Marriage pet: marrying a thousand gold

Chapter 459 The so-called sincerity (3)
There were miscellaneous medicines on the driver's seat, but none of the boxes had been unpacked. As soon as she opened the door of the passenger seat, she smelled an elegant fragrance of flowers, wafting from the direction of the back seat.

Turning his head and taking a closer look, Qin Yuan was lying on the back seat, but there was a rectangular transparent box next to it, which turned out to be a large piece of dandelion, like snowflakes one after another.

He is a person who is not good at words. At that time, he would always find time to run from city B where he was studying to city S just to see her. On Valentine's Day, she sneaked out of the house to date him, walked past a flower shop, and gathered at the door. All the men who came to buy flowers just wanted to win the smile of their sweetheart.

He also had to queue up to buy flowers, and asked her shyly what flowers she liked. She knew that his family's conditions were not good, but she was afraid that this reason would hurt his self-esteem. When he was looking for a reason, snowflakes fell in the sky.

"I like snowflakes." She said nonsense at the time.

He looked up, white snowflakes fell on his eyelashes, he blinked, he was inherently good-looking, with a smile on his handsome face, he didn't speak, just looked at her with lingering eyes.

In the next spring, every time he came back to see her, he would try his best to give her a bouquet of dandelions. Although there were almost only the roots left when he got it to her, he still gave it tirelessly.

Later she asked him why it was a dandelion, and he touched her hair: "Because only it is like a snowflake."

The dots of white dandelions are like a zipper, once it is pulled open, dusty memories will swarm out.

Her chest tightened suddenly, she withdrew her gaze, leaned on the back of the seat, looking at the mountain road ahead illuminated by car lights, a burst of tiredness hit her, she rubbed her temples, and closed her eyes.

"He has a high fever of [-] degrees, and you still let him get drunk, and he hasn't eaten properly for a few days, right? People who already have stomach problems are still struggling like this, do you think life is too smooth?"

In the hospital, the doctor on duty took off his mask and began to lecture with a cold face.

"I..." Jin Ziqi wanted to argue, but found the doctor's eyes that confirmed the facts, helplessly supported his forehead, and sighed softly: "I'm not very clear either."

She looked at Qin Yuan who was infusion on the hospital bed. Even though she was unconscious, her right hand could still clasp her wrist accurately, so the nurse had to give the needle on the left arm.

"Although you are pregnant and have to take care of the child in your womb, you must also care about the man in a timely manner. You can't let him be so tired just to earn money to support the family. Look at him, what a ghost he is!"

The doctor reprimanded her sharply, and Jin Ziqi didn't bother to argue.

She went straight to the point: "Can I go back after getting a good fluid?"

"The heat is too high, there are some problems in the lungs, and it is accompanied by stomach bleeding. I will stay in the hospital for at least three days. I can only eat light and digestible food for these few days."

Jin Ziqi nodded.

After the doctor finished explaining, he muttered: "Young people nowadays..." Then he took the door and went out.

In the ward, only a floor lamp in the corner was on, exuding a pale yellow light, quiet and dim.

Jin Ziqi squeezed his brows, looked down at Qin Yuan, the door of the ward was pushed open, and the security guard who hadn't left crept in and handed her the phone: "Young Madam, the number of Eldest Young Master."

She gently withdrew her hand from Qin Yuan's palm, thanked Baoquan, took the phone and went out to the end of the corridor, Song Qiyan's voice was not panicked, but it was also a little nervous.

"In the Municipal People's Hospital? Obediently wait for me to pass, don't run around."

Jin Ziqi breathed out, and when he was about to hang up the phone, he said something mysteriously: "It's Qin Yuan."

"I know." After a short pause, he replied, "I saw it at the intersection just now."

After hanging up the phone, Jin Ziqi held the phone, not knowing how to describe his mood at the moment.

Intricate... more than anything.

The confession that came ten years late, time has passed, and the sea has changed!
She had maliciously hoped that Qin Yuan would know all the truth, so that even if she had no evidence to prove that Fang Qingyun was the one who bumped into her four years ago, she could let her taste the bitter fruit she sowed.

However, now, seeing Qin Yuan appearing outside Song's house every day or two, she wished that they would never meet again ten years later, what she was most afraid of was getting entangled with their previous feelings.

She's always believed that the best thing to do with a past love is to... leave it alone!
At the door of the ward, the security guard was still guarding, and when he saw her go back, he quickly got up: "Young Madam."

Jin Ziqi handed him the phone back, and then pushed open the door of the ward. Qin Yuan was still sleeping, and the bottle of glucose was about to run out. She rang the bell and told the nurse to change the dressing. The next batch was normal saline.

As soon as the nurse left, she turned her head and felt a humming sound in the room.

After searching for a while, she realized that the voice came from Qin Yuan's trouser pocket.

It's the ringtone of the phone vibrating.It rang for a while, then it was quiet, but soon it rang again, persistently, as if it would keep ringing as long as the owner didn't answer it.

Jin Ziqi was startled, but still took out his mobile phone. Out of consideration, when Song Qiyan came, she would also go home with him. Before that, she should find someone to come to the hospital to accompany Qin Yuan.

The vibrating ringtone stopped, but a series of missed calls were displayed on the lit screen, all of which showed Fang Qingyun's name. When the ringtone rang again, she hesitated for a while before answering it.

"Ayuan?" Fang Qingyun called out eagerly: "It's so late, why don't you go home?"

Jin Ziqi glanced at Qin Yuan on the bed, and then said calmly: "He is in the Municipal People's Hospital."

The other end of the phone was silent for an instant, only silent. After a long while, Fang Qingyun spoke: "Why are you with him? Tonight is New Year's Eve...I will wait for him to have dinner with his mother at home."

Jin Ziqi frowned: "That's your own business, there's no need to report it to me. As for whether you want to come to the hospital to take care of your sick husband, it's your own choice."

After finishing speaking, without giving Fang Qingyun a chance to speak, Jin Ziqi hung up the phone.

Fang Qingyun accused her obliquely, and she had done nothing wrong, so why should she bear her resentment?
Putting the phone on the bed cabinet, Jin Ziqi got up from the chair and prepared to go outside to wait for Song Qiyan.

"Xiaoqi?" Qin Yuan called out uncertainly behind him.

As soon as Jin Ziqi turned his head, he saw that he was already awake, staring anxiously at her back as she was about to leave.

"I've called your family and they should be here in a while."

Qin Yuan suddenly sat up, panting slightly, with fever and stomach bleeding, which almost exhausted all his strength. At this moment, he only felt extremely tired and haggard: "Are you going back?"

(End of this chapter)