The 201st time a scumbag asked for reunion

The two of them were talking without a word, and they seemed to have forgotten Sheng Mingxuan who was lying on the bed, and thus missed the strange look in his eyes.

Qiao Jing did glance at him, but Sheng Mingxuan avoided his gaze and did not meet his gaze, which made Qiao Jing even more strange.He sharply saw Sheng Mingxuan's neck under the gauze, revealing a small piece of red rope.

"Brother, you really didn't see clearly what the person who attacked you looked like?"

"I can't remember anything...At that time, my mind was blank." Sheng Mingxuan's eyes dodged a little.

"Jing'er, don't ask him, you are not suitable to take care of these things now. Leave those dirty things behind the scenes to Grandpa. Your main task now is to take good care of yourself."

Pickle...I'm your grandson too...you actually talk about me, pickle?

When Qiao Jing heard this sentence, she immediately went to look at Sheng Mingxuan, but at this time, Sheng Mingxuan was able to perfectly conceal his expression.

What happened to make him look so weird?His words are vague, who is he covering?

Or, is he doing it for himself?

Because of too much thinking, Qiao Jing suddenly felt dizzy when she came out of her own thoughts, and she almost couldn't even sit in the chair.

Old Master Sheng saw that something was wrong, and quickly asked his servants to help him lean on the back of the chair.

"How about it?"

Qiao Jing opened his eyes, and saw that the old man was looking at him worriedly. He quickly sat up straight with the help of his servants, "I'm fine..."

There was a faint weakness in the sound alone.

"Sir, the second young master has a fever."

"What? Fever? Why don't you hurry up and help the second young master back!"

"..." Seeing that he couldn't hide it anymore, Qiao Jing had no choice but to pretend to be innocent. He raised his hand and touched his forehead, "Have you got a fever? I don't even know it myself. No wonder I felt very dizzy when I woke up in the morning."

Maybe it was because his expression was so sincere that Mr. Sheng actually believed it. He said worriedly, "If you have a fever, don't underestimate it. Mike, send a car to take the young master to the hospital right now. You child. You child, too. You're confused. Let's go."

"Then I'll go first, brother, you have a good rest." Qiao Jing stood up from the chair with the support of others, supported the edge of the bed with her hands, looked directly at Sheng Mingxuan, and said softly, "Brother, I'm going first, take a good rest."

He seemed to be staring intently at Sheng Mingxuan's face, but in fact, he was looking at the red string inside his clothes from the corner of his eye.Seeing Sheng Mingxuan's expression, it seems that he still doesn't know there is such a thing in it.

Qiao Jing really wanted to pull the rope out, but she was afraid of arousing his suspicion, so she had to keep its appearance in her heart.

He thought he would never forget the pendant on the red rope in his life.

This is on Jin Chen.

Could it be a coincidence?

Thinking of this person, Qiao Jing's heart ached uncontrollably. Many unbearable memories flooded into his mind at this moment, making him unable to hold back.

He couldn't help snorting, and his whole body suddenly softened.When he fell down clutching his chest, he thought, if he knew that he was doomed to make a fool of himself in the end, then he shouldn't hold on from the beginning...

But he didn't fall on the stiff floor, but was caught by the person behind him who had been supporting him.At the moment before he fell into a coma, he heard the old man's exclamation.

When he woke up again, he found that he had been transferred to another recliner in the dormitory, half lying down, with the pills under his tongue, and someone was carrying him behind his back, anxiously talking on the phone.The old man was holding his hand all the time, talking non-stop.

He opened his mouth, wanting to say something more comforting, but in the end he couldn't do what he wanted.The drowsiness brought about by the high fever, as well as the palpitations that had just occurred, inevitably dragged him into a dark abyss.

In a trance, he heard a sentence, "What's the matter?"

Yes, he also wanted to know, what happened?

Qiao Jing's seizure this time was very strange. He seemed to be dragged into another world. He was conscious, but he couldn't break through that barrier to wake up.He could clearly feel that someone was moving his body, opening his eyelids, putting him on a ventilator, and even talking in his ear, but he just couldn't wake up.

He feels that he has become a bystander in this world, "listening" to other people's emotions.What's even more amazing is that he was able to "hear" two nurses chatting.

They said of him, "So handsome, it's a pity he's a sick man."

From the tone of their conversation, he knew that his situation was not optimistic.However, when has his situation been optimistic?Aren't they all hanging like this half dead?

"Do you want to live?" Someone asked him in the dark.

"who are you?"

"I'm another you."

"I only have one, who are you? Stop playing tricks, come out, I know you are there."

He was advancing alone in the mist, but suddenly found that another person blocked his way in front of him.That person only left him with a straight back.

But he felt very familiar, because it was himself.

The man turned around, and sure enough, he had a face exactly like his own.

"You are tired, just rest. I will control your body. You can wake up whenever you want."

"why?"

"Because I love you and don't want you to be so tired."

"..."

"It's like no one in the world loves you more than me."

"Because I am you."

Accompanied by this sigh, Qiao Jing's consciousness was withdrawn again, and there was only an unbearable silence all around.

At this moment, there was no one in the ward, only the machines working hard, witnessing all this happening.Nothing is different, yet so different.

When Qiao Jing opened her eyes again, it was already dark.He slowly raised his hand and put it on the oxygen mask, as if he wanted to get rid of this unsightly thing.But at this moment, the nurse opened the door and walked in.

"Are you awake?! Wait a minute! I'm going to call the doctor! Doctor! Doctor! The patient is awake!"

"Thank God, you finally woke up! Do you know that when you were in a coma, you went through two more dangerous rescues. We all thought that this time you..."

After hearing this, Qiao Jing forced the corners of her mouth to curl up, and smiled silently. The lips under the oxygen mask opened and closed, saying exactly one sentence, "Yes, I'm awake."

"God, you are still very weak now, do you want to close your eyes and sleep for a while?"

Qiao Jing looked at her, as if she wanted to speak.The nurse leaned her ear closer to listen, and barely heard what he said, "Thank you, can you... rock the bed a little bit for me?"