Chapter 171

"Didn't you say that long ago?"

I still looked at her blandly, watching the transformation of all the expressions on her face.

"Didn't you tell others that I took you to the hospital this time?"

I still watched her speak softly.

However, her face was just a moment of amazement, and her calm was restored again. After all, she was a member of the upper circle. She had the best tricks, and her Kung Fu of whitewashing peace was also very good.

After only a few seconds, I can't see any unnaturalness from her.

"But as long as it is true now, isn't it true?"

I don't know what she means.

But the next second, I understand.

Just now, he was still a good man. His eyes flashed a few times, quickly covered his heart, frowned hard, and fell slowly to the ground.

The change came so fast that I didn't even prepare for it. I saw her pale and worried.

True or false.

For a moment, I couldn't tell whether she was pretending or real.

After all, she was alive just now.

She rang the emergency bell in the house when she fell.

Everything happened suddenly and quickly, but it was also close and perfect.

When I recovered, the nurse and doctor had come in anxiously, and Qin Langjun followed closely.

He was still carrying cold dew. At first glance, he hurried back from the outside. His dark clothes were covered with cold ice. Just standing here, he seemed to have taken all the light.

The rescue in the house continues.

Aunt Qin, who had been put on the hospital bed, held her body and said sadly, "if you are still my son, don't let her annoy me. Is it easy for you to worry when I die?"

The words were said intermittently, and then she covered her heart again, like a stranded fish breathing.

It's like a heavy load.

But one second ago, she was clearly good, even able to calmly discuss these problems with me, and even angrily scold me.

Qin Langjun's face was dark. Rao didn't speak. Rao pursed his thin lips, but his beautiful face seemed to be frozen.

I seldom see him like this, and I'm a little afraid to see him like this.

After a little movement in my throat, I found my voice, "Lang Jun, this is not what I did, nor am I angry."

I stood in the corridor, looking at the house through the window and watching the coming and going of doctors and nurses. It didn't seem like fraud.

But I still don't understand why her syncope is so stuck and abrupt.

It seems that... I chose this time to deliberately faint.

Qin Langjun didn't speak, but he was silent and cold. Obviously, he was the same as before, but he was also different.

What I had a clear conscience has now become irrefutable. It seems that no matter what I say, it is like sophistry.

The people in the house, whether acting or real, all sat down to the harmful fact of me.

I knew Qin Langjun's mother was hard to deal with, but I didn't expect such a move, which made me defenseless.

The house is still busy. The doctors don't know what they are doing. I can't understand a non professional. I can only keep praying secretly in my heart. I hope the doctor can say when he comes out that it's just pretending to be dizzy, not true.

"I'm sorry about this, but it wasn't me just now. Your mother had a quarrel with my mother before. She looked very energetic."

I try to explain clearly, but what I say always feels wrong.

Sometimes, you still need to keep calm and silent, otherwise it will always get darker and darker.

Qin Langjun finally looked at me. His eyes were deep and dark, like countless dark colors, thick and shocking.

"I hope so."

His voice was husky and deep.

If you look carefully, you can see deep fatigue.

He also has blue marks on the fundus of his eyes. He should have not rested well recently.

I was fully prepared, even ready to be scolded or even suspected by him, but I didn't expect to get such a response.

It was like a very small thorn, which stabbed the mouth of the heart.

It hurts a little.

"It'll be fine. Wait for her. I'll explain it to you, okay?"

Instead of looking inside, I took his arm and said, "I don't have great ambition. Really, you should know, I never want to argue with your mother."

The rest of the explanation, but I'm not going to say.

Qin Langjun's mother almost fought with her life. She gave me a "mountain of hard evidence". Now no matter what I say, it's more like sophistry.

This situation is so passive that I feel uneasy. I just subconsciously look up to see his face.

Just an instant change, whether I am willing or unwilling, I have become a passive party after all.

If I explained, I rolled in my throat and swallowed it again.

Enough is enough, I still know.

His arms didn't respond. His eyes were still dark and looked into the house. For a time, I couldn't distinguish his current mood, but the more so, my heart sank a bit.

And some self mockery.

Aunt Qin, who kept trying to force me to design before, was really successful this time.

The house is still busy, but it's not so fast at the beginning. It seems to slow down.

I dropped my eyes and no longer looked inside. I only looked at the lines on the ground. My hand was still holding his arm. It seemed that only in this way could I feel at ease temporarily.

"She's old and hasn't been in good health."

For a long time, Qin Langjun began to speak. I subconsciously looked up and saw a cold face without any fluctuation.

My heart shrank and I still didn't say anything to my lips.

His facial features were handsome, his voice was clear and dull, and his deep black eyes still looked at the situation inside the house.

"But no matter what she does, in the final analysis, it's my mother who can't change."

His voice was hoarse and heavy, as if with countless emotions, depressing and pressing.

But when I looked at it again, I didn't find any trace. It seemed that the voice I heard just now was just an illusion, as if I noticed his depression and fatigue, which was just my own imagination.

"This time, I really didn't do it, and I didn't push her."

I didn't understand what he meant. I just looked up and said, holding his arm slightly tightened. I couldn't be so calm in my heart after all.

Still afraid.

I was afraid that he would really think I was cruel and unscrupulous. I was afraid that he would be tired of me from now on. Countless possible fears made me hesitate. Finally, I bit my lip and said.