Chapter 147: If Life Could Be Edited

When she heard the knock on the door, Qiao Yue knew that it was Aunt Liu, because Su Mingyuan would not knock on the door, but directly pushed the door and walked in.

As soon as Aunt Liu entered the house, she saw Qiao Yue sitting on the bed with her knees crossed, her face pale and bloodless, and when she saw her walk in, she barely squeezed out a smile.

"Miss Qiao, are you feeling better?" Aunt Liu asked softly while putting down the water.

Qiao Yue wanted to nod and say better, but she didn't want to move at all, and her whole body was sore and uncomfortable.

It's so much better, I don't even believe in ghosts.

Qiao Yue smiled weakly and didn't even say a word.

Aunt Liu knew it in her heart, she took the medicine on the bedside table that Su Mingyuan told her, buckled a few according to the instructions and put them in the palm of her hand, then walked to the bed with water in one hand and medicine in the other.

"Miss Qiao, take medicine, just eat and sleep." Aunt Liu bent over and said softly.

To be honest, Aunt Liu also has a daughter, and when she saw Qiao Yue sick like this, she couldn't help but feel distressed, and her tone couldn't help but become kind and soft.

Qiao Yue glanced up at Aunt Liu and smiled gratefully.

She reached out for the pills and the cup, put a handful of colorful pills into her mouth, and then took the cup and took a few sips.

Maybe she was too thirsty, so she drank the remaining half of the glass of water in one go, and then handed the cup to Aunt Liu and whispered thank you.

"Do you want more?" Aunt Liu asked with the empty cup, Qiao Yue shook her head, indicating that she would not drink it.

Qiao Yue's voice was hoarse and heavy, and she had a slight cough.

Aunt Liu remembered that Su Mingyuan said that in addition to medicine, there was also syrup, so she hurriedly put down the cup and found a box of syrup in the bag containing medicine on the bedside table.

She opened the box and took out one, then took out the tube and plugged it in, and handed it to Qiao Yue.

"This is syrup, it has the effect of relieving cough and reducing phlegm, you drink one, and your throat will be a little more comfortable." Aunt Liu said.

Qiao Yue nodded, showed a weak smile, took the syrup, and drank it.

The sweet syrup with the flavor of Chinese medicine slid down the throat, cool and silky, making the dry throat much more comfortable.

When she first took the medicine, Qiao Yue didn't notice that the medicine she was taking was not the one she bought, because the colorful pills all looked similar.

But after drinking the syrup, she remembered that she didn't buy the syrup.

Qiao Yue wondered if Aunt Liu bought it for her, so she asked her, "Aunt Liu, where did this syrup come from, did you buy it for me?" ”

Aunt Liu listened, shook her head with a smile, and said, "It's not me, it's Mr. Su who brought it back, along with those medicines." Aunt Liu said and looked at the bag of medicine that Su Mingyuan bought on the bedside table.

Qiao Yue was stunned, followed her line of sight, and found that there was indeed a bag of medicine on the bedside table.

This is what Su Mingyuan bought?

There was a strange feeling that slipped through my heart in an instant, but it was fleeting.

She remembered the trace of pity she saw in his eyes when Su Mingyuan hugged her just now, wasn't that her own delusion?

Qiao Yue's heart lit a cluster of excited small flames, very small, so small that they would be extinguished if she didn't pay attention to it.

She suddenly felt less uncomfortable, her empty eyes were dyed with a touch of brilliance, and the corners of her lips moved slightly.

Although he was ridiculed by Su Mingyuan countless times and was overwhelmed, he was heartbroken every time.

However, deep down, Qiao Yue always had a trace of expectation, expecting Su Mingyuan to care about her at all.

After experiencing countless disappointments and blows, Qiao Yue knew that this was a luxury.

She clutched the empty brown syrup bottle tightly, as if through this small bottle, she could get closer to Su Mingyuan.