Jiang Jing was still unconscious.The doctor ordered him to be sent to the ward, turned to Ji Shurong and said, "Slight concussion, high fever of 39 degrees, and being hit by a heavy object on the back of the head are the main causes of fainting. Although it is not life-threatening, it needs to be hospitalized. Treatment. It is also recommended that you call the police, this level of fighting can already constitute a crime."

Ji Shurong's hair was a little disheveled, his back was tense, he breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Okay, thank you doctor."

There was only one patient, Jiang Jing, in the ward. He put on a clean hospital gown, his wet hair was dried, and he lay there calmly, as if he was asleep.

Ji Shurong stood outside the door and made a phone call, his eyes fell on him through the glass: "The assailant ran away when he saw me coming, there should be surveillance on the side of the road... Well, okay, sorry for your inconvenience."

The police hung up the phone first, and there was silence in his ears. Ji Shurong sighed softly, put away his phone and pushed the door in.

Jiang Jing was covered with two layers of quilt, with only one hand exposed to administer the drip outside. The transparent liquid slid down drop by drop and disappeared into his slightly protruding blood vessels.The high fever made his side face flushed abnormally, his lips were a little dry, and blood was still oozing from the wound at the corner of his mouth.

Ji Shurong got up and poured a cup of hot water, dipped it in with a cotton swab, and carefully moistened the corners of his mouth.Jiang Jing's slightly frowned brows relaxed a little.

His lips parted slightly, and Ji Shurong's hot breath fell on Ji Shurong's fingers, hot and weak.

Ji Shurong seemed to be distracted, and paused for a long time before withdrawing his hand.The water glass was placed on the table, making a slight sound.

There were nurses passing by talking in low voices outside the door, and after a while, it became quiet again.

Ji Shurong stood by the bed, staring fixedly at Jiang Jing's sleeping face, his eyes were deep and gentle, showing no emotion.

The wet clothes on his body hadn't had time to change, and his exposed skin was icy cold.He stretched out his hand, as if he wanted to touch Jiang Jing's brow, but he was afraid that the coolness would make him uncomfortable, and it would eventually fall on his soft hair.

"...I'm sorry." He said softly.

I am sorry.

I shouldn't have left you alone.

Shouldn't have come so late.

Ji Shurong stood there for a long time, and he didn't come back to his senses until the nurse who made the rounds came in.

The nurse took Jiang Jing's temperature, and the fever subsided a little, but the fever was still high.She pointed to the medicine bottle above and whispered, "Remember to call me after this."

Ji Shurong hummed.

"Patients must inform us of any situation, and don't act rashly."

"it is good."

After the nurse gave her instructions, she went out lightly.

Ji Shurong drew the curtains, turned off a light, and sat quietly beside Jiang Jing in the dark, without sleep all night.

In the early morning of the next day, when the doctor who made the rounds knocked on the door and came in, Ji Shurong suddenly opened his closed eyelids and got up to make room.

"It's almost there." The doctor took Jiang Jing's temperature, and the high fever finally subsided, and it is estimated that the fever will be completely subsided after a little sleep.

The nurse went to the window and opened the curtains, and with a "swish", bright sunlight poured into the room.

"The sun is out." The nurse couldn't help sighing.

The sky is clear outside, and there are still drops of water hanging on the treetops. There is no trace of the violent wind and rain last night.

After the routine examination, the doctor changed Jiang Jing to a bottle, looked at Ji Shurong and asked, "Are you the patient's family?"

Ji Shurong shook his head slightly.

"The patient should inform his family members as soon as possible in this situation. The hospitalization procedures need to use an ID card and a medical insurance card."

After the doctor left, Ji Shurong took out his cell phone from Jiang Jing's pocket.

The phone needs a password to unlock it. Ji Shurong turned it over and took a look. Fortunately, there was a fingerprint key on the back.He squatted next to Jiang Jing with his mobile phone, squeezed his index finger and pressed it, and the screen instantly lit up.

Ji Shurong didn't have the habit of prying into other people's privacy, so he opened the bottom address book without looking sideways, and couldn't find Jiang Zheng's name after searching for a long time.

According to Jiang Jing's temper, he probably blocked his father.

Ji Shurong touched the tip of his nose, and his finger slid to land on the space above the words "head teacher".

Jiang Jing couldn't go to school in this situation, so he could ask the teacher to contact the parents.Thinking so, Ji Shurong walked outside the door with his mobile phone and dialed it without hesitation.

