She sat down beside him. "Hungry? Fish and shrimp have not finished eating, do you want it?"

Hu Feng shook his head. "I am not hungry."

"Oh--"

The silence of the two suddenly made the atmosphere a little embarrassing. Hu Feng did not like to talk on weekdays. Silence is his daily standard. She should have been used to it. But this kind of silence makes her feel at a loss. .

"Today's moon is really round--" She looked at the bright moon in the sky, trying to break the ambiguous atmosphere.

Hu Feng followed her eyes and looked at the moon, whispering: "This is fifteen, the moon is naturally round."

"Yeah, this time fifteen, I said how the moon would be so round, huh, huh--" She laughed, as if the atmosphere was getting more and more embarrassing. . .

After a while, after a while, she never talked again, Hu Feng could not help but look at her, but she saw her sleeping on her knees.

With my head on my head and a small face resting on my knee, I fell asleep.

Last night, in order to prepare Meng Nan for dry food, she had not slept overnight, and with this daytime change, she had to take care of him who was injured. It seems to be miserable.

He moved to her side, moved again, and let her body lean against him.

It was this feeling. Like last time, she suddenly fell into an abyss, and the body continued to sink. Finally, with a bang, she fell on a soft bed.

She couldn't wait to open her eyes. This time, there was no glaring white light. There was light in the room, but it was not bright. On the wall of the hospital bed, there was a digital frame with Beijing time and the instantaneous temperature in the room. With humidity, and her identity information for this patient.

There is no one other than her in the house.

No one else is normal, it will be two o'clock in the morning, she is such a lonely, who will be vigil in front of her bed?

She was stiff and some did not listen to the body, and the faintness in front of her made her almost fall down.

She is a doctor. Do you know what this fainting represents, the vegetative people who depend on nutrient solution, and want to seek vital signs like normal people?

Anemia and low blood pressure are all normal symptoms.

But what is going on here? Why did she return to here?

A gust of wind poured from the window and swayed the white gauze hanging from the window.

Looking sideways, a round of bright moon crashed into the eye.

Mingyue, fifteen?

She suddenly returned here last time, also the night of the 15th round, is it related to this?

The corridor outside the ward came with footsteps. The sound of the shoes on the floor tiles was very familiar. It should be Lin Yang.

So late, how can he come?

I don't know what kind of psychology, she quickly lie back and continue to sleep.

Lin Yang pushed the door of the ward and opened the flat light in the room. The ward was bright and white.

While walking away from the white coat of the body, when walking to the white bed, habitually swept the instrument next to the bed.

After looking at it, he went straight to the bathroom. He just walked to the bathroom door. He seemed to react to it. He suddenly turned back and saw that the apparent heartbeat on the monitor was eighty-five.

Eighty-five, this is a very normal heart rate, so when he saw it at a glance, he didn't notice anything wrong at the time.

This will only be reflected. Bai Xin’s heart rate is below 60. The 85 is too normal for her. This is not true.

He rushed to the bed and grabbed the white hand: "White, are you awake? Are you conscious? Can you hear me?"

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