Bestow Me a Love Like Wind

Gu Qingqing opened her eyes with great difficulty, and her eyes were white, while Leng Sicheng was still wearing a white shirt, all wet, standing aside looking at her.

Is she dreaming? Or does she have already gone to the Yin Cao Jifu? She is dead-can still see the city of Lengs?

It seems that the conditions of the underworld are not bad? At least, she can still see Lengs City appear after her death.

While in doubt, Leng Sicheng slowly stretched out his hand to her, and put his fingers lightly on her forehead.

His hands were dry, warm, and well-knotted, but the back of his hands was a little rough, but it brought her tiny skin touch that tingled her slightly.

Can a person who has died still feel the temperature, dryness and touch?

She tilted her head and stared at Lengsi City in a daze. Lengsi City's eyes were quiet, and there was not much emotion on the surface, but her big hand still gently flicked on Gu Qingqing's face.

Maybe it was because her face was too cold, his hands were too hot, or her head was broken with too much water. Gu Qingqing couldn't help but yearn for warmth, her face like a cat, rubbing against the palm of his hand.

She rubbed her face lightly, and Leng Sicheng's eyes narrowed slightly. Maybe it's been three years of marriage. He has never seen Gu Qingqing like this. His eyes flickered, his face pale, and his expression attached.

Lengscheng resisted the turbulent throbbing in his heart and looked back at the doctor: "How is she?"

The voice was also very calm, as if there were no waves.

The doctor said: "She is fine, but she still needs a good rest. There is also..."

Lengsicheng looked back at him, and the doctor coughed a sentence or two: "Her clothes need to be changed, they are a bit damp."

Indeed, Gu Qingqing was sent all the way, perhaps because of the hot weather, although it was soaked in water, it would not be very cold, and she had just been rescued, and she had not had time to change her clothes.

Not only did Gu Qingqing didn't change clothes, but Leng Sicheng and Lin Zhouyi didn't. The three of them were all wet in the ward.

When I was young, Xu Zipei said immediately: "My assistant is coming soon. I am about the same size as Qingqing. She should be able to wear my clothes, right?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Secretary Cheng knocked on the door and came in with a bag of clean women's clothing in his pocket.

"No." He turned his head to look at the doctor in a cold voice, "Pull her needle first and change her clothes."

The doctor nodded and quickly asked the nurse to draw the needle. Maybe the nurse pulled the needle a little harder, a drop of blood leaked from the eye of the needle, Gu Qingqing slightly pursed her lips, obviously a little painful. Leng's city frowned slightly, and said nothing in front of everyone, just ordered: "Take the clothes to the bathroom."

Secretary Cheng nodded and went in with the bag. Leng Sicheng ignored the group of people and directly picked up Gu Qingqing and took it to the bathroom next to it.

Perhaps because of the water in his head, Gu Qingqing stretched out his arms and hugged his neck tightly, letting him go to the bathroom softly. As Secretary Cheng was about to go out, Leng Sicheng turned his head slightly: "Remember, we must block news about the medical treatment here, and don't let parents know."

Binhai City is very close to Yancheng. This is basically the back garden of Yancheng. The place where Lengsicheng brought Gu Qingqing for treatment is a sanatorium. If there is no special relationship, the reporter can't get in. It is impossible for reporters to know.

Secretary Cheng nodded and prepared to leave, Leng Sicheng frowned slightly, "Also, replace the nurse who just pulled the needle and find a new one."