Gong Qinghan's hand hanging on the sofa was clenched tightly, trying his best to control his beating heart

Nangong Ling Tian looked at Gong Qinghan, who did not react at any time on the sofa, and his heart, at this moment, sank into the ice

Nangong Ling Tian raised his hand and handed the melodica to Poison Luo: "I want her to return it to me herself!" ”

Poison Luo didn't pick it up, but turned his head to look at Gong Qinghan on the sofa first

Seeing that Gong Qinghan was still motionless, Poison Luo bit her lip and took the oral organ

Nangong Ling Tian finally glanced at Gong Qinghan deeply, and with reluctance, he turned around and left

He knew that if he continued to stay here, it would be torture for each other

Feeling his departure, Gong Qinghan couldn't control his heart anymore, and turned his head to look at the door,

But I only saw his departing back, his back was much thinner than a few days ago, full of exhaustion, and his steps were unsteady

Poison Luo closed the door, and his back became more and more blurred......

The moment the door was completely closed, Gong Qinghan's heart also became flustered

Gong Qinghan stared at the closed door tightly, unwilling to withdraw his gaze for a long time

Until Poison Root walked up to her and handed her the melodica

Looking down at the melodica in front of him, he reached out with a trembling hand and took it

The cold body was tightly held in her hands,

Obviously, the body of the piano was so cold, but she felt a burst of warmth in her palm, as if there was still residual warmth on the piano......

——

In the afternoon, Shangguan Yu came, along with his mother Han You'er

With Gong Qinghan's permission, the poison fell and let them in

Seeing Gong Qinghan, who had lost a lot of weight, Shangguan Yu felt indescribably distressed and uncomfortable

Han You'er directly reddened her eyes, and brought the bird's nest porridge she brought to Gong Qinghan

"Chilly girl, this is what I boiled with my own hands, can you eat a little!"

Gong Qinghan looked at Han You'er with a distressed face, and he was indescribably envious in his heart, envious that Shangguan Yu had a mother's love

He lowered his eyes and looked at the fragrant bird's nest porridge in front of him, and stretched out his hand to take it

I scooped a little with a soup spoon and put it in my mouth, but my face was involuntarily wrinkled together.

It's so bitter, it's obviously bird's nest porridge, why is it so bitter

It turns out that sometimes, when the suffering in the heart is too much and overflows, it will spread to the limbs and bones.

"What's wrong, isn't it delicious?" Han You'er looked at the crumpled little face and asked with concern

"Cold girl, if you don't like porridge, eat something else, I also brought chicken soup, drink some chicken soup!" Han You'er opened the thermos box and handed it to Gong Qinghan again

Gong Qinghan shook her head slightly, she feels bitter about everything she eats now, what kind of food she eats, and what is the difference!

Gong Qinghan scooped a spoonful again, and just wanted to send it to his mouth,

Stomach, suddenly spasmed, and the already pale face instantly turned pale,

The spoon and the insulated box fell and spilled on the floor

There was a burst of blackness in front of him, and there were exclamations from Shangguan Yu and several people in his ears

——

A large hospital——

Nangong Ling Tian's flustered figure broke in

"How's it going? How's Qinghan? Nangong Ling Tian grabbed Shangguan Yu in the corridor

"The doctor is still checking, you, what's wrong with your head?" Shangguan Yu looked at Nangong Ling Tian with gauze wrapped around his head

"Didn't I tell you to bring her food, why did you eat it from the hospital?" Nangong Ling Tian didn't answer Shangguan Yu's question, but asked loudly

Shangguan Yu was just about to answer, but the doctor pushed the door and walked out

"Doctor, how's it going?"

Nangong Ling Tian stared nervously at the doctor's face, afraid of seeing some bad expression on his face