A teenage girl should be free to play and play, cry when she wants to cry, and laugh when she wants to laugh, instead of closing herself up with so-called strength like Qiao Liming, but she can't do it like this. What should I do, no one will truly pity her...
As for Lin Qingyan's appearance, how could it be any different from those people with ulterior motives, maybe even more shameful than them.They are for money, but Lin Qingyan is for this person named Qiao Liming, she is playing with other people's feelings...
On the surface, Qiao Liming returned to the usual calmness, as if the doctor told her that the result had never existed, or that she had accepted her ending from the bottom of her heart, but if you think about it carefully, who would be willing to accept the coming death , I'm afraid it's just helpless self-destruction.
The amount of medicines used every day was increasing, and Qiao Liming, who was bathed in the sun most of the time, was much paler than when he first met, almost comparable to the walls of the ward.
After that physical examination, Lin Qingyan thought that she had been recognized by Qiao Yuming as a friend. A person with a strong surface would not expose his weakness in front of strangers. Of course, this was only Lin Qingyan's unilateral inference.
Qiao Yuming likes to sit quietly, even if he can't feel anything, so Lin Qingyan didn't break the silence in the ward, but borrowed a free wheelchair in the hospital from Xiao Zhao in the name of Qiao Yuming, and she sat side by side with Qiao Yuming. On the other wheelchair, Qiao Yuming's palm was covered on the back of her right hand, and she accompanied Qiao Yuming to look out of the window, watching the time pass by her eyes little by little.
In such a world, time, for Lin Qingyan, has lost its original value, and everything has changed beyond recognition.
There was a knock on the door of the ward after a few hours, and the atmosphere of mutual silence was broken so easily.
"I'll go see who's here."
Lin Qingyan got up and got out of the wheelchair, raised her left hand that had been in contact with Qiao Liming's skin for a few seconds, and sniffed it under the tip of her nose. There was a faint scent of medicine on the palm. Is it the new traditional Chinese medicine that Qiao Liming added today? Although it smells good, but There is an illusion that it is unusually bitter.
The door was not locked on the inside, it was only gently moved around, and the visitors seemed to be very polite, after only a few taps in a row, there was no more sound. At this time, it is unlikely that the people who came were Xiao Zhao and the others. , when they come to the ward is fixed.
The door opened, and the barrier between the room and the people in the corridor disappeared.
Standing in front of Lin Qingyan was a man who was unfamiliar to her. This man was about 30 years old, with a strong physique, and he was wearing a dark black suit. At first glance, he gave people the impression that he was very difficult to get along with, and he was the most afraid of children. The kind of adults.
"...You are?"
He was holding a two-layer insulated lunch box in his right hand, but Lin Qingyan didn't remember that they ordered takeaway, and also, the clothes in this way didn't look like delivery boxes, but more like bodyguards.
"Mr. Qiao Jingting sent me here."
The man briefly explained why he appeared.
It turned out to be Uncle Qiao Liming's man, so the item in his hand was probably Qiao Jingting's.
Lin Qingyan took a step back to the right, "Oh...then come in quickly."
The man walked to the coffee table, carefully placed the lunch box in his hand on it, and then turned to Qiao Liming.
"Miss Qiao, sir said you must like this, so he sent me to bring it to you."
The man seemed to understand Qiao Liming's temper, and knew that he would not get her reply.
"Well, Miss Qiao has nothing to say, I'll go back first."
The man completed his purpose of this trip, turned around and walked back, and was about to step out of the ward...
"Thank you uncle for me."
The man turned his head respectfully, "Yes, I will."
Lin Qingyan stood by the door, watching the cold interaction between the two without interjecting a word, acting as a bystander watching the scene.
After the man disappeared from their eyes, Lin Qingyan closed the door and walked to the tea table with the lunch box. She was curious about what good things were inside.However, she also learned that Qiao Jingting didn't have much affection for the eldest brother's only daughter. Otherwise, even in this situation, as an uncle, he still didn't show up. Could it be that he didn't even have time to deliver things?
The lunch box on the coffee table is relatively small, only bigger than her raised palm.
Lin Qingyan opened the top lid of the box, and there was another small porcelain plate inside, on which were placed four exquisite, golden egg fried rice balls, which were round and looked very delicious, but these few mouthfuls were common. Is it worth sending someone to deliver the food? There are living people in the hospital. If Qiao Yuming wants to eat, it's not like no one will help her buy it.
