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Liu Qingyan didn't reply. It seemed as though he wasn't prepared to answer either.

Su Wen had already turned the car into the parking lot at the back of the hospital. After extinguishing the engine, she turned to Liu Qingyan and stared at his handsome profile. She wanted to say something, but she stopped herself in her tracks.

The phrase that had been spinning around in his mind, asking about such boring things, was still … I asked.

"You, at least, have... "A little. You like me, don't you?" Her expression was very calm. She asked a few words and then quickly shifted her gaze away, as if she did not care about the answer at all.

And yet there was hope at the bottom of his heart, like a seed driven by the spring wind. He was worried about her, and he would take the initiative to take care of her father. Therefore, their relationship might be warm, and Liu Qingyan might really like him. Even if it was just a tiny bit, Su Qinghu would still feel incomparably happy.

At the very least, those two years were never a mere transaction to her.

It was because she discovered this that she had no choice but to leave, before her dignity was completely taken away.

Liu Qingyan frowned. He turned to look at Su Mo and wrote a letter. Su Wen was of the elegant type, and her thick eyebrows and big eyes were different from the little ant's, making her seem especially delicate, but her eyes were not soft enough, they were always too bright and too hard, making it impossible for people to classify her as a soft girl.

He wanted to answer, but it wasn't difficult to say the word 'like'. Although women always ask these kinds of questions, they were still quite annoying. Liu Qingyan turned his head and pushed the door open.

"Wait for me outside." "No," he said.

Su Mo eventually wrote a letter and entered the room. However, very quickly, she understood that Liu Qingyan's words' you wait for me outside 'had another meaning. The wound was very deep, and he needed stitches. Of course, he didn't have the antidote. Su Ming wrote a letter to Liu Qingyan, who glared at him along the way, forcing him to come out.

She did not insist and left the surgical ward, holding onto the railing facing the garden, and took a deep breath.

In the end, Liu Qingyan didn't reply.

But he did not mock her as he always did, and she was glad.

It was also at this moment that Su Wen remembered another very serious matter. It was so serious that she wanted to smash her head against the wall.

She actually left her customer in the store!

He searched through his entire body and finally found the phone number Yuwen Xin had given him at the entrance of the orphanage. Su Wenwen glanced at Liu Qingyan through the crack in the door. He was still sewing needles on the doctor's hands, and cold sweat was dripping down his forehead from the pain. His expression was calm and unperturbed. Indeed, those who were fighting did not care about their lives.

The conversation over here shouldn't end anytime soon. Su Ming looked at the time and quickly left. He went out to buy a temporary phone card and dialed Yuwen Xin's number.

The phone rang for a long time before finally being picked up.

On the other side of the phone, a warm, unfamiliar and familiar voice said softly, "Hello."