Good Morning, Mr. President!

The more severe the burning, the more afraid she felt.

Leaning on the back seat, his mind and his child are all over and over ...

She was scared.

Afraid of being really sick, I won't see them for a long time after isolation; I'm also afraid ... I'm afraid they will be infected by myself ...

"Miss, here it is." The driver's voice sounded in front, and she reluctantly returned. After paying for the car, he softened his legs and barely got out of the car.

The hospital is just around the corner.

Waiting in line to register is a very hard job, especially in the case of her mental illness.

"Stars?"

Just when she felt that she was about to persevere, a familiar voice, with concern, suddenly sounded.

She felt as if she was hallucinating.

Xu Yan trot from 10 meters away.

Her eyes were a little blurred, her dry lips moved, and her voice was hoarse enough to call him by no means.

"It's you!" Xu Yan looked at her worriedly. "What's wrong with you?"

She wore a mask and was half blocked by a small face.

Obviously separated for so long, but it is wonderful, in such a chaotic crowd, he can see her existence at a glance.

Xia Xingchen shook her head, her footsteps were floating. Xu Yan stepped forward and hugged her, "Are you uncomfortable?"

"... You ... stay away from me ..." Xia Xingchen pushed Xu Yan anxiously, "Don't rely on me so close ..."

When Xu Yan saw her like this, she mentioned her throat. With a frown on her face, she said nothing and hugged her directly from the ground.

"Hey! Xu Yan ..." Xia Xingchen struggled, "Hurry me down, I may be infected with Wis!"

"Don't talk nonsense!" Xu Yandao. Then she looked down, looked at her, her eyes were dark, her voice was firm: "If you are really infected, I will accompany you."

That look looked like Xia Xingchen's heart.

She froze.

The next moment, I was suddenly annoyed, and punched him with his fist, "Don't make a fuss! Do you think this disease is a minor illness like a cold? It will be dead! Xu Yan, please let me down!"

"You save your energy, I won't let it go!" Xu Yan remained indifferent.

Xia Xingchen stroked a hint of warmth in his chest. Looking up, looking at him-this is the first time she has been so close, and looked at him so carefully after the two separated and reunited five years ago-

He has matured a lot ...

It has faded the innocence of a young man and looks better than before.

It was this beautiful man who used to be the best dream in her heart ...

"Stupid! If I really transmitted it to you, I won't feel relieved ..." Her nose was sore.

He looked down at her, dragged his lips, and smiled bitterly, "Xing Chen, do you know, I now feel ... it is a luxury to be with you at such times ..."

His tone was so dark and so sad that she twisted her heart slightly.

At this moment, being in his arms, he couldn't even say a word.

However, he didn't struggle any more, just put aside his face and didn't answer his words.

"I know a doctor here. He just happened to be transferred to the fever department." Xu Yan said again, softly. "You can rest assured that no matter what the situation is, you will not be alone."

"Thank you, Xu Yan." It is false to say not to be touched.

In particular, at this time of illness, when it is most vulnerable ...

"By the way, why did you come to the hospital? Are you sick?"

He laughed. "You care about me?"

Xia Xingchen deliberately said: "I am so sick now, so I have no strength to care about you."

He laughed even more happily. "Don't worry, I've just suffered from insomnia recently, so come and get some sleeping pills."

especially……

After going to the hospital with them that day, he hardly closed his eyes for two nights. Close your eyes, there is always a picture of her with the President in her mind ...

Every picture is stabbing his heart.

It hurts ...

…………………………

The hospital is a very frustrating place.

Xia Xingchen was asked to do another inspection. Checking each item, the whole person has been indistinguishable. But fortunately, there is Xu Yan.

He worked harder than her. She ran up and down for her all morning in the hospital, more nervous, more worried, and more upset than her.

When she drew blood, he was afraid of her pain, and he patted her back patiently, soothing softly. She was thirsty, he gave her hot water everywhere, but he was too busy to drink even a sip of water.

After each examination, Xia Xingchen was called by the doctor into the consultation room. Xu Yan was more worried than she was, "How? The test results have come out?"

"There is one more result that will come out in two days. In these two days, the patient is better to stay at home, do not go anywhere, anyone should keep a distance with her." The doctor told him, looked at his friend Xu Yan "You too, don't be so close to her these two days."

"Don't talk nonsense, I have something in mind." Xu Yan was afraid of Xia Xingchen's sadness, and gave her a worried look.

She tightened her mask tightly and asked dumbly, "Doctor, then ... Is there a high possibility of infection in this case?"

"It's still big. But now the results have not come out, no one is sure."

The doctor's words fell, and Xia Xingchen's heart was cold, and his eyes were swollen and pantothenic.

"I'll make a call." She whispered to Xu Yan and walked outside, shrinking into a small corner. Xu Yan's worried eyes followed her.

...

First she called the presidential palace, and she asked her servant to call the housekeeper to answer the call.

"Miss Xia."

"Butler, please ... disinfect the entire house. Especially in the room of the young master and Mr. President, don't let go of every corner ..." she murmured.

"What's wrong, Miss Xia?" The housekeeper asked worriedly.

Xia Xingchen was afraid to say to the housekeeper, let the other two know that he was worried, and just said, "You do as I said, we must remember, don't let go of every corner. I have other calls to call, first not I told you. "

After all, she didn't wait for the housekeeper to say anything, and she hung up the phone.

He groaned, dropped his finger on the screen, and swiped to the phone book. Looking at the word "future husband", the tip of the nose is even more sour.

Really worried about him ...

In the end, I couldn't help but dial the number.

In fact, he didn't have any hope that he would take it. He is always so busy ...

but……

This time, after three beeps, the phone was picked up.

He didn't speak first, but just listening to the sound of breathing coming from that end, Xia Xingchen knew it was him.

She listened quietly, and felt that the tip of her nose was more sour. No reason.