Xiao Fengting nodded and said faintly, "I know."

The maid looked at his face and could not see anything from his face. She hesitated and gave him advice: "young master, please buy a bunch of flowers for Miss Tang. Girls like beautiful things

She thought they were fighting.

That's why Tang Qing shut himself up in his room and cried alone.

Xiao Fengting looked down at her, then looked at Tang Qing, who was asleep on the doctor's bed, and then nodded, "I know."

*

when he pursued Tang Qing, he did not send flowers.

But the flowers, he told him to chat, and she prepared them for him.

This time, he went to the flower shop next to the hospital and saw all kinds of flowers in the shop. He subconsciously stopped in front of that pile of roses.

That's the variety that xialingliao used to prepare for him.

The owner of the florist is a lady in her early thirties. She has a lot of amorous feelings. When she meets her, she smiles and says, "do you want to buy flowers for your girlfriend?"

"Well." Xiao Fengting drew out a rose. "She is ill now. If I send her a rose, will it be bad?"

"Since you are a girlfriend, what else would you like to send without sending roses?" The boss giggled and drew out a piece of colored paper. "I'll wrap it for you. How many are you going to buy? How about one hundred and ninety-nine? It's very moral, isn't it

Xiao Fengting didn't go to buy these things himself. He was a little helpless. He was led by the boss's wife by the nose. When he was holding 199 roses, and the owner's wife gave a Pink Hello Kitty to the roses, he felt a little silly when he walked along the hospital corridor and was surrounded by people all the way.

He came to the ward. Fortunately, there was no one in the ward, and Tang Qing was still asleep.

He put the huge bunch of roses on the sofa and imagined that he would come over with this bunch of roses in his arms.

Fortunately, Tang Qing didn't wake up, otherwise he didn't know what expression he should use to see her.

He stood on the edge of the sofa and breathed a sigh of relief. Then he turned his head and looked at Tang Qing, who was lying on the hospital bed.

I'm sick again.

It seems that no matter how much he takes care of her, she will not get better.

Her face was always so pale that no matter how much she was fed, she would not grow a little meat.

Malnutrition.

These four words are ridiculous to say from the doctor's mouth.

It was as if he had been treating her harshly.

In this era, in front of his eyes, there will be malnutrition.

However, no matter how much he rejected these four words, Tang Qing's body still did not get better.

She was so thin, cold and hot, and he remembered that she had been in good health.

He went over and sat by the bed looking down at her.

He gently held her finger and put it on his lips for a kiss. A trace of heartache flashed through his pale eyes.

*

Tang Qing felt that he had been sleeping for a long time.

In her dream, she dreamt of ronanchu.

She was still so sunny and cheerful. She stood far away and waved to her. She wanted to run past, but she found that she could not stand up. One of her feet was clamped by the animal clip, so she could only sit on the ground and watch the figure of luonanchu gradually be swallowed up by the light and shadow.

She sat down in the dark, covered her face with her hands, and felt tears flowing from her fingers.

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