Outright Favoritism

  Chapter 999 You come here, I can’t walk...

   Yun Li never thought that one day he would say this in front of Li Qiao.

  If it were placed a few months ago, he might not be so magnanimous.

  He Chen knows Shang Shaoyan, and Yun Li also knows Li Qiao.

  The only reason she forced herself to this point was that she was cruel to Shang Yu.

  Li Qiao is Shang Yu’s salvation, and Shang Yu is also Li Qiao’s bottom line.

   "Who...die..."

  An unnoticeable sound came from the bed with extreme difficulty.

   Yun Li breathed for a while, lifted his eyelids steeply, and saw Li Qiao half-closed her eyes and wriggled the corners of her lips.

  Shanglu jumped up on the floor, leaned forward to the bed with guts, craned her neck and looked again, "Sister-in-law... are you awake?"

  After finishing speaking, he turned around and ran out the door, "Come on, call my dad over, hurry up, sister-in-law wakes up..."

   Yunli's brewing emotions were shocked by Shanglu's escape behavior.

  He wiped his face, leaned over to the bed, and smiled forcefully, "Are you really awake?"

  Li Qiao slept for too long. Both her mind and her mind were in a state of chaos. She opened her eyelids very strenuously, and the sound was like a mosquito, "Shao, Yan..."

  She seems to be dreaming, that Shaoyan is dying in the dream.

  Yun Li wanted to comfort her, but he couldn't say what he said.

  He has obscure eyes and aphasia for a long time.

  In just a few seconds, Li Qiao's eyelids drooped, showing signs of lethargy again.

   Yun clenched his fists sharply, and said every word, “Yan Ye’s condition is very bad, and he will die if you sleep again.”

  Li Qiao’s eyelids were constantly trembling and her breathing gradually became short. With amazing perseverance, she still opened her eyes, "Get up, come..."

  She can only jump out word by word even when she speaks.

   Yun Li couldn't bear it, he could only harden his heart. He carefully lifted Li Qiao's shoulder and took a pillow to cushion her head.

  After doing this, a group of people rushed in from outside the door.

Shang Zonghai, headed by   , strode to the bed, first glanced at the infusion needle on the back of Li Qiao's hand, and then placed the warm palm on top of her head, "Girl, finally woke up."

  In fact, Li Qiao is still sleepy, even if she is leaning against the bed, she is still dozing off.

  She always wants to sleep and can't wake up.

  The memory that stays in my mind is loneliness day after day.

  ……

  One hour later, Li Qiao sat in a wheelchair, looking at the arch bridge of the private house in the backyard, her eyes full of emptiness and confusion.

  She didn't know how long she had slept, but she felt weak and unable to stand up.

  I don’t even have the strength to speak, and I feel very sleepy.

  "Madam." When Luoyu noticed that Li Qiao had a tendency to close her eyes, she quickly whispered in her ear.

  Li Qiao opened her eyes sharply, forced to wake up, but said nothing.

  Behind the private house living room, Shang Zonghai stood in front of the window and looked at Li Qiao's back, his eyes deep as deep as an abyss.

  He Chen stood beside him, his expression also very solemn.

  The psychiatrist just gave Li Qiao a vague mental state check, and the conclusion he reached was not optimistic.

  Li Qiao has a tendency to have pregnancy depression accompanied by world-weariness, and narcolepsy has a great impact on her. If she cannot be controlled, once she falls asleep again, it is difficult to say whether she can wake up next time.

   "You have been watching for a long time, what countermeasures did you think of?" He Chen opened the window and asked vaguely while lighting a cigarette.

  Shang Zonghai carried his hands on his back, and quickly fiddled with the Buddhist beads with his thumb. For a long time, his fingers paused, as if he had made some important decision, he walked out of the living room slowly.

  He Chen took a puff of smoke and lifted his heel.

