The little girl who prayed to Buddha

Chapter 351 Yan Sheng 6
I stretched my aching back and slowly packed up my things to go home.

When I woke up the next day, I repeated the previous work, day after day.

Two days passed and there was no message from Qin Yansheng. Yan Shuangshuang smiled helplessly.

You see, he really just treats himself as a younger sister. He cares about me when he remembers me, and he can cut off contact with me at any time when he doesn't remember me.

You are the only one who is serious and still has expectations for him!

Yan Shuangshuang despised herself fiercely, but fortunately she woke up in time and did not fall into it.

He doesn't like you, and I've already told you that you're his younger sister. If you're still attracted by his gentleness and domineering nature, then you're really stupid.

The work was temporarily done, and Yan Shuangshuang decided to decorate her studio and recycle some useless bottles.

Paint some nice patterns on it and it will become a beautiful vase.

Mix the paint and start painting.

Yan Shuangshuang was very serious and focused on the bottle. As soon as she drew an outline, she felt a sharp pain in her stomach like a needle.

The pain came suddenly and violently, his face turned extremely pale, his body hunched over involuntarily, and big drops of sweat fell from his forehead.

Because it was so painful, the paintbrush in her hand was deformed by her pinch, and her body gradually became weak. The moment she fell from the stool, she knocked over the vase, which fell to the ground and shattered into pieces.

Yan Shuangshuang thought that the pain would last for a long time, long enough for her to pass out.

But in fact, it only lasted a few minutes. The pain came and went quickly, and soon she had the strength to stand up.

The moment just now seemed as unreal as a dream, and only the broken vase reminded her that it was all real.

Yan Shuangshuang touched her stomach in confusion. Could it be that she was really sick?

Then I thought about it and realized that it had only been more than two months since my last physical examination, and I felt that I might be overthinking it.

Most likely, it has not eaten on time in the past two days, so it is having a conflict with itself.

He took the broom and started to pick up the large pieces of vase debris, but accidentally cut his hand.

Blood flowed from her palm and she rolled her eyes in pain.

"Why am I so unlucky today?" Yan Shuangshuang frowned and went to find gauze. The mobile phone on the table happened to light up, and the three words "Brother Qin" on it were particularly clear.

I found a piece of gauze to bandage my hand casually and continued to clean up the debris. I was no longer in the mood to continue painting.

Qin Yansheng performed surgery for two consecutive days and had almost no time to sleep. He sent her a text message as soon as he came out of the operating room, but there was no response for a long time.

After staring at the phone for a long time, I called worriedly.

Still no one answered.

Qin Yansheng was shocked, and the scene in his dream rushed into his mind. Before he had time to think about it, he had already changed his clothes and ran out of the hospital.

His hands gripped the steering wheel tightly, veins popping out on the back of his hands. Dr. Qin, who was always calm, felt scared for the first time.

Praying that nothing happens to her.

Knowing that she was in the studio at this time, I drove directly to the studio.

The moment he opened the door and saw her, Qin Yansheng felt a chill in his feet and his face changed completely.

"Both!"

He took a few steps with his long legs and ran to her side. The smell of blood stimulated his senses, making him notice the blood-soaked gauze on her hand and her... unconscious appearance.

“Shuangshuang…”

Qin Yansheng's lips trembled, his eyes were filled with fear, and he murmured her name.

I pushed her carefully, afraid of disturbing her.

Or maybe you just can't believe that the thing you've always feared has come true.

He clearly remembered that in his dream, Yan Shuangshuang was lying on the hospital bed. He watched helplessly as her breathing gradually decreased and her electrocardiogram gradually became flat...

Regardless of whether this incident really happened or not, he would never let it happen again!

(End of this chapter)