Shang Shirong finally sent him to the hospital.
In Tianhe Hospital, Yan Shixing's face was pale and he lay weakly on the bed. He changed into a white hospital gown and fell asleep with his eyes closed.
She folded her arms and leaned against the wall, glaring coldly at his handsome face, which was as delicate as fine porcelain.
Time flies, but his face has not left any trace of time. It is still the same as it was more than ten years ago.
He is handsome and gentle like jade.
But her good friend Qianqian was tortured by the reality of life and could no longer recall the glory of her past.
All thanks to this man!
Shang Shirong scowled and stared at him.
The door of the ward opened at this time, and a slender figure rushed in hurriedly. A beautiful and delicate little face fell into Shang Shirong's sight.
Shi Qi received a call saying that his godfather had run away from the hospital alone and was sent to the hospital because he was unconscious. He was so scared that he hurried over from the manor.
"Godfather!" She looked at Yan Shixing lying on the bed. The gauze on his forehead had been replaced with a new one, and his face was even colder and paler than before.
When Shi Qi was worried and anxious, he didn't notice Shang Shirong next to him.
Shang Shirong looked at Shi Qi beside the bed with turbulent eyes.
The little girl in front of him was as white and tender as a lotus root. Her clean and fair face looked as pretty as if it had been carefully carved. She was wearing a clean white dress. Her beautiful, slightly curly black hair flowed over her shoulders and waist. Her deer-like eyes were crystal clear, gentle and pure.
In her, Shang Shirong saw the long-lost figure.
"you……"
Shang Shirong's throat tightened, his fingertips trembled, and he stared at her closely.
"Huh? Who is the big sister?" Shi Qi heard the voice and then noticed that there was someone else in the ward.
Her fair little face, her round, deer-like eyes seemed to hold a clear spring, shimmering with light. Her voice was as light as mist, "Did you take godfather to the hospital? Thank you~~"
"What did you call him?" Shang Shirong's expression changed and he stared at her intently.
"Godfather!" Shi Qi's eyes were pure and clear, and he was puzzled as to why her expression was so serious.
Shang Shirong rushed over and grabbed Shi Qi's shoulders, shaking him excitedly, "How can you call him godfather? He is your father!"
Shi Qi was stunned, staring at Shang Shirong's serious expression. After a long while, he slowly spoke, "Why? You... know me?"
Shang Shirong choked up and looked at Shi Qi's face that looked very similar to Qianqian's, and choked slightly.
"Shi Qi, have you forgotten Aunt Shi Rong? I'm your mother's friend."
"Aunt Shirong?" Shi Qi hesitated for a moment. Faced with the sudden influx of information, the amount was too much for her to adapt to for a while.
Dad? Aunt Shirong?
"You were only four or five years old at the time, so it's inevitable that you don't remember Aunt Shirong, but... why did you..." Shang Shirong's eyes were red, and her gaze fell on Yan Shixing lying on the hospital bed. Although she hated him to death, she was puzzled as to why they were calling each other godfather and goddaughter when they were obviously together?
"He...he is your father!"
Qianqian's only regret is that Xiaoqi was born without a father, and she knows this better than anyone else.
"Dad? Why? He is my godfather. My father has been dead for many years. I..." Shi Qi was stunned, muttering, or as if talking to himself.
"You..." A hoarse, gasping voice came from the hospital bed. Yan Shixing slowly opened his eyes and spoke with a hoarse and dry voice, his pupils trembling. "What did you say? Qiqi is my daughter?"
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