He was afraid that if he accidentally fell asleep, he wouldn’t be able to take good care of her and wouldn’t notice her relapse in time.
The doctor said that being in a state of prolonged extreme fear can truly lead to death.
So, he didn’t dare sleep for even a minute.
Rong Qingqing nodded and murmured in agreement, only then noticing that one of her hands was still gripping Shen Jue, and she quickly loosened her hold.
"Did you hold me the whole night?"
Feeling a bit embarrassed, Rong Qingqing rubbed the tip of her nose and then nudged Shen Jue, "Let go, let me stand up and move around, my back and waist feel sore."
Shen Jue had been carefully watching Rong Qingqing’s expression, and seeing she looked fine, he finally let go of her waist.
Rong Qingqing almost immediately climbed out of Shen Jue’s arms, stood on the ground, jumped twice, and twisted her stiff neck.
"Thank you for last night." Rong Qingqing glanced at Shen Jue, then forcibly explained, "I’m just a tiny bit afraid of the dark, not seriously, just a tiny bit."
Shen Jue didn’t expose Rong Qingqing, just murmured in agreement.
"I want to go home, not stay in the hospital." Rong Qingqing jumped twice for Shen Jue, "See, I’m in great health."
Shen Jue didn’t immediately agree but instead called the doctor over.
The on-duty doctor came along with the doctor who had chased behind Rong Qingqing with a wheelchair throughout the hospital last time.
Upon hearing Rong Qingqing say she wanted to be discharged, the doctor said, "I’m not surprised by your words at all; I guessed it even before you woke up."
Refusing to stay in the hospital after a concussion last time, she would definitely demand discharge as soon as she woke this time.
"Anyone who doesn’t know might think the hospital had done something to you, gobbled you up?" The doctor teased Rong Qingqing.
But given Rong Qingqing’s condition, staying in the hospital wasn’t really necessary, so the doctor waved her off for discharge.
The hospital was quiet everywhere at around six in the morning.
Rong Qingqing sat in the car, leaning against the window watching Shen Jue outside on the phone, her gaze closely following him.
Shen Jue sensed it, turned his head to look at her, then hurriedly hung up the phone and had Lin Bufan carry him into the car.
Just like Rong Kuo said, after waking up, Rong Qingqing indeed became a bit clingy.
He was just making a call outside the car, yet Rong Qingqing kept watching him as if he would disappear in the blink of an eye if she looked away.
Once the car left the hospital, Rong Qingqing reached out to rummage through Shen Jue’s coat.
"I remember I hid my phone in your coat pocket yesterday." Rong Qingqing murmured, looking up at Shen Jue, "You didn’t lose it, did you?"
Shen Jue curled his lip, pulled her phone out from another pocket, and handed it over.
Asked, "Do you remember last night..."
Before he could finish, Rong Qingqing slapped the seat with a big hand and leaned back saying, "Last night, which bastard locked me in that little dark room?"
Thinking of this, Rong Qingqing was nearly fuming, "Was it that bastard Zhao Junxi?"
"Zhao Junxi! Zhao Junxi! He’s finished! He’s truly finished!"
Rong Qingqing picked up her phone to call Zhao Junxi.
Shen Jue pressed his hand on her phone, "It wasn’t him."
Rong Qingqing looked up, "The servant said he was looking for me. Wasn’t it him? Then who tricked me using his name?" ᴛhis chapter is ᴜpdated by novelFirｅ.net
Rong Qingqing moved closer to Shen Jue, thinking it would be more convenient to talk .
"Who had the audacity to cause trouble on Zhao Family’s turf using the young master’s name?" Rong Qingqing asked.
Rong Qingqing was really curious, who had the nerve to pull such a stunt at Zhao Family’s house?