Chapter 998 Shaoyan Is Still Waiting for You

Chapter 998 Shaoyan is still waiting for you

Outside the villa door, Zong Yue patted his chest and let out a sigh of relief when he got into the car, "It's so dangerous, so dangerous."

Li Jun beside him unbuttoned his coat, and cast his gaze sideways, "I came all this way, just to play this scene with you?"

"It was entrusted by others." Zong Yue looked at Li Jun as he said, and poked his chest, "I haven't said you yet, what do you mean when you quarrel and go back to your mother's house, this is obviously my husband's house."

Li Jun looked down at her movements, and a smile formed on his lips, "What's the difference?"

Zong Yue pursed her lips, and picked up the mobile phone with a broken screen in a murmur, "I don't know if today is a fool's errand?"

Li Jun was keenly aware of the abnormality, he squinted his eyes and looked at Zong Yue, "Who are you helping to fool around?"

Zong Yue glanced at him, "Pretty..."

Oh, I almost forgot, the secretary-general of her family is devoted to public affairs and doesn't know anything about prettyness.

Zong Yue knew it was because her third uncle called that day and said he slipped up.

"What's wrong with Qiaoqiao?" Li Jun's face darkened, and his expression became visibly tense.

Zong Yue bit the corner of her mouth and shook her head, "I don't know the details, I only know that she is in Parma, but I can't get in touch either."

Li Jun was thoughtful, "Pama..."

...

At nine o'clock at night, Palma's old house.

Sitting in the tea room, He Chen looked up at the opposite side, "So, it's the lethargy caused by psychological reasons?"

Shang Zonghai took a sip of tea, his eyes without glasses looked extraordinarily deep, "Well, the cause of narcolepsy is unclear, and most of it is related to psychological factors."

"You don't have a good idea?" He Chen raised his eyebrows, rubbing his fingers over the teacup, looking preoccupied.

Shang Zonghai glanced at him, "Girl is pregnant now, so you can't take too much even warm Chinese medicine. There is no better treatment for the time being, and you can only prescribe the right medicine when she wakes up."

He Chen was silent for a moment, and gradually squeezed the teacup tightly with his fingers, "You don't consider letting Shaoyan meet her?"

"Her illness comes from Shaoyan, meeting is not a good idea."

He Chen wanted to refute, but couldn't find a more reasonable excuse.

Li Qiao will become like this, Shaoyan's contribution is indispensable'.

He Chen propped his forehead and thought for two seconds, "Where is Li Qiao?"

Shang Zonghai met his eyes, and then said in a low voice: "Shaoyan's private house, no matter what you want to do, take it easy, the girl owes nothing to anyone."

He Chen supported the grand master's chair and got up, walked two steps and then turned around playfully, "Old man, do you think I don't know right from wrong?"

Shang Zonghai waved his hand, "Go."

In the private house in the backyard, He Chen stepped across the arch bridge, then walked through the garden in front of the door, and walked up to the master bedroom on the second floor familiarly.

On the big black bed, Li Qiao slept deeply, her breathing was barely audible.

Luo Yu sat beside him in a daze, and when he heard the movement behind him, he quickly got up and turned around, "Brother Chen."

Her voice was dull and hoarse, and her eyes were full of hesitation.

"Go downstairs to rest, I will have a chat with my siblings."

He Chen waved his hands while talking, ignoring Luo Yu's hesitant expression, and sat on the soft chair beside the bed.

"Brother Chen, madam...will you still wake up?"

This is the number of times people have asked He Chen this question.

Probably in everyone's heart, where there is no place for Shang Yu, He Chen has become the backbone.

He leaned against the back of the chair, slowly folded his legs, his eyes fell on Li Qiao's peaceful sleeping face, "Maybe, maybe not, who knows."

This is tantamount to not answering.

Luo Yu left the master bedroom full of worries, walked around the corner, touched the red corners of her eyes, damn, I want to cry.

The master bedroom was unusually quiet, and the floor lamp in the corner cast a faint yellow light, shining on Li Qiao's thin face, revealing a bit of morbid fragility.

He Chen was silent for a long time, and with a soft sigh, he said slowly, "Sister and sister, these days have been hard."

Regardless of whether Li Qiao could hear it or not, He Chen's low and slow voice continued to sound quietly in the master bedroom.

He didn't know how long he had been talking, and he didn't realize that half an hour had passed until his mouth was dry.

A quiet night can always make people let go of all their guards, but at the same time, it can amplify the anxiety in people's hearts.

He Chen leaned over, put his arms on his knees, and looked at Li Qiao for a moment, "Sister and sister, we all have to admit that Shaoyan did make mistakes, but you are not innocent.

In the final analysis, it was all because of his illness. We are all here, and you should wake up too. Whether you blame him or hate him, you have to face it together, unless...you don't want him anymore. "

When the last word landed, He Chen looked at Li Qiao intently. After half a minute, he laughed and scolded: "You two are a fucking perfect match. One is sleepy and the other doesn't eat or drink. Do you want to go to the ground together to make a living?" install?"

Luo Yu who just walked to the door to deliver tea to He Chen: "??"

Brother Chen, what are you doing here?

Seeing that Li Qiao didn't respond, He Chen couldn't help feeling helpless.

He would rather Li Qiao and Shaoyan quarrel, than her world-weary sleepiness for a long time.

He Chen asked the doctor that the cause of narcolepsy was unknown, but most of it was caused by psychological problems.

If things go on like this, no matter how healthy Li Qiao is, it will be difficult to sustain her.

He Chen closed his eyes helplessly, propped his forehead with one hand, and sighed: "Li Qiao, Shaoyan is still waiting for you..."

...

The next day, when Li Qiao was still awake, Shang Zonghai sent a doctor to inject her with nutrient solution to keep her alive.

And Shang Yu, who was in the Royal Hospital, still didn't eat or drink, and sat in the ward like a statue, not allowing anyone to approach him.

That handsome face was visibly haggard to the naked eye, and the whole ward was filled with the pungent smell of smoke.

He was waiting for Qiaoqiao, for her to wake up, for her to say... still loving him.

Two people are not on the same side of the sky, but they are tortured in places where they can't see each other.

In the afternoon, the sun is strong.

Yun Li dragged Shanglu to the private house in the backyard.

It's been two days since Li Qiao came back, and countless Chinese and Western doctors have come and gone.

The drowsiness caused by psychological factors, if she doesn't wake up for a day, the doctor can't treat it symptomatically.

Even Shang Zonghai, the king of traditional Chinese medicine, did not dare to take it lightly.

The curtains of the master bedroom were wide open, and the bright sunlight shone on the bed. At a glance, one could see Li Qiao's increasingly thinner chin, and even the eye sockets were sunken a lot.

Shanglu stood two meters away from the bed, pursed his lips and called, "Sister-in-law..."

Yun Li pulled away the chair and sat down, his breathing trembled slightly, and his heart felt sour uncontrollably.

He has known Li Qiao for eight years, and he has never seen her so weak.

Shanglu had no place to sit, and he didn't dare to approach without authorization. He looked around and sat down on the floor.

Yun Li's Adam's apple kept rolling, and after a long while, he calmed down, and then quietly said, "Little brat, he is dying."

Shang Lu gasped, and was about to refute, but was stopped by Yun Li's gloomy eyes.

Yun Li rubbed his fingertips, looked down at the floor, "You love him so much, don't you want to see him?"