Qiao Jin nodded and did not speak.

Huo Ling was actually still strange in her heart.

Miss Qiao has been in a coma for two months, but she can't find anything out medically, and now she wakes up like a normal person, as if she just slept.

This is a very unbelievable situation, and many experts have come to look at Miss Qiao's body, and they all say that there is no problem.

Very healthy, completely a normal sleeping person.

At this moment, it is entering winter, and it will be the New Year in a few days, Qiao Jin came out in a thin hospital gown, and he could still feel the cold that penetrated into his bones when the wind blew.

It wasn't long before she saw a familiar voice in the hallway.

Slender and straight, like a jade bamboo-like figure, the whole body seems to be pacing with a layer of gentle light, wearing a black fur collar coat, a little more rare purity.

It seems that he hasn't seen him for two months, and Qiao Jin's affairs have made him no longer so soft.

When I saw Qiao Jin, I still had a familiar gentle smile, and the joy in my eyes couldn't be faked: "Xiao Jin." ”

He walked over, rarely had a bit of a gaffe, and hugged Qiao Jin.

She was obviously tall, and she looked a little petite when he hugged her like this, and when she snuggled into his arms, her expression was calm, and she just blinked.

There was still a familiar smell in her arms, and when she raised her head, she saw the other party's deep eyes: "What, it seems that you don't recognize me?"

He was joking gently, and Qiao Jin nodded: "After all, I've been in a coma for two months." ”

"I thought you had amnesia. ”

Song Yanqing touched her head, "Just remember me." ”

His gentle appearance made the medical staff next to him look at him, and he felt that his dog food was completely insufficient.

Huo Ling looked even more pink bubbles, and her envious expression couldn't hide it.

Who doesn't want to be embraced by such a noble and elegant handsome boyfriend, whose tenderness is only for you, and treats you like a treasure in this world.

Qiao Jin raised his head to look at him and asked a little casually: "Why don't you come to guard me?"

"Of course I did. Song Yanqing still touched her head gently: "I come to see you every day, I will come here when I have time, I am so afraid that you will not wake up, what should I do ......when the time comes?"

Qiao Jin shook his head.

Song Yanqing said softly: "It doesn't matter if you can't think of it, sooner or later you will remember it, just like you said, let it be." ”

Qiao Jin finally hooked the corners of his lips and smiled: "Hmm." ”

She said, "There's been a lot going on lately, you seem to have lost weight." ”

"It's a bit much. ”

A trace of tiredness appeared between Song Yanqing's eyebrows, "Thinking about your affairs, and abroad, I found traces of Mo Huan." ”

"Mo Huan?"

Qiao Jin and Song Yanqing simply entered the ward to chat, inside Qiao Fei was still helping Qiao Jin peel fruits, she rarely did this kind of thing, and she was not very skilled, when Qiao Jin came in, she happened to cut her fingers, and she let out an "ah" with tears in her eyes.

Qiao Jin looked at it and sighed slightly: "Fei Fei, don't be reluctant if you don't know." ”

"I wouldn't!"

She was still unconvinced: "Why can't I just peel a fruit, I just haven't cut it for a long time, it's all your uncle's fault, I'm used to it too much." ”

Qiao Jin: "......"

This ability to throw the pot indiscriminately is indeed Qiao Fei's right.

Song Yanqing saw Qiao Fei and also shouted, "Aunt Qiao." ”