The portable manor of the reborn daughter

Chapter 170 Discharge (1)
"Some time ago, my attitude was wrong. The reason why I care about your stomach problem every day is because I have thoughts about you." Fan Qi didn't know what was wrong, so he went all out, and began to reveal the most secret thoughts in his heart.

Lin Siquan's reaction was, embarrassing.

"I like you a little bit, but I have physical problems and I am not suitable for marriage. I made a bet to myself in my heart. If you are pregnant, I will marry you. Let's give birth to the child. I will try my best to live longer. More Be with you mother and son. If you are not pregnant, then this matter is over and we will not develop."

What is this all about?Strive to live longer?Is his physical problem already so serious?

Lin Siquan became anxious, "Are you sick again? Is it serious?"

Fan Qi shook his head: "It's still within the controllable range."

In fact, he just went to the hospital for an examination recently, and the condition has not deteriorated but there is no number. Even the most authoritative doctor can't predict how long he can live.

Life is so cruel, he doesn't even know, is this the last time he sees Lin Siquan?What was he thinking about in the last second of his life?

Will he regret not having a vigorous love?Will you regret not confessing your love to Lin Siquan who was once tempted?
Perhaps, in his life, he is destined to have regrets.

He tried his best to speak lightly, but he left a heavy mark in Lin Siquan's heart. This guy has even begun to think about the life of raising a baby with her in the future... It really is whimsical.

"You think too much. I think your complexion is much better than when we met last time. You will be fine."

"Well, maybe."

Fan Qi had already thought about it, if it was destined, he would have chosen to accept it without complaining.

"I'm telling you this not to make you feel burdened, but because I don't want to leave regrets for myself."

"I know."

"You don't understand, it's my thoughts, you don't have to have any other thoughts, just treat it as a friend's duty, listen to my complaints?"

"it is good."

Fan Qi smiled: "Lin Siquan, you are really an interesting woman."

"how do I say this."

"I have never seen a woman with so many qualities, strong, cruel, weak, but more assertive."

"Thank you, I know that I am a perfect woman, you are not the first person to praise me like this." Lin Siquan said seriously, as if the perfect woman she praised was not herself.

Such a thick-skinned, almost invincible, Fan Qi just looked at her tenderly, and didn't think she was a bad fart.

"I promise you, what happened that night is over, and I won't mention it again."

"Great, if you want to mention it again, I'll treat you as having bad intentions for me."

"We're still friends in the future?"

"Of course, you are quite suitable as a friend. At least, it's okay to listen to me complaining and swearing."

This guy is simply the Almighty King. Lin Siquan called him before, and he had answers to any questions he asked.

Besides, she really appreciates people like Fan Qi.

As for what he just confessed, he seems to have liked her?Is this the problem?Who didn't have a spring heart when they were young and ignorant?

A woman with such a complicated experience like her is not suitable for him who is a novice in love.

Not worthy.

Therefore, there is no need to say anything, the two will still be friends in the future.

Lin Siquan thought so in his heart, and he did the same thing, but, deep down in his heart, what does that slight sense of loss mean?
She thought that after picking up her elder brother, the family would go back to Taoyuan Village. From now on, she would stay in the village to take root, while Fan Qi was in the distant capital, and there would be no intersection between the two of them again.

So silently forgotten.

Forgetting each other in the rivers and lakes is their best ending, right?
However, she didn't expect that things changed so quickly, and she and him would still get along day and night.

Today was the day Lin Siyuan was discharged from the hospital.

Early in the morning, he woke up excitedly, lying on the bed, moving his feet, feeling like a dream.

After being crippled for so many years, now that I can actually walk again and live like a normal person, this feeling is too tempting.

Only when you have lost it, you will know how to cherish it.

Lin Siyuan stroked his injured leg, feeling so excited that he couldn't control himself for a long time.

Today, he was discharged from the hospital and can walk out on his own feet. From now on, he will no longer be a cripple!
Lin Siyuan also has this day!
He got up and got out of bed, stood on the ground, and really felt the strength of his feet supporting his body. He was no longer like before, relying on only one leg——stepping, walking to the bathroom, every step, he Touched, he cherishes it all.

Washing his face, washing his clothes, and changing his clothes, he took care of his appearance neatly.

The nurse bought breakfast, and the two ate breakfast together, then began to wait again.

It seemed that today's time passed very slowly. After waiting for an unknown amount of time, he got up and turned around a few times, and finally heard the movement outside.

There were footsteps coming towards the ward, a smile could not help showing on his face, he got up, stood by the door, and opened the door directly.

"Mom and Dad, Siquan, Fang Jing, you are here."

Standing outside the door was Lin Jianshe's family and Fang Jing, who came to pick him up.

Liu Chunyan grabbed her son's hand: "Siyuan, why are you standing up, sit down quickly, your feet are just right, don't be too tired."

Lin Siyuan smiled: "Mom, it's okay, my feet have recovered, and Dean He also said that I can exercise moderately."

"Okay, don't worry, take your time." Liu Chunyan looked at her tall and straight son, satisfied no matter how she looked.

Lin Siquan jumped out: "Brother, are you packed yet? We'll take you home!"

Lin Jianshe is a dull person, looking at his son only happy, unable to speak, but he has already picked up his son's luggage.

(End of this chapter)