Fast Travel: Strategies and Counter-Strikes

Chapter 201

"Doctor Shen, tell me...how long can I live?" Ming Hua sat on the flower bed in the courtyard of the hospital, raised her head slightly, and stared at Shen Jin in the backlight, her lips turning pale.

Shen Jin lowered her head and looked down at her. The broken body supported by medicine all the year round made her look extremely haggard, and she didn't have the slightest anger that she should have at this age.

"Don't worry, you will live a long time." Shen Jin said softly.

"Is it like the tortoise raised by my great-grandfather? Hahaha, don't comfort me." Ming Hua smiled while talking, but the smile on the corner of his mouth was particularly bitter.

Doesn't she know how long she can live better than others?
Breathing feels more and more painful, and she can't experience ordinary life at all. She takes medicine and even eats more than food. Recently, it becomes more and more difficult to sleep late at night.

It seems that death is not so painful.

"No, I never comfort people." Shen Jin said, slowly squatting down, keeping her gaze level with Ming Hua's, with a gleam in her eyes, "Will you believe me?"

Ming Hua looked away, she didn't know what to say.

She has a gentle personality by nature, but she doesn't trust Shen Jin that much in her bones. So many famous doctors at home and abroad are helpless, how can she take good care of her frail body?

Shen Jin didn't seem to want to avoid this topic, she stretched out her hand to hold her cheek, met those melancholy and lifeless eyes, "Listen, you will be fine, I swear with everything I have, you will be healthy .”

At that time, Minghua would not be the same as it is now, and asked Shen Jin why she swore.

Perhaps for Ming Hua, who was extremely desperate at that time, she was willing to believe even if it was a false lie.

The warmth from the palm of her hand spread to her icy cheeks, Ming Hua froze for a moment, then smiled gratefully, with tears welling up in her eyes.

"real……?"

"Well, really." Shen Jin solemnly affirmed.

"...Then, do I want to do something...I..." Ming Hua was a little at a loss.

Shen Jin let go of his hands, his voice was gentle, like the ding-dong of spring water, echoing in his ears, he shook his head, "No, nothing, you just need to cooperate with me like this."

"yes?"

Shen Jin looked at her reddish nose, stood up with her numb body, reached out and rubbed the top of her hair, and said, "Well, that's it."

Is that all right?

Ming Hua was a little flattered, she looked up at Shen Jin who was shrouded in light against the backlight, it was rare to see her silent heart beating a few times involuntarily, the air was so thin that she felt suffocated for a moment.

"Doctor Shen, I feel a little uncomfortable."

Shen Jin was startled for a moment, then asked nervously, "Are you okay? It's uncomfortable... tell me now what it feels like?"

"I don't know, my chest is tight..." Ming Hua clutched her chest and slowly lowered her head.

At that time, she seemed to be about thirteen or fourteen years old. After experiencing the death of her parents, she was overwhelmed by the huge responsibility. She seemed to understand nothing, how she felt about Shen Jin at that time, but Shen Jin already knew it.

Favorability increased by twenty points.

From the very beginning, Qi Yuan completely lost in the choice of identity. What Minghua needed was not a seemingly perfect lover, but a hope of living. Whoever gave it to her, then the balance of her feelings would be tilted to the top. who leans.

As it should be, for Ming Hua, Shen Jin gradually escaped from the scope of the attending physician. She began to care about him, which nurse he was partnering with today, how good-looking she was, and sometimes she felt wronged and took care of herself. Looking at the mirror, thinking that she is obviously very good-looking, if she can be healthier... she will look better without having to look so haggard every day.

(End of this chapter)