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Yun Hua didn't want to wait for him to answer, whatever his intentions were, at least Yun Hua knew the truth, which was enough.

She didn't care about Jing Xiu, walked out of the lounge directly, and walked to the glass of the monitoring room again.

Chu Yu had been standing here all the time, and when he saw the cloud painting coming, he whispered, "The boss is awake again." ”

Yun Hua looked over.

From her point of view, she couldn't see Bo Siqing's face lying on the hospital bed, she could only see his hand outside the white quilt, his hand was tightly grasping the sheets, his bones were ringing, and he was even trembling slightly.

Yun Hua could fully imagine how much pain he had in order to clutch the sheets so tightly......

She didn't hesitate, turned around immediately, and ran quickly to ask the nurse to take her to the sterile room to get a new sterile gown......

She walked in again.

Bo Siqing's face was pale, and his forehead was covered with sweat.

But when he saw her come in, the originally forbearant expression on his face seemed to change in an instant, and he even pretended to laugh easily.

If it weren't for the fact that he could clearly see his pale face and the large sweat on his forehead, no one who faced his expression would have thought that he was enduring pain that ordinary people couldn't bear at all!

"Just woke up after a while?" The cloud painting also pretended to be casual.

Bo Siqing yawned again, "Sleep all day, sleep all day, of course I can't sleep for too long." ”

Yunhua looked at him.

This person is really hard-mouthed!

Obviously, I can't sleep because of the pain all the time, and I haven't slept for many days, but I still insist that I sleep every day......

Yun Hua pulled a chair and sat down, taking the initiative to grab his hand.

At this moment, her heart was beating so fast that she didn't know what it was for.

Although she grabbed his hand, she didn't look at him, sat in the chair like this, and whispered: "After you helped me teach He Yuxiang a lesson, I heard that He Yuxiang seems to have been sent abroad by his family. As for my father's junior and illegitimate daughter, like cockroaches that can't be killed, they are disgusting everywhere. My mother and Shen Shiying's mother opened a snack bar together, and the business is good. I've also met Coach Fan Mengying, Coach Fan is cold and straight, but she is very attentive, and she even helped me plan ......"

Her voice was unhurried, without much ups and downs, and her tone was also calm and soft......

She whispered, and Bo Siqing listened silently.

When Yun Hua said something about it, she turned her head to look over, and Bo Siqing finally fell asleep again.

This time, Yun Hua didn't let go of his hand again.

If that makes him sleep a little longer, let him sleep a little longer.

Yun Hua leaned back on the back of the chair, tilted his head, and rested awkwardly on the back of the chair.

At the moment, her mood is calm.

If her reborn soul did not affect the course of history, then in four years, he would have died.

Like seeing those anti-narcotics policemen, soldiers, and pilots who died heroically on the TV news and on the Internet, most people will only feel admiration, but they will not have too profound experience, after all, these people are too far away from their own lives.

Once, when she looked at Bo Siqing, it was like this.

This is a person worthy of admiration, and most people will feel sorry and regret for his sacrifice, but that's about it.

But now, this person has really come into her life.

It's not just seen, it's not just acquaintance, it's not just a few dealings......

Yun Hua knew that he would never be able to watch him die four years later.

In her heart, he is no longer the male god who is placed on the altar; Nor is it the martyr who is admired by hundreds of millions of people.

He's just Bo Siqing.

One with flesh and blood and a soul, one that most truly permeates her life............

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