Zhao Siqing looks at him and doesn't make a sound. After a few seconds, he takes back his eyes and continues to stare at the music box in front of him, leaving him to hold his hand and ignore it.

This scene happened to fall in the eyes of Mrs. Gu and Mr. Gu Shiyu outside the window.

Mrs. Gu is holding Gu Shiyu's arm. Her eyes are a little sore. She says slowly, "yesterday's kidnapping..."

Gu Shiyu didn't say a word, but only looking at Zhao Siqing's state, Mrs. Gu could guess seven or eight minutes. After a while, she said slowly, "did she Have you... "

"No, Jiang Jingming went in time." Gu Shiyu responded with a light tone, but his mood could not hear too many ups and downs.

But only he himself knew that his mind kept thinking of the scene before Zhao Siqing was kidnapped yesterday.

At that time, she looked at herself in despair.

And he could have saved her.

Gu Shiyu doesn't think it's too much to ignore, but looking at the lifeless and bloodless woman in the bed at the moment, he can't help but think of her eyes when she looked at himself.

Mrs. Gu nodded flurried and said softly, "that's good That's good. "

*In a few moments, Jiang Jingming came back from the outside and met Mrs. Gu and Gu Shiyu who had been guarding the door.

Jiang Jingming's eyes flashed and pondered. His eyes swept over Gu Shiyu and his wife. He chuckled, but he didn't open his mouth.

Near the afternoon, Huo Jingchen went straight to the hospital and didn't plan to let her stay here.

"Qing Qing, let's go home." Huo Jingchen spoke in a low voice.

The woman in bed didn't respond until Huo put on her coat.

Huo Jingchen's eyes fell on the scab on her neck. His eyes darkened. He couldn't help but think of the scene when she wanted to cut her throat and commit suicide. The corners of her eyes were sore.

He paused, took back his sight and directly lifted Zhao Siqing from his bed.

Zhao Siqing didn't struggle this time, but leaned his eyes on him.

Huo Jingchen walked out of the ward, and the sight of Mrs. Gu and Gu Shiyu fell on Zhao Siqing involuntarily.

The woman in the man's arms is very good, but the whole person is not angry, like a puppet.

Mrs. Gu's eyes swelled a little and said softly, "Qing Qing..."

Huo Jingchen's black eyes looked directly at the two men and said in a cold voice, "I won't let go of my family."

Words fall, he also did not have any more nonsense, holding Zhao Siqing to leave directly.

*When he got home, Huo Jingchen asked people to cook some porridge.

Zhao Siqing still sat on the bed, dazed, and refused to move.

Nalan Yanran stayed with Jiang Jingming for a while and left first, intending to leave time for Huo Jingchen and Zhao Siqing.

Until evening, Zhao Siqing was still dripping water.

Huo Jingchen pushes the door in with the porridge bowl, and sees her gently drooping eyes leaning on the head of the bed. She doesn't know what she's thinking.

"Qing Qing, would you like to eat less?" Huo Jingchen gently coaxes.

Zhao Siqing didn't react at all. His pale face was almost transparent under the light.

Huo Jingchen sent the porridge to her mouth, but Zhao Siqing did not move and did not react at all.

Huo Jingchen's eyes darkened a little and said softly, "eat a little, be good."

After coaxing for a long time, Zhao Siqing still refused to eat. Huo Jingchen put the porridge bowl aside, turned around to get the newly opened medicine, and then looked at her and whispered, "today you can not eat it, tomorrow you must."

"I haven't wiped my medicine yet. I'll sleep after wiping it." Huo Jingchen's eyes fell on the wound on her neck, gently plucked her hair and applied some medicine.