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Three weeks later.

One morning.

Qin Ningxiang opened her glasses with difficulty, truly regained consciousness, and the world was clear again.

The air was filled with the smell of disinfectant water.

Quiet surrounding, very quiet.

Qin Ningxiang blinked her eyes again and raised her hand vigorously.

The golden metal on his wrist flashed, and there was a plastic tube under the metal ring that connected to the back of his hand.

Qin Ningxiang was shocked when she saw a needle.

Very tired, but Qin Ningxiang moved in a stress reaction all over her body.

Constant faint needle.

Just as Qin Ningxiang was staring at the infusion tube in her hand, a pair of warm hands approached gently and held her hand.

Qin Ningxiang subconsciously looked along the pair of small hands, it was Mei Lan, she seemed to be very excited, tears of joy overflowed in her eyes, her mouth was slightly open, and she seemed to have been moving.

Qin Ningxiang thought to herself, as if she couldn't speak with excitement.

Mei Lan held the hand briefly, then let go, and probed Ning Xiang's forehead with the back of her hand, crying with joy.

Under the eyes of Yingying were the corners of her lips, and tears slipped down from the corners of her crooked eyes.

This sensational scene didn't last long, and Merlin was seen jumping up excitedly and quickly.

Mei Lan pulled the little nurse beside her, and several people seemed to be excited, like a group of jumping rabbits, their lips seemed to be moving, but Qin Ningxiang didn't hear it, and then many people ran quickly.

Qin Ningxiang thought to herself, these people are so strange, they are so excited to see her.

Qin Ningxiang's throat seemed to be sticky, and her mouth was dry and bitter.

The direction of the flow of people was chaotic for a while, and gradually gathered in front of the hospital bed in an orderly manner.

Jin Yuhan's face appeared in Ning Xiang's field of vision, and Qin Ning Xiang realized that something was wrong.

This feeling is very bad, and it is about to crush Qin Ningxiang.

It's like struggling to think of a very simple answer, something obvious, you already know, but you can't think of anything.

Until Jin Yuhan bent down, approached Qin Ningxiang, and pulled her eyelids twice with both hands.

Ning Xiang reacted, but she couldn't hear the sound.

When I saw his thin lips constantly opening and closing, I realized that I couldn't hear.

From the moment I opened my eyes, I could clearly feel the joyful atmosphere, but I didn't realize what was going on, and now the tip of the iceberg has been revealed.

Her world was very quiet, Qin Ningxiang couldn't help but touch her ears, but her hands were grabbed.

Jin Yuhan also seemed to be aware of the problem, while the others were still in surprise and did not feel it.

"Ah Xiang, are you scared stupid?" Mei Lan pulled the nurse beside her, a little too excited.

"With the dean here, she must be fine, it's great, it's a miracle." The little nurse looked at Jin Yuhan with adoring eyes, and she could exude the smell of peach.

"Find me a notebook." Not long after Jin Yuhan's voice fell, a white plate clip was handed to him, with several sheets of A4 paper sandwiched on it.

Jin Yuhan casually wrote a few words on the paper, "Can't you hear me?" ”

Qin Ningxiang nodded.

Mei Lan couldn't help but cover her mouth, "It's too miserable, isn't it?" What can you do, my incense? ”

Before these words fell, a hand on his shoulder slid up along the arc, and when a familiar figure appeared behind Mei Lan, Qin Ningxiang couldn't help but be surprised, "You're together again?!" ”

This exclamation, which surprised everyone in the room, turned into surprise, and then turned into thanks.

So Jin Yuhan casually opened a software in his mobile phone, handed it to Qin Ningxiang, and then wrote a few words on the paper and read it out.

- Holding an oil-paper umbrella, alone

-Hesitation is long, long

- Lonely rain alley

- I hope to meet

- A lilac-like

- A girl with a grudge

-……

Just as Qin Ningxiang tried hard to pronounce and read the poem aloud according to the tone in her memory, everyone applauded.

There was an almost celebratory atmosphere in the room, ignoring the fact that she couldn't hear it.

Only Jin Yuhan frowned, thought for a moment, and picked up the phone.