Chapter 588: Utter Waste

The moment he heard the news, Lang Que's heart already had a heart that wanted to cut Huo Jingqi with a thousand knives!

He clenched his fists tightly: "This matter, when Qu Su wakes up, don't tell her." ”

The man was really afraid that Qu Su would not be able to withstand such a big blow.

But Qu Su is obviously much smarter than Lang Que imagined, and when he saw the pain of the gauze wrapped around his wrist, which was already tumbling, Qu Su had already prepared for the worst in his heart: "Lang Que ......"

"I'm here." The moment Lang Que held Qu Su's palm, he used a little force.

But Qu Su still looked like he had nothing to do.

The situation is more serious than imagined, Qu Su is currently unconscious!

Lang Que's eyes flickered, but he didn't dare to show the slightest difference on his face: "Qu Qu, what do you want to do?" Just tell me to do it, but you're a sick person now, so you need to rest. ”

Hearing this, Qu Su just shook his head.

She opened the corners of her miserable white and dry lips, and her face was already gray: "Lang Que, tell me the truth...... Is my hand useless? ”

"I just want to hear the truth from you right now!" Qu Su looked straight into the bottom of the man's eyes, and the almost determined gaze didn't even give him a chance to lie.

Lang Que pursed the corners of his lips, and there was a hint of dodging in his eyes: "How is it possible?" It's just a minor injury, and I've already put you in touch with Dr. Peter, have you forgotten? He's an expert at this and will definitely get you back to normal. ”

Even in order to cover up his weakness, Lang Que actually smiled and stubble: "You are a rising star in the design industry, if you really have any accidents, wouldn't it be directly missing a talent?" How many big guys have to regret it! ”

The man didn't talk about lying before, and he didn't even say a few words to others, so he was really not good at lying.

Hearing this, Qu Su's complexion did not improve in the slightest: "Lang Que, do you know what it was like when you lied?" ”

The man's body stiffened for a moment, and Qu Su sneered: "It's exactly the same as now!" ”

"My hand...... After that, I can't pick up a paintbrush anymore, can I? Qu Su tried to restrain his emotions, but his voice couldn't help but be stained with tears.

She bit her lower lip hard, not wanting tears to fall: "I just want to hear the truth, is it so difficult?" ”

"Qu Qu, don't cry......" Lang Que, who had always been indifferent, was extremely busy in front of Qu Su at this time, and he wiped the tears from the corners of Qu Su's eyes in a panic: "Nothing in this world is necessarily absolute, do you remember that I was as desperate as you were at that time?" But it's not good now. ”

"You believe me, as long as you are willing to cooperate with the treatment, there will be room for things to turn around...... I'm afraid you've given up on yourself. ”

Qu Su's tears fell one by one, like a heavy stone constantly smashing down on Lang Que's heart.

He was almost suffocating.

"Your recovery only needs to meet your daily life," Qu Su's vision was blurred by tears, and her expression was also hovering on the verge of losing control: "But as a designer, I have to be able to control every subtle movement...... There is no doctor in the world who can help a disabled patient return to the medical miracle of design! ”

In the last sentence, Qu Su was almost already roaring.

Huo Jingqi's ferocious movements at that time kept replaying in Qu Su's mind.

She regretted it in her heart, if the resistance at that time was a little more intense, would Huo Jingqi not be able to hurt herself?

This time, Huo Jingqi finally did what he said - so that Qu Su would hate and hate him for the rest of his life!

No one understands how much psychological pressure she is facing at this moment, and muttered: "I also promised Su Jinyan to help her design Su's latest haute couture dress, but I can't do it now......"

And Lang Que finally got rid of the love Gu, Qu Su thought that he could finally wear the wedding dress he had designed by himself.

But now I can't even do the design, so what can I talk about wedding dresses?

Hearing the words, Lang Que could only purse the corners of his lips tightly.

He understood that no amount of words at this moment could heal the scars in Qu Su's heart.

Lang Que could only reach out and hug Qu Su tightly into his arms, trying to give Qu Su a sense of security with his ever-shrinking strength: "Qu Qu, I'm sorry...... It's me who is bad. ”

"It's me late." Lang Que also fell into a full self-blame.

In the room, only the sound of Qu Su sobbing remained.

After her mood finally stabilized a little, Qu Su pushed the man away vigorously: "Lang Que, you go out first." ”

"I want to be alone for a while," she squeezed out a smile with difficulty, "Don't worry, I will never do anything stupid." ”

No one understands Qu Su's feelings better than Lang Que, so under her reasonable request, men want to follow her wishes: "Okay...... Qu Qu, I'm waiting for you outside, no matter what happens, remember to call me as soon as possible. ”

But what Lang Que didn't expect was that as soon as he walked out of the door with his front foot, Qu Su directly locked the door with his back foot.

Hearing the sound of the lock falling, a flash of confusion flashed in Lang Que's heart.

He kept banging on the wooden door: "Qu Qu, don't lock the door......"

There was no sound of response in the ward, and only Lang Que was heard hysterically in the entire corridor, and his emotions were gradually getting out of control: "Qu Su, you open the door for me!" ”

"Believe it or not, if you really dare to do something stupid, I'll go home immediately and strangle that stupid son of yours, anyway, it's been a long time since I saw him unpleasant!"

Even if this threat had been made, there was still not the slightest sound in it.

At this moment, Qu Su had already slid down the door frame and sat on the ground.

She buried her head deep in her knees, her shoulders twitching, tears immediately soaking through her clothes.

Before meeting Lang Que, Qu Su had always regarded the success of her design career as her lifelong pursuit, and it was with this skill that she was able to get out of the magic cave of Qu's second uncle step by step!

And the talent of design is what Qu Su has always been most proud of.

As a designer, drawing has become Qu Su's instinct carved into his bones.

Now that she has been abolished, she has undoubtedly deprived Qu Su of the most noble faith in her heart.

From now on, she will be a real waste.