Such movement made Qian Qianqian, who was gradually waking up on the bed, frown again. The next second, her dull eyes opened weakly at this moment.
What caught her eyes was the snow-white ceiling and a strange smell.
Looking slightly to the side, the familiar back figure came into her eyes, standing with his back to her.
The hand placed on the wall was dripping with blood, and there were dazzling bruises between the finger bones.
Her heart tightened, a flash of panic flashed in her eyes, and she sat up from the bed.
"Mirror of Time."
She spoke. After the scraping, she felt no discomfort except for the weakness.
Hearing Qian Qianqian's voice, Shi Jing turned around suddenly and rushed to sit next to her. His hands grasped her shoulders tightly, and his eyes flashed with nervousness.
"How are you? Are you still feeling uncomfortable?"
Facing this handsome face so close in front of her, he was looking at her with worry.
The deep black eyes reflected her pale face, gently surrounding her like a pool of gentle water.
Thinking of the embrace she fell into before she fell into coma, and the nervous cries she made when she lost consciousness, Qian Qianqian's heart suddenly palpitated.
Warmth flowed through her heart, and she gave him a reassuring smile.
She shook her head gently at him and said, "I don't feel uncomfortable anymore, thank you."
Looking at the purple scratches on her hands and the obvious Sha Qi, she realized that the reason why she was vomiting, having diarrhea and feeling weak was because of heat stroke.
Come to think of it, after being exposed to the sun for most of the day and living in a house with no ventilation, it's no wonder that I got heat stroke.
After hearing Qian Qianqian say it was okay, Shi Jing's tense nerves finally relaxed.
His hand naturally lifted the hair from her temples, and a soft smile appeared at the corner of her mouth.
"It's okay."
Such tenderness made Qian Qianqian's heart throbbing with ripples again.
Looking away from Shi Jing's face somewhat deliberately, he also saw his hand that was still dripping with blood.
There was a nervousness in her eyes, and she stretched out her hand to pull Shi Jing's hand and exclaimed: "Your hand is injured, please quickly find a nurse to bandage it for you."
Qian Qianqian's actions made him notice his injured right hand, and also reminded him of those memories that he had deliberately buried.
My heart felt a little colder, and my eyes that were originally watery also froze at this moment.
Qian Qianqian retracted the hand he held in his hand fiercely, his expression cold and cold.
"Don't be troublesome."
Qian Qianqian was stunned, looking at Shi Jing's sudden change in expression, a trace of confusion flashed in his eyes.
"Can you leave?"
His voice was still terrifyingly cold, his brows furrowed slightly, and he looked at her impatiently.
This change of attitude made Qian Qianqian feel a little uncomfortable in her heart.
She nodded and got off the bed, walked to Shi Jing, "I'm fine, let's go."
I don’t know why Shi Jing suddenly changed his mood, but...
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He seemed to be in a bad mood.
They carefully followed him out of the emergency room building, and there was still silence between the two of them until they got into his car and slowly drove away from the hospital building.
Qian Qianqian turned his head and carefully looked at Shi Jing's indifferent side face, which was filled with inhuman sharpness and coldness.
After seeing his brows furrowed from time to time, a frightening cold light flashed in his eyes as he recalled something.