Hearing the noise, Gu Qingcheng raised her head. Her already fair skin became even paler due to illness and hospitalization.
She had lost a lot of weight, but her features were still so delicate.
Coupled with her cool and elegant temperament, she is definitely a somewhat sickly and elegant gentleman.
It was already morning, and bright sunlight shone through the window, and Gu Qingcheng was right in the sunlight.
With the light and shadow, she is as beautiful as a painting.
Like a banished immortal!
Even Mother Gu was dazed for a moment. This beautiful figure who looked like a god in a painting was actually my biological child?
Zhou Ziqin's eyes flashed with surprise, but she quickly came back to her senses. She asked somewhat unhappily, "You're sick, why are you still reading?"
"The doctor said your body is like a paper cannon right now. You need to take good care of yourself."
But she didn't dare to make trouble anymore. Zhou Ziqin still wanted to grow old with her husband. She had no interest in being a widow!
Gu Qingcheng curled the corners of her lips, "It's because I'm sick that I need to read!"
Zhou Ziqin was stunned for a moment. What kind of logic was this?
Knowingly committing a crime?
Someone forced him.
When Zhou Ziqin thought of Zhou Erbo, his face turned a little ugly.
I know the project is heavy and the task is urgent, but I can't force people to death.
Her Qingcheng was so tired that he vomited blood, and he was still lying in bed, just, just -
"Xiaoqin, it's not what you think! No one forced me!"
"You said it yourself. I'm just a paper cannon barrel now, but I still want to fire cannonballs. So I have to find a way to reinforce the barrel..."
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