Chapter 1001 Wait for Me

Chapter 1001 Wait for me

Li Qiao lowered her head and said nothing, her eyes drooping as if she could fall asleep at any time.

Shang Yu lowered his head and kissed the tip of her nose, staring stiffly at the tray in Luo Yu's hand, as if signaling her to bring it over.

He Chen could see what the man was thinking at a glance, he put his cheek against his face, and said coldly: "It's not for her, you eat, and follow me back to the hospital after eating."

Li Qiao forced open her sleepy eyelids, and asked in a daze, "Did you eat?"

"It's just that I haven't eaten for three days and three nights." He Chen sat on the single sofa with a smile that was not a smile, with his ankles on his knees, "Shang Shaoyan, if you continue to die, I won't stop you. I happened to pass by yesterday He'antang, there are new items inside."

Li Qiao turned her head in confusion, while fighting against the surging drowsiness, she wondered where He An Tang was.

He Chen looked at Luo Yu expressionlessly, "You tell her."

Seeing this, Luo Yu cleared his throat, "Ma'am, He'antang is... the purchasing department for funeral supplies."

Li Qiao's mind cleared up, and she waved her hand as if in slow motion, "Food."

He Chen's face was sullen, but a thin smile appeared in his eyes.

These two people, love to the extreme, even if they are covered with bruises, they still have to hug each other to keep warm.

What kind of feelings can make Li Qiao pay so much, and make Shaoyan wait for her forgiveness without even taking his life?

He Chen has never experienced it, and cannot empathize with it.

Shang Yu didn't drink a drop of water for a few days, and he still ate slowly, which even made He Chen see that he was suspected of delaying time.

Not long after, the man drank half a bowl of porridge. Li Qiao held the ice pack in her hand and said slowly, "Take a shower before leaving."

He smelled strongly of cigarettes and his shirt was wrinkled.

Such a proud Shang Shaoyan didn't even care about his own image.

An hour later, Shang Yu wrapped a towel around his waist and hugged Li Qiao affectionately, "Wait for me to come back..."

"Hmm." Li Qiao rested her chin on his shoulder, her breath smelled of body wash and aftershave, "waiting for you."

They all know that the road to cure is bound to be very difficult, but there is no other way.

The man buried his head on her shoulders and neck, and after a long silence, he asked in a low voice, "Qiaoqiao, do you hate me?"

If it wasn't for him, she wouldn't have suffered such a disaster.

If it weren't for him, her life would still be full of publicity and pleasure.

But without waiting for Li Qiao's answer, Shang Yu gently blocked her lips, sucked her lips a few times, and then let her go, "Wait for me."

After all, he didn't dare to hear the answer she gave, the man left in a hurry, even with urgency.

After that day, Li Qiao and Shang Yu fought their stubborn illnesses where they couldn't see each other.

The Parma Royal Hospital invited many experts to come to the clinic together to give advice on Shang Yu's illness.

And Li Qiao took an ice pack every day and set twelve alarm clocks with her mobile phone.

Waking up every two hours, no matter day or night.

She didn't dare to fall asleep for a long time, for fear that she would never wake up from sleep.

...

Five days later, New Year's Eve.

Unlike China, Pama does not advocate the Lunar New Year, but due to the large number of Chinese, the streets and alleys still reveal a strong flavor of the New Year.

In the morning, Li Qiao was sitting in the fishing pond in the backyard, touching the ice pack in her hand, with a calm expression on her face.

She has been able to walk freely, and her cheeks have regained a bit of rosiness, but her brows and eyes are vicissitudes, as if her thoughts are heavy.

Outside the courtyard, Luo Yu walked slowly, holding Li Qiao's favorite guava in his hand, and said softly, "Madam, would you like some fruit?"

Li Qiao didn't seem to hear, her eyes fell on the fish pond, wondering what she was thinking.

Luo Yu put down the fruit plate and stood quietly by the side, waiting for her to wake up.

Recently, Li Qiao has been in a daze for a long time every day. Even if her body improves, her mental state seems to continue to wither.

Not daring to fall asleep for a long time, coupled with the troubles of pregnancy depression, she had a hard time.

After a while, Li Qiao moved her fingers to her lips and breathed out. The ice pack had been melted by her, and her fingertips were so cold that they were almost numb.

"Luoyu..." she said softly, "Are you free tonight?"

Today is New Year's Eve, a day for family reunion to welcome the new year.

She misses him.

Luo Yu bent down and squatted down, looked up at Li Qiao, "Madam, you are free, what's the matter?"

Li Qiao blinked, and casually put the ice pack on the tea table, "Where is Shaoyan?"

Luo Yu fell into silence for an instant.

The head of the family had ordered that until the two of them were in better condition, they should be prevented from meeting as much as possible, and Luo Yu took it very seriously.

She had only been to the hospital yesterday, and secretly Luo Yu didn't want Li Qiao to see the boss's current appearance.

Li Qiao sighed softly, turned her head unhurriedly, "I can find out myself."

Luo Yu was silent, but still chose to tell the truth: "The boss is in the psychiatric department of the Royal Hospital."

"Arrange it, take me there at eight o'clock in the evening."

Li Qiao curled up her fingers and propped her forehead, and closed her eyes sleepily after saying this.

She wanted to spend the New Year with him and see if he actively cooperated with the treatment.

...

At the same time, in the coffee shop of the Palma CBD Building, He Chen was leaning on the backrest, and the sitting posture of Da Ma Jin Dao was reckless.

He was waiting for someone, and he couldn't help but think of Yin Mo in his spare time.

Sometimes he really thinks that woman has no heart.

In the past month, she didn't take the initiative to contact him, not even once.

He Chen looked down at the mobile phone on the table, his eyes filled with displeasure.

Suddenly, his peripheral vision dimmed, he raised his eyebrows and cast a sideways glance, and a sneer appeared on his thin lips.

"I thought you would never come back in this life."

When the other party opened his mouth, he tossed a joke, and there was sarcasm in the words.

He Chen raised his chin frivolously, "What? Afraid that I will come back and snatch your family's throne?"

In terms of poisonous tongue, no one can poison He Chen.

The other party came uninvited, it was He Qing.

He opened the chair and sat down, the same long and narrow eyes contained obvious mockery, "I remember when you left, it seemed that you said you would never come back, why did you suddenly backtrack?"

He Chen looked at He Qing, stretched out his hand and tapped his temple, "If you have brains, think for yourself. Ask me anything, and treat me as your father?"

He Qing's face darkened, and he touched his fingertips with a smile that was not a smile, "You are still so foolish, you will never be successful."

"Go away after talking nonsense, I don't have time to teach you how to be a man today."

Instead of being angry, He Qing smiled, leaned forward with his arms on the table, and said with a low and faint smile, "I will return this sentence to you intact."

He Chen pressed his thin lips, and looked at He Qing meaningfully, "The things you should return to me are not limited to these."

He Qing's thick eyebrows were slightly frowned, and just as he was about to retaliate, He Chen kicked the leg of the table unexpectedly, "Go away, or should I let you go?"

"He Chen, it's better not to be too flamboyant."

He Qing thought that he gave a profound warning, then stood up and looked down at him, "I advise you to leave Pama as soon as possible, and don't embarrass yourself."

Suddenly, a gentle bass voice came from the front left, "Those who have embarrassed the fourth master don't seem to live long."