After hearing the whole story, the homeroom teacher finally asked worriedly, "Is Jiang Jing seriously injured?"

"It's okay." Ji Shurong said politely: "Then please contact his parents, thank you teacher."

The weather was exceptionally good that day, the sun was dazzling at noon, the endless clear sky was outside the window, all kinds of vendors downstairs were shouting one after another, the streets were full of traffic, and the eyes were filled with fireworks.

Ji Shurong stood by the window with one hand in his pocket, looking down at the stall selling candied haws, thinking that when Jiang Jing woke up, he would buy a few bunches, it was sour and sweet, children should like it.

When the door lock rang behind him, Ji Shurong thought it was a nurse coming to make rounds, turned around slowly, and was stunned for a moment when he saw the person coming.

Jiang Zheng was dressed in formal attire, his temples were slightly disheveled, and his serious face softened when he saw Jiang Jing.He approached slowly, looked at the bandage wrapped around Jiang Jing's head without saying a word, and sighed heavily after a long time.

Ji Shurong was still standing by the window, and he didn't smile until he looked over: "Hello."

Jiang Zheng recognized him and knew that Jiang Jing was sent to the hospital by him, so he thanked him sincerely: "Thank you, Xiao Jing for causing you trouble."

Ji Shurong said gently, "No trouble."

Jiang Zheng turned his gaze back to Jiang Jing, and sighed, "I just got my feet back, and now I'm in the hospital again. This child is really worrying."

The restless child slept soundly, otherwise he would jump up and talk loudly.

Just when the doctor came to make rounds, Jiang Zheng went out to ask about the situation.He was originally in another city for a meeting, and when he received a call from the teacher, he rushed here non-stop. This time twice, he almost had a heart attack.

Knowing that Jiang Jing was fine, Jiang Zheng breathed a sigh of relief, and went through the hospitalization procedures for him. Before leaving, he said to Ji Shurong, "If you have something to do, go back first. I'll let his aunt take care of him."

"No, I don't have any work recently, so it's okay to watch him here."

Jiang Zheng didn't force it, and left after expressing his thanks.

The door of the ward was gently closed, Ji Shurong swept his eyes and smiled: "Are you awake?"

Jiang Jing half-opened his eyes, looked at him quietly, and said "Mmm" in a moaning voice.

Ji Shurong understood: "Are you awake early?"

Jiang Jing didn't say anything, it was a tacit agreement.

He regained consciousness when Jiang Zheng entered the door just now, but he didn't want to face him like this, so he simply continued to pretend to be asleep, and didn't open his eyes until he heard that Jiang Zheng had left.

Ji Shurong poured a cup of hot water, brought it to his mouth, and asked in a low voice, "Are there any other discomforts?"

Jiang Jing tilted his head and sipped his mouth, hesitantly said after a while: "I want to go to the toilet."

"There's a urinal under the bed, I'll bring it up for you later."

Jiang Jing resisted: "No."

Ji Shurong put down the water glass, and said, "It's cold outside, you just had a fever, what if you catch a cold again?"

Jiang Jing didn't even want to use the urinal, so he stuck his neck and said, "Just put on more clothes, help me up quickly, I'm going to suffocate to death."

Ji Shurong had no choice but to hold him by the shoulders to help him up, but as soon as his head left the pillow, Jiang Jing let out an "ow".

Ji Shurong didn't dare to move: "What's wrong?"

"Hiss." Jiang Jing closed his eyes and frowned, "Head hurts."

Ji Shurong frowned, and carefully put him down: "You have to rest for at least a week for a concussion, don't get out of bed."

"I have a concussion..." Jiang Jing still couldn't believe it, and muttered, "I said why my head hurts and I feel dizzy."

Ji Shurong squatted down and took out the urinal, and asked, "Do it yourself or should I help you?"

The corners of Jiang Jing's eyes twitched: "...do it yourself."

He had never used this thing before, and it felt disgusting to hold it in his hand. Seeing that Ji Shurong was still standing still, he urged, "Go out first."

"You can do it yourself?" Ji Shurong was not at ease, "Just use it while lying down, don't touch your head."

Jiang Jing's bladder was about to explode, and he couldn't bear it anymore and said, "What does it matter if I pee!"

"..."

Ji Shurong lowered the corner of his mouth.

It's been a long time since such a lively child.