He responded so seriously and affectionately that it made Yang Qianyu feel embarrassed.
If his love for him comes from the bottom of his heart and contains no impurities, then this shock may be more frightening and despairing for him than if he fell seven stories.
She suddenly stopped laughing, and slowly pushed the man away, looking at him and comforting him: "Feng Moyan, I'm fine... As you can see, I'm fine."
Originally, she was the one who should be comforted.
But seeing Feng Moyan's appearance really broke her previous understanding of this person, and she couldn't help but comfort him.
Thinking of her good fortune and good fortune, she laughed at herself: "It seems that your parents think that I am a disaster, and it makes sense - as the old saying goes, disaster will last for thousands of years."
"Don't pay attention to what they say." Feng Moyan stared at her infatuatedly, raised his palm and wiped away the tears on her face.
Yang Qianyu lowered her eyes, looked at his hands, and then slowly looked into his eyes.
"You...when will your eyes heal?"
Feng Moyan looked at her exquisite and beautiful facial features and then took a closer look.
There was almost no difference from what he remembered when he was a teenager. Only if he looked closely could he notice some slight changes.
Now this face, which is also haunting, is more mature, more intellectual, more confident, and more charming. It is not like the age when love was just beginning, which was full of shyness and youthfulness.
This is good. As she is independent and self-reliant, she will not be easily bullied and wronged.
Seeing that he was in trance, Yang Qianyu stared at her, but did not answer. She frowned, "Hey, I'm talking to you!"
Feng Moyan blinked, his eyes dropped a little, and he avoided it with obvious guilt: "Just...just these few days will be fine."
"Really? Why didn't I listen to you?" They are in contact every day, but they didn't even mention such a big thing?
Feng Moyan glanced at her and then avoided, "Don't you think... I'll give you a surprise when you come back?"
Gong Beize, Fei Xue, and Wang Cheng who were watching on the side all looked strange and turned away when they heard this.
Yang Qianyu squinted at them and then looked at him, "Oh...that's it."
She said yes, but she knew in her heart that this guy didn't intend to tell her in the first place.
But unexpectedly, an air crash occurred, which shattered his original "plot."
The atmosphere was strange, and there was movement in the operating room.
Yang Qianyu looked back and saw that the doctor who performed the surgery on Xiaoxiao had come out.
She quickly turned around and went forward to inquire about Xiaoxiao's situation.
Feng Moyan immediately felt relieved, and the guilty conscience and desire to survive became more and more obvious in his eyes.
Gong Beize stepped forward, helped him push the wheelchair, and muttered: "Promise... tsk tsk."
"Shut up!" Mr. Feng became so angry that he spat out two words.
Yang Qianyu learned about the situation from the doctor and learned that Xiaoxiao's surgery was successful, but the bones took a long time to heal and required long-term care.
To her, none of this mattered.
As long as the person is alive and his legs are saved, the rest is a trivial matter.
At worst, give Xiaoxiao half a year's leave so that she can recover from her injuries.
Back in the ward, Xiaoxiao had woken up from anesthesia.
Seeing so many familiar faces, she was so excited that she didn't know what to say. She stared at everyone with tears in her eyes for a while, and only said: "I'm so happy to still be able to see you..."
This short sentence made Yang Qianyu and Fei Xue blush again.
"Okay, you can have a good rest. Let's go out first and won't disturb you."
Xiaoxiao nodded, "Mr. Feng is here, then you should stay with her. I'll be fine. You don't have to worry."
Yang Qianyu murmured: "What can he do to accompany him..."
Xiaoxiao smiled slightly but did not expose her.
The group of people turned around and went out. Feng Moyan looked at his beloved woman helplessly, worried that she was still thinking about concealing the fact that he had regained his sight, and he was slightly concerned in his heart.
After closing the door of the ward, Yang Qianyu looked at Gong Beize and the others, "Where do you live? When do you plan to go back? I have to cooperate with the airline's follow-up investigation, and I guess I won't be able to leave for the time being, and Xiaoxiao has just finished the operation.
Not suitable for long distance travel.”
Gong Beize looked at his good brother in the wheelchair, raised his breath slightly, and said in a drawl: "We... came here as soon as we got off the plane. How could we have time to go to the hotel?"
so?
Yang Qianyu glanced at someone, no wonder he was tired and looked bad.
"In this case, you should go and rest first. There is nothing going on here at the hospital for the time being."
Feng Moyan saw that she kept talking to Gong Beize and turned a blind eye to him, and he couldn't help but feel sour in his heart, "What about you? I think the dark circles under your eyes are almost like those of a panda. Why don't you come back to the hotel with us and have a good rest first?"
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Fisher immediately put his arm around her and said, "Yeah... you must have never had a good sleep since the accident until now. How can your body bear it?"
Yang Qianyu was indeed tired and sleepy, her head was dizzy, and she just wanted to lie down and have a good sleep.
But Xiaoxiao can't leave anyone here, she has to guard her.
"You guys go ahead, I'll just rest in the ward." It just so happened that this ward was in good condition and there was a big sofa where you could lie down.
"No, either come back to the hotel with us, or I'll stay with you." Someone's tone was domineering and forceful, leaving no room for error.
Gong Beize glanced at him and couldn't help but sneered - He's really a love-head, he has too much time to take care of himself, and he still wants to be a hero.
Yang Qianyu was grateful that he traveled thousands of miles and endured many dangers to come here, but his usual domineering temperament also disgusted her.
But before she could defend herself, Fisher shook her arm again, openly siding with someone: "Just listen to him once. He relied on painkillers to survive on the way here. Don't you?"
Go back to the hotel with him, he can really spend time here with you, won't you worry if something goes wrong with your health?"
Feng Moyan didn't expect that Fei Xue would help him, so he immediately gave her an unexpected and grateful glance.
Yang Qianyu looked at the man, and the displeasure that had just surged in her heart quietly faded away.
I originally wanted to retaliate - I didn't ask him to come - but the words couldn't come out of my mouth, so I had to mumble and ask: "What about Xiaoxiao..."
"I'm staying, and I'm familiar with Xiaoxiao, so you should rest assured, right?"
"You..." Yang Qianyu looked at her best friend, wondering if her defection was too quick?
"Oh, stop talking nonsense, hurry up and go to the hotel, I'm going in." Fisher forced her out a few steps, sent her to Feng Moyan, then turned around and entered the ward.
In this case, then...
She could only go back to the hotel.
Several people chatted dryly for a while, and the atmosphere suddenly became ambiguous and awkward.
Yang Qianyu swallowed, raised her hand and pointed a finger in vain, "Um... leave someone here, so that if anything happens, it will be convenient for running errands."
Gong Beize immediately pointed to a bodyguard beside him, "You, stay and listen to Miss Fei's orders."
"Yes." The bodyguard responded and walked towards the ward.
Feng Moyan looked at her, "What else are you worried about?"
She licked her lips helplessly, and her tone became lower and lower, "No... no more."
Gong Beize made way for the seat behind the wheelchair and consciously left it to Yang Qianyu, thinking that this would suit someone's wishes.
Unexpectedly, as soon as he walked away, the owner of the wheelchair said dissatisfiedly: "What are you doing?"