High cold male god, sweet and warm

Chapter 1545

Of course, there was no solo success in the end. A lollipop from Young Master Yang diverted all the young man's attention, and saved Young Master Ye by the way.

After school was over on time at four o'clock in the afternoon, Lin Zhaoxia and Yang Moyan drove directly to the hospital.

When he arrived at the entrance of the hospital, he sent a message to Qingyan, and after learning about the floor of the ward, he hurried up.

They are standing at the door of the ward and asking about the situation as Mo Ya's attending doctor.

It was probably the first time for the attending doctor to see such a strange situation. She shook her head and said, "Her body functions and everything are normal. Why is she in a coma and hasn't woken up yet? I have already reported this matter to other experts. After seeing such a strange situation, those experts will come over in two days for research and discussion, please stay calm."

Qingyan's lips were a little pale. She had stayed with Mo Ya all night without sleep, and she was afraid that something unexpected would happen in the middle. She would hear what the attending doctor said. She pursed her lips, thought for a while, and finally spit out a sentence : "Could it be... related to some psychological symptoms?"

The attending doctor was slightly startled, and then smiled: "This matter needs further examination. If you have any other observed symptoms, you can tell them."

Qingyan paused, her lips moved, and finally she closed her eyes.

She didn't say.

This matter is of great importance, and she dare not easily tell anyone she is not familiar with.

She shook her head at the attending doctor, "It's okay, I'll trouble you."

The attending doctor shook his head: "This is what we should do."

Then she turned and left, Qingyan leaned against the wall alone for a while, before turning around and going back to the ward.

The Qing's and his wife are busy with some work handovers these days, so Qingyan has not informed them of Mo Ya's return.

She should also be thankful that she hasn't told them about this matter, otherwise they will be distracted and worried again.

Qingyan's thoughts were unusually heavy, and sometimes she even thought, why didn't this matter happen to her?

Mo Ya is still so young.

The bond of affection between the two is very heavy, and Mo Ya almost watched her grow up with admiration.

Since Mo Ya was three years old, she has been by the seven-year-old Qingyan's side.

Qingyan's hand holding the door was almost powerless, she closed her eyes, pressed her forehead against the door, took a final deep breath, and was about to open the door, when a familiar voice suddenly came from behind— —

"Awful face."

He paused slightly.

She didn't sleep all night, and she was a little slow to react. She was stunned for two or three seconds before she finally realized that it was her who was calling. The boy and Yang Moyan who walked slowly towards her.

Until the delicate and unparalleled young man stood in front of her, Qingyan was stunned again.

Then I felt someone's hand shaking in front of me.

Qingyan's exquisite brows were slightly frowned, and she raised her hand to grab the other's wrist, and a clear and somewhat ruffian voice came from next to her ear: "Lin Zhaoxia is very handsome for all to see, but Vice President Qing stared at her in a daze, But it’s easy to get people’s imaginations…”

Qingyan smiled lightly, and raised the corners of her lips: "Lin Zhaoxia, you have thick skin again."

"Naturally, how can you be called Lin Zhaoxia if you are not thick-skinned?" Lin Zhaoxia raised her eyebrows proudly.

The heaviness in her heart seemed to disappear in an instant, and the young man's jokes made Qingyan feel a lot more relaxed.

(End of this chapter)