Killer whale sister is three and a half years old

Song Silin hurriedly stepped forward to support Mrs. Qin, and spoke to her very gently.

"Auntie, I will arrange for someone to take you back. Licheng is here, and Changchuan is also on the way here. You should go back and have a good rest."

"If you fall ill, how much will you blame yourself when you wake up?"

The old lady Qin felt sorry for her precious granddaughter, but she also knew that the boy from the Song family was telling the truth.

If Yingying woke up and found out that she had fallen ill, Yingying's naive temper would definitely blame herself to death.

The old lady Qin took a breath: "Okay, I'll go back first."

"By the way, don't tell Yihan about the sudden coma. He just left to go to country W to meet the Wei family. He will be fine. Don't let him be distracted."

Song Silin nodded: "Don't worry, Auntie."

Old Madam Qin's words had already been said by Li Cheng, and Song Silin also knew that the Wei family was not the Murong family they used to be, so they were not so easy to deal with, so this time everyone went out of their way and didn't tell Qin Yihan.

Not only did he not tell him, but also the children of the Qin family who were outside didn't know.

And the Qin family who knew about it were asked to keep their mouths shut.

When Song Silin sent old lady Qin in, Qin Yingying had stopped making noise.

"Licheng, oh..."

Seeing the two scratches on Yan Licheng's face, Song Silin froze, a little surprised.

"Did you catch it?"

Yan Licheng didn't feel that he was being caught at all, but frowned.

"I don't know what nightmare I had, I was so emotional."

This Song Silin didn't reply.

"I'm going to get the iodophor swab, and you can disinfect it."

Yan Licheng didn't say a word, looking at Qin Yingying's eyes with pain and anxiety.

Uncle Song, Uncle Qin and Chang Chuan knew that Yingying's body was special. Their grandparents were old, and they didn't dare to mention Yingying's situation at all.

They believe that grandparents can accept the specialness of Yingying, but can grandparents accept the unknown danger that Yingying will face as an experimental subject?

Yingying has been in good health all these years, so they are very at ease, but no one dares to be careless, so Uncle Qin arranged six more bodyguards for Yingying, and they also increased the funds and contacts of Uncle Song's laboratory. I hope to have good news before I become an adult.

but.

Even now that Yingying suddenly fell into a coma, Uncle Song said that he was only 40.00% sure.

This is already the answer given by the world's top authoritative doctors.

Yan Licheng touched his soft and tender face, as if his heart was being held so tightly that he couldn't breathe.

The door of the ward was pushed open, and Mo Changchuan, who was on crutches, appeared at the door of the ward. When he saw Yingying lying on the hospital bed, his expression froze, and he even forgot the crutch in his hand and rushed over.

"Hey!"

The news of the Qin family was kept very tight, especially from Mo Changchuan.

After all, Mrs. Zhang had just left, and Mo Changchuan was depressed for a while.

It was just about to get engaged to Yingying, and it turned out...

"Chang Chuan, you..."

Song Silin frowned into the word Chuan, and Mo Changchuan had already arrived at the hospital bed.

Because he suddenly threw off the crutches and suffered a lot of force on his legs, he suffered a second injury to his broken leg due to Shou Ling, and now his face turned pale from the pain.

Mo Changchuan took a quick look at Song Silin: "Uncle Song, I'm fine, I know what's going on."

Before Song Silin could speak, Mo Changchuan's throat moved and his voice became hoarse.

"Uncle Song, Li Cheng, I know that you are hiding it from me for my own good, but I am not as fragile as you think."

Song Silin opened his mouth, not knowing what to say for a moment.

Yan Licheng walked over to pick up the crutches on the ground, then walked over and put them by the wall where Mo Changchuan could easily reach out.

"I was afraid that you would lie down again when you woke up, so I didn't say anything."

Mo Changchuan turned his head to look at him. He was half-sitting on the edge of the bed enduring the severe pain in his calf. There was fine sweat on his forehead, but he didn't seem to feel any pain.