  Outside the garden, Li Qiao dozed off sleepily from time to time, and forced her eyes to open several times. Obviously, the process of fighting against drowsiness was uncomfortable.

  After a while, her eyes darkened, Li Qiao slowly raised her head and met Shang Zonghai's deep eyes.

  "Girl, don’t try your best. Dad will send someone to take you back to Nanyang. When you are settled, Dad will go through the divorce procedures for you."

   "Cough, cough, cough--" He Chen didn't spit out a cigarette, and choked on the trachea directly, "Master, what nonsense are you talking about?"

  Go through the divorce procedures?

  Doesn’t that mean Shaoyan’s life was killed? !

Shang Zonghai's eyes were warm and kind. He touched Li Qiao's head, revealing the most kind face, "Shao Yan is at fault, Dad knows you did your best."

  Li Qiao’s scarlet eyes flashed slightly, she opened her mouth, and asked with difficulty: "Why divorce?"

  Shang Zonghai curled his lips with a gentle smile, "Because Dad doesn't want him to ruin you for the rest of your life."

  This decision was made after careful consideration.

  Shang Zonghai’s love for Li Qiao was completely reckless. He felt sorry for Shaoyan, but he couldn’t let his son ruin Li Qiao.

  At this time, Li Qiao pulled out a smile, and said softly: "No, no."

  Shang Zonghai closed his eyes suddenly, and his breathing became heavy, "Girl, you..."

  "Where's Shaoyan?" It may be that the two words divorce touched Li Qiao's nerves. She looked around blankly, but did not find the man.

  Liu Yu secretly wiped away her tears, "The boss is in...the hospital."

  Li Qiao condensed her eyebrows, her reaction was also slow for several beats, "What happened to him?"

  Luoyu was speechless.

  Li Qiao raised her eyes and looked into the distance, seemingly awake, and as if her soul was still asleep.

  She didn't know what was wrong with Shang Yu, and she didn't have the energy to think. For the next few hours, she was concentrating on fighting the drowsiness reaction.

  At ten o'clock in the evening, Li Qiao was sitting in the living room of the private house, holding an ice bag in her hand.

  When drowsiness hits, she will put an ice pack on her face. The cold can keep people awake.

  The stereo in the corner of the living room, playing fast-paced music.

  Noisy and noisy, can dispel sleepiness.

  Luoyu has been by her side all the time. After waking up for a few hours, Li Qiao only drank a bowl of gruel and could not eat anything else.

  Time goes by, and there is a vague sound outside the private house.

  Li Qiao held the ice cube to her face, tilted her head to look at the rain, and motioned her to go out and take a look.

  Being awake for longer and longer, Li Qiao’s mind is also recovering to be lucid.

  Luo Yu put the tea in a place within Li Qiao's reach. After saying something, you waited a moment, and then hurried out.

   But at this level, the falling rain has been slow to return.

  Li Qiao looked around, moved her legs, moved her arms, stood up slowly supporting the wheelchair, and moved to the door step by step.

  She can't walk fast, moves slowly, and sweats in just a few steps.

  Li Qiao took a deep breath, held the door frame and gently pushed open the door, the light in the living room leaked out and looked forward, and there was a person standing on the arch bridge in the distance.

  Li Qiao held on to the door, entangled and collided with the man's sight across the night.

  She pressed her lips and took a step back, a voice in her subconscious reminded her not to let Shaoyan see her like this.

   However, Li Qiao's backward movement fell in the eyes of the man, but it was interpreted as she was avoiding him.

  Shang Yu's eyes were red, and there was a faint flash of light at the corners of his eyes.

  Under the sky of night, the man closed his eyes, full of decadence and despair.

  A few seconds later, the figure in front of the door shook, and Li Qiao strode towards him.

  The man heard footsteps and suddenly opened his eyes.

  Amidst the silver brilliance, Li Qiao stretched out her hand towards him, condensing her eyebrows a little aggrieved, "Come here, I can't walk..."

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  (End of this chapter)