Chapter 39: Sickness
The taxi driver quietly observed Ling Qingyu's expression, and his eyes flashed with cruelty. Ling Qingyu didn't pay attention to the taxi driver, her face sank for a moment, and then she put the photo away tightly with her hand.
Raising his eyes to look at the driver, his smile was a little stiff: "Thank you!" The taxi driver scratched his head with his hand with a smile: "Hehe, you're welcome, just give it back to you, I see that this photo is very old, and a corner is missing on it, but you still use the moving west to paste it, it seems that it should be cherished, and it's not good to lose it!" β
The driver said this on purpose, Ling Qingyu's heart was really pricked, yes, it's been a long time, everyone can forget it, but how can she? How can you be worthy of your sister like this!
Ling Qingyu's expression was a little painful, his lips were pale, and the driver smiled secretly in his heart, but his face was very sincere: "Miss, are you okay?" I see that your face is getting worse and worse. β
Ling Qingyu raised her eyes slightly, revealing a weak smile: "I, it's okay......" But her voice was very small, and she couldn't even make any sound at the last moment. Ling Qingyu felt that the figure in front of him began to have a vague appearance, his body went limp, and he fell to the ground.
There were many voices in my ears, there were hurried footsteps, and anxious calls: "Miss, are you okay?" Someone! β
"Oh my God, young lady! Butler, the young lady fainted! β
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Then she fell into a coma.
Ling Qingyu slept in a long dream, the dream was all about her and Ling Qingyun, and in the end, Ling Qingyun said with a hideous face that she was so pitiful and unwilling to die.
"Ahh Ling Qingyu opened her eyes, her body instantly rose, her forehead was covered with cold sweat, and her eyes looked forward, looking frightened.
"What's wrong?" A low voice came, Yin Jiachen looked at her anxiously and asked, Ling Qingyu was shocked, Ling Qingyun, who was originally smiling in her dream, suddenly stared at her in horror and questioned her viciously.
"No, no! Ah......h Sister, I'm sorry, I'm sorry!
Yin Jiachen looked at her painful appearance, and directly hugged Ling Qingyu into his arms, his handsome eyebrows furrowed tightly, just like his mood at the moment.
Ling Qingyu cried bitterly in Yin Jiachen's arms, but after a while, she hurriedly pushed Yin Jiachen away, looking at Yin Jiachen with horror and rejection on her face.
His sexy thin lips pursed tightly, he didn't speak, he just looked at Ling Qingyu quietly, and she on the hospital bed seemed to be greatly stimulated, facing Yin Jiachen, her hand pointing directly in the direction of the door.
"Go, you go! I don't want to see you! With a faint hatred in his eyes, Yin Jiachen's eyes were filled with monstrous anger, and his fists were clenched tightly.
Everyone in the ward had already held their breath, Ling Qingyu's tears kept rolling in his eyes, and after the two were stalemate for a moment, Yin Jiachen still turned around and left directly, with the cold air of the room.
Nina was also in the ward, and when she saw Yin Jiachen going out, she looked at the two arguing with some anxiety, and saw Ling Qingyu looking sick and wanted to say something, but in the end she gave up and chased Yin Jiachen's back: "Jiacheng!" Jiacheng! β
There were fewer people in the ward, and now there was only the housekeeper, and he didn't know what to say, so he went out quietly after that, leaving Ling Qingyu alone with space.
Woo woo......" Ling Qingyu cried out, burying her pitiful little face deep into her arms.
When night fell, Ling Qingyu had been in the hospital for two days, and the doctor said that she had fainted because she was too tired recently, and she did not enter on time due to low blood sugar.
In the past two days, Ling Qingyu was unusually silent, and only the housekeeper who came to see her came to bring her food. Yin Jiachen has not seen him since that day.
Today is the day when Ling Qingyu was discharged from the hospital, maybe she has not been in a particularly good mood all the time, and she has not eaten much, although she can be discharged from the hospital today, her complexion still looks very weak and pale.
The door of the ward was slammed, and Ling Qingyu straightened up slightly from the hospital bed and leaned on the pillow: "Please come in." The tone is not shocked, it must be the housekeeper.
"Sister." But the person who came was not the butler, and a terrifying delicate female voice shouted.
Ling Qingyu looked over, and Ling Ziyu, Ling Feng, and Ning Qiuhan came in. "Sister, are you okay?" Ling Ziyu saw that Ling Qingyu didn't pay attention to her, unwilling to have no sense of existence, and asked again.
"Dad, why are you here?" But Ling Qingyu still ignored her, and instead greeted Ling Feng skillfully.
Ling Feng was still his own daughter after all, seeing that Ling Qingyu's face didn't have any look at all, he hurriedly said with some distress: "Why am I here?" You're already in the hospital, and I'm not coming? β
Ling Ziyu pursed her mouth a little angrily, pulled Ning Qiuhan's arm, and shook her coquettishly, Ning Qiuhan understood that she just patted the back of Ling Ziyu's hand to make her calm down.
Then Ning Qiuhan also took a step forward pretendedly, checked Ling Qingyu, took Ling Feng's words and said, "That's it!" You're already sick like this, can we still make up for you? β
Ling Qingyu was awkward when she heard this, as if she had thorns.
"I'm fine, just two days in the hospital just to be on the safe side." Lowering his head and speaking, Ling Feng asked Ning Qiuhan to put down some high-grade fruits in his hand, and then motioned for Ning Qiuhan to peel the peel for Ling Qingyu.
Ning Qiuhan's hands were full of new nails, he would want to do this kind of thing, although he was angry in his heart, he could only hold it, after all, Ling Feng was still here.
Just as Ning Qiuhan reluctantly took out the fruit and was about to cut it, Ling Qingyu spoke up: "No need, I don't want to eat it." The words are indifferent, without any so-called face-saving disguise.
This made Ning Qiuhan feel embarrassed, this is not to accept her love, right!
"Sister, why didn't you see your brother-in-law? Aren't you ready to be discharged from the hospital? Why didn't he come to pick you up? Ling Ziyu asked knowingly, but she was pretending to be naΓ―ve, Ning Qiuhan secretly gave her an appreciative look, she was really her good daughter!
Ling Feng's face darkened, and seeing that Ling Qingyu was silent and didn't speak, "Ziyu, don't stand there anymore, go through the discharge procedures for your sister!" But this sentence was obviously angry, and the tone was particularly impulsive.
Ning Qiu was angry when he saw that his baby daughter was murdered, so he threw away the fruit in his hand and crossed his waist, "I said Ling Feng, what's the matter with you, why are you talking to Ziyu like this!" Looking aggrieved, Ling Feng couldn't resist seeing her like this.