Qi Ziheng has been transferred from ICU.

The doctor said that his condition was basically stable, but he also told Yun Hua that he could not visit for too long.

Qin Mo pushes the cloud painting in, then exits and closes the ward door.

Yunhua is sitting in a wheelchair, in the middle of the room, a little distance away from Qi Ziheng's hospital bed.

Qi Ziheng on the hospital bed was pale, and his lips were white.

"So far away, afraid I'll eat you?" Qi Ziheng's voice was very low.

Yunhua controlled the wheelchair by himself, and then stepped forward. He stopped by Qi Ziheng's bed and looked at him.

"Thank you." Yun Hua said in a serious voice, "thank you for saving me."

Qi Ziheng looked at her, lips suddenly pulled out a trace of smile: "want to hear you say thank you, but really difficult."

Cloud painting frowned slightly.

Qi Ziheng said in a low voice: "look at your expression. If you don't want to thank you, you don't have to thank you. I saved you. I didn't expect you to thank me."

Yun Hua pursed his lips and said, "I really thank you very much. I can't control it myself... "

"Why?" Qi Ziheng asked.

Cloud painting is silent.

Qi Ziheng chuckled, "because you hate me, so even if you have to thank me, you can't show me a smile?"

Yun Hua frowned again and looked at Qi Ziheng. She didn't know what to say. After a long time, she said, "I said it. I really appreciate you from the bottom of my heart."

"I believe it." Qi Ziheng said, "you really thank me, but you also really hate me. Thanking me and hating me don't conflict, do they? "

Yun Hua clenched his fist, "you said so much, the wound doesn't hurt?"

"No pain." Qi Ziheng said with a smile, "it's not that you hurt your lung. If you talk at this volume, you won't affect the wound. It's just that your throat is dry and you want to drink water."

"Can I drink it?" Cloud painting asked.

"No, but moistening your lips is OK." Qi Ziheng said.

Yun Hua stares at him and calmly reaches out to ring the bell. He lives in such a senior ward and asks the nurse to give him some water to moisten his lips.

"What are you doing?" Qi Ziheng asked.

"Looking for a nurse, why aren't you lips?" There is no fluctuation in the sound of cloud painting.

The smile on Qi Ziheng's face completely disappeared, "cloud painting, the grace of life-saving, can't even let you feed me a little water."

"Nurses are professional." Cloud painting said lightly.

Qi Ziheng looked at her. After a long time, she pulled out a sarcastic smile: "I always don't understand. Did we know each other before?"

“……”

"I've recalled countless times whether I've seen you somewhere or when I've offended you? Otherwise, why do we "cloud painting, for the sake of saving your life, can you tell me the truth?"

Qi Ziheng finished and looked at the cloud painting quietly.

The cloud painting sitting on the wheelchair makes the whole person a little stiff.

Can she tell the truth? Obviously not. She can't tell the truth to anyone.

She didn't even want to tell herself the truth.

"There is predestination between people." The voice of cloud painting is very light and the speed of speech is very slow, just like thinking while speaking. "I don't think there's any predestination between you and me. There's no atmosphere of discord."

"The atmosphere is not in harmony?" Qi Ziheng sneered.

Cloud painting still said seriously: "yes, at least I think so. So, Qi Shao, I thank you very much for saving me. I really appreciate it from the bottom of my heart. If you need anything, I will repay you within my ability. But... "

"But what? But we'd better not have intersection? "

"Yes." Yun Hua nods.

"Oh Qi Ziheng was so angry that he did not turn his head. He breathed heavily, and his chest rose and fell sharply. It can be seen that his mood was also fluctuating violently.

Cloud painting can't tell what kind of psychology he is at the moment. It's very confusing.

She felt that she couldn't deal with Qi Ziheng.

The things of last life, mixed with this life, two seemingly different Qi Ziheng

Cloud painting in the bottom of my heart told myself, to be calm, to be very calm.

Why panic?

In any case, she and Qi Ziheng could not have any intersection.

What's more, in her last life, she was abandoned by the whole world and kicked into hell, so she saw a ray of false sunshine and seized it with all her life

And in this life, she is not the cloud painting with nothing.

She was mature enough, wise enough, and lucky enough.

So why bother with the last life?

Those entangled her for so many years of experience, those let her whole person in the haze of the experience, should be put aside!Cloud painting slowly raised his head and looked at Qi Ziheng. His eyes were calm and firm: "you saved me. I should repay you."

"Is it?" Qi Ziheng's tone is not very good.

Yunhua didn't care about him, and said to himself, "if you don't need my reward, I'll say thank you many times. That's all. If you need my reward, you can choose the money, you can make a price, as long as it is not particularly unreasonable, I will pay in a lump sum. "

"If you don't want money, you can ask me to do something for you if I can. As for what I can do This standard can only be measured by myself. There is no contract, only my own commitment. Even if I want to break the contract, you can't do anything about it. "

"So actually, choose money, so you don't have to worry about me breaking my contract. After all, with enough money, many problems can be solved easily. If I do something for you, it may not be equal to a certain amount of money. "

Cloud painting is very clear.

Qi Ziheng laughed. "You talk about it, but you want to buy out this life-saving grace with money. Cloud painting, how can you be so vulgar?"

"I'm just a layman."

"As I said, I didn't save you for your reward." Qi Ziheng said.

Yun Hua nodded, "are you sure you want to choose this option and do not need any reward from me?"

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