Hua Yinong said: "you have a fever. I left suddenly a few days ago. I'm a little worried, so I plan to come and have a look. As soon as I enter the door, I see you fall to the ground. I've already called a doctor for you."

Hearing this, Shen Zhiyu's eyes flashed a little flustered. He felt guilty and didn't dare to see Xia Beiqing. He asked tentatively, "doctor... Didn't say anything."

Hua Yinong took a look at Xia Beiqing in the wheelchair and shook his head: "I didn't say anything. I gave you a drop and prescribed some medicine."

Shen Zhiyu breathed a sigh of relief. He raised his hand and grasped Xia Beiqing's hand. It was cold when he touched it. Xia Beiqing retracted his hand like an electric shock, as if to resist his touch.

Shen Zhiyu's hand is frozen, and he looks at Xia Beiqing.

Xia Beiqing also realized that he was too radical. He immediately took out a pen and paper and handed it to Shen Zhiyu.

——Mr. Shen, I'm worried that you should get better soon.

Shen Zhiyu pulled up a pale smile: "it's just a fever. It's nothing serious. It will be fine soon."

Xia Beiqing slowly lowered his head, and the atmosphere became inexplicably depressed.

The mobile phone at the head of the bed suddenly rings. Xia Bei glances at it. The caller ID is he Jiayi. Then, the mobile phone is taken away by Shen Zhiyu. Instead of answering, he hangs up in a hurry.

Xia Beiqing stares at Shen Zhiyu's mobile phone, can't help but wring his eyebrows, and his hand on the wheelchair is also tightly clenched.

Hua Yinong took a look at Shen Zhiyu and Xia Beiqing, and broke the silence with a dry smile: "at noon, Beiqing and I go out to eat first, and you have a rest first."

Shen Zhiyu nodded.

Hua Yinong pushes Xia Bei to leave the room.

When the door closes, Shen Zhiyu calls back he Jiayi.

He Jiayi's anxious voice rang out at the other end: "what's your situation? I made several phone calls in front of you, but you didn't answer them."

Shen Zhiyu coughed: "I have a fever. I just woke up."

"Fever?" He Jiayi exclaimed: "I knew you couldn't get out of hospital like this. I'm sure you'll go out. I'll come to you right away!"

"No! No! You come here, the north will be suspicious! "

"Can't I be a guest in the past?" He Jiayi was resolute, dropped this sentence and hung up directly.

Half an hour later, he Jiayi arrives at the apartment with a medical box in his hand. Facing Xia Beiqing and Hua Yinong's puzzled eyes, he casually finds a reason.

"I have a patient nearby. I'll drop by to see you. What about your encounter? At home? " He Jiayi pretends to know nothing.

Hua Yinong replied: "in my room, I had a fever yesterday."

He Jiayi pretended to be surprised: "fever? I'll go and see him

Then he walked to the direction of the room. When he came to the door, he turned his head and looked at Xia Beiqing and Hua Yinong behind him.

"I have something personal to talk about with you. Let me be alone for a while."

He Jiayi enters the room alone and closes the door.

Staring at the closed door, Xia Beiqing writes on the paper and hands it to Hua Yinong.

——He is with Mr. Shen.

Hua Yinong comforted: "maybe, they have something to worry about."

Xia Bei tilted his head and dropped his hand holding the paper.

In the room, he Jiayi strides to the bed and looks at the thin Shen Zhiyu on the bed. She is anxious and angry.

"I told you not to rush out of the hospital. You don't listen. It's you who are suffering now!"