After Granny Wang left, a nurse came in to wipe Jiang Qiuman and change her dressing.

Qin Banchi couldn't help but ask, "Why hasn't she woken up yet?" ”

Recently, there have not been many people hospitalized, so the news of a high-risk miscarriage being admitted to the hospital quickly spread. This nurse obviously didn't like Qin Banchi very much. She glanced at him lightly before saying, "The operation was successful, but the anesthetic hasn't passed yet." ”

Qin Banchi breathed a sigh of relief and nodded his head to thank the nurse.

The nurse stopped talking, thought about it, and turned away.

Qin Banchi stopped her: "Is there anything else?" ”

The nurse turned to look at him again and said, "She needs to recuperate, she has a miscarriage and hemorrhage, and she has suffered a particularly severe cold and a high fever." Don't irritate her, and don't make her sad. She is only so young, otherwise she is afraid that her body will not be good in the future. ”

Qin Banchi nodded solemnly: "Okay, I know." ”

The nurse was gone. Qin Banchi sat on the edge of the bed to guard her, and after a while, he stretched out his hand and gently held her palm.

Her hand was still slightly cold, and he couldn't help but clench it tighter.

He thought that if Jiang Qiuman was willing, he could support her for the rest of his life. Raise her to be happy and chubby, and no one will hurt her again.

Until the night outside the window became darker and several stars appeared in the night sky, Jiang Qiuman's eyelashes moved, and he finally woke up.

Granny Wang had already brought soup and food, and put them in a thermos cup, which was still hot. Seeing that she woke up, Qin Banchi finally smiled, but suddenly came back to his senses and instantly let go of the hand holding her.

Jiang Qiuman didn't seem to notice this detail, she just looked at the top of her head with a confused expression, and only after a while did she frown, looking at the environment, and at the same time seeing Qin Banchi.

She was stunned, and said in a hoarse voice: "Xiao Chi...... Where is this? ”

Her head ached, and her temples ached. She wanted to reach out and rub her head, but she didn't even have the strength to lift it.

Her body was so weak that it was as if someone had drained her vitality.

Qin Banchi said: "This is the hospital. You are seriously ill and need to be treated. ”

Jiang Qiuman still just looked at him stupidly: "I'm sick?" What's going on? I've been fine......"

Qin Banchi wanted to say more, but Jiang Qiuman suddenly wrinkled his brows in pain, and the stupidity on his face gradually disappeared, replaced by a cold that gradually diffused.

She chuckled and laughed at herself: "Yes, how did I forget, I drove into the Huangpu River and wanted to kill myself." ”

Qin Banchi's heart tightened, and he said a little angrily: "It's better to be alive than anything else." ”

Jiang Qiuman looked at him, but there were tears in the corners of his eyes: "Let me ask you, if your family dies tragically, and you are the only one who lives in this world, but when you turn around, you find that the people around you are the murderers who killed them, what will you do?" ”

Qin Banchi looked at her in a daze, and the pain in his chest became bigger and bigger.

For a moment, it was as if he had returned to that night.

said that a boss of the Qinghong Gang took a fancy to his sister and wanted to rob her back to be his aunt's wife, but he refused and cut all the people sent. But on the second day, when he went out, the Qinghong gang killed his grandfather and polluted his sister, and when he rushed home, there was a huge pool of blood under her sister, mixed with unbearable filth, and she only left her last breath.

His sister was only fourteen years old, and her birthday was still three days away.

At that moment, he walked up to her step by step, and then held her tightly in his arms.

He didn't know how many tears he left, drop after drop, all of them hit Ah Mei's face.

Her face was as white as snow, but she still tried to smile at him.

She reached out to brush the tears from his face and whispered, "Brother, don't cry." ”

The smile on her face grew weaker and weaker, and her voice rang out, "Take care of yourself, don't be sad." ”

Two years ago, his sister, who was not yet fifteen years old, died in his arms.