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Lin Qingshuang was lying on the familiar bed, looking at the white ceiling above her head, and Su Linyun's warm and jade-like words came from time to time.
"Don't worry, Qingshuang, it's nothing serious. Just rest more and cooperate with the painkillers I gave you to relieve the pain for three days. It's probably because Sheng Yixing accidentally injured his knee last time, which caused an old disease. relapse."
Su Linyun comforted her emotions and understood the importance of these legs to Lin Qingshuang.
These were the five most humiliating years for her. In these five years, she broke her teeth and swallowed them in her mouth. Although she was insulted and tortured in every possible way, she still faced the sun and was unyielding.
These legs have witnessed her fall from dignity to dust. Now that Lin Qingshuang has struggled out of that dark life, she must wave goodbye to her former self.
Lin Qingshuang put her pillow on the pillow and forced a smile: "Thank you."
The soft black hair was spread obediently on both sides of her face, covering her lowered eyes. The flying eyelashes were bathed in the sunlight, as if her beautiful little face was coated with layers of golden light, making her look like something from an ancient painting. The goddess who walked out was noble and elegant.
Thinking that the company had just entered the initial trial period, but she was unable to rush to the front line due to an old injury, Lin Qingshuang couldn't help but sigh, as if feeling melancholy.
Su Linyun patted her hand on the left side and comforted: "The company also has Mr. Stephen to help take care of it. You only need to stay in the hospital for observation for two days at most. I will take time to come over and accompany you during these two days. "
"Furthermore, since you have been so busy these past few months and your body cannot support it, you should give yourself two days off to have a good rest."
Su Linyun comforted her, but she couldn't bear the assistant's urging, so she had no choice but to leave the ward after sitting for more than ten minutes.
Not long after he left, Du Ruxue sprinted into the ward at a sprint speed of 100 meters. When he saw the frail and sick beauty lying on the hospital bed, his phoenix eyes slightly narrowed and he even slowed down his steps. Slowly: "Honey, are you okay?"
She had just dressed up and wanted to talk to Lin Qingshuang about store cooperation. Before she could go to the distribution company of Lin Group, her assistant told Lin Qingshuang that she had just been sent to the hospital due to an old illness.
Her old disease had fully recovered from surgery a few months ago. How could it suddenly break out now? Not even the first sign.
Lin Qingshuang, who was lying on the bed watching the video sent to her by Mr. Mo, raised her head when she heard this and looked in the direction of Du Ruxue: "Ruxue, why are you here."
Putting down the unfinished work in her hands, Lin Qingshuang closed the tablet and leaned forward.
"The Soubao store is originally a property under my name. I originally wanted to take this opportunity to discuss work with you and have a meal together. As soon as I contacted Little Yang, I learned that you were sent to the hospital."
Du Ruxue said, pulling the chair to the head of the bed, picking up the oranges in the fruit plate and peeling them.
The girl loves to take care of her hair. After a few days, Du Ruxue's hair has been dyed a bright and fiery orange. There are several groups of tiny curls scattered among the big wavy hair, which looks passionate and unrestrained.
Du Ruxue¡¯s appearance is very Xia Guo¡¯s temperament. Her slender and upturned phoenix eyes always reveal contempt and indifference. Her tall and straight nose bridge and rhombus-shaped cheekbones on her cheeks make her originally flat and soft cheeks appear extremely three-dimensional.
Her lips are standard beauty lips, sexy but not thick, with moderate length and width.
Although the corners of the mouth are slightly curved, they definitely don¡¯t make people feel approachable.
She is considered tall among girls of the same age, about 1.78 meters tall, and her long legs alone account for more than 6% of her body.
Du Ruxue¡¯s calves and thighs are the same length, with her ankles protruding into red high heels. Her legs, which are comparable to those of a Victoria¡¯s Secret supermodel, are curled up unceremoniously on the seat.
After peeling off the texture of a piece of orange, Du Ruxue cut it into two pieces and stuffed them into Lin Qingshuang's hands. How could she look like the eldest daughter of the Du family?
The sweet orange juice slid into her mouth, and Lin Qingshuang's bitter mouth finally had a little more taste. Looking at her friend beside the hospital bed, she finally felt more comforted.
"It's just a relapse of the old disease. It's not particularly serious. Just rest for two days and take some medicine." Lin Qingshuang's recovery ability of her left leg is obvious to all. She said it as if to lighten the mood, and even patted herself. Thighs that have returned to normal.
Hearing this, Du Ruxue breathed a sigh of relief.
