Qin Zixi was silent for a moment and called the doctor, "knock the door open! I don't care what you do, you must break it! If anything inside is broken, I'll compensate you ten times! "

Three or five workers hit the door together, but the door was so strong that no matter how hard it was, no matter how loud it sounded, it still didn't move. Finally, someone took an axe and cracked the door. Then he reached out and opened it.

For a moment, people from outside came in, looking up at what happened to Mr. Ding.

However, Ding Tuo, the person in charge of the accident, was sitting in a wheelchair with his back to the door and facing the window. If it wasn't for knowing that he was blind, they would have thought that he was looking at something. He was so absorbed that he didn't hear the big noise outside.

Qin Zixi looked at Ding Tuo, and her face showed deep concern. She took back her eyes and said coldly to the doctors and nurses, "please go out for a while, and help me close the door by the way."

Then the guest's order was polite. The doctors and nurses hid their doubts and had to go out. By the way, they closed the broken door and went to their respective duties.

Qin Zixi looked at Ding Tuo's back, heart bursts of pain, hesitated for a few seconds, she went forward.

Qin Zixi slowly walked over and squatted in front of Ding Tuo, with a gentle face: "Ding Tuo, can you operate first? You can do whatever you want after the operation. "

Ding Tuo lowers his head and looks at Qin Zixi with empty eyes. Qin Zixi remembers her frightening eyes before, which makes her heart ache even more.

I still remember when I saw him for the first time in Cambridge, England, she fell into this pair of eyes which were extremely black and bright, just like gems, and could not pull them out any more.

So now, she doesn't allow and don't want to see these eyes more and more dim, more and more away from themselves.

Thinking of this, Qin Zixi asked softly, "Ding Tuo, you are blaming me, aren't you?"

Ding Tuo's face was light and silent.

Qin Zixi can't help but have a sour nose and pounce on Ding Tuo's leg. She holds his leg tightly. Dou Da's tears fall down and wet Ding Tuo's not thick pants.

"Don't do that, dinto, will you? Can you stop talking? It's all my fault. I shouldn't make my own decision. I shouldn't let it out without your consent. If you are angry, just let it out. Don't ignore me, OK? Ding Tuo, please. Ding Tuo

"Well, don't cry!" A pair of cold and slender hands caressed her cheek and wiped away her tears. This hand is just like his people, cold, no temperature, but Qin Zixi feels that the place where the hand goes is incomparably hot, which reaches to the bottom of her heart and melts her heart.

Qin Zixi couldn't believe her eyes. She couldn't say anything. She looked at Ding Tuo's hands as if she wanted to see through them.

Ding Tuo stroked Qin Zixi's cheek, as if he could see Qin Zixi's quiet and beautiful face. Gentle and slow, like wiping an old antique, that kind of careful look, people feel surging.

Ding Tuo slowly approached Qin Zixi, with an imperceptible smile on her lips. His breath sprayed on her face, which made her feel flustered and urgent.

So close, she was so close to him for the first time. His breath was all over her nose. It was a light but fascinating breath. It was clear that the weather was not hot, but she was very hot. She was like lightning and flint. Qin Zixi felt that in the alternation of cold and heat, the entanglement of ice and fire, she was completely lost, her mind was blank, and she couldn't think of anything.