"What do you want to say?" Qingling looked at Lin Zhao, but there was a meaning of dodging in his eyes.

"Something is wrong with you these days." Lin Zhao understands Qingling, Qingling is definitely not a person who can endure not being by his side every day. But she ran away every day after delivering something.

This is not like Qingling's style, so Lin Zhao left her behind this time.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he finished saying this, Qingling's eyes suddenly turned red when he looked at Lin Zhao, and realized that he might be about to cry, Qingling immediately turned his head. I didn't dare to look at Lin Zhao, my heart was already swallowed up by guilt.

"Why are you crying? Don't cry! Lin Zhao was taken aback, and stretched out his hand to grab Qingling's hand.

Hearing Lin Zhao's comfort, Qingling cried even more miserably.

"It's all me" Qingling choked up, and couldn't control her tears even more. "If I hadn't made it, you wouldn't have stopped, and you wouldn't have had so many things. It's all my fault. Qingling was very sad, and hated herself even more, why did she have to be angry.

Hearing Qingling's words, Lin Zhao was stunned, and then laughed, "You fool shouldn't be just worried about this matter, right?" After Lin Zhao finished speaking, he stretched out his hand and gently flicked her head.

His strength was very light, and Qingling didn't feel any pain.

"Isn't that enough? Without stopping, we probably won't be hit at all. Qingling said with red eyes.

"Then have you ever thought that if I don't stop, the car will still accelerate and crash into the back, and the force will be enough to knock us all out, and it may not be such a minor injury at that time." Lin Zhao asked Qingling with a smile. Qingling's tears condensed in his eyes, and he looked at Lin Zhao in surprise.

"That person originally wanted to kill me, and after killing someone, it was a death penalty anyway, where would he care if he killed one more or less, I also want to thank you, if it weren't for you, maybe both of us would be finished." Lin Zhao sighed, stretched out his hand, and carefully wiped the tears from her face.

Qingling raised her hand and wiped away her tears, "Really? Qingling still felt that these words were Lin Zhao's words to comfort herself.

"yes, really." Lin Zhao nodded and replied.

Qing Ling finally burst into tears and smiled, "Then your life is mine, and it will be mine for the rest of your life." After speaking, he stretched out his hand and poked Lin Zhao's cheek.

Lin Zhao nodded with a smile and said okay, Qingling stretched out his hand and pounced on Lin Zhao and hugged him.

"Ahem." A light cough came from outside the door, and Qingling immediately bounced away.

Two figures walked in from outside, Lin Zhao saw them and was about to ask Qingling to help him shake the bed up, but the action had been stopped by the two people who came in.

"You boy! It almost scared both of us old guys into heart attacks. "The people who came in were none other than Lin Fenglai and Qing Lao.

After they learned the news of Lin Zhao's injury, they hurriedly flew back from abroad, and rushed to the hospital without even returning home.

Seeing that Lin Zhao was fine, the two of them breathed a sigh of relief.

"Grandpa, grandpa." Lin Zhao opened his mouth and called out to them, and Qingling immediately got up to move the stools for the two of them.

"You boy! He's a good man. They also saw the video of Lin Zhao being hit, and in order to protect Qingling, he was knocked away. Seeing this video, the two old people almost didn't cry.

What could be more uncomfortable for an old man than seeing his beloved grandson have an accident?

"Well, I love Qingling." Lin Zhao replied firmly.

Hearing this, Qingling sneaked to the other side of the bed, stretched out his hand to hold Lin Zhao's hand, and looked at Lin Zhao with a look of dependence. The eyes are full of tenderness.

"You're fine, grandpa can rest assured, you kid, I can tell you, you have to live longer than your dead ghost grandfather, otherwise I'm not done!" Lin Fenglai mentioned his unsuccessful son at a young age, who died young and folded on the battlefield, how he felt sad and aggrieved.

"Uh-huh." Lin Zhao smiled and nodded, Lin Fenglai saw that his great-grandson was fine, his eyes couldn't help but tear, he stretched out his hand and took out a handkerchief and wiped it at the corner of his eye. "I can't afford to send a white-haired person to a black-haired person a second time." After speaking, there was a choked breath in his voice.

"Grandpa, don't talk nonsense, Ah Zhao will live for a hundred years." Qingling heard Lin Fenglai's words and directly retorted.

made Lin Fenglai laugh, and even said yes, yes, that's right.

A few people chatted for a while, and soon it was night, and the two old men were ordered by Lin Zhao to go back to rest first, and the people who accompanied them at night were finally replaced by Qingling.

They were all their parents before, but tonight they became Qingling, which made Lin Zhao feel a warm feeling inexplicably.

"Qingling, I'm sorry." Seeing Qingling's busy figure, Lin Zhao opened his mouth and said sorry.

This sorry voice also made Qingling a little confused, and turned his head to look at Lin Zhao with a confused expression.

"I was going to give you an engagement banquet of a lifetime, but it seems like I'm going to miss it." Lin Zhao said with a regretful expression.

"You dare to miss the appointment!" Hearing this, Qingling's apricot eyes widened, and she glared at Lin Zhao angrily, "We'll do it when we're ready!" Don't delay for a minute! Qingling's words reached Lin Zhao's ears, and Lin Zhao laughed out loud.

"It's me who said the wrong thing, it's not a broken appointment, it's that I can't for the time being, I said the wrong thing, don't be angry." Lin Zhao hurriedly comforted.

Qingling put down the things in his hand, walked up, lowered his head and kissed Lin Zhao's lips directly.

This kiss made Lin Zhao a little confused, and he looked at Qingling incomprehensibly.

"Ah Zhao, you get better quickly, as long as you can get better, I can wait for as long as I want." After Qingling finished speaking, she gave Lin Zhao another light kiss.

The corners of Lin Zhao's mouth raised slightly, nodded at Qingling, and said okay.

This night, Lin Zhao didn't fall asleep after tossing and turning, and Qingling didn't fall asleep either, and the two of them lay on two beds. Everyone has something on their minds, Lin Zhao wants to recover as soon as possible, and Qingling thinks about how to make Lin Zhao recover as soon as possible.

Considering that Lin Zhao's body was not much of a problem, it was impossible for the hospital to let Lin Zhao stay in the hospital for two or three months, so after staying in the hospital for a few days, Lin Zhao was driven back.

Considering the problem of letting Lin Zhao recuperate, Qingling sent him to the eastern suburbs of Ziyuan, and she also lived there with him. He actively helped Lin Zhao to rebuild every day, and also invited a professional rehabilitation engineer to assist Lin Zhao in reconstruction.

Lin Zhao, who was originally expected to get better in three months, stood up in two months. And he is completely healed, leaving no symptoms behind, which is inseparable from his practice of martial arts since he was a child.