Gu Qianqian's eyes dimmed and she pursed her lips, "Don't you think it's a pity that such an outstanding person has been sitting in a wheelchair?"
"..." Qi Mingye didn't say a word, but the hand holding her waist tightened even more, as if he wanted to break her waist.
Gu Qianqian felt pain and shuddered reflexively, reaching out to touch his chest, "Qi Mingye, what are you doing? You want to strangle me to death!"
"Is it a pity?!" Qi Mingye suddenly vomited.
"Isn't it a pity?" Gu Qianqian asked back.
In her eyes, a man as gentle, handsome and elegant as Mo Ran should stand high and be admired by everyone.
One meter of wheelchair space is too frustrating...
As if sensing Gu Qianqian's thoughts, Qi Mingye's cold voice seemed to sink into an ice cellar, "If, I mean if, the operation fails and Mo Ran can't stand up again, what are you going to do?"
Gu Qianqian felt as if he had been struck by lightning. His body remained stiff and unresponsive for a long time. Qi Mingye's heart sank and he growled, "Speak!"
"..." Her whole body trembled slightly, like a fallen leaf in the autumn wind, messy in the wind.
"I don't know. I haven't thought about it. If DQ can't make Mo Ran stand up, will he never stand up again? Tell me, right?"
Gu Qianqian hesitantly grabbed the skirt of Qi Mingye's chest, her big eyes full of panic.
It turns out that what she had was not a nightmare, but a scene that was very likely to become reality...
"He won't be able to stand up...he really won't be able to stand up..."
Gu Qianqian repeated the same sentence like a demon, but it hit Qi Mingye's heart like a wooden fish.
He retracted his iron arms to restrain Gu Qianqian's body that could lose control at any time, pressed her head to his chest, narrowed his eyes and said in a deep voice, "No, the operation will not fail, he will stand up."
Gu Qianqian timidly raised her head and looked at his chin, her voice trembling, "Really? You didn't lie to me?"
"..." Qi Mingye's heart was suddenly hit by something unknown, causing him to panic in pain.
After a long silence, he nodded with difficulty, "Well, go to sleep."
Hearing Qi Mingye's assurance, Gu Qianqian finally felt at ease. She leaned against his chest, closed her eyes, obeyed his words, and slept obediently.
Even she herself didn't realize that she didn't know when she started to completely trust the man lying next to her...
His strong arms and thoughtful heartbeat were like the most beautiful requiem. After only a few minutes, Gu Qianqian fell into a deep sleep.
Sensing her even breathing, Qi Ming opened his eyes in a sleepy night. His sharp eyes in the darkness were like a cheetah's claws sharpened and ready to strike at any time.
When his eyes touched the person in his arms, his eyes suddenly softened, and his soft fingertips gently slid across her pink cheeks, and a trace of fatigue flashed across Qi Mingye's exquisitely handsome face.
Standing in front of the operating table for seven or eight hours in a row is an extremely exhausting job, but when he thought of Gu Qianqian's reaction just now, Qi Mingye lost the slightest bit of sleep.
He lowered his head and placed a kiss on her forehead, "Stupid woman..."
