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"My mother used to play the piano too." Yin Yecheng glanced at the somewhat old piano and said suddenly.

When he heard the sound of the piano just now, he came to the second floor in confusion, but he happened to see her playing the piano.

That'...... It's really like his mother.

"This piano...... Is it your mother's, too? Mo Qianqian was stunned for a moment, suddenly thought of something, and then asked him curiously.

"Hmm." Yin Yecheng nodded.

Hearing this, Mo Qianqian hurriedly covered the lid of the piano, "I'm sorry, I don't know ......"

"It's okay, no one has played this piano for a long time, you can come here anytime." Speaking of this, Yin Yecheng's eyes turned, if his mother heard the song just now, she should be happy.

Hearing Yin Yecheng say this, Mo Qianqian was a little embarrassed.

"This is your mother's relic, I'm an outsider, how can I touch it casually......" she smiled embarrassedly.

After listening to Mo Qian's words, Yin Yecheng's gaze froze......

Alien...... Is she deliberately distancing herself from his relationship?

"Rest early." He didn't say anything more, but pushed the wheelchair and turned away.

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Z City, in an apartment.

At two o'clock in the morning, Ding Zixin woke up in a period of discomfort, headache, and nausea.

As soon as she woke up, she couldn't help but go to the bathroom and vomited......

She was probably sick.

However, at this time, she had no strength, and it was very difficult to even move a step.

When he came out of the bathroom, he sat directly on the floor, his stomach continued to hurt, Ding Zixin covered his stomach, his face was ugly, and his body was also sweating because of discomfort.

My stomach is getting more and more painful...... For a moment, she almost thought she was going to die.

No way...... She had to go to the hospital.

But like this, let alone going to the hospital by herself, it is a question whether she can successfully go out.

She gritted her teeth, took a deep breath, and then reached for her phone with difficulty.

Originally, she wanted to call Mo Qianqian directly and ask her to help herself...... However, a second before the phone was dialed, she remembered that Mo Qianqian had gone abroad now.

So, she was about to call 120, but she saw a name on the contact.

Lu Zi'an......

He's a doctor.

So, Ding Zixin dialed the number.

The phone rang several times, and just when Ding Zixin thought that no one answered, the phone was suddenly connected.

"Hey, who's that?" Lu Zi'an's voice sounded a little impatient.

Also, being woken up in the early hours of the morning, no one will have patience!

"It's me...... Ding Zixin, I'm dying...... Come and save me......" Ding Zixin's voice was full of tremors and extremely unstable......

She is not exaggerating at all, if she continues to hurt like this, she will really be hurt to death......

He's a doctor...... I shouldn't be able to see death without help.

"What's the situation?" Sure enough, after hearing her words, Lu Zi'an's tone changed and immediately became serious.

"Garden Complex, Building 1, 2101...... I'm dying...... I'm about to die of pain......" Ding Zixin's stomach hurt and the whole person was crooked to the ground, and the hand holding the mobile phone had no strength, and the mobile phone fell to the ground, still flashing.

…………

On the other side, Lu Zi'an, who was woken up from sleep and was still sitting on the bed, looked at his mobile phone and frowned.

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