Chapter 235 Jiang Qingqing, don't your hands hurt?
Yu Siting's kiss made Jiang Qingqing unable to restrain her emotions.
She bit her lips tightly and cried very suppressedly.
However, Yu Siting gently rubbed her lips with his fingertips and whispered: "Qingqing, let go, don't bite yourself."
He saw that Jiang Qingqing did not let go, and her fingers slightly penetrated.
If she tried to bite again, she would bite his finger.
At this time, Jiang Qingqing looked at Yu Siting with tearful eyes. Her throat hurt, and when she spoke, she was hoarse.
"Mr. Yu... tell me, is this a dream?"
Even though she knew it was impossible, she still held on to non-existent hope.
However, the cruel fact is that Yu Siting needs to expose her self-deception.
"Qingqing, be strong."
"I can't do it..."
Jiang Qingqing couldn't control her emotions at all.
After coma, the brief paralysis will only cause severe pain when you think about it again.
Sitting beside the hospital bed, Yu Siting would not stop Jiang Qingqing from expressing her emotions. In short, she was better off suppressing them.
"I still have a lot of things I haven't said to my mother. I don't know that it will be the last time we meet. What should I do with the regrets in my heart..."
"Qingqing, Mrs. Jiang has been ill for so many years, you should have been mentally prepared."
Yu Siting stared at her, seeing her collapse in his eyes.
His big hands were placed on the top of her head, caressing her gently, trying to comfort her and dispel her pain.
"I know...but I can't prepare myself mentally. I just hope it's not now, not today. I am greedy and want my mother to be by my side forever. I don't want to be an orphan. I can't accept that this day has come.
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It was precisely because Yu Siting listened that Jiang Qingqing could cry so unreservedly.
Suddenly, Yu Siting leaned down almost in front of her, holding a tissue to wipe away her raging tears.
"Qingqing, let me tell you again, even if Mrs. Jiang leaves you, you are not alone. Don't say that, and don't think like that. I am your husband and your legal family member. You still have me.
With Yu Jia, you will never be alone."
He was not sure whether Jiang Qingqing heard these words.
However, Yu Siting just wanted to tell her firmly and let her know that this was the truth.
Jiang Qingqing was trembling slightly while sobbing, staring at Yu Siting, and every word she heard fell heavily on her heart.
"Mr. Yu..."
"Yeah, I'm here."
Yu Siting did not explain the real reason why he rejected her on the phone.
He was already blaming himself and regretting it, so he wanted to make up for it with action.
And some words, if not said clearly, will be a safety hazard when you think about it in the future.
Jiang Qingqing is now like a fragile and helpless young animal, unable to refuse, nor does she want to refuse the tenderness given by Yu Siting.
"Did I make the wrong decision? I shouldn't have arranged my mother's second surgery..."
"No, it has nothing to do with you."
Yu Siting narrowed his eyes invisibly and said in a low voice: "I asked the doctor that the operation was successful, but Mrs. Jiang's body could not support it. If no surgical treatment was arranged, Mrs. Jiang would also suffer from physical problems.
Slowly failing and needing rescue again and again.
Although she does not wake up, her body will endure more pain until rescue is ineffective.
You were just fighting for the chance of treatment, and you did nothing wrong. It was because she was tired and did not endure it. Maybe it was also a relief for her."
Yu Siting admitted that he was comforting Jiang Qingqing.
Otherwise, she will develop hatred towards herself in her painful emotions.
At this time, Jiang Qingqing leaned on Yu Siting's arm, choosing to accept the facts and cry in grief.
After a while, there was a knock on the door.
The doctor came in with medicine to treat the wound.
Jiang Qingqing's fingers were bleeding.
At this time, Yu Siting signaled the doctor to go out and he would deal with her personally.
Even when Jiang Qingqing was in pain, Yu Siting paid attention and did not let her press the needle that was being infused in her arm.
"Qingqing, I know you are sad now and you want to cry. I won't stop you, but you can't treat your body like this. This is the second time you've been in a coma and been admitted to the hospital. If grandma knew, she would say I didn't take care of you.
Good on you."
"No, it's not Mr. Yu's fault, not this time."
"So it was because of me last time. Are you secretly resenting me?"
Yu Siting looked at Jiang Qingqing with gentle eyes.
At this moment, Jiang Qingqing was crying until she slowly calmed down, looking at him with a particularly pitiful look.
Before she could answer, Yu Siting sighed and said, "It's because of me, both times, so I'm making up for it and taking care of you. As long as you obey me and don't hurt your body anymore."
Jiang Qingqing felt her throat hurt, and her voice became hoarse and weak.
"Mr. Yu, I want to see my mother again."
"Yes, but you have to wait until the infusion is finished, and the injury on your finger also needs to be taken care of."
Yu Siting raised Jiang Qingqing's hands in front of her face and saw blood between her fingernails.
Fingers connected to the heart, this kind of pain is the most heartbreaking.
It was only now after careful inspection that I discovered that her finger was seriously injured.
Yu Siting looked sullen and distressed.
"Jiang Qingqing, don't you feel any pain?"
"It hurts a little now."
Jiang Qingqing didn't hide, and she didn't have the strength to hold her wrist.
"I'll help you clean the wound first. It may hurt a little, so you have to bear with it."
"Well, I didn't expect that Mr. Yu would also treat wounds."
Jiang Qingqing originally wanted to smile reluctantly, but the moment her finger wound touched the saline, it hurt so much that she couldn't help but cry out.
Hearing her sound of pain, Yu Siting suddenly frowned tightly, took a cotton swab, and carefully helped her clean it.
"I have never done anything like this. You are the first woman I have served."
At this moment, Jiang Qingqing was caught off guard and was startled. Did she understand this sentence?
"What? Does it still hurt?"
Yu Siting didn't hear her reaction and raised his eyes to ask.
Hearing this, Jiang Qingqing had no time to dodge, so she looked directly into his eyes, clearly seeing his tenderness and concern.
"It doesn't hurt. It doesn't hurt anymore."
If she can be protected, her heart will not feel pain.
Yu Siting continued to treat her wounds, lowering his eyes with full concentration and caution.
Clean the wound and apply anti-inflammatory and hemostatic ointment.
At this moment, Jiang Qingqing was leaning on the pillow, repeatedly confirming the true scene in front of her.
"Your wound still needs to be treated with medicine. I shouldn't need to tell you what to pay attention to when doing this. Just leave it to me to apply the medicine. All you have to do is be obedient and heal your wound."
"Okay, I don't want to let myself suffer like this anymore."
Jiang Qingqing made a pun.
The aftereffects of pain are old scars that weigh on the heart.
No matter what, even the slightest touch will result in repeated bloody tearing.