"Okay."
When Qin Miaomiao was wheeled out, she was still relatively clear-headed. But the mont she saw Lu Qing, for so reason, her eyes suddenly reddened.
Lu Qing’s heart instantly tightened with pain. He stepped forward in a few quick strides, took her hand, and personally escorted her to the VIP ward.
Qin Miaomiao kept rubbing her eyes. Her eyelashes had fallen into her eye—so annoying, it hurt like hell, even tears kept streaming down.
To Lu Qing, however, it looked like she was in pain and had been wronged. He had always been unable to bear seeing a woman cry.
Especially when it was his woman.
"What’s wrong? Where does it hurt?"
Qin Miaomiao blinked her eyes, making the tears flow even more, but she didn’t say anything, just quietly looked at him like that.
In truth... Damn eyelashes. They still hadn’t co out, irritating her enough to keep shedding tears. How could she even explain sothing like this?
Lu Qing grew more and more anxious, yelling imdiately:
"Where’s the doctor? Get the doctor here now!"
The young nurse, terrified, hurried off to call the doctor. The doctor rushed over imdiately—even the hospital director had to treat him with absolute respect. Standing outside the ward, the small doctor wouldn’t dare slack off and carefully stepped forward to examine her.
After a while.
"Um, Young Master Lu, the patient’s condition is quite stable. There’s really no..."
Lu Qing shot him a sharp look that made him swallow the rest of his words.
At this point, Qin Miaomiao finally spoke:
"Lu Qing."
"I’m here. What’s wrong? Where exactly do you feel uncomfortable?"
"My eye, an eyelash fell in. It hurts."
Her soft, kitten-like voice made even Lu Qing’s tone gentler as he asked in a low voice:
"Which side? Left eye or right eye?"
"Right... right eye."
He leaned in closer, gently lifting her right eyelid. He found the offending eyelash but couldn’t use his fingers to remove it. She was in so much discomfort that tears kept streaming down, clearly showing how painful it was.
His deep, magnetic voice rang out:
"It’s done."
She finally felt relieved and blinked again. Sure enough, it felt much better now.
The doctor and nurse, who had just been force-fed a mouthful of dog food...
Hmm, were respectfully ushered out the door by Han Shu. During monts of intimacy between Young Master Lu and his wife, no one was allowed to interrupt.
This ti, Lu Qing had no other motives. He carefully helped her lie down, asking tenderly:
"Does it still hurt?"
"No, it doesn’t anymore."
"Was it Lu Lu who pushed you?"
Qin Miaomiao hesitated for a mont before replying:
"If I say she did, will you believe ?"
He gazed deeply into her eyes. In his well-like, dark pupils, her reflection was clearly visible. He said:
"If you say so, I’ll believe you."
Qin Miaomiao instinctively asked:
"Why? Aren’t you afraid I might be using the injury to play a trick and fra her? What about her? Was she hurt?"
Lu Qing’s lips curved slightly into a smile. When this man smiled, it was so dangerously attractive—wasn’t this just criminal?
"You wouldn’t need to. Falling from stairs that high, not ending up disabled is already a stroke of luck. Moreover, you subconsciously protected Lu Lu; otherwise, she wouldn’t have gotten away with just a minor injury."
Qin Miaomiao stiffened. She had been completely seen through. When falling down the stairs, she had instinctively shielded Lu Lu. Perhaps it was her damn softheartedness at work.
Lu Qing saw the look on her face and knew his guess was correct. He was quite satisfied—her heart was softer than he expected.
"I... I’m not as good as you think I am." Honestly, if Lu Lu hadn’t grabbed her, she wouldn’t have fallen together with her. She was soone who held grudges, but at the final mont, ended up being softhearted again.
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