Chapter 1003 Happy New Year

Chapter 1003 Happy New Year

Li Qiao leaned in the man's arms, sniffing the clean breath on his body which had been diluted by the disinfectant, her heart felt so soft.

Why didn't she want to.

In the past few days, how many times I picked up the phone to hear his voice, but before the number was dialed, all actions stopped strangely.

He Chen said that if she was soft-hearted, Shaoyan would surely be doomed.

Because, he can be ruthless to the whole world, but he is obedient to Li Qiao.

Once she shows any reluctance, Shaoyan will definitely terminate the treatment plan himself and return to Li Qiao's side.

By then, everything will be completely out of control.

Li Qiao knew that He Chen was not alarmist, so no matter how distressed she was at the moment, she could only bury her head in the man's arms without saying a word.

Shang Yu didn't seem to need her response either, the two embraced each other quietly for a moment, then walked to the side sofa and sat down.

The light was very bright, and Li Qiao could easily see the haggard look between the man's brows and eyes, which had changed a lot, revealing a somewhat sickly handsomeness.

She spread her five fingers, passed through Shang Yu's fingers and slowly fastened them, and stroked his outline with the other hand, "I lost weight..."

The man remained motionless, his eyes were extremely gentle, "It will be better in the future."

Li Qiao pursed her lips and leaned against his shoulder, closing her eyes with a heavy heart.

If paranoid symptoms and mania were so easily curable, they would not be the subject of major research by the Medical Union.

The treatment of mental illness is a very long process, and it is easy to relapse.

Li Qiao's heart felt weak for a while, she curled up her fingers, inexplicably thinking of Ming Dailan, the culprit.

...

At 11:30 in the evening, Li Qiao's upper body was held in Shang Yu's arms, and she lay on the sofa with her knees bent and fell into a light sleep.

The lights in the ward were turned off, only a speck of moonlight leaked in from the window.

Suddenly, the phone next to the sofa rang an alarm, and Li Qiao seemed to be awake.

Shang Yu took the phone and turned off the alarm clock. The white light was reflected on his handsome face, making the man's gaze stop for a long time.

Li Qiao's screen saver is a photo of them walking hand in hand on the plank road in Fenglin.

The man's deep eyes were bright, he rubbed his thumb lightly on the screen, and unexpectedly unlocked the phone in the next second.

Li Qiao didn't set a password or fingerprint, and there wasn't much software, so it could be seen that she didn't use it much at all.

With a strange feeling in his heart, Shang Yu turned on the alarm clock program that was placed in the most prominent place.

The page popped up, and more than a dozen fixed-point alarm clocks came into view.

The man's breathing sank, his heart seemed to be grabbed by someone, and his eyes were filled with uncontrollable hostility.

He never knew what happened to Li Qiao who couldn't wake up for a long time before.

Shang Yu thought she was deliberately avoiding him, or expressing her resistance in this way.

Then she woke up, and everything seemed to be normal.

But there are so many alarm clock reminders on the mobile phone, most of them are separated by two hours, which is enough to show that Li Qiao and even everyone have something to hide from him.

She seemed... afraid to sleep.

Shang Yu squeezed the phone tightly, his strength gradually lost control, what happened to his prettyness?

"Hmm..." Suddenly, Li Qiao babbled, her brows furrowed, and she opened her eyes in an instant.

She didn't sleep deeply, and felt a weight on her body continue to exert pressure in the mist, which made her very uncomfortable.

At this time, Shang Yu lowered his eyes, and the gloomy expression between his brows had not dissipated. Fortunately, the lights in the ward were turned off, and the darkness became the best protective color.

Li Qiao moved her legs and rubbed her head against his chest, "What time is it?"

"It's still early, we'll sleep again." Shang Yu dragged her by the back of her neck, lowered his head and kissed her, "I'll accompany you."

Li Qiao's forehead was pressed against his arms, and she was still sleepy in a daze.

The temperature in the ward is not low, but she is a little cold. Xu Shi often holds an ice pack recently, and her fingertips are always cold.

Li Qiao unconsciously reached out her hand to look for the heat source. Half asleep and half awake, her slightly cool little hand got into the corner of the man's clothes, pressed against his well-distributed abdominal muscles, and rubbed them repeatedly.

Shang Yu froze, and all his senses were converging downwards.

But Li Qiao didn't realize it, and soon, the other hand also reached in.

The man rolled his Adam's apple, and the hostility in his eyes was covered by clusters of flames that could start a prairie fire.

But he endured some torture, and let Li Qiao continue to light the fire without moving.

Until he moaned unbearably, he had no choice but to lean over and hold Li Qiao's earlobe, and said with hot breath, "Qiaoqiao, don't touch it..."

Li Qiao opened her eyes openly, with a dazed look on her face, "Huh? What?"

The man didn't speak, but lowered his eyes, meaning something.

Li Qiao regained her composure, only then did she realize that Shang Yu was breathing heavily, and some reactions had already pressed against her back.

The atmosphere became very delicate, Li Qiao flashed, and just about to withdraw her hand, suddenly a golden firework exploded outside the window.

At twelve o'clock in the middle of the night, fireworks welcome the new year.

The glazed sky over the city dispelled the darkness in the room. Li Qiao sat up from Shang Yu's arms, held his face in her arms, and smiled slightly, "Happy New Year."

All the charming feelings receded like the tide, the man pressed his handsome face to hold her lips, and his palm also fell on her slightly protruding belly, "Happy New Year, I love you."

That night, Li Qiao stayed in the hospital and spent the first New Year with Shang Yu with the human cub in her belly.

...

The next day, at ten o'clock in the morning, Li Qiao walked out of the psychiatric inpatient building of the Royal Hospital.

The moment Luo Yu saw her, he couldn't hide his surprise and raised his eyebrows.

Today's madam, the mental state is obviously much better.

This is the power of love to comfort each other?

Not long after, Li Qiao got into the car, rubbed her forehead against the back of the chair, and asked casually, "Ming Dailan is in Pama?"

Luo Yu was even more surprised.

She leaned on the steering wheel and turned her head, her eyes were surprisingly bright.

This was the first time that Li Qiao took the initiative to ask others since the head of the family brought them back from the isolated island.

Even after waking up for so many days, she never cared about other people other than asking a few questions about the current situation of the Li family.

Luo Yu was a little excited, "She is here, she has been sent to a nursing home, and has special care."

Li Qiao glanced out the window, and said in a low voice, "Send me there."

Luo Yu responded excitedly, kicked the accelerator and drove out of the hospital.

The madam finally has mood swings, maybe in a few days she will be able to completely return to her former appearance.

...

At the same time, as soon as Li Qiao left, He Chen and Li Yun arrived at the Royal Hospital.

When the two came to the consultation center, they opened the door and saw many experts sitting at the conference table and waiting.

After all, Li Yun is a living sign in the field of MECT treatment, and I benefited a lot from listening to his consultation report.

He Chen couldn't understand those obscure technical terms, so he got up and went out within a few minutes.

In the ward, he opened the door and entered, just in time to see Shang Yu throwing the unfinished half pack of cigarettes into the trash can.

He Chen raised his eyebrows, walked up to the trash can with one hand in his pocket, "Did this cigarette offend you?"

Shang Yu pursed his lips and said nothing, took out a lighter and threw it on the coffee table, "Is the treatment plan decided?"