Lin Qingyan then opened the bottom layer, and the inside was even more disappointing. The strange thing was that it was not loaded with food, but a small folded note. She was just about to open it to see what mysterious words were written inside. hour...
"Qingyan, what are you doing?"
Qiao Juming asked eagerly, as if she was afraid that Lin Qingyan had done something she didn't know about.
"what?"
Lin Qingyan put the note back with a guilty conscience, and walked up to Qiao Liming with the first layer of rice box containing egg fried rice balls in his left hand, and pinched one with his right hand, "Your uncle is too stingy, send it here." There are only a few egg fried rice balls... but it looks very good, do you want to eat it?"
"Did you eat?"
When Lin Qingyan heard Qiao Liming's flustered question, she suddenly became ill-intentioned and lied.
"Yeah, I ate one...um..." Lin Qingyan moved her teeth up and down, "...it's really delicious."
"You...who let you eat it!"
Qiao Liming shouted loudly, and the wheelchair moved a little bit under his body.
"No way... so stingy, just like your uncle."
Lin Qingyan pretended to be angry, looked at the little rice balls, and put the one she was holding back to its original place.
"...Sorry, I shouldn't be so loud...Just remember it in the future, you can't move the things that uncle sent you."
Qiao Liming felt that he had really lost his composure.
"Okay... I'll remember, the one your uncle sent you can't move!"
Lin Qingyan couldn't help emphasizing the word "uncle" in the words that came out of his mouth.
"Give me something, I want to be alone for a while."
It's unbelievable, Lin Qingyan is the nurse hired by his uncle, don't he even understand what this food represents?Or she is not afraid of death...
Qiao Liming said so, how could Lin Qingyan not follow through.
Lin Qingyan handed the lunch box to Qiao Yuming, and left without worrying about saying "Call me if you have anything to do".
Lin Qingyan leaned against the wall and stood beside the door of Ward 401, with his left hand on his right shoulder, looking at the farthest end of the corridor, heaved a long sigh of relief, as if he was very tired.
And in the ward—
Qiao Juming, who was alone, had no worries, picked up a piece and put it in his mouth, chewed it a few times, and tears welled up in his eyes.
I remember that when my mother was around, she would often do this for her... But now, my uncle wants her to die... She is a terminally ill disabled person, and someone needs to think about her...
As for Lin Qingyan's appearance, how could it be any different from those people with ulterior motives, maybe even more shameful than them.They are for money, but Lin Qingyan is for this person named Qiao Liming, she is playing with other people's feelings...
On the surface, Qiao Liming returned to the usual calmness, as if the doctor told her that the result had never existed, or that she had accepted her ending from the bottom of her heart, but if you think about it carefully, who would be willing to accept the coming death , I'm afraid it's just helpless self-destruction.
The amount of medicines used every day was increasing, and Qiao Liming, who was bathed in the sun most of the time, was much paler than when he first met, almost comparable to the walls of the ward.
After that physical examination, Lin Qingyan thought that she had been recognized by Qiao Yuming as a friend. A person with a strong surface would not expose his weakness in front of strangers. Of course, this was only Lin Qingyan's unilateral inference.
Qiao Yuming likes to sit quietly, even if he can't feel anything, so Lin Qingyan didn't break the silence in the ward, but borrowed a free wheelchair in the hospital from Xiao Zhao in the name of Qiao Yuming, and she sat side by side with Qiao Yuming. On the other wheelchair, Qiao Yuming's palm was covered on the back of her right hand, and she accompanied Qiao Yuming to look out of the window, watching the time pass by her eyes little by little.
In such a world, time, for Lin Qingyan, has lost its original value, and everything has changed beyond recognition.
There was a knock on the door of the ward after a few hours, and the atmosphere of mutual silence was broken so easily.
"I'll go see who's here."
Lin Qingyan got up and got out of the wheelchair, raised her left hand that had been in contact with Qiao Liming's skin for a few seconds, and sniffed it under the tip of her nose. There was a faint scent of medicine on the palm. Is it the new traditional Chinese medicine that Qiao Liming added today? Although it smells good, but There is an illusion that it is unusually bitter.
The door was not locked on the inside, it was only gently moved around, and the visitors seemed to be very polite, after only a few taps in a row, there was no more sound. At this time, it is unlikely that the people who came were Xiao Zhao and the others. , when they come to the ward is fixed.
The door opened, and the barrier between the room and the people in the corridor disappeared.
