C61 (2/2)

For the entire afternoon, Qiao Xuan was unconscious, his face as pale as paper.

”Sir, you should go back. You still have to work tomorrow, I'll be here watching over Miss Qiao tonight.” Qing Qing said softly to Sheng Liang when he saw that he was extremely tired.

Sheng Liang did not respond, nor did he move.

He looked at Qiao Xuan who was lying on the sickbed, and suddenly remembered the night when his drug addiction flared up, when they had kissed.

It wasn't the first time they had kissed, but it was the only time, and it made him want to go on.

He wasn't sure if he had treated her as Qi Luo at that time, he only knew that the feeling he had at that time wasn't bad.

In the end, Qing Qing had never opposed Sheng Liang and she went home alone.

When the fluid in the bag was finished, Qiao Xuan also opened her eyes. The incandescent light illuminated the entire sickroom with a deathly white light.

Sheng Liang reached out his hand, blocking the light. After letting Qiao Xuan adjust, he said lightly: ”You can open your eyes now.”

Qiao Xuan heard his voice and turned to look at him. ”Why are you still here?”

”Don't you want me here?” Sheng Liang retorted. Seeing a blush flash across Qiao Xuan's pale face, he stood up and said, ”If you don't want to see me, I'll let Qing Qing do it.”

”Sheng Liang!” Seeing that he was about to leave, Qiao Xuan immediately pulled his sleeves, and carefully looked at him, ”Don't go.”

Sheng Liang had purposely said that on purpose. Seeing her expression, her heart was moved and she slowly sat back down, putting her hand under the blanket: ”What do you think, is it better now?”

Although it was no longer painful, but after going through so much stomach washing, it still did not feel good. Qiao Xuan still nodded his head: ”En.”