"Ji Qingxuan?" This is my subconscious behavior.

I'll be sorry after that.

However, the man had heard it. He looked up and saw me. Although the night was dim, I couldn't see his eyes clearly, but he heard a bitter smile from the man. "Before, I didn't like you to call me with your surname. I hope you call me Qingxuan. Now, you call me with your surname. I will be happy."

"Mr. Ji, why are you still here?"

I don't know why his words make my heart tight, there is a light sour lingering in my heart.

"I, I don't know." Ji Qingxuan's voice was melancholy. He stood up and asked me, "where are you going? Do you want me to give you a ride? "


I don't want to tell him about my going to the hospital.

"I'll give it to you, since it's all for me." Ji Qingxuan came forward.

I saw his face clearly, but I didn't see him for a while, but I thought he was a little haggard.

Maybe it's an illusion.

I want to go by myself, Ji Qingxuan won't let me.

In desperation, I could only tell him that I went to Shengxin hospital.

In fact, my heart is very contradictory.

My brain's judgment should be on guard against Ji Qingxuan, who is from Qin Jiameng's side.

But my behavior, my heart, my subconscious, all trust him.

Even I look down on myself.

We went to Shengxin hospital, I went up to see Qin Ci, Ji Qingxuan also followed me.

I stood outside the ICU where Qin Ci was, watching her lying there quietly with her eyes closed. It was still what I saw every day, and there was no change at all.

The values on the surrounding instruments also seem to have little change.

It just seems a little different.

Because I'm not a doctor, I don't know much about it.

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