"Little girl, this can only be caused by external shock."
Lin Qianyi asked in return:
"So, you want to tell me that it was the old man who beat you?"
“…”
Song Rushuang looked at the extremely enthusiastic doctor beside her with some resentment.
In front of professionals, nothing she said seemed to be of any use.
Even after all this, the doctor still felt it was not enough and continued:
"The girl's perseverance truly amazes an old man like me. Logically, with such an injury, even moving would be a problem, but she was able to walk into the medical room on her own."
Lin Qianyi pursed his lips.
Although he didn't say anything, he looked like a storm was about to come.
Song Rushuang wished she could shrink into the scanning device.
Are you kidding me?
She didn't think the doctor was praising herself.
She just felt like he was digging a hole for himself.
When Lin Qianyi heard such words, he would not only not be happy, but would become even angrier.
"Excuse me, doctor."
Song Rushuang's situation had already been marked with a red cross in Lin Qianyi's mind.
Song Rushuang was shocked to find that she seemed to have fallen into a trap set by Lin Qianyi.
Song Rushuang finally found a reason.
I won't go into the operating room no matter what.
Lin Qian used both soft and hard tactics, but Song Rushuang didn't buy it.
As they confronted each other, Lin Qian also felt powerless.
In the end, the doctor suggested a compromise and adopted conservative treatment.
Song Rushuang nodded, and Lin Qianyi finally breathed a sigh of relief.
The doctor left the ward.
There were clearly other people in the room, but no one spoke.
Lin Qian was simply afraid that Song Rushuang would misunderstand.
But he probably didn't expect that Song Rushuang had misunderstood.
She felt that Lin Qianyi was silent because he was guilty.
No matter what the matter is, Song Rushuang prefers to speak frankly.
If you are inconsistent in your words and deeds, it will give Song Rushuang a very bad impression.
Even if this person is Lin Qianyi, it won’t work.
"Xiao Yi, I just want to ask you one question: is what happened to my mother true or false?"
If he used the person he cared about most to set a trap for her, then the image of him would have been fixed in Song Rushuang's mind.
Although I can't blame him for anything, I can't make Song Rushuang trust him either.
Lin Qianyi was naturally unaware of what Song Rushuang was thinking.
In this way, what he said could better judge whether this person was the kind of person Song Rushuang thought.
In a way, it's more authentic.
Even Song Rushuang, the person involved, was nervous.
If Lin Qianyi's answer to him could not make her react.
Then how she would get along with Lin Qianyi in the future became a problem.
Facing him, I suddenly didn't know what to say.
Fortunately, God still favors Song Rushuang.
Lin Qianyi heard Song Rushuang's question and slowly shook his head.
"I won't joke with you about Aunt Duan's affairs."
Song Rushuang finally felt relieved.
Her anger came and went quickly.
Lin Qianyi frowned slightly.
He could feel Song Rushuang's emotional changes.
It was just the coldest time of the year, but now it feels like spring.
Lin Qianyi secretly had his own plans in mind.
It seems that I should have won a victory just now.
"Take a week to recuperate, and then I will take you back to the Shen family."
Song Rushuang didn't answer immediately.
A week is not a long time, it is just a blink of an eye.
Seven days was not very long for Song Rushuang and passed quickly.
During these few days, Lin Qianyi was with her almost all the time.
Except for feeling a little uncomfortable at the beginning.
Later, Song Rushuang actually got used to it
Lin Qianyi's existence.
Time flew by like a white horse, and soon it was seven days later.
And under Lin Qianyi's care, Song Rushuang quickly...became fat.
On the last day, Song Rushuang stared at the chicken soup in the bowl in a daze.
Whose chicken soup has two big fat chicken legs lying in it?
Lin Qianyi's gentle and clear voice rang out in the room:
"Be good, Xiaoqi, drink this bowl of chicken soup first."
Song Rushuang stared at Lin Qianyi with a complicated expression, trying to refuse for the ten thousandth time:
"Can I not eat?"
Lin Qianyi didn't even frown.
“It’s good for your health.”
Song Rushuang has heard this sentence dozens of times in the past few days.
I drank it all before.
But today, Song Rushuang really couldn't accept this bowl of chicken soup and these chicken legs.
I can't eat anything.
"Really? I can't eat anymore."
Song Rushuang had a bitter face. She pinched the flesh on her face. It was great. Her double chin was almost coming out.
"I have a reasonable suspicion that you want to fatten me up and then sell me for money during the Chinese New Year."
"No, I'll help you stay with me."
It was originally a joke, but Lin Qianyi answered it very seriously.
Song Rushuang paused, looked up at Lin Qianyi, and then she made a judgment with some certainty:
"Good fellow, you really want to fatten me up!"
Even if it is not for sale during the Chinese New Year, there must be other ulterior motives!
Lin Qianyi was about to say something when the door of the ward was suddenly pushed open forcefully from outside.
The person hasn't walked in yet, but the voice has come in first.
"Xiao Qi! You are so pitiful, aren't you? How could you..."
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