He did not tell her what the effect of these drugs, she also did not bother to ask, he brought her, she also drank.

It's just that sometimes she can see some kind of panic in his eyes when she looks at him inadvertently.

She probably knows something. The panic makes her happy and brings her a sense of revenge -

there are things in the world that can't make you happy. You can really influence my life and my freedom, but not my whole life.

If a person is not afraid of death, he should be afraid of nothing.

She hated this man, although there was no way to retaliate against him, but if in the end, let him taste the taste of not being able to, it also made her feel happy.

She is so weak and incompetent that even if she tries her best to give him a blow, she can't make him hurt. Now she has a chance.

*

the snow in the mountains is gradually melting.

Spring is coming, and the weather seems to be getting warmer and warmer day by day.

In the dark day, she was held in her arms by Xiao Fengting, basking in the sun in front of the French windows.

Xiao Fengting lowered his head and saw a trace of white hair between Tang Qing's hair. He felt his heart hurt for a moment. He stretched out his hand and gently pulled out the white hair.

He bowed his head and kissed her cold white side face, and smelled the bitter and astringent taste of traditional Chinese medicine.

In the past few months, she has been drinking traditional Chinese medicine all the time, but those precious herbs used to recuperate her body are just like boiled water. If you drink it, it will not play a role on her.

He changed from doctor to doctor, but he could only watch her become thinner and thinner.

She slept longer and longer, and her waking time was less and less. When she took her to the hospital for examination, the doctor could only prescribe him some medicine for tonifying his body. She sighed to him and said, "heart medicine can only be used for heart medicine. Physical therapy is of no use to miss Tang's body."

She has a mental problem, which even ordinary doctors can see.

Either, she will be put into a mental hospital to calm her down with drugs, or she can only be treated with traditional Chinese medicine, and the rest is just a placebo.

Xiao Fengting naturally can not let her go to a mental hospital, Tang Qing is not crazy, he is crazy.

"It's Thursday today, and the fruit is coming the day after tomorrow," he whispered

"You need to get better soon. Don't you want to see the fruit grow up?"

"If you love her so much, you won't leave her alone, will you? She is your daughter. You have guarded her for so long that you are reluctant to leave her alone? "

She leaned against his arms, closed her eyes and slept soundlessly.

Xiao Fengting's eyes slightly tighten up, he slowly clenched her arm, the body can not restrain the slight shaking, he almost gnashing teeth.

"Tang Qing, do you hate me so much?" His voice tightened, and he looked at her skinny cheeks and almost bloodless lips, and there was almost a trace of anger in his heart. "You don't want to see me? Being with me makes you so miserable? You must leave me, even if you die? "

He wanted to keep her by any means, but he could only watch her thin in his arms. He even suspected that one day Tang Qing, who was lying in his arms, had stopped breathing.

She hated him so much and rejected him wholeheartedly. She didn't say anything, but all his efforts turned into a joke.