In the past, I always made things difficult for him, which made my heart happy. Now looking at his state... Well, after all, I still couldn't bear it, and I swallowed back all the words that were trying to make things difficult for me.
Shao Jingmo returned to the bed and sat down.
His every move was extremely slow and obviously different from usual. Qiao Qiao, who was not a delicate person, also noticed something strange about him. Thinking about hearing his weak voice on the phone, she couldn't help but ask: "Hello
, are you okay?"
Shao Jingmo raised his eyes and looked at her: "I don't know how to call someone?"
Qiao Qiao: "..."
If you look at it, you will know that you shouldn’t bear it.
This man is not worth feeling sorry for at all, and if he shouts for pictures, he will not lose a piece of meat.
Qiao Qiao was slandering in her heart, but her face was obedient: "Little uncle."
Shao Jingmo leaned back and said um without looking at her: "Actually, you don't have to come over."
"While you didn't need me to come over, you also sent me your location and room number. Could it be that I misunderstood the meaning?" Qiao Qiao walked to the bedside, folded her hands on her chest and said, "I owe it too. You have to understand that uncle is just reporting.
He is safe and has no intention of letting me come over..."
Shao Jingmo interrupted her: "That's not what I meant."
Qiao Qiao choked.
Shao Jingmo opened his eyes, raised his eyes to look at her, and said in a low voice, "You can leave if you want. I have nothing to do here, don't worry."
"Who is worried about you?" Qiao Qiao's reaction was particularly sensitive, as if she was afraid that Shao Jingmo would misunderstand: "It was my mother who told me that you were coming to the capital. I thought that even if I didn't pick you up, I would still have to see you. This way, it's better to talk to my mother.
There is an explanation.”
The corners of Shao Jingmo's lips curved slightly: "I've seen you now, you can go back first."
"Back, back..." Qiao Qiao was speechless for a moment.
Shao Jingmo asked: "Are you staying at Mo's house today?"
Qiao Qiao was stunned for a moment, then nodded: "...Yeah!"
Shao Jingmo: "Then you go back to Mo's house first. I will come to pick you up tomorrow morning."
Qiao Qiao: "..."
Is this... driving her away?
Qiao Qiao looked at Shao Jingmo carefully and saw that he didn't seem to be joking, so she slowly moved half a step away. After taking half a step, she glanced at Shao Jingmo again, but there was still no movement, so she turned around and left with confidence.
As soon as he walked to the door, he saw Daoxi walking over with a room service member.
"Miss Qiao?" Daoxi looked at Qiao Qiao.
Qiao Qiao quickly came out, closed the door and said, "Nothing's going on. My uncle needs to rest. Let's go back to Mo's house now."
Daoxi didn't ask any more questions, nodded, and turned around to explain the situation to the room service.
The room service breathed a sigh of relief: "That's good, it's okay."
Daoxi was more thoughtful and asked: "What's wrong?"
The room attendant followed Daoxi and said as he walked: "The guest in room 9982 came to register for the room. His face was so pale that it felt like he would faint at any time. We were not worried, so we followed him up to see him.
We dare not leave until we enter the guest room. When we heard you mention this guest room just now, we were all frightened and thought something had happened to the guest in this guest room."
The voice fell.
Qiao Qiao, who was walking in front, suddenly stopped walking.
She turned around, and Daoshi and the room service looked at her at the same time.
Qiao Qiao asked the room service member: "You said that when he came in to register for a room, his face turned frighteningly pale?"
The room service nodded: "Yes."
Qiao Qiao: "He came down to you just now to open the door of room 9982..." Qiao Qiao pointed to Daoxi next to her, and then continued: "Do you think something happened to the guest in room 9982?"
The room service nodded again: "Yes."
After saying that, the room serviceman raised his mobile phone: "I'm ready to call 120 at any time, but madam, you just came out of 9982. The guests in the 9982 room should be fine, right?"
Qiao Qiao pursed her lips and remained silent.
When she went in just now, Shao Jingmo didn't look like anything was wrong.
It was obvious to the naked eye that Shao Jingmo's face looked very bad, and she complained that he was so haggard that he looked as if he was terminally ill... Is it possible that from the moment she saw Shao Jingmo, he had been holding on for dear life?
Is Shao Jingmo sick?
Her voice is so tired, her face is so pale and haggard, look at her reaction, it's obvious!
But she didn't take it seriously!
Qiao Qiao pushed aside the two people in front of her and quickly turned back.
Finding the door closed, she waved to the room service member: "Come and open the door."
The room service didn't ask the reason. The main reason was that they were worried that something might happen to the guests inside and they would be responsible for it, so they quickly came over with the secondary card.
A 'beep' sound.
The door opened.
When Qiao Qiao walked in quickly and saw Shao Jingmo lying on the bed with his eyes closed, almost 'peacefully', her breathing froze and her heartbeat skipped half a beat.
"Shao Jingmo!"
She rushed over quickly.
Kneeling on one knee and half on the edge of the bed, she reached out to shake Shao Jingmo's shoulder, gently at first, but Shao Jingmo didn't respond. Qiao Qiao's voice trembled involuntarily: "Shao... Shao Jingmo?"
When Daoxi and the room service follower saw this scene, their expressions changed.
Daoxi stepped forward to help. The room service staff trembled and opened the dial to dial 120.
Qiao Qiao didn't wake up Shao Jingmo several times, and tried to help him up. But she was too weak, and it was difficult for her to even help Shao Jingmo, who was 87 meters tall.
Qiao Qiao was so anxious that she said in a heavy nasal voice: "Shao Jingmo, please don't let anything happen to you. If you die, I will become a widow at a young age..."
Next to him, Daoxi, who was about to extend his hand to help, immediately widened his eyes after hearing Qiao Qiao's words!
Isn't this the relationship between uncle and niece?
Why did they become husband and wife again???
Daoxi was confused and her mind was extremely messy!
Qiao Qiao turned around and saw Daoxi standing there, refusing to help. When she was about to ask him to help, a calm voice fell into her ears——
"Afraid of becoming a widow?"
Hearing Shao Jingmo's voice, Qiao Qiao was suddenly stunned. She slowly turned her head and saw Shao Jingmo looking at her with a half-smiling face.
In just a second, Qiao Qiao's cheeks turned red.
But his body reaction was slow, and he still didn't get up from Shao Jingmo.
Shao Jingmo raised his hand, and his palm naturally fell on her waist. The waist that was not tight enough to be grasped was so easily controlled in his palm. It was a very ambiguous posture, but no one had any charming thoughts.
He exerted a little force on his arm and pushed her gently: "Get up first."
Qiao Qiao was angry and embarrassed. She only remembered to get up from him after he reminded her. She didn't pay much attention when she got up, and inadvertently pressed her hand on the wound on her waist and abdomen. The pain was amplified at this moment, and Shao Jingmo rarely frowned.
Qiao Qiao thought he was just pretending: "I only weigh so much, so I've suppressed you to this point."
She said what she said casually without thinking about it. She said it as soon as she said it. After she finished speaking, she realized that her expression was a bit strange and she had never tried it. Why did she call him vain?
Dao Xiju was a little embarrassed next to him, and he didn't dare to ask about the true relationship between the two. At this moment, he interrupted: "Mr. Qiao... uh, Mr. Shao, how is your health? Do you need to go to the hospital?"
