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He even knew that she wanted to use his headache as a reason to carry out treatment.
The most terrifying thing is not this.
Wei Qianling thought of the man's intriguing words, "Do you think that I am just paranoid and sick about Song Chujiu?"
This man is so terrifying that it makes people shudder.
A mentally ill person is not scary. The scary thing is that he knows everything.
¡°Perhaps, in Xiao Moqing¡¯s heart, he also realized that he had a different attachment to Song Chujiu than ordinary people.
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The atmosphere in the ward instantly became deserted.
Song Chujiu looked into the man¡¯s secretive eyes, his palms getting cold.
He knows everything.
Xiao Moqing looked at her without blinking, his thin lips parted slightly, and his clear voice carried a certain stubbornness.
"If I don't care about you so much after I recover, doesn't it matter to you?"
Song Chujiu looked at him, "As long as I care about you."
The man¡¯s dark eyes were still staring at her, ¡°You didn¡¯t answer this question directly.¡±
Song Chujiu knew he couldn't escape, "Well, now I just want to cure your disease."
Since they are still together, it doesn¡¯t matter who cares more or less.
But, does it really not matter?
Xiao Moqing's black eyes darkened inch by inch, and the hand holding her tightened unconsciously, squeezing her wrist painfully.
Song Chujiu didn¡¯t cry out in pain, nor did he ask him to let go.
A proud person like him is used to controlling everything and has a high status. For him to admit that he has such a disease will undoubtedly trample his dignity under his feet.
The rain outside gradually stopped.
Xiao Moqing did not choose to stay in the hospital overnight, but chose to go home.
Qin Yan drove the car back.
Along the way, the two of them stopped talking.
After returning home, Xiao Moqing remained silent, and even rarely walked in front of her.
Until she lay on the bed and fell asleep, Xiao Moqing never said another word to her, or even held her to sleep.
However, while sleeping until midnight, Song Chujiu was awakened by the man next to him.
She turned on the bedside lamp and saw the man's appearance, knowing that he was having another nightmare.
His recent nightmares seem to be much more frequent than before.
Is it because I stopped taking the medicine and did not treat it, so
Song Chujiu pushed down the worries in his heart and pushed him gently.
"Xiao Moqing, Xiao Moqing"
The long eyelashes trembled slightly, and the man opened his eyes.
The light in the room is not bright, and only the warm-colored lamp on the bedside is turned on. When you open your eyes, it will not feel dazzling.
He turned his head and saw the woman's worried eyes.
Suddenly, those worried eyes turned into the fear, disgust and coldness of the dream.
Xiao Moqing was in a daze for a moment.
"Xiao Moqing?" Song Chujiu saw something wasn't right about his expression and became even more worried. "Are you OK?"
¡°Perhaps Nanxi was right, she could no longer let his illness delay her.
Xiao Moqing looked at her again. The illusion just now had disappeared. The eyes in front of him showed nothing but worry.
"It's okay." Xiao Moqing's voice was a little hoarse.
Song Chujiu poured him a glass of water, Xiao Moqing took it and took a sip, feeling much more stable.
Song Chujiu said softly: "Your nightmares and headaches can't go on like this. Why don't you let Dr. Wei take a look first?"
Xiao Moqing said indifferently: "She can't be cured." (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com