"You can't speak?" the nurse asked her again uncertainly.
Xiang Qinglan nodded, but the nurse just patted her chest. Obviously she still couldn't accept such a thing. However, in this world, everyone has their own love for carrots and vegetables. This woman is very beautiful, even if she doesn't speak.
That man is also in love with her. He is really envious of her.
"Discharged?" The nurse looked at the paper in front of her and looked at her awkwardly, "You will stay at least half a month. You just had an operation and need to recover."
After half a month, Xiang Qinglan put down her hand, took back the pen, and wrote a few words again. She couldn't wait for half a month, because she still had Qing to take care of.
"I want to be discharged from the hospital." There were only four words, but the handwriting was very heavy. It seemed that her determination could be seen in the words. She would not stay in the hospital any longer, absolutely not.
"Actually, it's okay. You can recuperate your body at home, but it will take a long time. Have you thought about it?" She also has selfish motives. If this woman continues to live there, then the handsome guy will be there, even if she can't.
After eating it, I was addicted to it once in a while.
After all, it would be a pity not to see such a handsome man.
Xiang Qinglan nodded, looking at the pen in his hand, his clear eyes filled with soft light, "Qing, I will cook for you when you get home, okay?"
"You should be discharged from the hospital. Otherwise, that handsome guy might not be alive." The nurse said something unintentionally, and Xiang Qinglan suddenly raised her head and opened her eyes. She didn't know why she said this.
One sentence.
What did she mean, Qing, what happened to him.
"Uh, it's nothing. You heard me wrong," the nurse quickly shook her hand, but the eyes that Xiang Qinglan was staring at were too insistent and too focused. This woman's personality was the same as that man's.
They are also quite stubborn.
Well, if she wants to know, then tell her, anyway, this is not a secret.
The nurse took a breath and said slowly: "Actually, you are really going to be discharged from the hospital. If you stay one more day, the man next to you will be in more danger. From the beginning to the end, your surgery fee will be paid by that man selling blood."
Come on, how much blood can a person's body shed? This is the third time for that man. If this continues, his body will really not be able to bear it."
After the nurse finished speaking, she sighed again. He was really a wonderful man. They were so moved that they secretly slept with him several times.
Xiang Qinglan kept her head lowered, but the nurse found water droplets faintly visible on her pale lips under her hair, and she cried.
"I let him in," the nurse said in a panic. She walked out, but she still looked back at the silent woman on the bed. Why, she could always feel something in her body.
A feeling of distress that makes people feel the vicissitudes of life.,
Qing had been standing at the door. When the door opened, he rushed in desperately. The nurse helplessly stabilized her body. She really thought she was air. However, maybe she would be able to see this person soon.
He was so handsome, what a pity. She closed the door for them. When she looked at the ward from a distance, there were figures of those two people in her eyes.
A very strange pair of people.
Lan Qing walked in, sat on the bed quickly, and looked at Xiang Qinglan carefully. Xiang Qinglan just raised her head and smiled softly at him. There was nothing unusual except for her eyes being slightly red.
"Qing, let's go home," her lips moved. Although there was no sound, Qing knew what she meant.
Qing paused for a while, then nodded, but still looked at her worriedly, could she really do it?
"Lan..." His hand stroked her hair, but Xiang Qinglan stretched out her hand and hugged his waist tightly. Qing's body was shaken, and she also hugged her very slender body.
Body.
The indoor lights in the ward tended to be a light hazy color, falling on the two people working together. Xiang Qinglan leaned on Qing's shoulder. This shoulder was broad, reassuring, and made her feel distressed.
of.
Such a Qing who knew nothing gave her everything that no one had ever given her before, warmth, touch, and nostalgia. Gently shaking her dark eyelashes, she raised her eyes, and the corners of her eyes quickly fell.
A drop of tear fell on Qing's clothes and disappeared in an instant.
There is not much smell on Qing's body, it still has a light fragrance.