Yan Licheng stood by and looked down at him condescendingly. Assistant Huang Xing quickly came in pushing a wheelchair from outside, looked inside, greeted him and left quickly.

Yan Licheng glanced at the wheelchair, then at Mo Changchuan.

"You're like this... I'm only worried about you."

Mo Changchuan clenched his hands, knowing that what Yan Licheng said was true.

If he cared about it, he would be chaotic, and his physical condition was indeed not very good.

Thin lips pursed slightly, and Mo Changchuan's voice was gentle.

"Such a thing will never happen again."

After speaking, he propped himself up with both hands, helped the wheelchair and sat on it.

Song Silin glanced at him in surprise, Yan Licheng had already turned around.

"Uncle Song, let me deal with the marks on my face."

Song Silin nodded quickly: "Okay."

A little worried about Mo Changchuan's legs, Mo Changchuan refused when he was about to examine him.

"There is blood on Li Cheng's cheek. Uncle Song will help you to take a look. My calf does hurt a bit, but don't worry if the bones are not misplaced."

Song Silin thought that Zhang Chuan and Yingying were about to get engaged, and now that Yingying was lying here unconscious, Chang Chuan must be worried, and maybe wanted to accompany him, so he patted him on the shoulder and said a few words, and left quickly .

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At three o'clock in the morning, Qin Yingying woke up quietly.

Top-heavy and weak.

And there were countless bloody images flashing through her mind, she subconsciously got up abruptly to drive those images away.

"Hey!"

Mo Changchuan, who had been guarding her all this time, hurriedly supported her to prevent her from falling.

Qin Yingying was stunned. Painful scenes such as being cut and injected with drugs by doctors when she was a baby were still flashing in her mind. In her dream, she couldn't help but struggle no matter how hard she saw Brother Changchuan in front of her. He also didn't want to plunge into Brother Changchuan's arms.

"Brother Changchuan!"

Seeing her pale face, Mo Changchuan looked at each other and saw the panic in her eyes, and quickly hugged her.

"Hey, are you having a nightmare?"

Qin Yingying nodded fiercely, hugged Brother Changchuan tightly, and hummed muffledly.

His voice was small, nasal, and seemed about to cry.

Mo Changchuan was taken aback for a moment, and hurriedly hugged her a little tighter.

"Don't be afraid, with Brother Chang Chuan here, Brother Chang Chuan will always be with Yingying and protect Yingying."

It's okay if you don't talk about it, but when you talk about it, Qin Yingying's eyes became hot, and tears welled up in his eyes, sliding down his white and tender cheeks.

Tears dripped on the back of Mo Changchuan's hands, he froze for a moment, quickly pushed the girl in his arms away, and looked down at her.

"Huh?"

Qin Yingying pursed her lips, her eyes were red.

"Brother Changchuan, I know I'm dreaming, but I can't wake up no matter what, I'm so scared..."

She is not afraid of those white coats, nor is she afraid of blood.

"I'm afraid that if I can't wake up again, I won't be able to see Brother Changchuan again."

If she couldn't wake up, she was dead.

There is nothing left after death.

Grandpa and grandma are so old, how can they bear a white-haired person giving a black-haired person?

She will never go to sea again. Fat Hu's family is so smart, they must know that she is dead...

Qin Yingying didn't dare to think about that scene at all, and trembled with fright when he thought about it.

Seeing Qin Yingying trembling with fright, Mo Changchuan's heart tightened.

She grew up held in the palm of Uncle Qin's hands since she was a child. She has always been fearless. When was she ever afraid?

Hastily fished her out of the hospital bed and hugged her into her arms, gently kissed her forehead comfortingly, and patted her back softly and familiarly with her big hands.

"Hey, don't be afraid, it was a dream, and I've woken up now."

The door was pushed open, and when Mo Changchuan looked up, he happened to see Yan Licheng who was standing at the door and was about to come in.