C169 We'll Work Hard Together(1)

You have the happiness of growing up every day like a princess.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I must have said something I shouldn't have said..."

In the corridor outside the ICU, Qi Mingyu looked at Lyi Yan, who was repeatedly apologizing in front of him. He could not help but sigh. How could he bear to blame her? Ever since Yan Xuan got into trouble, how much weight did the little girl shoulder? They all knew very well.

"Alright, it's alright now. Xuan's condition has stabilized. Don't blame yourself anymore." Qi Mingyu patted her and comforted her with a smile. " It's normal for there to be repeated postoperative effects. Perhaps it's not what you said. It's Xuan himself who is anxious to express something."

"No, he's not done yet, but I told him about recording songs. Sun Dongqing's matter, and Yan Zhengyuan's matter... Actually, I shouldn't have told him these things right now. It's my fault..." Lyi Yan lowered her head and put her hands on her knees. Thinking back to Yan Xuan's painful and terrifying appearance just now, she felt extremely uncomfortable in her heart.

"Then who do you want to tell?" Qi Mingyu sat down on a bench by the side and pulled the armrest of the wheelchair to turn around. He asked Lyi Yan to face him face to face. "Don't suffocate yourself. It's not like you don't know how sharp Xuan's eyes are. Now that he has woken up, what can be hidden from him? You have a face full of worries, but you don't tell him anything. He can't ask. Won't you die of anxiety?"

"But..." Lyi Yan heard Qi Mingyu's analysis and felt that it made sense. She was in a dilemma.

"In the end, it is because he cares about you too much and you care too much about him. Actually, don't just think that he is seriously injured. Don't let him worry too much. You have to know that worrying about this kind of thing has nothing to do with whether your body is good or bad." As a bystander with high EQ, Qi Mingyu smiled and pointed out a bright path for Lyi Yan. "Since you can't hide your thoughts, then you have to hide your gender. Tell him your worries, your needs and reliance on him. Don't let him let his imagination run wild all day. It's not good for the recovery of his injuries. "

... "" Lyi Yan thought for a while and then nodded obediently.

What Qi Mingyu said seemed to be right. She did not have the ability to hide from Yan Xuan when he was awake. If she hesitated and did not finish her sentence, it would make Yan Xuan, who was still unable to speak, feel even worse.

"It's hard on you. We can't help you much. Tomorrow, we are going to record songs. Are you really okay with it?" Qi Mingyu saw that she was in a better mood. He let out a sigh of relief, but he had to worry about something else.

"Yes, no problem." The other things were a mess, but she was very clear about singing.

It was probably because her heart was filled with emotions.

For Yan Xuan, his mother, his friends... if these feelings were to be filled with singing, and in addition to the methods and techniques that Yan Xuan and Sheng were willing to teach her, she believed that as long as she opened her mouth, she would be able to sing a good song.

Qi Mingyu comforted her a few more times and left. The other doctors also left one after another. Lyi Yan stayed alone in the quiet corridor for a while before entering the ICU to guard Yan Xuan again. The person on the hospital bed returned to being calm. He was no longer like the struggling fish on the shore. Lyi Yan gently laid down beside the bed and carefully looked at his face. These days, no matter how bitter it was, it was still better than when he first came to the hospital. He was getting better bit by bit. Although it was very slow and there were frequent problems in between, she knew that he had been working very hard. He never gave up.

"Yan Xuan..." She softly muttered his name, greedily looking at his chest. She really wanted to be carried by him, to cry out in his arms. There really were too many things that were suppressing her, making her feel extremely uncomfortable.

Time actually passed very quickly. In the blink of an eye, two weeks had passed since the incident.

Dong's parents returned to G City two days ago. Dong's physical fitness was good. His injuries recovered very quickly. It was said that he would be discharged in about a week. Fatty quietly told her that Niko had used up all her savings from work to pay the surgery fees in advance. He wanted Dong to go for plastic surgery. Dong had been very annoyed with this matter recently. She could only blame her for making the decision on her own. Soong Yiyi had already graduated from university. Her graduation thesis and whatnot had gone very smoothly. She had also received recognition from the company for her excellent results in Sheng Xu's training program. She was not in the hospital today, so she went to sign the contract. In the future, she would probably develop in the film industry and have a bright future. Her relationship with Eric had almost been confirmed, so Lyi Yan was naturally happy for her. William took care of Sun Dongqing's matters and did not immediately return to the country. According to what he said, he took a holiday and came over. He planned to have fun in China, but his three little friends Soong Yiyi, Dong, and Fatty carried her on their backs. Ten Tang suddenly asked someone to protect her for a period of time. He said that although Sun Dongqing and Pann Mei were controlled by the police, therefore, as Yan Xuan's good friends, William asked them to protect her for a period of time. He said that even though Yan Xuan and ___ were controlled by the police, it was not impossible for them to find someone to do bad things. Without saying anything else, he agreed.

She thought about it and realized that she was actually very lucky to have met these friends and Yan Xuan.

When Yan Xuan regained consciousness, it was already midnight. Lyi Yan was not by the hospital bed, but there was a nurse by the side who helped measure his body temperature. Record the numbers. Seeing that he had woken up, the nurse smiled at him. First, tell him that he had a fever, but his blood pressure, heart rate, and pulse oxygen were still stable. She wanted him to rest more and sleep more. Then she told him that it was midnight and Lyi Yan went to sleep. Because he needed to rest and go record songs tomorrow, he left three words for him: First, she would sing well and sing until Yan Zhengyuan was stunned. Second, William and Fatty would go to Zhengyuan's studio with her to protect her. Her safety was not a problem. The third was that after she finished recording the songs, she would come to accompany him and ask him to have a good rest. Don't worry.

It was arranged very well. In the past, he would definitely give her a praise without hesitation. But now, he only felt a sense of loss. He was used to the figure by the bed. Whether it was smiling, crying, or feeling distressed, he wanted to see it all the time. He would be satisfied if he saw it...

After the nurse finished speaking, she turned around and looked at the other patients. Yan Xuan was awake alone, and it was extremely difficult for him to stay awake. The pain was like a saw slowly pulling on his body, and he breathed a little harder. The wound on his chest and back was like a tearing pain, but the tightness in his chest was not up to him. He could only catch his breath and rest for a while, then catch his breath after he had rested. After a while, his forehead was full of cold sweat from the pain. In addition, the fever brought him a dry mouth and dizziness. Lying flat in front of him, the feeling of the world spinning was not pleasant at all. His weak stomach also twisted and twisted, making an outrageous mess. But he did not even have the strength to lift his hand to suppress it...

"Uh..." He suppressed his muffled groan in the oxygen mask. He imagined the temperature in the little guy's palm and could not help but move his pale fingers. He looked very pitiful because Lyi Yan was not around, so he looked very pitiful.

This was the first feeling Qi Mingyu had when he walked to the bedside. The whole scene seemed boring and lonely because Lyi Yan was not there. Even he had this feeling, let alone Yan Xuan.

"I heard from the nurse that you are awake. I guessed that if you did not see the little girl, she would not be good." Qi Mingyu smiled and teased him. He raised his hand and touched his forehead. The fever was not low.

... "" Yan Xuan opened his eyes. Unfortunately, he could not fight back. He could only force a smile on his lips and secretly make a note.