There were no flaws in Ruan Qi's answer, and the expression on his face was perfect. Nie Beilou had to accept this fact——
The little girl really had no stimulation before she fell into coma.
In other words, she was unconscious for no reason.
This fact made Nie Beilou frown even more.
Ruan Qi took one look at his ugly face, tightened her hands under the quilt, and felt a trace of guilt in her lowered eyes.
…
Soon, people who learned that Ruan Qi was awake began to appear in the hospital.
Nie Heng was the first to arrive, hugging the revived senior sister and bursting into tears.
Immediately afterwards, Mr. Xi, Xi Xiaoran, Duan Wei and his little aunt Xi Xiaoyun also arrived. Duan Wei brought soup that she had cooked by herself. Mr. Xi and Xi Xiaoran almost emptied the supermarket, and gave everything to the little ones as long as they were edible.
The girl bought it.
Everyone in the Xi family stayed in the hospital for more than half an hour, because Ruan Qi needed to rest and reluctantly left.
As soon as the Xi family left, Shen Wenqian arrived.
After the falling incident in the middle of the night yesterday, Nie Beilou rushed the frightened Shen Wenqian home. Just a few hours after falling asleep, Shen Wenqian received news that Ruan Qi had woken up. Immediately, he hurried away without even combing his hair.
Came over.
At this time, Shen Wenqian looked at the little girl sitting on the bed drinking soup, and the heart hanging in his throat finally fell back into his stomach.
"You finally woke up!" He pulled up a stool and sat down by the bed, looking at the little girl and sighing, "If you don't wake up, Ruan Xiaoqi, I might become the first person in the entertainment industry to be scared out of my mind by an artist.
A terrible agent."
Ruan Qi was amused by her agent's words.
Her eyes swept over Shen Wenqian's messy hair and haggard face, and waves of warmth welled up in her heart.
"Brother Shen, I'm worrying you." After saying that, she pushed the porridge on the small dining table forward, "Eat some porridge to warm your stomach."
The little girl's voice was soft, softer than the porridge on the table.
Shen Wenqian's old, unshaven face couldn't help but soften.
He was not polite, picked up the porridge and started to eat it in big mouthfuls. While eating, he looked around.
"Where is Mr. Xi? Where are Mr. Beilou and your brother?"
Ruan Qi took a sip of the soup and replied: "My brother has something to do at the company. Master and Uncle Chu are having breakfast downstairs, and Jiujiu went to wash the fruits."
Shen Wenqian nodded and said 'oh'.
He took a bite of a beef bun, looked at the soup in the little girl's bowl, twitched his nose and drooled, "That soup smells so delicious. Ruan Xiaoqi, can you give me a bowl?"
But without thinking, the little girl shook her head decisively.
"No."
"!" Shen Wenqian was shocked.
This girl actually became stingy one day!
The gifts she gave him before were all in seven-digit numbers!
How could he be in a coma for two days without even giving him any soup?!
The shock on Shen Wenqian's face was too obvious. Ruan Qi paused while preparing to drink the soup and slowly explained: "Aunt Xi made this soup specially for me."
"..." Shen Wenqian understood.
Shen Wenqian is a lemon.
His artist has a future mother-in-law who will make soup for him, but he doesn’t even have a girlfriend.
So annoying.
Agent Shen, who was extremely sour, turned his grief and anger into appetite and swallowed the rice porridge in three or five mouthfuls.
After finishing the meal, he wiped his mouth, glanced at the bowl of soup, and said sourly, "Master Xi's mother is so kind to you."
These words were praised by Ruan Qi with both hands.
"Yes, yes." She nodded her little head vigorously, smiling with peach blossom eyes, "Jiujiu's family members are as good as him~"
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