C159 (2/2)

”He is not dead, but he is crippled.” Sheng Liang's voice was a little hoarse, and her eyes seemed to be a little erratic.

Only then did Luo Jie remember that he was still sick, and quickly replied: ”Young Master Liang, it's coincidentally at the hospital, I'll get the nurse to arrange a ward for you.”

”No need, I'll go home and find a substitute.” Sheng Liang leaned back to make himself more comfortable.

”Alright.” Luo Jie immediately went to the side to make a call.

Qiao Nan was originally wandering around the entrance of the operation room, and when he turned around, he saw Sheng Liang leaning her head on the back of the chair, with one hand on her forehead, looking very uncomfortable. He walked over and sat down beside him, and said absentmindedly: ”If it wasn't for that, my sister would have gone to see an art exhibition, she hoped that her child would become a painter in the future, but now …”

Sheng Liang's heart was cold, but it was as if a ball of fire was burning in his chest, making it hard for him to breathe.

He did not respond to Qiao Nan, and did not even move an inch. There was only his adam's apple that was rolling up and down, indicating his current state of mind.

Seeing that he did not react, Qiao Nan laughed at himself, ”I still have to thank you. At least you saved my sister's life, I also want to beg you.

After Qiao Nan finished speaking, he walked to the side, so he did not see Sheng Liang's hand that was on his forehead, and his fingers were tightly clenched.

When Sheng Liang returned home, he was completely terrified when he opened the door. ”Sir, what happened?

Qi Luo, who was sitting on the sofa, heard Qing Qing's scream and immediately ran over. Looking at the blood on his clothes, he immediately covered his mouth, but his eyes flashed: ”Liangliang, are you alright?”

Sheng Liang looked at her, shifted his gaze, and said lightly: ”I'm going to take a bath.”

”Cool …” Qi Luo watched him go up the stairs as her lips muttered, but she didn't say anything.

When Sheng Liang changed into a new set of clothes, there was only Qi Luo left in the living room. She was smoking by the French window, her petite figure looked extremely adorable.

Hearing the voice, Qi Luo turned around and saw Sheng Liang, as she hurriedly put out the cigarette in her hand. She knew that Sheng Liang disliked her the most as she smoked, so her eyes were filled with panic: ”Sorry, I …”

She wanted to explain, but she was too anxious. Perhaps it was because she had swallowed some air, but she suddenly started coughing.

Sheng Liang reached out to pat her back with a complicated expression on his face: ”Don't smoke anymore in the future.”

The indifference in Sheng Liang's voice made Qi Luo even more panicked. She immediately hugged Sheng Liang and nodded heavily: ”Alright, I'll listen to you. I'll listen to anything you say.”

Sheng Liang's fingers that were still on her back stiffened a little, and then he removed them without leaving a trace of traces behind. ”I want to go see the commander, come with me.”

Qi Luo hurriedly nodded.

In a small house in the corner of the courtyard, the Commander heard someone open the door and ran over happily while shouting. He stood up with both of his legs on top of Sheng Liang.

Sheng Liang saw that the bandages on the commander's legs had been rewrapped, and the emotions in his eyes became even more complicated.