Reborn, she saved the boy who was bullied to death

Information on the platform page appeared frantically again.

Sakura is a cat: Bubbles, big Bubbles...

Sakura is a cat: New products are beautiful, beautiful, beautiful...

Sakura is a cat: The new clothes are so pretty. I wanted to take a picture of my baby, but the makeup doesn't match. I tried to find a strong woman, but she was busy, so I had to wait. There was another spot, but the weather wasn't good. There's nothing I can do about it. I paid more, but it still didn't work... woooo... I'm so sad. Crying /(tot)/~~

Sakura is a cat: I really want to send you a picture, it's so beautiful. But the makeup of my baby at home is not up to my standards, my heart is broken... crying

Shang Qing could imagine the girl beating her chest and stamping her feet in anger. Her eyes lit up and she decisively sent the photo of the baby's head she had drawn to Zhe Ziying.

Sakura is a cat: Eh? Dad, who drew this?

back in seconds.

Shang Qing: Me.

Ying Xiao is a cat: Master, Master, honorable Master, please accept my knees!

Sakura is a cat: Is there anything you can't do? You are simply a god. You have the divine hands and aesthetic sense of Nuwa, the creator of my child!

Sakura is a cat: Do you accept makeup orders?

Shang Qing: Not yet.

Sakura is a cat: Why?

Shang Qing: I have only been learning for a few days and am still in the novice zone.

Sakura is a cat: Okay, okay. Got it. I'll get busy now.

Shang Qing thought Yingxiaoshizhimiao was bored because she was a beginner. She didn't seem disappointed; that was perfectly normal. She had a lot of orders for doll clothes now, so she continued making them.

Unexpectedly, on the morning of the third day, Shang Qing received a heavy box.

Sakura is a cat: Did you get it? My dear, I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I was selfish and acted on my own initiative, sending you so much at once. But if I don't seize this opportunity, I'm really worried that I won't be able to get it later.

The courier was just received and the message appeared at the same time.

Is this from Zhe Ziying? What is it that has been sent in large quantities?

Sakura is a cat: Boss, did you receive the package? This is just a small part. What a shame, I only removed this part when I removed my makeup because I was in such a hurry. Please, please, please. It's up to you, I'm not picky. I have no opinions, just paint whatever you want. Don't rush, take your time. Humble request for a painting.

After reading the long message from Zhe Ziying, Shang Qing finally understood. This delivery must have been expedited so she could put makeup on the baby's head.

I opened the delivery box and found over twenty boxes of varying sizes. Next to it was a large, thick bag. Inside was a thick stack of money.

Shang Qing took out the bag of money and handed it to Grandma. Grandma was surprised to see how thick it was.

She opened all the boxes one by one.

Sure enough, these are all doll heads with their makeup removed. There are so many of them. It should have been yesterday that this "Sakura is a cat" asked someone to quickly remove some of them and sent them over.

Of course, Shang Qing also fully felt the financial resources of this girl. Is this just part of it?

Does that mean that if there is enough time, she will send more?

Shang Qing: Okay. No problem. But you're paying too much.

Hearing grandma say that the amount was 15,000 yuan, Shang Qing held his forehead.

Sakura is a cat: Not much, not much. Master, your skills are worth it.

Shang Qing: I’m a newbie, aren’t you afraid that I will fail?

Sakura is a cat: No, I have faith in the Great God!

Shang Qing pursed her lips and smiled.

Shang Qing: Okay, our efforts will be worth it!

The weather was perfect. On the courtyard table, braised eggs of all sizes and colors were laid out. It was a truly spectacular sight.

Shang Qing evenly sprayed matte on the heads of these dolls and then left them alone to make clothes for them.

Grandma Kang was worried, and she kept a close eye on the child from time to time, fearing that something might go wrong.

Shang Qing smiled slightly and said nothing more. She did not deny the things the old man did to love her, as this was also mutual love.

Today, Shang Qing was just like usual. At first, he could hear Ji Xun's unconscious humming, but then the sound gradually died down.

She didn't take it seriously at all. After all, Ji Xun was in a vegetative state, so it was normal for him to open his eyes or make sounds.

She muttered, "Little Xunxun, you're the best. Hey, please wake up soon. You're still so young, you must live well. If Grandpa Ji knew, he would be so sad."

But what the hell was going on? The unconscious boy lying on the bed gradually began to show some expression, until he glared at her angrily...

Shang Qing watched the whole process intently, afraid to miss any detail. Was he waking up? Or was he waking up from a brief unconscious state?

"You... who are you?" Ji Xun's voice was hoarse, filled with confusion and obvious resistance.

"Oh my god! Oh my god!" Shang Qing exclaimed, accidentally exerting too much force on Ji Xun's abdomen. Ji Xun let out a muffled groan, and she ran out, shouting, "Doctor Wang, Doctor Wang! Ji Xun is awake, he's awake!"

Ji Xun, slumped in the bed, unable to move, frowned. He glanced around the room, which was simple, clean, yet desolate.

Is he still alive? Yes, alive. The pain that ripped through his body, the itching of his wounds, all told him that he was in agony, yet alive. But living was so tiring and painful, what was the point?

As he turned his head to look out the window, he saw a bouquet of wildflowers in a vase on the table beside it, adding a touch of life. The bright yellow of the flowers, in full bloom, like the sun, brought a touch of warmth to the cold ward, warming his heart.

He recalled the last scene before he fell into a coma, that ugly girl, her smile was warm, her palms were warm, or rather, her embrace was really warm...

Soon, several people rushed into the room. After a thorough examination, they all exclaimed, "This child is in perfect health."

Doctor Wang looked at Shang Qing with a strange look in his eyes: "Did you just give Ji Xun a massage again?"

"Ah? Ah!" Shang Qing didn't understand and nodded.

"Is it still the same as that day?" Doctor Wang's expression was a little distorted.

Shang Qing's face flushed and she quickly shook her head: "No, no. I was just massaging the right places, not too hard!"

"Oh, oh, oh. It's a medical miracle. Is this what they call great strength brings miracles?"

Doctor Wang was delighted. He had initially considered the child a vegetative state, about to be abandoned, but under his insistence, he agreed to observe him for a while longer. Any longer, and he would have been powerless. But the child was truly remarkable; he had woken up on his own. He breathed a sigh of relief.

Doctor Wang no longer felt frightened when he saw Shang Qing. He patted her shoulder and praised her, "I would be sorry if this patient didn't thank you for the rest of his life. You actually saved him twice!"

"Saved twice?" Because Shang Qing and Doctor Wang stayed in the room, chatting in the quiet, quiet room, Ji Xun naturally overheard their conversation. The first part was a bit confusing, but he understood the last part.

It must have been her who kept talking in his ear while he was unconscious and drowsy.

This clean and elegant young man in front of her is Shang Qing, the one who saved her! Or is it the extremely ugly Shang Qing! Why does she look like a boy?

Shang Qing was wearing a loose-fitting T-shirt and loose-fitting pants, and with her handsome short hair, she looked quite casual. However, a closer look at her upper body revealed that she was undoubtedly a girl. Ji Xun was a little embarrassed by this careful observation, and the tips of his ears turned slightly pink.

The room fell silent, Shang Qing and Ji Xun, who was lying on the bed, stared at each other.

For a moment, the room was awkwardly quiet.