Zhao Siqing's gaze swept over Mrs. Gu's body, and her gaze fell on Mr. Gu's wheelchair.

Mr. Gu said softly: "Don't worry, the doctor said that you will recover after a few months, and it just so happens that I am tired all these years, so I happened to take this opportunity to rest." ”

Zhao Siqing nodded lightly and didn't make a sound, his eyes swept over Jiang Jingming, Song Huaijin and Shen Jingzhen on the side, and saw that they were all fine, and there was a little relief in his heart.

On the other side, there is Gu Shiyu.

is not as embarrassed as Huo Jingchen, he tidied himself up very neatly, white shirt and slacks, and his overly pale face made him look even colder.

One of his arms seemed to be badly wounded, and she could see that it was thickly bandaged.

Zhao Siqing looked at his hands in a trance, and couldn't help but think of the scene in the factory.

Her feelings for Gu Shiyu are complicated, on the one hand, the blood bond makes her instinctively want to get closer, and on the other hand, it is difficult to let go of his indifference and hurt in the past.

Until later, even after Gu Shiyu knew that she was his sister, he was not overly enthusiastic about her.

He just does what he thinks he should do, and he doesn't need the affirmation of others, and he is not afraid of being questioned by others.

He always seems to be calm and terrible, and he has his own gentleness under such coldness.

Gu Shiyu gently brushed away a strand of hair on Zhao Siqing's face, and said softly: "Did it scare you?" ”

Zhao Siqing lowered his eyes, his voice was a little hoarse, and said softly: "Your hand is ......"

"The hand is fine." Gu Shiyu obviously didn't want to say much about this, because he knew that no matter how much he said at this time, it would be useless.

Zhao Siqing was silent and didn't ask again.

She turned her head and saw Yang Jingqiu leaning against the door looking at her from a distance, sensing her gaze and smiling softly at her.

Zhao Siqing smiled back at her, and the corners of her eyes were a little sour: "Mom......"

The corners of Yang Jingqiu's eyes were moist, and she stepped forward to wipe her tears for Zhao Siqing, and said coldly: "How old are people still crying." ”

It is probably human nature to seek a mother, and when I saw Yang Jingqiu and Zhao Siqing, I had an unspeakable grievance.

Zhao Siqing's nose and eye circles were red, and he said softly: "Huo Jingchen also cries his nose." ”

Yang Jingqiu chuckled lightly and said with tears in her eyes: "You haven't learned his skills, it's useless to learn them." ”

Huo Jingchen sat aside and didn't make a sound, just held Zhao Siqing's hand tightly.

Zhao Siqing looked around, but didn't see Zhao Yancheng and Nalan Yanran, and was in a trance.

After being silent for a long time, he finally couldn't help but ask: "What about Yanran......

She knew that if Yanran was fine, at least Yan Cheng would be here.

But now, Yan Cheng and Yan Ran are not there, which can only mean that Yan Ran has an accident.

At the mention of Nalan Yanran, the group fell silent.

After a while, Gu Shiyu said softly: "I'll look for it, and I'll always find it." ”

In a word, there is a lot of information.

Zhao Siqing couldn't help but recall the scene where Nalan Yanran dragged Gu Anhui away regardless of her own safety, and the corners of her eyes were a little sore.

She knew that if the bomb on Gu Anhui's body was detonated in the factory, she was afraid that it would be difficult for all of them to survive.

So she would rather risk her own life to protect them.

It's just that she doesn't have to think about it, she also knows that in that kind of situation, that kind of lethal bomb, she is afraid that she will be more than lucky.