Qingqing’s Show
It was the second day when Qingqing woke up.
She opened her eyes in confusion, looking up at the white ceiling above her head, her nose filled with the familiar smell of disinfectant.
She blinked, blinked again.
Five heads appeared in her field of vision, one, two, three, four, five, and the distance was too close. Qing Qing didn’t see who these five people were, and was a little frightened.
Seeing the horrified expression on her face, Gu Lan immediately frowned and waved his hand to drive away all the other four men like a fly.
“Go, go, go all the way, what are you doing here blocking everywhere, it scared our Qingqing.”
“Mom belongs to our family.”
Being driven away, Fu Sishen’s heart was dissatisfied, and he whispered.
However, after being glared at by Gu Lan, he immediately shrank his neck, smiled, and stretched out his hand to make a zipper gesture on his lips.
I’ll shut up, I’lI shut up.
“Brother.” As soon as the head moved away, Qingqing immediately recognized who the person in front of her was.
She cracked her small mouth immediately and giggled.
The innocent smile without any haze seemed to have never cast a shadow of intimidation, as happy and brilliant as ever.
There was something wrong, Fu Heng tentatively stretched out his hand and gently grasped Qingqing’s little hand that was not dripping, and was immediately held back by Qingqing.
But it’s just the kind of loose grip that I usually trust, which is not like the nervous pulling of a frightened child when she asks for help.
“Qingqing, do you remember what happened yesterday?”
As soon as this sentence came out, basically everyone noticed something strange, and everyone looked at Qingqing nervously, waiting for her answer.
“Yesterday?” Qingqing looked around with a guilty expression, looking at the sky and the earth, but she didn’t dare to look at Fu Heng.
But under his firm gaze, she still whispered the truth in a low voice: “Qing Qing…Qing Qing had a fight with someone.”
The teacher invited my parents and I fell asleep listening to Fu Heng’s reprimand on the way home.
She she she… Is she going to be spanked?
Shrinking subconsciously, Qingqing carefully hid herself in the quilt.
As long as Qingqing’s little bum is hidden deep enough, my uncle can’t hit me!
Without the expected reproach, everyone who heard these words changed their expressions almost at the same time, and the brothers Fu Sijin and Fu Sishen even hurriedly turned around and rushed out to call the doctor.
Waiting for the doctor to rush over and carry Qingqing for an examination, the serious expression on his face relaxed a little.
“Doctor, how is the child?” Fu Heng’s grim eyebrows was clouded with anxiety.
Waking up without a memory of three days, does this mean that Qing Qing’s age is still deteriorating?
He also wanted to make himself more optimistic, but what happened to Qingqing one after another recently makes it really hard to be optimistic.
He was scared, afraid that his wife would be like those people with Alzheimer’s disease.
Which degenerates little by little every day, gradually losing their former self, becoming an ignorant baby, and finally disappearing completely.
This torture is the greatest harm to those closest to her.
Fortunately, the doctor’s next diagnosis saved his desperate thoughts.
“It’s okay, it’s just that the child’s brain has activated the stress mechanism and deleted the memory that made her feel painful.”
It’s just a pure selective amnesia, not a relapse of age.
Everyone breathed a sigh of relief in silence, hurriedly sent the doctor away thankfully, and then surrounded Qingqing and asked for warmth.
Qingqing’s face was still a little pale, her weak body wearing the smallest hospital gown looked a little lean, and her tiny hand was swollen because of the drip, which made Fu Heng and others distressed.
But the little guy who had just suffered a crime comforted them with a sensible expression, and wanted them not to worry too much.
Qingqing thought she only went to the hospital because she was injured in a fight with a classmate, although she didn’t feel any pain in her body at all.
But maybe it’s an internal injury?
Just like in a TV series, a single punch in the air can knock people far away.
Maybe Chen Qi and the others are the children of the martial arts world, their martial arts are strong, but they have been pretending to be ordinary people without showing it.
“Hahahaha…”
When Fu Sishen heard this nonsensical sense from Qingqing’s mouth, he couldn’t help but smile and fall on the edge of the bed.
He’s really convinced about children’s imagination, no matter how such a sense could be imagined, she still looked convinced.
Are you really not afraid of this becoming a dark history when you grow up?
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