He couldn't cry, he burst into tears, he was heartbroken, and the man didn't flick when he had tears, just because it was not time to be sad.

Leng Zongkai's heart ached, and he patted him on the back to comfort him. "Don't be like this, let your mommy go with peace of mind, Daddy will take care of you in the future."

On the other side, the door to the ward opened, and out came several doctors in white coats, all of whom were authoritative figures in the medical field.

Leng's mother shook her body and rushed forward, "Doctor, how is my son?" ”

Qingting held his breath, his nervous palms were full of cold sweat.

The doctor at the head had a serious expression, "Rui Shao has a serious concussion, and there is a bruise in the back of his head, so he needs to stay in the hospital for good observation......"

Before he finished speaking, Leng Mu couldn't wait to interrupt him.

"Is there any danger to your life?"

Sounds so scary, why is my son so unlucky?

Qingting's face was pale, his heart was beating fast, and he was a little out of breath.

A smile appeared on the doctor's face, "Jiren has his own natural appearance, there is no danger to his life, the bruising will slowly disperse after a while, Mrs. Leng, don't worry, it will get better soon." ”

All of them breathed a sigh of relief. Leng's mother slapped her chest excitedly, and she was afraid.

Qingting's eyes were hot, his feet were weak, and he almost fell, great, it's okay, he's alive and well, is there anything more good than it?

She pushed the door in uncomfortably, and saw Leng Qirui lying quietly on the bed, his eyes closed, and his head was wrapped in white gauze, faintly oozing blood.

Her trembling hand gently touched his face, and tears welled up in her eyes, a kind of joy that she had regained.

She leaned down, a light kiss fell on the gauze, and two hot tears rolled down her forehead, dripping a puddle of water.

Leng Mu, who was standing at the door, looked at this scene, her expression was very complicated, her brows were tightly locked, and she couldn't do it.

Qingting didn't know anything about this, all her thoughts were on Leng Qirui, seeing that it was very late, she persuaded Leng's mother to go home to rest, and stayed in the hospital quietly all night, saying that she would not leave.

Only by his side can she feel at ease.

The slender jade hand always held his big hand tightly for a moment.

Looking at the handsome face on the hospital bed, she didn't sleep all night, watching stupidly, countless thoughts turned in her mind.

A touch of morning light dyed the sky, the sky brightened up little by little, and the bright light penetrated through the curtains, bringing the warmth of the room.

It's a new day, and hope is in the world!

The person on the bed opened his eyes faintly and showed a shallow smile, "Tingting." ”

Although the voice is weak, it is full of vitality, like the summer sun shining into the dim heart of the light pavilion, and I can't help but cry with joy. "You're finally awake, it's so good that it scared the hell out of me."

"Fool, where you are, I will be there, always with you."

Since Leng Qirui woke up, Qingting has been by his side, doing everything without pretending to others, serving tea and water, and taking care of patients, all of which are done very neatly.

As for the patient, he pestered her all day long, not allowing her to leave his sight, which was particularly clingy.

Maybe I'm scared, or maybe I'm scared.

After observing for a few days, he finally couldn't stand the smell of disinfection in the hospital and was discharged noisily.

Qingting was busy following him, satisfying his various turtle fur requirements, but he was enjoying it.

Being able to stay together like this is a kind of happiness in itself.

Leng Qirui has a video conference to be held, and Qingting is busy in the kitchen, carefully cooking the old hen ginseng soup.