99th heartbeat

Chapter 1399 Sheng Qing looked at the person in front of him, "Abo."【7】

At a glance.

He met his slightly opened eyes.

Sheng Qing became hoarse.

He held her hand tightly, didn't speak, and didn't loosen his fingers.

He had a lot to say, but when he saw her leaving the operating room, he felt that it was not important.

She is still there, that is the most important thing.

Holding her hand tightly, Sheng Qing didn't let go.

Shi Shuyao was afraid that Jian Mubai would be impulsive, so she held Jian Mubai's hand.

The person who opened his eyes slightly on the hospital bed only felt that he was wrapped and warmed by a familiar breath, blinked his eyelids twice, and lowered his eyes tiredly.

Sheng Qing held her hand and refused to let go.

The nurses had no choice but to let him stay by the patient's side.

Together with the nurses, Sheng Qing pushed Sheng Weixu into the VIP ward.

With nurses and Sheng Qing guarding him, there was no place for Jian Mubai to stand.

Jian Mubai, who was squeezed away, lowered his eyelids, listening to Sheng Qing's calm steps gradually drifting away with the sound of the bed being pushed, some loss gradually spread in his eyes.

Shi Shuyao quietly followed him, silently accompanying him who was unusually silent.
When Sheng Weixu was pushed into the ward, she had already fallen into a deep sleep.

It's just that her hand is still tightly held in the palm of his hand.

The next day.

in the afternoon.

The snow outside the window was already a foot thick.

Snow covered the entire city of T.

Wrapped in silver, cold and windy.

People who had slept for five or six hours gradually woke up.

The eye-catching picture was invaded by a familiar face.

His pupils moved slightly, and he suddenly looked at the face reflected in his eyes like a dream, and fell silent.

Almost when he was a little awake, he subconsciously wanted to withdraw his hand.

Her movement was unprepared, and she pulled away in a flash, so that a section of red blood flowed back into the needle tube stuck on the back of her hand.

"Don't move." A deep voice blurted out, stopping her distant movements.

Sheng Weixu paused when he got up to sit up.

But when his hand came over, he obviously avoided it.

Sheng Qing raised his hand, pursed his thin lips, and looked deeply.

But ten seconds.

He suppressed his emotions and loneliness.

He reached out and took the things on the cabinet in the ward, and brought them to Sheng Weixu.

"This is the millet porridge and light dishes in an insulated box that I asked Jiang Chi to buy just now. I will eat some light food in the past two days. After waiting, I will take you there if you want to eat."

While talking softly, Sheng Qing removed the insulation box.

He brought out a bowl of porridge, held it in his hand, and sat in front of Sheng Weixu's hospital bed.

Sheng Weixu's calm face froze for a moment.

Soon, he calmly reached out to pick up the bowl of porridge.

But Sheng Qing dodged his hand.

When she raised her eyes, Sheng Qing said lightly, "How do you eat like this now?"

He gestured to the hanging needle in her hand.

Sheng Weixu paused for a moment, and before he could speak, he felt that his lips were wet from the millet porridge.

The faint scent of porridge spread from the tip of his nose, Sheng Weixu raised his eyes slightly, and accidentally bumped into Sheng Qing's deep eyes.

just.

The porridge came to his mouth, but because Sheng Weixu gently turned his head away, it almost spilled on the hospital bed.

Sheng Qing put the spoon beside the bowl.

Glancing at the indifferent and alienated person, his eyes were deep.

But he just said softly: "You don't want to eat this, what do you want to eat? I'll ask someone to buy it now."

Sheng Weixu turned and stared at him.

(End of this chapter)