Reborn, she saved the boy who was bullied to death

Ji Xun was a little conflicted, wanting to say, "Thank you for saving me that day." But he hesitated, his lips parted, but no words came out.

He pursed his lips and lowered his eyes slightly, as if he could still feel her gaze on him. Thinking back to when he woke up just now and saw her palm pressing on his lower abdomen, especially when he recalled the warm feeling of that little hand, he wanted to burrow into the quilt, and his ears turned red.

Shang Qing was even more conflicted. When the boy was unconscious, she didn't feel uncomfortable or awkward at all, but now that he had woken up, she was a stranger to him.

She couldn't be so shameless as to ask for credit in front of him: Hey, I'm your savior, so you have to repay me?

Shang Qing shook his head speechlessly and sighed.

She could have left immediately, but the nurse was particularly enthusiastic and pushed her back into the chair. After all, Ji Xun had just woken up, and she was worried about any special circumstances, so it was understandable that she kept an eye on him.

Shang Qing found a topic: "Would you like some water?"

Ji Xun pursed his lips slightly, raised his eyes and looked at her. His big eyes flashed slightly, then he shook his head gently, and his eyes drooped again.

Ji Xun was just as his grandmother had described him, very shy and introverted, and didn't like to talk.

Shang Qing gave him an awkward laugh. "Well, I don't know what to say. I can't just say, 'You better stay unconscious.' That way I'll feel better. It won't be like now, where I don't know what to do with my hands and feet."

"Qingqing, Qingqing, Xiao Xun is awake, right?" As the door opened, two elderly people with very light legs rushed in.

Finally someone came to rescue her from the sea of ​​embarrassment.

Shang Qing breathed a sigh of relief and wanted to jump up and give the two grandmothers a big hug, but she held back and stood obediently by the side, watching the two grandmothers rush to Ji Xun's bed.

Before Ji Xun could even look, two people crouched before his bed, one holding his hand, the other touching his forehead. Seeing the two people clearly, Ji Xun's eyes flashed with surprise and joy, and he said in a slightly hoarse voice, "Grandma Kang, Grandma Li..."

"Hey hey hey...good boy, you finally woke up. You can recognize people, it seems your head is not hurt."

The two old men cried with joy, looked at Ji Xun's pitiful little appearance, and asked him where he felt uncomfortable and whether he was feeling better now.

Feeling the sincere love of the two grandmothers, my eyes became a little red, but I resisted the urge to cry.

Seeing Ji Xun's red eyes, Grandma Kang asked, "Baby, does it hurt? Grandma Kang will go call a doctor, okay?"

"It's okay, Grandma Kang. I'm not hurt."

Ji Xun shook his head obediently, the corners of his eyes reddened, and his long eyelashes trembled. Because his cheeks were too thin, his eyes looked even bigger.

It should be a beautiful face, but unfortunately it has many scars and some parts are swollen, which is a terrible sight.

In Shang Qing's opinion, this boy is not good-looking. Instead, he looks like a dirty little deer, pitiful and innocent.

Even so, she still wanted to protect him. Was it because of those large, pure, crystal-like eyes? What was going on?

Shang Qing thought about it and thought that maybe it was because he was too pitiful and weak.

Woohoo, she is not immune to all weak and pitiful things.

Restraining the urge to go forward, Shang Qing just pretended to be a wooden man and watched their interaction from a distance.

Grandma Kang cried with joy, wiped her tears with a tissue, and comforted him: "It's good that you woke up. The doctor said that you are out of danger when you wake up."

"Yes, yes, there will be good fortune after surviving a great disaster."

Grandma Li patted Ji Xun's shoulder and said, "Xiao Xun's fortune is yet to come."

Ji Xun lowered his eyes slightly. Was he blessed? Did he deserve it? Hadn't he always been unlucky? How could he deserve such a beautiful word as "blessed"? It was a bit ironic.

Grandma Kang noticed that Ji Xun looked a little listless and asked hurriedly, "Are you sleepy, little Xun?"

Ji Xun nodded, a little shyly. He was not used to other people's excessive enthusiasm towards him and was thinking about how to calm himself down.

