The artistic rebirth of engineering women

Chapter 136 Awakening
Xiao Qian woke up.

After a short period of confusion about being in an unfamiliar environment, she recalled the previous events.So, he smiled apologetically at the two people in the room, as if he felt guilty for the panic he had caused everyone.

Although this was the scene she had been looking forward to for a long time, Yue Wenjing was still stunned at the moment when she actually saw it, not knowing how to react.He wanted to force a smile, but his nose suddenly became sore; tears swirled in his eyes, but they couldn't flow down no matter what.

This wasn't the first time she saw Xiao Qian's illness, but it was the one that made her feel the most shocking.

She never thought that she would encounter such a scene in her life, when the person she cared about fell down in front of her, but she could only stand there blankly, unable to help.

Xiao Qian had never seen her so conflicted and at a loss, it was both funny and sad.

During the stalemate, the door of the ward slowly opened.What appeared was a young but haggard face.

Wei Shuyang is back.

The millet porridge made the day before had been put aside for one night. Even though the summer in Beijing is not as hot as Tanzhou, it is no longer usable.Therefore, during the time he was away, he drove to Wuming Pavilion again.

"Qianqian..." His voice was not loud, but at this moment, the ward was very quiet, so the three of them could clearly hear the tremor in his words.

After the man called out this sentence, he seemed to have lost his mind, and stood there in a daze, motionless.

Xiao Qian smiled, seeing the man's stupidity, slowly raised her hand resting on the quilt, and beckoned to him.

This simple movement seemed to wake him up from a deep sleep, from being completely still to being as swift as the wind.The distance from the hospital bed to the door of the room is not too long, but it only took him a blink of an eye.

He bent down, put the bag on the ground, picked up Xiao Qian, held her in his arms, and buried his head deeply in the hollow of her shoulders, his voice was muffled in his throat, murmured, low, but continuous.He said repeatedly: "It's fine as long as it's fine. It's fine if you wake up..." He repeated tremblingly over and over without realizing it.

Xiao Qian felt his anxiety and fear like a trapped animal, supported his neck with one hand, and put his other hand on his back, and patted him lightly.

It's warm, but inexplicably poignant.

As he scooped up the just-warm millet porridge and carefully fed Xiao Qian one by one, the small ward of less than thirty square meters was gradually filled with people.

The whole Xiao family, including Cen Xi who came right after getting off the plane, Mr. Xiao and Mrs. Xiao who came overnight after interrupting the vacation, Xiao Qinghan who went back and forth, the housekeeper Jiang Huang, the cook Shen Qing, and even Yue Wenjing. The familiar one, Mr. Jiang Tian, ​​who picked her up and down in Tanzhou, they have also arrived.

All the people, without exception, were busy up and down for her with concern in their eyes.

Because Xiao Qian doesn't like the environment of the hospital, and her physical condition, staying in the hospital is not beneficial, so after doing some checks and confirming that her current condition is basically stable, she went through the relevant procedures and cleaned up. Packed up and left the hospital.

From the day when Xiao Qian's illness relapsed, Wei Shuyang never went back to Wei's house.This time, he also returned to Xiao's house with everyone.Jiang Huang arranged to pack a guest room for him, and he just stayed there temporarily.

After recuperating for two days, except that her complexion was still a little pale, Xiao Qian seemed to be mostly healed.However, under such circumstances, no one will breathe a sigh of relief.The type of hemophilia she suffers from can flare up at any time as soon as bleeding symptoms begin.

One day, Xiao Qian got excited, sat down in front of the piano, and played a few pieces that she had always loved.One of the songs is called "Picking Tea and Butterflies", which is bright and joyful. It depicts the scene of girls in the tea garden during the tea-picking season, shuttling among the green leaves like flying butterflies, picking tea with their fingers deftly.

In the sound of her zither, Yue Wenjing recalled a previous experience of the two picking tea.

Since it was during the Ching Ming season, they did not see the bright and beautiful scenery depicted in the song, only the smell of soil in the falling rain, containing the breath of life in spring.The tea farmers come and go in the fresh green, and the continuous rain isolates them in the hazy ink painting.

After watching for a long time, and asking about the method of picking tea and some precautions, Yue Wenjing and Xiao Qian also stepped out of the umbrella and became the people in the painting for a while.

When the cheerful music ended, Xiao Qian took her hands off the keys and put them on her lap, falling into a deep silence.

From the arc raised at the corner of her mouth, one can see the joy in her heart at this moment.

"Ke'er," she tilted her head to look at her, "let's go pick tea!"

There was a gentle but firm light in his eyes, Yue Wenjing turned his head away in some embarrassment, not daring to meet her gaze.

Now it is mid-August, not a good time to pick tea.Of course, there is also tea in this season, but anyone who knows a little about tea will understand that autumn tea tastes mild, light in taste, and bitter, with a watery smell.In addition to not meeting the appreciation level of most people, the nutritional value is not high.To put it mildly, unless there is a special preference for it, tea at this time is almost useless.

However, Xiao Qian's physical condition... Right now, what she lacks the most is time.

She is such a person who pays attention to the quality of life, especially in tea drinking, and now, she said, she is going to pick autumn tea.

The meaning behind this made Yue Wenjing's heart feel as if he had been hit hard by a blunt weapon, causing severe pain.

Force yourself to take a deep breath to calm the turbulent emotions, but also to avoid her finding out, so try to control your movements, smaller, smaller.

After a long time, she said, "Okay."

There was less than a week left in her vacation, but the two of them were still on their way.

Just like the first time they went to pick tea in that small southern town a long time ago, their luggage was simple, no, even simpler than before, without any adults, only the two of them.

On the night before leaving, while packing his luggage, Xiao Kunxuan and Su Yunlou came to visit.

Su Yunlou held her hand tightly and tremblingly, and only said "Please take care of Qianqian." Then he choked up, unable to utter a single word.Even a person like Xiao Kunxuan who doesn't show his emotions can't help but look at it silently and painfully with red eyes.The actions of the two of them made her pretend to be relaxed and repeatedly said words to reassure them even though her fingers hurt badly and the pain in her heart spread densely.

Even if they were extremely worried, they would not choose to go against Xiao Qian's intention at this time.

Because, perhaps, this was her last request too.

(End of this chapter)