Young Master Mo, Are You Done Kissing? Chapter 1587 - You Are My Little Love Song (154)

Chapter 1587: You Are My Little Love Song (154)

Qin Siting had stayed in Japan for seven days. Every night before he slept, he would call Shi Niange. In the day, when she missed him, she would reply to his ssages as soon as possible. Although they had suddenly been separated for so many days, at least the mory of that night allowed Shi Niange to recover for several days. Then, with Qin Siting maintaining contact every day, Shi Niange’s heart was not too empty. Furthermore, the clinic was really too busy, so she was too busy to think about anything else.

That night, it was... it was her first ti.

In short, at the beginning, she was so brave and daring to pounce on her male idol. In the end, she laid in a miserable state for an entire day. She felt as though she was going to be crippled.

Afterward, when he asured her temperature, he found that she was still above 38.2 degrees Celsius. Although it had decreased slightly, it was still a fever. He watched as she drank the fever dicine and patted her to coax her to continue sleeping.

In any case, she had slept for a long ti. Afterward, she laid on the bed. It was rare for her to act spoiled, saying that she was in pain here and there. The two of them did not go to the clinic that day and rested at ho. Qin Siting took care of her for the whole day. The dishes he prepared were all brought back to the room to feed her.

However, the pain she felt at that ti was really painful. Everyone said that the first ti was very painful, but she heard that so people didn’t feel pain. She thought she was the latter, but she didn’t expect that the pain was so painful that she almost cried that night. She endured it and didn’t cry. At that ti, Qin Siting felt the tension in her body and tried to relax.

But it still hurt.

Who said it didn’t hurt?

So, although so people appeared gentle on the surface, they were actually... ahem.

She blushed at the thought.

“Little sister, you still have my dicine in your hand. If you don’t give an injection, why are you standing there blushing?” A little boy who was about fourteen or fifteen years old held the PSP ga console in one hand and had his other hand raised in her direction for a long ti, waiting for her to give him an injection.

Shi Niange quickly returned to herself and smiled awkwardly at the child. She lowered her head to look at the dicine bottle in her hand. After confirming the dicine and the child’s na, she carefully inserted a needle into his hand and turned to continue working.

Shi Niange was so busy in the clinic that she was dizzy. She heard from the old doctor that before and after the Spring Festival every year, there would be more people in the hospital than usual. Many of them would be busy for a year before returning ho. Then, they would be brought to the clinic for a checkup by their relatives. Furthermore, because of the weather, there were too many patients who caught a cold. It was the sa in the small clinics. The large hospitals were even more crowded. If they wanted to be doctors, it would be normal in the future. They had to get used to it early.

Her ability to accept it was still all right. Furthermore, studying dicine was her goal. She was not afraid of suffering or exhaustion.

However, she always felt that she had dragged Qin Siting, who should have been standing in the lilight, into the dical industry. She felt that she had committed a grave sin.

At night, when she returned ho, she finally called Auntie Xiang over when Qin Siting was not around. Auntie Xiang even asked her curiously what she had been eating recently. She originally thought that she had been staying on campus and did not co back to stay. In the end, she was called over today. When she ca in to clean, she found that there were traces of people staying. She even asked if she ate takeaway every day.

Shi Niange chuckled and did not tell her.

If it weren’t for the fact that she had been too busy and tired in the clinic, she really wanted to go into the kitchen to learn how to cook from Auntie Xiang. For example, she really wanted to learn how to cook onion oil noodles.

But she didn’t know if she could cook as well as Qin Siting.

After the al, Auntie Xiang packed up and left.

Shi Niange was so tired that she didn’t even want to shower. However, she had been in the clinic for an entire day. She couldn’t lie down without showering. She went into the bathroom and took a long bath. When she ca out, she blew her hair while looking at her phone. Every day, Qin Siting would probably call her after this ti. It was past eight. His earliest call was at eight. The latest call was at nine-thirty. There was only an hour of ti difference between Japan and China. What ti was it over there?

She lowered her head to look at the ti, wondering if he would call now or later. Suddenly, her phone rang.

The caller was not Qin Siting.

It was a number from the United States.

She quickly turned off the hairdryer and answered the call.

She originally thought that it was her mother who called, but the person on the other end of the line was not her. After hearing the contents of the phone word by word, Shi Niange felt as though a needle had pierced through her heart.

It was as though her entire body had fallen into an ice cave. From the top of her head to the bottom of her feet, her head instantly felt heavy as though it was filled with lead. She slowly put down her phone and looked at herself in the mirror. It was only when her vision beca increasingly blurry and hot tears suddenly fell that she seed to wake up from a dream and was startled awake.

She abruptly raised her hand to look at the phone that had yet to be hung up. This ant that everything was real and not a nightmare.

...

At Hai City Airport. Shi Niange booked an ergency flight ticket. Thankfully, the flight from Hai City to the United States still had a few remaining tickets. When she arrived at the airport, she took the boarding pass and passed through customs to enter the security check. Along the way, her mind was sowhat numb. There was only a voice urging her to hurry to Los Angeles. Hurry, go see Mom. Hurry.

When she boarded the plane, the radio reminded her to turn off her phone. She picked up her phone to take a look and silently turned it off. Then she turned to look at the night sky outside. Her heart was hanging heavily.

...

More than ten hours later, the plane landed in Los Angeles.

At a hospital in Los Angeles.

Shi Niange rushed over after getting out of the car. She twisted her ankle and couldn’t care less about the pain. She frantically pressed the elevator button. Without waiting for the elevator to stop, she rushed into the crowd and ran crazily in the quiet hospital corridor. She saw the figures of the Shi family’s relatives at the end of the corridor. She heard the doctor’s voice faintly. “They were in a car accident and are in poor condition. The man in the driver’s seat was the least injured, but his right leg is difficult to keep. In the future, he will have to rely on a wheelchair to walk. As for the lady...”

Shi Niange’s head rang loudly. She rushed over and held the doctor’s arm, asking, “How is it? How’s my mother? Wasn’t she already in the ergency room last night? She hasn’t co out yet?”

Seeing the young lady who suddenly ran over, the doctor was stunned for a mont. He then looked at her seriously and continued, “That lady was sitting in the front passenger seat. The area where the car was badly deford was there.”