Shen Weiqing knelt on the carpet and panted heavily, because the gauze wrapped around her hands started to ooze blood again because she was too hard to support Ling Yuzheng just now.

After resting for a while, Shen Weiqing couldn't help but stepped forward to look at the people on the sofa.

While asleep, he still had a flat and indifferent expression, but because of the current atmosphere, that indifference was reduced.

His skin is fine, his facial features are exquisite, under his thick black eyebrows, his dark eyelashes are slightly curled up, his nose is straight and slender, and because of his discomfort from being drunk, his lips are slightly pursed at this moment...

Thinking of this, Shen Weiqing's face began to blush again.

Just now he actually kissed her so forcefully, it was her first kiss!

"Um-"

Shen Weiqing suddenly came back to her senses and followed the prestige.

The person on the sofa suddenly groaned in discomfort, his brows were tightly knit together, his face turned pale, and beads of sweat oozed from his forehead.

Seeing that he was not feeling well, Shen Weiqing quickly ran to the bathroom to get a wet towel, wiped his face little by little, warmed him a glass of milk to feed him, and found a thin blanket from the guest room to cover him superior.

In the past few years of Shen Nianci's illness, in order to save the cost of the nurses, Shen Weiqing took care of her most of the time, so she was very skilled in all her movements. It was not until she finished all these that Ling Yuzheng relaxed his brows and fell into a deep sleep.

He was already tall, but because he was drunk and couldn't use his strength, after a lot of tossing, a thin layer of sweat oozed from Shen Weiqing's forehead.

Fearing that he would be uncomfortable in the middle of the night, Shen Weiqing took a thin blanket to cover her body, and nestled on the sofa next to him to guard him.

I don't know how my mother's condition is. I haven't gone to work for the past two days. I don't know if the boss of the coffee shop will allow her to continue to work part-time. After thinking about it, she also fell into a deep sleep.

When Ling Yuzheng woke up, Shen Weiqing was sleeping soundly. He rubbed his aching temples from the hangover, looked at the thin blanket on his body and the cup on the coffee table, trying to recall what happened yesterday.

He drank a lot yesterday, and then he...kissed her.

He looked deeply at the woman nestled in a ball on the opposite sofa, her long eyelashes were curled up, and there seemed to be baby fat on her snow-white face, which was slightly deformed under the pressure of the sofa, making her look even cuter.

He looked at her fixedly, with a flicker in his eyes for a second, but it disappeared in a flash.

Xu felt something, Shen Weiqing moved, opened his eyes slightly, as if he hadn't woken up, stretched like a kitten, turned over and went back to sleep.

Ling Yuzheng stared at her with deep eyes, but when he saw the bloody gauze on her hand, his heart froze.

It must not be easy for her to be able to help herself onto the sofa for her thin body.

Feeling the pain, Shen Weiqing frowned, opened her eyes slightly, but when she saw the enlarged handsome face in front of her, she suddenly woke up.

"do not move."

Shen Weiqing subconsciously wanted to withdraw her hand, but when she heard Ling Yuzheng's domineering voice, she dared not move again.

He held her arm firmly with one hand, and was lowering his head to change her medicine, with skillful and gentle movements.

"Thank you."

After he wrapped up the last wound, Shen Weiqing spoke politely, her voice was soft and hoarse just after waking up.

Not only thank him for helping her treat the wound, but also thank him for saving her that day.

He looked up at her, but didn't let go of her hand. Their eyes met, and their posture was a little ambiguous. Shen Weiqing's face immediately turned red.

"There are clothes in the guest room, go up and change before coming down."

It took a long time before Ling Yuzheng let go of her, and spoke lightly, without any emotion in his tone.

Shen Weiqing rushed upstairs as if she had received an amnesty, and only breathed a sigh of relief when she entered the room.

I don't know when there was an extra wardrobe in the room. There are many beautiful skirts in various colors and lengths. The only thing in common is that they all look exquisite and expensive.

Shen Weiqing chose the most common-looking dress with a pure white doll collar. The skirt is dotted with blossoming daisies, which looks pure and cute.

When she went downstairs again, Wang Ma had already woken up, and Ling Yuzheng was sitting at the dining table having breakfast, on which there was a mobile phone and a document.

Seeing her come out, Ling Yuzheng waved to her and told her to come over.

"Mr. Ling, I'm here to say goodbye to you."

She walked to the dining table and said obediently.

"This lady is so beautiful, when did you come here, sir, do you need another breakfast?"

Wang Ma came out of the kitchen, saw Shen Weiqing, then looked at Ling Yuzheng who was eating breakfast, and asked.

Ling Yuzheng nodded, and Wang Ma went into the kitchen to work again.

Shen Weiqing looked at Wang Ma's back with a puzzled expression, and Ling Yuzheng saw her doubts.

"Wang's mother suffered from Alzheimer's disease last year, and occasionally her memory is confused."

He spoke softly.

Hearing this, Shen Weiqing's eyes could not bear it.

"have a look."

He handed the document at hand to Shen Weiqing, and Shen Weiqing took a closer look, it was a contract.

"Jiang Zhao's hospital can perform surgery on your mother at any time."

After he finished his breakfast, he wiped his mouth gracefully while looking at Shen Weiqing.

Shen Weiqing was taken aback and looked at him.

"The part-time job in the coffee shop should only be enough for your daily life. If you sign this contract, your mother can have surgery at any time. The best hospital, the best doctor, as long as you obey."

Shen Weiqing looked at him quietly, and after a long time, she silently lowered her head.

He was right, it was impossible for Zhang Congshan to get money, and his mother's health was getting worse day by day, so she had to undergo surgery as soon as possible.

But she is just a poor student. Even if she spends all her spare time doing part-time jobs to earn money, she still cannot afford the cost of surgery and post-operative care.

Raising her head again, Shen Weiqing's eyes dimmed instantly, she met Ling Yuzheng's gaze unexpectedly, tears glistened in her beautiful Xingren eyes.

"Can you not let anyone know?"

She asked in a low voice, revealing helplessness and grievance that could not be concealed in her tone.

"It's natural."

Seeing that she finally accepted, he agreed very readily.

"I still have to go to school, or my mother will find out."

"You go back to school normally during school hours, come here on weekends or during normal holidays, my number is stored in this phone, you know what to do."

Shen Weiqing nodded dumbly, and signed her name on the contract. After all, she couldn't hold back when she wrote the last word. Big tears dripped on the paper, rendering a black ink flower.

But what can she do, her mother is her only relative.

She must save her mother, no matter what the cost!

Ling Yuzheng watched her sign in silence, then nodded in satisfaction.

Shen Weiqing carefully pushed the contract to him, bowed her head and stood there silently.

"You will live here during this period of time, and you will go back when your hands are ready."

He continued, his face still expressionless.

"But I..."

Shen Weiqing opened her mouth anxiously, but was interrupted forcefully by him.

Ling Yuzheng looked at the wound on her hand, and said with his eyes: "I asked you for a week's leave. During this period, you have to change the dressing every day so that there will be no scars."

"······Yes, I understand."

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