The little girl who prayed to Buddha

Chapter 355 Yan Sheng 10
Qin Yansheng half-closed his eyes, a self-deprecating smile on his lips.

That man looks about the same age as her. Do they have more in common than when they were with her?

How long have they known each other?
To what extent has it developed?
This was the first time Qin Yansheng knew what it felt like to meet a love rival.

I watched helplessly as the man handed her the kite string, pulled her up, and asked her to fly the kite...

Next to where she was sitting there was some leftover fruit and the small drawing board she had just been holding.

He couldn't see the content clearly, but he intuitively felt that it was a picture of the man flying a kite.

Qin Yansheng punched the steering wheel and his whole body was shaking.

It's angry.

When the man handed her the kite string, she actually refused, but he was so enthusiastic that she could hardly resist.

I can only get up and play with the rope for a while.

The man became interested in her sketchpad.

"Shuangshuang, who is this picture you drew?" It doesn't look like him.

Yan Shuangshuang felt a little uncomfortable and turned the drawing board over. "It's not anyone, I was just drawing a portrait recently, just casually."

"Oh, you are worthy of being a painter, your painting is really beautiful." He didn't care and praised sincerely.

Yan Shuangshuang smiled and said nothing.

The clear sky is filled with all kinds of kites, the breeze carries the fragrance of grass, and the happy laughter of children can be heard in the distance.

Yan Shuangshuang also laughed.

Such a great time and place, how great it would be if he was the one next to me...

Although it's a pity, I've already made up my mind to forget him, right?
What else is there to be nostalgic about?

Yan Shuangshuang encouraged herself in her heart and tried to think about happy things.

But the next second, the pain in her stomach came again. At first she could still bear it, but soon, she couldn't even hold on to the kite string.

The kite spool fell to the ground, and Yan Shuangshuang fell to the ground, holding her stomach with her hands and bending like a shrimp.

"Shuangshuang, what's wrong with you?" The man ran over in surprise and wanted to help her, but seeing that she was in extreme pain, he was so anxious that he didn't know how to start.

At this moment, a pair of strong arms picked her up. When passing by him, she glanced at him coldly, took her bag and easel, quickly put her in the car, and rushed towards the hospital.

"Shuangshuang, your stomach hurts, right? Hang in there, we'll be at the hospital soon."

Qin Yansheng's voice trembled a little, as if he was afraid of something.

Yan Shuangshuang didn't have time to think about it, her mind was full of why Qin Yansheng was here.

Am I hallucinating because of the pain?
Soon, he fainted from the pain.

When I opened my eyes, there was a white ceiling above my head, and I could smell disinfectant. There was an IV drip hanging above the head of my bed, and I could feel the cool liquid entering my body.

On the sofa next to the ward was Qin Yansheng!
It turns out that it wasn't her illusion before she fell into a coma, he really came...

Yan Shuangshuang didn't know what emotion to use to face him, so she simply closed her eyes again and pretended to be asleep.

She needs to think about it carefully.

A nurse came in midway and said, "Doctor Qin, the patient's test results are out."

Qin Yansheng didn't say anything, and then there was the sound of a door closing and papers being shuffled.

Soon, Yan Shuangshuang heard his laughter.

It was the kind of laughter that made her laugh with gnashing teeth and wanting to peel off her skin.

"Yan Shuangshuang, how dare you skip breakfast?!"

Her eyelids twitched with fright, and she suspected that he already knew she was pretending to be asleep.

Just as she was wondering whether to open her eyes, footsteps approached little by little.

She was so scared that she clenched her hands under the quilt, closed her eyes and dared not move.

Qin Yansheng sat on the edge of the bed, his eyes lingering on her face, his tone a helpless sigh.

"Why don't you know how to take care of your body? How can I feel at ease with you like this?" How can I feel at ease to hand you over to someone else?
(End of this chapter)