"Oh, it doesn't matter. It's just a disease. We'll get better if we take the medicine on time according to the doctor."

"妧 妧, you must take your medicine on time, or your disease will become more and more serious."

"Oh, the doctor said you should take more medicine, but don't worry. As long as you take medicine, your condition will be controlled."

……

In the coma, Qiao Yun heard many words, all saying that she was ill and reminding her to take medicine on time, again and again

The sound seems to be Qiao Minmin's.

Is she ill? What's the disease

Joe's eyelashes trembled, his eyelids moved, and then slowly opened his eyes.

"Wake up! Joe, you're awake! I'm scared to death!" Lin Yaoyao came with a happy voice of crying.

Joe felt some flowers in front of her. She frowned and blinked hard. Her head was dizzy.

Soon a doctor came to examine her and asked her about her.

"The patient has a slight concussion. It should be OK to have a rest for a period of time..." the doctor and Zhan Nanting said in Japanese, but Qiao fully understood.

It turns out that Joe's brain is very useful. He has only lived for 18 years, but he has quite a lot of skills.

It's like learning God's constitution.

The doctor left the ward with the nurse. Zhan Nanting came and sat down beside the hospital bed. Lin Yaoyao, who was very jealous, consciously left the ward and didn't make a bright light bulb.

There were only two people left in the ward, Qiao Yu and Zhan Nanting.

"Are you dizzy badly?" Zhan Nanting asked softly.

Qiao Zhen promised that this was the softest tone Zhan Nanting had ever heard.

And the way he looks at himself now.

The same tenderness made her trance.

She suspected that she was the sequelae of concussion and added a filter.

"If you don't want to talk, close your eyes and continue to rest. I'm here with you." Zhan Nanting said again.

Joe smiled.

She said, "I just didn't react for a moment. This slight concussion is not very uncomfortable. It's just a little dizzy. It's almost like carsickness."

"That's good, but still have a good rest." Zhan Nanting said seriously.

Joe nodded and said, "I don't want to lie down. I want to sit up."

"OK."

Zhan Nanting adjusted the height of the hospital bed according to Qiao's instructions and put a pillow behind Qiao so that she could sit more comfortably.

Joe said with a smile, "I can't see that you can take care of people."

"Grandma taught me."

"Did grandma teach you how to peel apples?" she usually peels apples when she looks after patients in TV dramas.

Although she now has a slight concussion, in short, she hit her head and is not a patient.

But I don't mind eating an apple.

Zhan Nanting looked at her bright eyes and seemed to really want to eat apples.

"No, but I can try," he said.

Joe immediately nodded and said, "OK, OK, you try. I'm willing to be a mouse for you."

She suffered the same loss.

Zhan Nanting's cold face showed helplessness and got up and went out to buy apples.

Qiao Zhen smiled and watched Zhan Nanting out of the ward. Then her face sank.

When he was in a coma, those words are very clear now. It should not be a dream, but this is part of Joe's memory.

But this seems completely unreasonable.

If Qiao Zhen really has a disease that can only be controlled by taking medicine, she hasn't taken medicine for a month. She can't have nothing at all. She should have worsened her condition and sent to the hospital.

But if he is not ill, why does Qiao Minmin remind Qiao to take his medicine on time? He also said that his condition is more serious and increased the dosage.

also.

She suddenly remembered that she had seen the group photos with Grandpa Joe in her notebook the day she left the hospital. She was too sad and fainted. Before she fainted, she subconsciously said the word "medicine".

Combined, Qiao Zhen is really likely to be ill and need to take medicine

Why don't she have a full physical examination?

Qiao Zhen was thinking so, and Zhan Nanting came back.

He got a huge red apple and a fruit knife from somewhere.

"Don't tell me there are still apples in this hospital?"

"I bought it in the next ward."

"..." you deserve to be president Zhan.

Zhan Nanting really peeled the apple for the first time, and Qiao Yun saw it.

The raw and careful action was very cruel. It was peeling, but the flesh was more and more.

An apple as big as Mingming had shrunk several times in Qiao's hand.

"It doesn't affect the taste." Zhan Nanting said very seriously.

Joe nodded. Yes, you're right. No amount of meat will affect the taste of the apple.

She took a bite from Katz.

"Well, sweet."

"Do you want more?" Zhan Nanting asked Joe with a fruit knife in his hand.

Joe felt her neck a little cold. She chewed the apple and shook her head.

Zhan Nanting went to wash the fruit knife and returned it to the next ward. When he came back, he took another look at the oversized orange in his hand.

"Bought it next door again?"

"No, it's not." Zhan Nanting sat down and peeled the orange peel gracefully.

Joe is still eating apples. She said curiously, "why do you give it to me? I don't think you look handsome?" she laughed jokingly.

"Next door is a newly married couple on their honeymoon. I said my fiancee was injured, and the lady gave me an orange."

Joe nodded his head and lowered his eyes. His fiancee, she is not Joe, not his fiancee.

After all, she doesn't even know what's wrong with Joe, does she?

She is just a lonely soul who occupies this body

Joe's sudden depression made Zhan Nanting peel oranges. He looked at Joe.

Look serious.

"Joe, do you want to divorce me?"

Qiao Zhen's thoughts were suddenly interrupted by his words. She looked up and looked at Zhan Nanting.

"Do you want to?" Zhan Nanting asked again.

He fixed his eyes on her. If he could see her soul through the external skin bag, he would torture her soul.

Joe was seen as very uncomfortable.

She squeezed the apple in her hand and bit it.

"Well," she nodded, and then dared not look at him again.

Whether he is angry, sad, or indifferent, she doesn't want to see it.

The apple in Joe's mouth suddenly became not sweet.

insipid.

Time seems to be stretched infinitely, and every second becomes so long.

Joe felt that the atmosphere was so depressed that he was already regretting it.

It's too much to eat the apple he cut and say you want to divorce him, isn't it?

But isn't it because she is his fiancee that he is good to her now? Is he responsible for her?

If it was an ordinary Gu Yu who was as high as him in front of him, he wouldn't even look at her at all.

"No." Zhan Nanting suddenly said coldly.

Joe looked up in a daze.

"Quit marriage, I said no."

Zhan Nanting took off a piece of orange and handed it to Qiao Peng. The orange was cool.

Joe's heart is warming up.

She knows she's contradictory now, but she can't control it.

"Joe, this engagement was made by your grandfather and my grandfather. If you want to withdraw, don't tell me, tell them, as long as they agree, I have no objection."

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