Their Intriguing Marriage

Lan Qing wants to take Li Qingning back to the villa to have a rest, but she insists on staying in the ward and beside Feng Yifei's bed, so he has to accompany her and wait for Feng to open his eyes again.

She sat beside the hospital bed, holding her head in both hands, and looked at her father's side face. She didn't know how affectionate she was when she looked at her mother. Mother even committed herself to marry Li Tianhao, but also to protect him, perhaps this man, there are really many outstanding it.

Suddenly, his fingers seemed to move.

Li Qingning was stunned and saw that he slowly opened his eyes, stretched out his hand and faintly covered the back of her hand. He said in a low voice, "Qingning, is that you? I heard you calling me... "His breath was so weak, as if he had exhausted all his strength to say every word.

She quickly took his hand and said, "Dad, it's me. Stop talking and have a good rest."

Feng Yifei closed his eyes and nodded his head. He struggled to sit up, but his weak body made him unable to move.

Li Qingning's eyes covered with a layer of water vapor, holding his hand, the other hand took the towel beside the bed, gently wiped his face, said: "don't sit up, you just lie here and have a good rest."

"I'm sorry, Qingning. Dad worries you again."

"No, Dad, you may just be tired, so you just slept for a while. It's all me today. I'm worrying you. " She held his hand, her voice soft and calm, and even a little smile on the corner of her mouth.

"After a good rest, don't worry about me, OK?" She put his hand gently in the quilt and said.

Feng Yifei nodded with a happy look on his face.

"Sleep a little longer. Feng Chi and I are here with you." She pulled the quilt over his shoulders and hands.

But he turned his head, reached out from the quilt and patted the back of her hand, saying, "if you are still pregnant, don't stay here. It's too late. Go back and have a rest."

"Mr. lan..." he turned his head to the other side, and his voice was weak. "You take her back quickly... I'll give it to you in Qingning..." his voice was a little intermittent. He didn't turn his head back until he looked at Lan Qing's nod like promise.

Looking at Feng Yifei's eyes slowly closed, her chest began to rise and fall regularly. She quietly looked at her father's sleeping face for a long time.

She slowly stood up, very slow, very slow, as if the slow motion in the movie, suddenly the body slightly shaking, Lan Qing quickly came forward to hold her, just let her barely stand.

She turned her head and mouthed Feng Chi, "I'll go first." Then, looking at Feng Chi nodding to her, he followed Lan Qing to the door of the ward.

On the way back, Li Qingning was silent all the way, his eyes were blankly and empty, his face looked white, and the whole person seemed to be very quiet.

"Qingning, don't worry. It'll get better." Sitting beside her, Lan Qing quietly held her hand and said softly, but the tone was particularly firm.

She slowly raised her head, eyelashes also slowly raised, looking at him, the bottom of her eyes like the sea water in the night, the corners of her mouth barely curved, said: "Qing, it's not me that is lying on the hospital bed, why do you still coax me..."

She looked out of the window into the night and said softly, "when it comes to liver transplantation, I know what it's like..."

Lan Qing looked at her face, as if to see her into the eyes, her side so pale, almost transparent: "don't be too sad, bad for the baby, I will try my best to find the right liver source in the world."

She looked back and saw that his eyes were full of anxiety and worry. She took his hand in her backhand and said, "well, Lan Qing, thank you."

After returning home, Li Qingning calmly and slowly drank the soup, or porridge, or other things that Xiao Hong brought in front of her. She didn't notice. Then he went upstairs, took off his layer after layer of clothes, took a good bath, put on a plush Nightgown, and poured it into the soft big bed.

Lan Qing came in and looked at her sleeping face. She gently walked over and lay down beside her. She put her hand around her body and watched her eyelashes move, but never opened her eyes again.

She felt the strength from him, and she felt a kind of unspeakable peace of mind, but now she had no strength to respond to his tenderness. Maybe she was too tired, so she fell asleep in a short time.

She had a long, suffocating dream that she had never had. But it is also warm, hot, like the winter sitting around the fireplace burning warm night as comfortable dream.

In his dream, Feng Yifei seemed to be getting better. He sat at the dining table with a smile on his face. With that kind of happy expression on his face, he said contentedly: "now I'm both sons and daughters."

As soon as she looked back, her mother's portrait was placed on the small table in the living room of Feng's house, with fresh fruits with attractive aroma in front of her.

In the dream, Lan Qing sleeps beside her. He leans on the head of the bed, holding a book in one hand, and gently rubbing her hair with the other hand. He even seems to be wearing a pair of glasses with gold wire frame, which is a bit like the kind described in the novel. How to say, he's a handsome and polite loser.

She looked at him and laughed. Then she was held up by him and put it on her leg. His body was still with the heat that easily made people burn. She seems to have seen Sisi, she is sitting next to another small figure, like a small meatball, round and lovely.

When she opened her eyes again, she saw that she was lying beside her, holding her head with her hand, looking at her blue engine.

She took a deep breath and asked, "is it daybreak? Why didn't you go to the company? "

Lan Qing's eyes flashed a faint worry, but there was still a gentle smile on the corner of his mouth. He took her hand and said, "you're probably too tired. You've been sleeping for nearly 24 hours."

She let her hand lie in the palm of his hand, drooping her eyes and saying nothing.

"I have good news for you." Lan Qing leaned down and gave her a kiss on her forehead. She said softly.

Her eyes suddenly seemed to be lit up. She looked up at his good-looking side face and asked, "what's the good news?"

"The right liver source has been found."

"Really?" She sat up excitedly from the bed, took his hand, held it tightly, her eyes looked bright, and said: "Lan Qing, thank you."

He leaned over to kiss her hand and said, "you are all mine. How can you thank me?"