"Okay, we'll go back first. You just woke up, and your stomach can't eat other foods. Grandma Kang will bring you some pine peel egg and lean meat porridge later. You should get some sleep first."

Grandma Kang tucked in the quilt for him and prepared to go back to prepare food.

Shang Qing hurriedly stopped her, "Grandma, the accountant specifically told me that Xiao Xun just woke up and needs to continue receiving nutrient solution and glucose."

Seeing that grandma looked a little disappointed, he quickly added: "But it will be fine tomorrow. You can just bring Xiao Xun over tomorrow."

"That's not bad, that's not bad." Grandma Kang breathed a sigh of relief. She had seen the intravenous fluid that Ji Xun had been receiving recently, and her brows were furrowed. When he was unconscious, he couldn't eat anything else and had to receive intravenous fluids. Now that he's awake, he still can't eat. She couldn't understand it. "People still need to eat. Otherwise, why don't we receive nutrient solution and glucose every day? Let's have preserved egg and lean meat porridge tomorrow."

Shang Qing had grown accustomed to Ji Xun's coma, and she had also grown accustomed to calling him "Xiao Xun," completely unaware that she and Ji Xun weren't that familiar. This name was too intimate.

In the ward, except for Ji Xun who was shocked and surprised, none of the other three people thought there was anything special. They chatted normally.

Ji Xun's fingers trembled slightly, and he clenched them quietly. He wanted to take a step forward, to get to know his savior.

Ji Xun heard Shang Qing call Grandma Kang "Grandma," which meant they must be close, or at least acquaintances. He needed to seize the opportunity: "Grandma Kang, what is this?"

"Oh, I forgot to introduce her." Grandma Kang smiled and pulled Shang Qing to the bedside, introducing her, "Xiao Xun, this is my granddaughter. Shang Qing."

Shang Qing tried her best to put on her brightest and kindest smile and greeted him, "Hi, hello, Xiao Xun."

Ji Xun wanted to get up, sat up formally, and greet her, but his body refused to obey and he couldn't move. He endured it with a hushed voice and said, "Hello... Shang Qing."

Grandma Kang was amused by Ji Xun's serious expression: "Haha, Xiao Xun, just call her Qingqing. Calling her Shang Qing is too strange."

Ji Xun looked at Shang Qing, his clear and cute eyes seemed to be asking her, is it okay?

Shang Qing nodded and replied, "I already call you Xiao Xun, you can just call me Qingqing."

"Qingqing, hello." Ji Xun's voice seemed to carry a little bit of joy, but it was still hoarse, but not unpleasant.

"Hello, Xiaoxun." Shang Qing smiled sweetly, her voice sweet. The awkward feeling just now was gone.

In Ji Xun's eyes, those watery pupils seemed to be filled with stars, and the dimples on her cheeks seemed to bloom. He felt that she was like a sunflower, melting the coldness around him. He could only stare blankly: "Hello, Qingqing."

"Haha, haha." Grandma Li couldn't help laughing out loud. Seeing everyone looking at her, she quickly stopped laughing. "You two little guys, you're saying hello to each other, hello, hello. What's going on? Are you going to keep shouting hello? It's almost dark."

At this time, Shang Qing and Ji Xun finally reacted. Both of their faces were slightly red, but Shang Qing hurriedly covered it up. Although Ji Xun's face had been healed for a long time, the scars on his face were now gray and dark, which was really ugly, and there was no sign of redness. However, if you look closely at Ji Xun's ears, they are slightly crimson, which is very beautiful.

Grandma Kang and Grandma Li patiently explained to Ji Xun: "Okay, it's getting late. We'll go back first. If you have anything, just call the nurse. We'll see you again tomorrow."

Until everything in the room returned to silence, Ji Xun once again fixed his gaze on the sunflowers by the window.

The corners of his mouth lifted slightly, his eyes were filled with smiles, and he murmured softly: "She called my name, and she also allowed me to call her Qingqing. That's great. Grandma Kang and her will come again tomorrow to see me. That's great..."