Chapter 33: Qin Qin is hospitalized

"You, you don't doubt me?"

Qin Xie Yi didn't answer and asked, "Then did you copy it?" ”

Copyed?

Yuan Ruan shook his head.

Qin Xie Yi let go of his hand and brushed her ear hair open: "If you say no, I will believe it." ”

Take a look, take a look! What is a touching friendship!

Yuan Ruan's eyes were complicated, and he felt even more pitiful when he looked at Qin Xie Yi.

No matter how disgusted this man is with arranged marriages, at least this heart for Yuan Ruan is true.

It's a pity that he fed all the dogs, and the original body was abandoned as if he were not to say anything, and he was harmed in turn.

Dude, the Ten Misery of the Year should give you a participation award.

Qin Xie Yi was stunned by this, and the feeling of punching the cow and punching it into the cotton to show the dog made him feel a surge of anger in his heart, and he almost didn't manage his expression.

Damn it. What the hell is going on with this pitiful and pitiful look!

"So what do you say is marriage—hey? Y-Why are you so pale, are you okay?! Yuan Ruan just thought about the marriage that Qin Xie Yi said in the hospital, and before he finished asking, he saw that the other party suddenly bent over, and cold sweat was soaked on his forehead.

She hurriedly held the man up, and most of the man's weight pressed on his shoulders and almost pressed her down.

"What's wrong with you? Aunt Zhang! Aunt Zhang-" Yuan Ruan shouted twice, and it was quiet in the villa, not knowing where the undercover Zhang was hiding.

She scolded secretly and took out her phone to call 120.

Qin Xie Yi was wheezing heavily, and in a few breaths, most of the white shirt he was wearing was wet with cold sweat.

"It's fine." He barely opened his eyes, his steps were vague, and everything he saw was blurry, with deep ghosting and shadows, "I, I can't eat shrimp." ”

Yuan Ruan suddenly looked up and glared at the man.

"Can't eat it, why are you ······"

Qin Xie Yi didn't answer, just looked at Yuan Ruan, and the corners of his bloodless lips could hook up a smile.

Yuan Ruan's mind turned, and he felt that he understood the subtext of the other party.

Because you peeled it for me. Even if it contains arsenic, I'm willing to eat it.

Yuan Nguyen: ······

It's lost under it.

The ambulance came quickly, but Qin Xie Yi was already in a semi-coma when he arrived at the hospital.

It was already past eight o'clock when the examination and treatment were crammed into the ward, and the person was not awake until the nurse had taken a drip and signed the record and left.

The face is still white and miserable, and the tall man is pouting in the hospital bed, looking like a little pitiful.

Yuan Ruan called Yuan Yuan, and when he came back, he saw such a scene.

The glasses have been removed, and the sharpness and anger of the man's facial features are incompatible with the ward, and they are even more pitiful.

She leaned against the wall, her head slamming against the wall, trying to ask for help.

Kindly invite someone to eat, how can you break it when you go to the hospital?

Or the Huangquan Road that was sent by hand.

What a grudge, what a grudge.

This person shouldn't think that this is also her rebellion against marriage, right? Heaven and earth conscience, she really doesn't have it.

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My head hurt, I couldn't breathe, there was fire, there was smoke, there was little girl's crying and giggling.

The white fingers twisted a shrimp, closer and closer, closer and closer-

Qin Xie Yi opened his eyes abruptly and sat up from the bed.

Here it is, the hospital.

The wall clock on the wall ticked and ticked, and at two o'clock in the middle of the night, the little girl who threw herself beside the bed buried her face in the quilt, and hung cups, water, and clothes on the hanger.

Qin Xie Yi lifted the quilt and got out of bed, fished out his glasses from the cabinet, and looked at them repeatedly for a while before closing the bridge of his nose.

He took a cigarette from his coat pocket, stood by the window, lit it, and tucked it to his fingertips, watching the scarlet sparks flicker and flicker, and the light smoke curling up.

The night was deep, and the colorful noise refracted from all directions, tearing him out of his unreality.

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Qin Xie Yi sneered, pinched his cigarette, and turned his head to look at Yuan Ruan, who was not sleeping, his eyes darkened.