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Chapter 394

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"Does this Qin Yi have a death wish?"

Xie Qingyan was also scrolling through her phone with Yunxiao. For such a post to appear on Weibo at this time, it was obvious who was the one behind it.

Xie Ching-yan sneered and closed her Weibo. She did not care about this issue at all.

Did they think that they would be afraid of this kind of Weibo?

They did not want to cause any trouble for their sweetheart. That was why they kept such a low profile. Otherwise …

She would have directly asked Yunxiao to give the car to their sweetheart in front of Zhanli River.

He bought her sweetheart's marriage with just a hundred million dollars. She wanted to show the Zhan family that they were a priceless treasure. Just a random car was worth a hundred million dollars.

In the hospital, Jing Qian waited for Zhanli River to fall asleep before he curled up on the sofa beside him.

This surgery had used up a lot more energy than the massage and acupuncture she had done for Zhanli River. That was why she did not dare to do it at first. Instead, she waited for almost a month.

After this surgery, she had basically used up all the energy in her body.

Although she still had the magical spring water to replenish her energy, Jing Qian was really sleepy at this moment. He fell asleep very quickly and did not even know that there was a storm on Weibo.

Zhanli River slept before Jing Qian. However, his sleep had always been short. Coupled with the throbbing pain in his spine, he only slept for about an hour before he woke up.

As soon as he opened his eyes, Zhanli River saw Master Zhan.

Jing Qian had helped him change the direction so that he could lie down and watch over Master Zhan. He could see Master Zhan as soon as he opened his eyes.

Looking at how Master Zhan's complexion had gotten better, Zhan Lichuan's anxious heart finally calmed down.

Seeing that Master Zhan was fine, Zhanli River instinctively turned around to look for Jing Qian.

When he turned around, he saw that Jing Qian was curled up on the sofa. Zhanli River's heart sank.

She had performed two surgeries today, one for him and the other for Grandpa.

One was to make a patient with high paraplegia recover quickly without leaving any disability, and the other was to make his grandfather, who had been given a notice of critical illness, recover.

Even the hospital director and Professor Hong Lu could not perform two surgeries, but she did.

She was supposed to have a good rest, but because of him, she actually found a random place to sleep.

Zhanli River slowly got up and got off the bed. He picked up the pillow on the bed and walked over to Jing Qian. She was curled up like a cat, her neck hanging off the arm of the sofa. She must be uncomfortable.

Thus, Zhanli River carefully bent down and reached out to support Jing Qian's neck and shoulders with his large hands. At the same time, he placed the pillow where she had been leaning on earlier.

Jing Qian's nap could be considered a deep sleep because she was too tired.

However, she still knew that someone was messing with her head.

She wanted to open her eyes, but when she smelled the familiar and reassuring scent on Master Zhan's body and leaned her head against the soft and warm pillow, her sleepiness finally prevailed and she bravely opened her eyes.

She only twisted a little and quickly found a more comfortable position. Then, she fell into a deep sleep again.

Zhanli River was afraid that he would wake her up, but when he saw that she only moved a little and went back to sleep, his heart ached uncontrollably.

Then, he carried a thin blanket and covered Jing Qian with it.

Although the temperature in the ICU was constant, he was afraid that her immune system would deteriorate and she would catch a cold.

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