Quick-wearing male god skin is sweet

Chapter 169 The Cold and Cutie 43
After Bo Qing walked out of the doctor's office, she sighed softly, with a look of worry appearing in her brows and eyes, as if she had become rather haggard in an instant.

Bo Yan's illness has been stable all these years, how could it suddenly become so serious that he needs bypass surgery?

In sorrow, Bo Qing's eyes were a little sore, and he raised his hand to rub it.

She didn't even know how to open her mouth...

With another sigh, Bo Qing walked back to the ward with a forced smile.

But after she opened the door and entered, she didn't see Bo's mother and Bo's father.

In the ward, there was nothing left but quietly gnawing on the apple, and staring indifferently at a certain place where Bo Yan was fascinated.

Out of the corner of the eye, Bo Qing walked in slowly, Bo Yan didn't wait for her to speak, and said vaguely while biting an apple: "Dad accompanied Mom to go home to change and wash clothes."

Bo Qing nodded, and sat down on the sofa in the ward without saying anything.

The sunlight that came in from the window thinly shrouded Bao Yan on the hospital bed.

The light colored his pitch-black hair, and his pale face seemed to be a little healthy, and the light brown pupils were as clear as glass, but the coldness in his eyes couldn't be dispelled, as if he had already solidification.

Bo Qing looked at him for a while, feeling more and more uncomfortable, and stopped talking.

She silently watched Bo Yan finish eating an apple slowly, and at the moment when Bo Yan turned her head to look at it, she pretended to be careless and lowered her head to take out her mobile phone.

Bo Qing wanted to ease her embarrassment at the moment, but she didn't expect Yan Ge to send a WeChat message an hour ago.

After unlocking the lock screen in surprise, Bo Qing looked at it, and suddenly couldn't control the emotions that had been suppressed.

She was crying and laughing as she wiped away the teardrops that kept rolling out of her eyes, looking at Bao Yan's brows that were almost pimples.

His voice was flat and deep, "Don't let the snot flow out, thank you."

Bo Qing: "..."

She took out a few napkins, wiped away the tears on her face, sniffed her nose and said, "I really don't know if it's because I miss you, or because I really like you?"

The person on the hospital bed was stunned, and Bo Yan's back obviously became stiff in the few seconds after the voice fell.

The slender and thick eyelashes trembled slightly, and the anticipation sparkled in the wide eyes gradually dispelled the coldness.

Seeing Bo Yan's expression, Bo Qing couldn't express his mood at the moment.

She can't always do something like giving a slap and then coaxing Tianzao, or giving a sweet date and then giving another slap...

She was afraid that Bo Yan's heart would not be able to bear it.

Her eyes flickered a few times, Bo Qing didn't tell Bo Yan the content of the message, she just pulled her lips and smiled, thinking of a reason to deal with it: "It means she came to the hospital to see you today."

After looking forward to trembling in the bottom of his pupils for a few seconds, he was completely swallowed up by the returning indifference.

Bo Yan didn't say anything, his beautiful but unusually cold eyes were once again lost in ecstasy.

A few seconds later, he said in his usual calm tone: "I'm a little sleepy, I'm going to sleep first."

Bo Qing moved her lips a few times to say something, but her throat seemed to be blocked by something, astringent and bitter.

Finally, she let out a deep sigh in her heart.

Bo Qing shook his head sadly, got up lightly and walked to the hospital bed, pulled up the quilt that Bo Yan had piled around his waist, and covered his shoulders.

Bo Yan, with his back to Bo Qing, was staring at the finger that held Yan Ge's fingertip not long ago.

The thin and beautiful lips were slightly pursed, and the long eyelashes that were half drooping lightly covered his flickering eyes.

He is feeling ashamed and sad.

(End of this chapter)