Lu Qing followed ng Yan to the intensive care unit, took off his mask, and looked at the hesitant ng Yan with suspicion: "What, weren’t you giving signals to follow you out?"
"Lu Qing, what I’m about to tell you, you can choose to tell Qin Miaomiao, or you can choose not to tell her. Knowing one minute later ans one more minute of hope for her."
ng Yan’s tone sounded very pessimistic, and Lu Qing had a bad premonition. He had no idea what else he didn’t know, and he stared at ng Yan, frowning.
"The doctor just told that Rong Lan has a very serious heart disease. He has been receiving treatnt all along, and if it weren’t for filming the movie, he’d still be in the hospital receiving treatnt. At that ti, he was the one who found , saying he wanted to play the male lead in ’Secret Number Six’. When I asked him why, he only said he really liked the movie’s script."
Lu Qing heard ng Yan pause, and his palms were sweating.
ng Yan continued, "If it weren’t for the kidnapping incident today, I’d still be in the dark. Not to ntion that Rong Lan and I are friends. If Qin Miaomiao finds out, she’ll definitely bla herself for a lifeti."
"What exactly are you trying to say?"
ng Yan sighed, "Just now, when you weren’t there, I asked the doctor about Rong Lan’s condition. The doctor said that originally his health was poor; if he stayed quietly in the hospital for treatnt, he could have lived for another three months. But now whether he can make it or not is uncertain, Rong Lan’s chances are slim."
Lu Qing suddenly froze, and disbelief caused him to shout, "What did you say?"
ng Yan’s words thoroughly unsettled Lu Qing’s heart. He hadn’t expected Rong Lan’s health to have reached such a hopeless state. A three-month life expectancy, not even sure if he could hold on. The first person he thought of after hearing these words was his beloved Qin Miaomiao.
"I know you’re worried that Qin Miaomiao will bla herself for a lifeti, but we need to be ntally prepared. In case Rong Lan can’t hold on, you have to be ready with a plan."
The words once again rattled Lu Qing. He had never cared about anyone around him, except for family, his lover, and children. He hadn’t expected to worry now that Rong Lan might not pull through, worry that he might not survive.
"If Rong Lan, he, he... Miao Miao will definitely bla herself for a lifeti."
The person Lu Qing was most worried about was Qin Miaomiao, seeing her always blaming herself. She was a person with a great sense of responsibility, and this ti it was also Rong Lan who sacrificed himself to let her escape first. It was equivalent to putting himself in danger and giving the way out to Qin Miaomiao, such a favor is comparable to a life-saving grace.
"How can she bear it, how can she."
ng Yan looked at Lu Qing’s eyes reddening with worry for Qin Miaomiao, his whole body sitting weightlessly on the chair, hands buried deep in his hair, lowering his head in discomfort.
"Lu Qing, you can’t fall as well. Even if there’s only a one percent chance, we can’t give up."
ng Yan’s eyes were filled with trepidation, his concern no less than Lu Qing’s for Qin Miaomiao. At this mont, he only hoped Heaven wouldn’t be too cruel.
Qin Miaomiao stared blankly at Rong Lan, pursing her lips, wiping away tears from the corners of her eyes, suddenly giving an awkward, bitter smile: "Sorry to let you see in such a disgraceful state. I’m usually not so prone to crying... Rong Lan, I’m not worth you doing this for . You know clearly that I can’t reciprocate your feelings, are you trying to make owe you for a lifeti?"
Qin Miao’s voice was halting, and she wished Rong Lan would suddenly open his eyes because of her shouting. Although she knew the chances were slim, she still hoped Rong Lan could wake up sooner.
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