Qiao Jin nodded and said nothing.

Huo Ling was actually quite strange.

Miss Qiao was in a coma for two months, but she couldn't find anything in medicine. Now she woke up and looked like a normal person, as if she had just had a sleep.

This is a very incredible situation. Many experts also came to see Ms. Qiao's health and said there was no problem.

Very healthy, completely a normal sleeping person.

It's winter now, and the Chinese New Year will be coming in a few days. Qiao Jin came out wearing a thin hospital gown, and he could still feel the bone-to-bone coldness when the wind blew.

Before she could see a familiar voice coming from the corridor.

She has a slender and tall figure as beautiful as a bamboo, and her whole body seems to be walking with a layer of gentle light. She is wearing a black fur-collar coat, which makes her look a bit more somber.

It seems that I haven't seen each other for two months, and what happened to Qiao Jin made him no longer as gentle as that.

When I saw Qiao Jinshi, I still had a familiar gentle smile, and the joy in my eyes could not be false: "Xiao Jin."

He walked over and was a little disobedient, and hugged Qiao Jin.

She was obviously tall and looked a little petite when he hugged her. When she snuggled into his arms, she looked calm and just blinked.

There was still a familiar smell in her arms. When she raised her head, she saw the other party's deep eyes: "Why, I don't seem to recognize me anymore?"

He was joking gently, and Qiao Jin nodded: "After all, I've been in a coma for two months."

"I thought you had lost your memory."

Song Yanqing touched her head, "Just remember me."

His gentle appearance made the medical staff beside him look at him, feeling that he didn't even have enough dog food.

Huo Ling looked at her even more pink bubbles, and her envious expression could not be concealed.

Who doesn’t want to be hugged by such a noble and elegant handsome boyfriend? His gentleness is only directed at you, and treats you like a treasure in this world.

Qiao Jin looked up at him and asked casually: "Why don't you come and guard me?"

"Of course I'll keep it." Song Yanqing still gently touched her head: "I come to see you every day. I will come here when I have time. I'm so afraid that you can't wake up. What should I do then? I don't know where you are..." His words lowered his voice to avoid being heard by others: "Do you still remember what you encountered?"

Qiao Jin shook his head.

Song Yanqing said gently: "It doesn't matter if you can't remember it. Sooner or later, you will remember it. Just like you said, let it go."

Qiao Jin finally curled the corners of his lips and smiled: "Yes."

She said: "It's been a lot of things lately, you seem to have lost weight."

“It’s a little too much.”

A trace of fatigue appeared between Song Yanqing's eyebrows, "I thought about you and found traces of Mo Huan abroad."

"Mo Huan?"

Qiao Jin and Song Yanqing simply entered the ward to chat. Qiao Fei was still helping Qiao Jin peel fruits. She rarely did this kind of thing and was a little unskilled. When Qiao Jin came in, she happened to hit her finger and immediately said "ah" and burst into tears.

Qiao Jin looked at it and sighed slightly: "Fefei, don't force it if you don't know."

"I can't do it!"

She was not convinced: "Why can't I just peel the fruit? I just haven't peeled it for a long time. It's all your fault for being spoiled by your uncle. I've spoiled me so much."

Qiao Jin: "…"

Qiao Fei is indeed right in this ability to blame the blame.
Chapter completed!