Leng Shaoheng's eyes were fixed on Shen Qingqing's face, worried and sad.

Now how can she say the word "death" casually, casually and indifferently.

This "death" word, but as if a thorn in general, stabbing his heart, so that his heart full of holes, bloody pain.

If she died, he could not accept it. He would really live without faith.

"Wife." Leng Shaoheng looks down at Shen Qingqing with sad eyes and slowly opens his mouth.

Shen Qingqing didn't know that what she said would make Leng Shaoheng suddenly become like this. She didn't know why. She just saw that he was very sad now.

Not only that, in his eyes, tears flash slightly, but he is trying to endure, control.

"What's the matter? Why do you cry all of a sudden? " Shen Qingqing doesn't know why. She is flustered. She has never seen Leng Shaoheng like this before. She reaches out her hand and wants to caress his face.

But her ten fingers were all wrapped up with gauze. With a slight movement, she felt a deep pain.

"Hiss..." Shen Qingqing couldn't help but suck in the cold air. Xiumei frowned and looked down at her ten fingers.

"Does it hurt? You don't move. " Leng Shaoheng worried, exhorting, deep eyes full of worry.

In this way, she can still feel the pain. Leng Shaoheng knows that Shen Qingqing is sober now, and her mental state is normal.

"I'm fine, but it's you. What's the matter?" Shen Qingqing raised her head and looked at Leng Shaoheng again. She fixed her eyes on Leng Shaoheng. She was sure that there were tears in his eyes.

"Why do you cry?" Shen Qingqing twisted her eyebrows and thought, maybe she thought of something, which made her heart suddenly surprised.

"Should not It's my disease. It's incurable? " Shen Qingqing's pupil suddenly contracted, his face was unbelievable.

"No, don't talk nonsense. There is something to be cured." Leng Shaoheng quickly denied that he was worried a little more.

There is no treatment, or need to wait for them to go to the private hospital in M country, the doctor there to do a comprehensive examination for Shen Qingqing, can determine, can cure, can cure completely.

But if it can't be cured, Shen Qingqing will become a psychopath.

Even if Shen Qingqing becomes a psychopath, Leng Shaoheng can take care of her all her life.

But what he was worried about was that after Shen Qingqing became a psychopath, she would injure herself or even commit suicide.

That result, Leng Shaoheng can't accept and bear.

Too painful to see her torture herself like that, his heart was like a knife, too painful to breathe.

"Then why did you cry just now? I saw the tears in your eyes." Shen Qingqing is reluctant.

"Wife, can we not say something about death in the future? I Fear. " Leng Shaoheng holds Shen Qingqing in his arms. As long as he holds her tightly, he can feel that he really has her.

Shen Qingqing is slightly stunned, and immediately understands Leng Shaoheng's meaning. Perhaps, the death of Mo Mo has a great impact on them.

Indeed, we should not casually mention the word death.

Too heavy, too sad, too hard to bear.

Shen Qingqing bit her lip, then nodded in Leng Shaoheng's arms, and a stuffy voice came out, "OK, I won't say it in the future."

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