Chapter 555: Can Her Hand Be Healed? (5)

The girl's face is still a little pale, and her right hand is not trembling much now, but it is still a little weak.

This thin body has experienced so many things.

And what about him?

When she needed him most, he was not by her side.

Even eight years later...when I met her again, I still wanted to take revenge on her, hit her, hurt her...

At this moment, Shen Liangchuan felt that he was such a fucking bastard!

Regardless of whether there was anyone in the room, Shen Liangchuan suddenly couldn't help it, rushed over and hugged Qiao Lian tightly.

fortunately.

Fortunately she is still fine now.

Qiao Lian looked at the person in front of her with a confused expression.

What happened to Shen Liangchuan?

The hands she was holding were shaking slightly. Although she didn't say a word, there was a sense of fear.

That kind of force that wants to rub itself into the body is inexplicably sad.

Could it be that her hands...

Qiao Lian's face suddenly turned pale.

She coughed, pushed Shen Liangchuan away, and then said, "What's wrong?"

Then he forced a smile on his face and said: "Actually, my fingers are completely fine for normal life now. Even if they cannot recover, it doesn't matter. After all, I am getting older! I am still playing games after the golden period of 25 years old. I am afraid I will be laughed at!" From now on, I can be my coach with peace of mind, which is good~"

The self-deprecation in these words has a sad meaning.

The golden period for playing games is when you are under 25 years old, but she missed those eight years.

Her dream is getting further and further away from her.

Shen Liangchuan felt even more sour.

He suddenly pushed her away and looked at Dr. Zhao, "You must heal her hand."

Dr. Zhao sighed, "I'll try my best."

Because it would take half an hour to see through the order, they sat down in the office.

Doctor Zhao walked up to Qiao Lian, carefully examined her hands, and asked about various related matters.

Finally, Dr. Zhao babbled: "Ms. Qiao, have you been in Beijing all these years?"

Qiao Lian nodded when she heard this.

"Well, since you left, your uncle and his family have been looking for you."

Hearing this, Qiao Lian pursed her lips and said nothing.

Dr. Zhao continued: "Their family is also quite miserable. They used to rely on your family to live, but something happened to your family, and their house and everything were confiscated. Your cousin dropped out of junior high school, but now he has grown up and can stand on his own. It can be considered as getting over it.”

Qiao Lian's eyes finally showed a trace of confusion. She pursed her lips and then said, "How is my uncle's health?"

Shen Liangchuan raised his eyebrows when he heard this.

I only asked my uncle, but not my aunt and sister. It seemed that Qiao Lian's relationship with their family was not particularly good.

"Very good." Dr. Zhao said.

Qiao Lian flexed her fingers again, "How do you feel now?"

Qiao Lian frowned, "It feels sour and weak, and I feel out of control."

Doctor Zhao frowned.

Shen Liangchuan asked: "How is it?"

Dr. Zhao sighed, "It's better to wait until the test results come out."

At this time, a young nurse came in with a laboratory test sheet and handed it to Dr. Zhao.

Dr. Zhao picked up the list and looked at it against the light for a long time. Finally, he put down the list and raised his head.

As soon as he raised his head, Shen Liangchuan couldn't wait to ask again, "How is it? Can her hand be cured?"

After saying this, Qiao Lian looked at Dr. Zhao expectantly.