Standing in front of Lin Qingyan was a man who was unfamiliar to her. This man was about 30 years old, with a strong physique, and he was wearing a dark black suit. At first glance, he gave people the impression that he was very difficult to get along with, and he was the most afraid of children. The kind of adults.
"...You are?"
He was holding a two-layer insulated lunch box in his right hand, but Lin Qingyan didn't remember that they ordered takeaway, and also, the clothes in this way didn't look like delivery boxes, but more like bodyguards.
"Mr. Qiao Jingting sent me here."
The man briefly explained why he appeared.
It turned out to be Uncle Qiao Liming's man, so the item in his hand was probably Qiao Jingting's.
Lin Qingyan took a step back to the right, "Oh...then come in quickly."
The man walked to the coffee table, carefully placed the lunch box in his hand on it, and then turned to Qiao Liming.
"Miss Qiao, sir said you must like this, so he sent me to bring it to you."
The man seemed to understand Qiao Liming's temper, and knew that he would not get her reply.
"Well, Miss Qiao has nothing to say, I'll go back first."
The man completed his purpose of this trip, turned around and walked back, and was about to step out of the ward...
"Thank you uncle for me."
The man turned his head respectfully, "Yes, I will."
Lin Qingyan stood by the door, watching the cold interaction between the two without interjecting a word, acting as a bystander watching the scene.
After the man disappeared from their eyes, Lin Qingyan closed the door and walked to the tea table with the lunch box. She was curious about what good things were inside.However, she also learned that Qiao Jingting didn't have much affection for the eldest brother's only daughter. Otherwise, even in this situation, as an uncle, he still didn't show up. Could it be that he didn't even have time to deliver things?
The lunch box on the coffee table is relatively small, only bigger than her raised palm.
Lin Qingyan opened the top lid of the box, and there was another small porcelain plate inside, on which were placed four exquisite, golden egg fried rice balls, which were round and looked very delicious, but these few mouthfuls were common. Is it worth sending someone to deliver the food? There are living people in the hospital. If Qiao Yuming wants to eat, it's not like no one will help her buy it.
Lin Qingyan then opened the bottom layer, and the inside was even more disappointing. The strange thing was that it was not loaded with food, but a small folded note. She was just about to open it to see what mysterious words were written inside. hour...
"Qingyan, what are you doing?"
Qiao Juming asked eagerly, as if she was afraid that Lin Qingyan had done something she didn't know about.
"what?"
Lin Qingyan put the note back with a guilty conscience, and walked up to Qiao Liming with the first layer of rice box containing egg fried rice balls in his left hand, and pinched one with his right hand, "Your uncle is too stingy, send it here." There are only a few egg fried rice balls... but it looks very good, do you want to eat it?"
"Did you eat?"
When Lin Qingyan heard Qiao Liming's flustered question, she suddenly became ill-intentioned and lied.
"Yeah, I ate one...um..." Lin Qingyan moved her teeth up and down, "...it's really delicious."
"You...who let you eat it!"
Qiao Liming shouted loudly, and the wheelchair moved a little bit under his body.
"No way... so stingy, just like your uncle."
Lin Qingyan pretended to be angry, looked at the little rice balls, and put the one she was holding back to its original place.
"...Sorry, I shouldn't be so loud...Just remember it in the future, you can't move the things that uncle sent you."
Qiao Liming felt that he had really lost his composure.
"Okay... I'll remember, the one your uncle sent you can't move!"
Lin Qingyan couldn't help emphasizing the word "uncle" in the words that came out of his mouth.
"Give me something, I want to be alone for a while."
It's unbelievable, Lin Qingyan is the nurse hired by his uncle, don't he even understand what this food represents?Or she is not afraid of death...
Qiao Liming said so, how could Lin Qingyan not follow through.
Lin Qingyan handed the lunch box to Qiao Yuming, and left without worrying about saying "Call me if you have anything to do".
Lin Qingyan leaned against the wall and stood beside the door of Ward 401, with his left hand on his right shoulder, looking at the farthest end of the corridor, heaved a long sigh of relief, as if he was very tired.
And in the ward—
Qiao Juming, who was alone, had no worries, picked up a piece and put it in his mouth, chewed it a few times, and tears welled up in his eyes.
I remember that when my mother was around, she would often do this for her... But now, my uncle wants her to die... She is a terminally ill disabled person, and someone needs to think about her...
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