But Shen Qingqing left obediently every time, but she never stayed away.

Instead, he hid outside the door and watched him fall again and again, enduring the pain and getting up again and again.

While he was recuperating in the house, Shen Qingqing hid outside the door and cried. When her rehabilitation was about to end, she ran to the bathroom and applied ice to her red and swollen eyes.

As the January period approached, Ou Qing actually stood up and recovered very well.

The afternoon sun was just right, so Shen Qingqing helped Ou Qing go to the small garden downstairs to bask in the sun.

On the white bench, Shen Qingqing rested her head lightly on Ou Qing's shoulder, watching the children playing in the courtyard, and the laughter kept reaching her ears, which made her feel much happier.

"Ou Qing, look how happy they are having fun. Looking at them, I suddenly feel that I am usually too harsh on Shengxia and put too much pressure on her, making this girl talk all day long at a young age. They are all old-fashioned." There was a little regret in Shen Qingqing's tone.

Ou Qing did not smile. His eyes were fixed on the playing children, and there was a complex expression in his dark eyes that was difficult to distinguish.

"You may not know that these children are all children in the pediatric ward. At this time every day, the nurses will take them to play in the garden. Several of them have congenital heart disease, and two are leukemia patients. If you are lucky, there may be a chance of cure, but it is too slim. Yesterday, another child died of illness in the pediatric ward, and the child's parents cried in the ward all night." Here he said, his voice paused, and he looked sideways. Shen Qingqing's eyes dimmed a bit, "Qingqing, they are all children without a future, so they have the right to enjoy the last period of happiness in their lives."

The smile on Shen Qingqing's face also solidified. When she looked at those children again, she felt no joy but more sympathy.

"They are very pitiful." She sighed vaguely.

"Although Shengxia is not your child, I know that you value her more than your life. So you arrange for her to learn so many things because you are planning for her future. How many people want to learn but can't? Study, so Qingqing, you don’t have to blame yourself, this is the track of growth in midsummer." Ou Qing held her hand and intertwined his fingers with hers.

Shen Qingqing nodded with a smile, leaning her head lightly on his shoulder, her long eyelashes trembling slightly, but she heard laughter from above her head with a hint of playfulness, "But, Qingqing, you have to know that although we are protecting you in Midsummer, But she can only walk the road ahead alone, so she cannot be allowed to become weak. She must be strong. Only then can she be a child of the Shen family and worthy of being our daughter."

"Yeah." Shen Qingqing nodded in agreement.

"I remember Xia Xia's performance is the day after tomorrow. Xia Xia has always wanted us to go together."

"Well, this is the largest children's performance party held in Tongcheng. I heard that children from well-known families in the city will perform on the stage. Reporters will be indispensable at that time. It is estimated that all the famous people in the city will attend. It is originally a party. A child's impromptu performance has to be mixed with comparisons and utilitarianism between adults. It's really boring when you think about it." Shen Qingqing sighed helplessly.
Chapter completed!