While chewing the orange in her mouth, she said vaguely: "The treasure search project I am working on is now vacating the first-screen recommendation space. I'll save it for you. You choose a cover poster and I'll have someone do it right away. Hang up in the background.¡±
&nbsWary, she raised her head and glanced at the gold-plated number plate on the door, a cold look on her face.
Sure enough, as soon as Lin Qingshuang opened the door, she saw the "patient" sitting on another hospital bed.
The man had a plaster on his right arm and was sitting upright in a standard hospital gown.
His handsome appearance was not compromised by his simple clothes. On the contrary, after taking off his suit and slicked back hair, occasionally one or two naughty little strands of hair jumped to his forehead, adding to his original handsome face. , adding a bit of softness in a plain way.
After deliberately hiding his domineering temperament in business, Sheng Yixing actually looks a bit like a stay-at-home husband.
His face was as clear as a sculpture, and his eyes were focused and deep. The moment Lin Qingshuang entered the door, it seemed that he and she were the only ones left in his world, and there was no room for any existence.
Seeing the satisfied expression on Sheng Yixing's face, the nurse quickly let go of the handle of the wheelchair and walked out of the ward, closing the door for them very considerately.
Lin Qingshuang closed the tablet in her hand, and there was a hint of anger in her tone: "Sheng Yixing, are you really kidding me with something like this?"
Why does this man become more childish after not seeing you for a few days?
After so many days of getting along day and night, Sheng Yixing finally figured out her temper. When he saw the woman's calm face suppressing the anger gushing from her heart, she immediately jumped off the hospital bed: "Qingshuang I kid you not, that patient is seriously ill."
Having said this, he had already put on his shoes and walked out of bed, and by the way, he pushed Lin Qingshuang, who was sitting in front of the ward, to another clean hospital bed.
At first glance, the interior decoration style of this ward was specially built for him, and everything was in Sheng Yi Xing's liking.
What surprised Lin Qingshuang was that there was a bouquet of jasmine flowers waiting to bloom in the center of the ward. In fact, before she entered the ward just now, she smelled the fragrant fragrance outside the door.
It was precisely because of the floral fragrance of this bouquet of jasmine that she confirmed the identity of the owner inside.
The alternating black and white walls reveal a certain indescribable aloofness, while the simple and elegant furniture reveals a deep sense of luxury in a low-key manner.
"Mr. Sheng, if I guess correctly, you were notified of being discharged from the hospital as early as yesterday afternoon."
There was an unconcealable coldness in the woman's tone, and her elegant and refined appearance made her look not only not proud, but rather nervous.
She did nothing but leaned on the wheelchair and looked up at him. The coldness in those deep black eyes was enough to extinguish the fire in her heart.
Sheng Yixing looked at Lin Qingshuang with an angry face and had no explanation for a moment.
He originally wanted to go to the company to give it to her in person after making the ceramics with Xinxin last night. Before Sheng Yixing could take action to surprise Lin Qingshuang, he learned the good news from Xinxin, the secret agent he sent.
When he learned that Lin Qingshuang was hospitalized due to the recurrence of an old disease, Sheng Yixing's bright spring mood was like someone taking cold water and pouring it from head to toe. After asking the housekeeper to send his soul back, he rushed to the hospital without stopping.
But before Sheng Yixing entered, he saw Du Ruxue and Su Linyun greeting each other in front of the ward. He knew that he would definitely be in a dilemma when facing the two of them, so he thought in reverse and came up with the scene just now where the nurse politely asked Lin Qingshuang to change beds.
Sheng Yixing crouched down and tried to look at Lin Qingshuang's eye level: "I was very worried about you. I came over just after I learned that you were injured."
He said this with palpitating joy, after all, it was his own hand that caused Lin Qingshuang's legs to become lame at that time.
If she can¡¯t be completely cured now, not only will Lin Qingshuang be unwilling to forgive him, but even Sheng Yixing himself will be unable to forgive.
The deep voice was like a cello singing, and his magnetic voice was full of worry, as mellow as wine that had been buried under the tree and brewed for many years.
In those dark eyes, she was the only one left.
It¡¯s a pity that Lin Qingshuang just stared into his deep eyes, took one look, and then shifted her gaze.
"I'm fine, I'm not going to die. Besides, I can survive your hands intact, so this little injury is nothing."
"Compared with the pain caused by old wounds to Lin Qingshuang, the trauma Sheng Yixing brought to her soul is something she will never forget in her life. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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