Before he saw any movement in Xu Jiaqing's room, Xiaobei sat on the small sofa at the end of the corridor with this small plant. It has to be said that compared to the daytime, this villa reveals a different atmosphere at night, all the rooms, including the staircase, are filled with candles, and the warm light illuminates the whole room.

Xiaobei has the opportunity to get a glimpse of the whole picture of this villa, the European-style white home, from the lighting to the carpet, reveals the luxury of the ornaments inside. If such a configuration allows for a glimpse of sunlight during the day, or allows natural light to enter, it is not an exaggeration to describe this villa as opulent.

Xiaobei prayed in his heart that Xu Jiaqing would get better soon. At this time, Dr. Liu came up and walked straight towards Xu Jiaqing's room, Xiaobei thought there was something wrong, and followed him inside. After walking a few steps, I remembered that I didn't bring the pot of greenery, so I came back and hugged the greenery to follow.

Dr. Liu knocked lightly on the door, and only then did he push the door and go in when he heard Xu Jiannan say come in.

"Jianan, the hospital over there has been contacted, Uncle Zhang will send you back, Jiaqing needs to rest more now."

Xu Jianan looked at Xu Jiaqing, Xiaobei didn't know what the brothers were talking about, she felt that Xu Jiaqing didn't say anything, it was all Xu Jianan talking. Because no matter what Dr. Liu said, Xu Jiaqing didn't raise his eyes.

Xiaobei saw the opportunity, put the pot of green plants on the counter next to him, and came over to push Xu Jianan's wheelchair.

"Brother, I'll go back first, and I'll come to see you another day."

Xu Jiaqing still didn't react. Xiaobei pushed Xu Jianan's wheelchair out.

"Where did this come from?"

When the three of them retreated to the door and Dr. Liu was about to close the door, Xu Jiaqing suddenly opened his mouth, Dr. Liu was stunned for a moment, and looked at Xu Jianan, who also looked dazed.

Xiaobei thought that he wouldn't be referring to the pot of bamboo, right? blurted out: "In a corner on the right side of the villa, I don't know who planted it, it looks beautiful and beautiful, so I divided a pot." ”

Xu Jianan and Doctor Liu looked at Xiaobei strangely, and Xiaobei pointed to Wenzhu next to Xu Jiaqing.

Next, Xu Jiaqing's behavior startled Xiaobei, he suddenly sat up from the bed, holding the pot of green plants, as if holding a pot of treasure, but in less than a minute, he raised the small green plant in his hand angrily, and fell to the ground with a bang. The mud was scattered on the ground, and the little life was trampled under him.

Xiaobei suppressed the sound of himself about to scream, and held Xu Jianan's wheelchair tightly. Xu Jianan raised his head, and his slightly cool hand patted Xiaobei, signaling her not to take it to heart. Whispered, "Let's go." ”

Until he got into the car, Xiaobei was still immersed in the fright just now and didn't say a word.

"I'm sorry, my brother is not very emotionally stable, and it was in vain to waste your mind."

Xu Jianan, who was sitting in the back seat of the car with Xiaobei, comforted Xiaobei to arrive.

"It's me who should say I'm sorry, it's me who messed with him."

The corners of Xu Jianan's mouth twitched, his eyes closed slightly, and he stopped talking. His lips were chapped and tired. Before the car started, Xiaobei hurriedly asked Uncle Zhang to pour a glass of warm water.

Xu Jianan took a few sips of the warm water handed by Xiaobei, his tense nerves seemed to relax a little, and he closed his eyes again.

It takes more than two hours to drive back to Qingcheng from the farm, Xiaobei is recalling the experience of this day all the way, his father had a stroke, and there is such an older brother, he is young, he has to shoulder the responsibility of such a big group, and all the hopes of the Xu family, Xiaobei is really a little worried about Xu Jianan.

Xu Jianan was probably really tired, and he fell asleep after a while, and Xiaobei let his head rest on his shoulder. She raised her wrist and looked at the time, it was already more than eight o'clock in the evening, took out her mobile phone and looked at it, there was no Qin Xiao's message or his phone. He was relieved of himself, sent him a message, and then didn't ask.

Xiaobei thought like this, and his heart was a little sour. I called up his number, and the phone rang many times, but no one answered.