Jiang Qian cried silently in his arms.

The little hand beat his chest desperately, trying to break free, but to no avail, her strength was not worth mentioning to him.

She didn't know what Lu Qingshi was doing, she finally persuaded herself to die for him, why did he care about her again? Whether she eats or not, whether she dies or not, what does it have to do with him?! www.

The elder brother always had a cold face, the breath on his body was cold and terrible, and he took three or two steps to step up the steps of the nursing home, and the nurse on duty saw Lu Qingshi coming back with Jiang Qian, who was crying very sadly, and stood up in fright, "Mr. Lu, this is ......"

Lu Qingshi looked over with cold eyebrows, "Is there any sugar water, bread or milk?" ”

When the little nurse saw Lu Qingshi with such a bad face, she nodded confusedly, "Yes, there is ......"

"Please prepare some for me and send them to my room."

Without waiting for the little nurse to respond, Lu Qingshi hugged Jiang Qian upstairs.

The second floor of the sanatorium was very quiet, his steady footsteps almost dissolved on the gray velvet carpet on the ground, and only Jiang Qian's cry echoed in the entire corridor, Lu Qingshi didn't say a word, walked to the room at the end of the corridor, kicked the door open directly, and a loud "bang" sounded in the silent night, Jiang Qian was crying and trembling with fright.

Lu Qingshi hugged her to the desk.

The little nurse moved quickly, and quickly brought the food that Lu Qingshi needed.

The little nurse is new and has never seen Jiang Qian, but she knows that this noble Mr. Lu is an investor in the nursing home, and Miss Jiang in the VIP ward downstairs is his fiancée, so who is the beautiful girl who was held in Mr. Lu's arms just now......

But she didn't have a chance to think about it, because after Lu Qingshi took the food and thanked him, he closed the door.

Jiang Qian was already hungry to the extreme at this time, low blood sugar is like this, it's okay when she doesn't have a seizure, if she can't replenish sugar water in time, it will be very uncomfortable, she is covered in cold sweat all over her body, her heart is palpitating, her lips are pale, and she can't even control the trembling of her limbs.

Lu Qingshi put the sugar water in front of her, she reached out with trembling hands to pick it up, but her hand had no strength, the cup slipped and slid down, and the sugar water in it spilled out, splashing her fingers.

Tears and cold sweat wet the hair on the side of her cheeks, and she felt pitiful and embarrassed.

Lu Qingshi looked at her deeply, took the cup of sugar water in her hand with his big hand, put the rim of the cup to her mouth, and fed her with his own hands.

Just like in the past, when she was sick, when she had menstrual and abdominal pain, when she couldn't eat, he was like this, and he would feed her with his own hands.

It's just that in the past, he would hold her gently, and when she cried, he patted her back and coaxed her, but this time, he just stood beside her, he didn't hug her, the emotion in his eyes was very light, and the black steel watch on his wrist glowed with cold light, just like his alienated and indifferent attitude towards her at the moment.

She knew that she couldn't go back, she couldn't go back.

For the rest of his life, he would be so indifferent to her.

His care and tenderness for her, the love and concern of those brothers for their sisters, were ruined by her own hands.

Jiang Qian cried and sobbed, grabbed his hand, drank the sugar water one by one, Xu was in a hurry, her throat suddenly choked, her face stiffened, and she coughed violently.

Lu Qingshi quickly put down the water cup and pulled a tissue to her.

But Jiang Qian choked so hard that he almost coughed up his lungs, his little face was so red that he raised his hand and patted her back, sighing, at this moment, he was almost tormented by her and lost his temper, "Drink slowly, why are you so careless?" ”

Jiang Qian coughed violently, still crying, her slender little hand grabbed the corner of the table, she bent over, the emotions in her mind were surging violently, and under the stimulation, she spit out all the sugar water she had just drunk.

There was a chunk of wet on the floor, and some spit on his clean, spotless trousers.

Lu Qingshi couldn't take care of himself, he only held her and held her shoulder, and saw the girl's red teary eyes, and the pale face under the messy and wet hair, which was so fragile that it was vulnerable.

It was as if he had been stabbed in the heart.

"If you can't drink it, you won't drink it, I'll have someone send nutrition injections up."

Jiang Qian shook her head with tears, and her little hand, which was so thin that her blood vessels were exposed, grabbed the cup of sugar water that she had drunk a little half, and without waiting for Lu Qingshi to stop her, she forcibly endured the churning and nausea in her stomach, and raised her head to pour the glass of sugar water into it.

"Shallow!" Lu Qingshi frowned.

After Jiang Qian drank the sugar water, he threw the cup away, tore the bread on the table with his trembling little hands, took a bite hard, and swallowed it quickly.

"Don't eat, be obedient," Lu Qingshi pinched her jaw and forced her to spit it out, but Jiang swallowed quickly, not only that, but she stubbornly ate a bite of bread into it.

Her throat was choked, her eyes were full of tears, she didn't say a word, and she fought with her brother wordlessly.

She didn't mean to make her brother angry, she just felt too uncomfortable in her heart, she didn't know what to do, she just wanted to eat and recover her strength quickly, so that she could leave her brother.

As long as she can't see Lu Qingshi, she can slowly stop thinking about him, so that she can make herself feel better, and her heart won't hurt to death.

But God did not want to satisfy her, and when she ate the second bite of bread, she could no longer suppress the nausea in her stomach, and her face changed suddenly, and with a wow, she vomited out what she had just eaten. m.

Jiang Qian's breathing was short, her eyelashes trembled violently, as if there were countless knives slashing at her heart, and piercing every inch of her trembling nerves, her body was unbearable to the extreme, and her emotions were also endured to the extreme, bending over, and finally breaking down and crying.

Lu Qingshi leaned over slightly and hugged her in his arms.