In the ward, just as Rong Heng and Yu Jun walked out, Qianxing suddenly heard something.
She stood up suddenly, turned to look at the two layers of glass behind her, and immediately saw Song Qingyuan lying on the hospital bed.
He woke up.
And he was raising his hand, trying to find something on the bedside.
The sound just now was because he accidentally knocked over the water glass.
At this moment, Yu Jun had just left, and the nurse who had been in the observation room was not there either. Qianxing hesitated for a moment, but finally walked in quickly.
Song Qingyuan didn't seem to be fully awake yet, with his eyes half-closed. It wasn't until his groping hand fell into the other hand that he slowly opened his eyes.
Qianxing stood beside his bed, holding his hand. His eyes were slightly dim, but his face had no expression. He paused and just said: "What do you want? Do you want some water?"
Song Qingyuan's eyes fell on her face, and after a long time, he just nodded slightly.
Qianxing quickly took the cup on the bedside and poured half a cup of water. First, she dipped a cotton swab in some water and applied it to his lips. Then she took a thin straw and put it to his lips.
Song Qingyuan didn't seem to really want to drink water. Qianxing put the straw to his lips. He only took a sip and then stopped drinking. He just stared at her quietly.
Qianxing avoided his sight, turned around and put everything back to its original place. It took a while before she looked back again, but Song Qingyuan had already closed her eyes again.
She stood by the bed for a long time, then turned and walked out, pressed the pager in the monitoring room, and called the doctor and nurse.
The doctor seemed very happy to learn that Song Qingyuan had just woken up, and after monitoring various data, he seemed to be relieved.
"All the data have become stable, which is a good sign." The doctor said, and suddenly turned to look at Qianxing and said, "It shows that Mr. Song is really relieved to know that you are here."
Qianxing paused and didn't answer. When he looked up, he saw Yu Jun walking in from outside.
She immediately walked up to Yu Jun and said, "The doctor said his condition is stable. Can I go?"
Yu Jun heard this and did not answer. He just raised his head and looked at the doctor.
The doctor hurriedly said: "At present, Mr. Song's condition has only stabilized, but has not really stabilized. He still needs careful care and observation."
Yu Jun then looked at Qianxing again, "Did you hear that?"
Qianxing gritted his teeth and finally realized that it was almost impossible to find a reason to leave Yu Jun, who was so lonely and isolated.
And in this room, apart from Yu Jun, there is only one person left who can make the decision...
Qianxing slowly turned her head and looked at Song Qingyuan lying behind the glass.
Maybe at this point, she really had no choice and could only hope that Song Qingyuan would get better soon...
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Late that night, Song Qingyuan woke up again.
At that time, Qianxing was lying motionless on the sofa in the living room, thinking about something. Suddenly she heard the nurse's voice inside, and then the doctor hurriedly arrived, and she slowly sat up from the sofa.
But while she was still on the sofa, the nurse had already walked out of the monitoring room, walked up to her and took her hand, saying: "Miss Song, Mr. Song is awake. Go and see him quickly."
Before Qian Xingren could recover, he was already pushed and pulled into Song Qingyuan's ward by two nurses.
The doctor was standing beside the bed and asked Song Qingyuan how he was feeling in a low voice, but Song Qingyuan turned to look at her.
This time, he seemed to have really woken up, and when he looked at her, his eyes were clear.
Perhaps because he was used to being aloof, Song Qingyuan had always been a bit cold and withdrawn. Whenever he met her, she would often make him furious.
Therefore, in Qianxing's memory, Song Qingyuan always seemed to be cold or angry.
But at this moment, when she met his eyes, his eyes were rare and calm, and when they fell on her, they seemed to be slightly startled.
He had obviously seen her once when he woke up before, but it seemed that at this moment, he still couldn't believe that she was really here.
"Ms. Song arrived early this morning." The doctor whispered to Song Qingyuan, "I haven't slept until this point. I have been waiting for you to wake up. It's great now. Tonight, you two, father and daughter,
I can sleep peacefully.”
Faced with such a situation, Qianxing remained stiff, but this stiffness also prevented her from pushing away the person next to her and turning around.
She could only stand quietly like this, staring at Song Qingyuan without saying a word to each other, until he slowly closed his eyes uncontrollably again.
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After staying up for dozens of hours, Qianxing finally slept on the sofa in the living room outside the ward.
But she felt that she had just fallen asleep and was suddenly woken up by someone.
The wake-up energy in Qianxing's body exploded instantly!
When she opened her eyes, she saw Yu Jun standing in front of her with his arms folded in a relaxed manner.
Qianxing wanted to kick his expressionless face, but she saw Yu Jun gestured in the direction of the ward and said, "Go in and take care of Mr. Song for breakfast."
Qianxing suddenly sneered and said, "What if I don't?"
"Of course I can't force you in front of Mr. Song." Yu Jun said, "It's your choice whether to go or not."
As soon as he finished speaking, the nurse who had changed Song Qingyuan's medicine just walked out of the ward. During the opening of the door, Song Qingyuan heard several old coughs.
Qianxing immediately froze there again.
After that, she raised her eyes and glared at Yu Jun fiercely, got up and walked into the ward.
After waking up, Song Qingyuan's complexion seemed better than yesterday. He was leaning on the bedside, wearing glasses and watching the news on the TV.
The moment Qianxing walked in, she became at a loss again, and even wanted to leave. But at this moment, Yu Jun walked in and directly put a pot of medicinal porridge into Qianxing's hands, "The porridge was just cooked."
, Mr. Song at least has to eat a bowl, it’s up to you."
Qianxing raised his head and looked at Song Qingyuan. Then he walked to the bed, opened the porridge pot, and a bowl of porridge came out from inside. He stirred it with a spoon, blew on it again, and then handed it to Song Qingyuan's mouth.
Song Qingyuan also paused for a few seconds and opened his mouth.
The two of them remained silent, one was feeding porridge silently, the other was eating porridge silently, without saying a word to each other.
After eating most of the bowl of porridge, Song Qingyuan finally spoke first and said, "Isn't your hair pretty like this?"
Qianxing was stunned for a moment, then remembered that the last time Song Qingyuan saw her, her hair was still colorful.
But later, Ruan Yin really couldn't stand her messy hair and forced her to dye it back. Now her black hair is almost shoulder length. When she doesn't wear makeup, she can really pretend to be a good girl.
Song Qingyuan was often annoyed to death by her strange appearance in the past, so no wonder he is pleased with her appearance now.
In the past, Qianxing would have retorted, but now, she just quietly plucked the remaining porridge in the bowl, paused, and then said: "Thank you for what happened to Huo Jinbei last time.