you are a star

Qiao Nan was shaken by a strong light so that his eyelashes trembled, and he slowly opened his eyes.

There was a sharp pain in the eyes, and the eyelids were still swollen and hot.

What caught the eye was a patch of sunshine.

Dazzling white.

"Are you awake?" A gentle female voice brought her back to reality, "You still have a fever, I'll put you on a drip later."

She looked up at the woman standing by the bed, looking down at her.

The woman was wearing a pale pink nurse's uniform, her hair was pulled back meticulously, and she was wearing a nurse's cap.

Not knowing what to think of, Qiao Nan flinched.

Here is the hospital!
Then her identity information...

She sat up abruptly, saw her clothes on the bedside table, quickly grabbed them and hugged them in her arms.

He poked his fingers in and squeezed the small bag in the seam of his clothes. The ID cards were still there.

"Excuse me, have you registered my identity information?"

If her information was registered in the backstage of the hospital, it would be easy for Liang Feicheng to find out.

Thinking of this, she felt cold all over, her body trembled slightly, and her heart huddled tightly into a ball.

She didn't want to be caught back, she was like that a year ago, and now she commits the same crime again and again, Liang Feicheng will not give up easily!

The nurse didn't expect that the first sentence she spoke was concerned about her identity information. She was puzzled, but she answered her patiently.

"You fainted near the hospital and were sent by kind people. We don't dare to treat you casually. Fortunately, Dr. Deng knows you. You haven't woken up yet, so we don't need to register your identity information for the time being."

The contradiction between hospitals and patients is becoming more and more serious, and doctors are also afraid that they will be responsible for the troubles caused by treating people with unknown backgrounds.

Qiao Nan thought he could understand.

only……

Doctor Deng?
She frowned suspiciously, searching for relevant information in her mind, her palm-sized face was completely devoid of blood, and looked very fragile.

Hearing the sound of the door opening, the nurse turned her head and shouted with a smile, "Dr. Deng, the patient is awake."

Qiao Nan raised his eyes, and saw the middle-aged woman coming in through the door through the sunlight, and his memories were flooding——

A year ago, she was wheeled into the operating room.

The light on the operating table was so bright that she couldn't open her eyes, it was painful and dazzling.

She was confused, she could only feel all the pain converging on her lower abdomen, the pain made her face bloodless, her red eyes were deathly silent.

Lying in the abyss of despair, she heard the middle-aged female doctor regretfully say to her: "I'm sorry, but the child in your womb can't be kept, and now you have to perform a palace curettage operation."

"Don't be afraid, the operation is very simple and quick."

She was shivering from the cold due to excessive blood loss, and a warm hand was placed on her palm, telling her: "I will accompany you, don't be afraid."

"Doctor Deng?" Qiao Nan's eyes trembled slightly, he couldn't believe that he met her.

Because she just saw the logo of the People's Hospital on the nurse's uniform, and Dr. Deng was in an old private hospital a year ago.

Dr. Deng's eyes behind the glasses were full of warmth. She walked over, nodded to Qiao Nan with a smile, and then said to the nurse, "Go do your own work first."

After the nurse left, she walked to the hospital bed, sat down directly, tucked the quilt for Qiao Nan, and asked doubtfully, "Why did you faint near the hospital?"

Qiao Nan lowered his head and remained silent, pursing his pale lips.

She was so unlucky that she temporarily boarded a taxi in the underground garage of the shopping mall, but it broke down near the People's Hospital.

The driver called for maintenance, so she had no choice but to get out of the car and deliberately avoided places where there might be surveillance, but she passed out after not walking far.

Dr. Deng saw that she didn't want to talk about it, and thought of the dilation and curettage operation he performed on her a year ago. There are many things about this girl.

It was inconvenient for her to ask more, she was pitiful for her young age, she had many ups and downs, and she felt pity, "Your injuries are serious, and you have been given medicine while you were in a coma. You need to rest well, otherwise your fever won't subside."

Qiao Nan could feel the strangeness of the wound, it didn't hurt as much as before.

Thank you in a hoarse voice: "Thank you, Dr. Deng."

She looked up at him with a sincere expression, "Doctor Deng, can you do me a favor?"

Dr. Deng hummed: "Say it."

"Can I not register my information during this recovery period? For some special reasons, I cannot register my information. Please help me."

Doctor Deng frowned slightly.

Qiao Nan said quickly: "Don't worry, I will give you the money."

"It's not a matter of money... Well, I can promise you, but you must not run away before you have recovered your health like last time." Director Deng said worriedly.

Qiao Nan was very grateful. After all, the decisions made by Dr. Deng were to some extent responsible, and the trust given by Dr. Deng was as important as a thousand pieces of gold to her.

"I will definitely not run," she promised.

Dragging this body, where else could she run, don't be found by Liang Feicheng's people shortly after she went out, the hospital is still a relatively safe place for the time being.

"Then you have a good rest. I'm off work today. I'm on duty in the second and third grades of junior high school." After Dr. Deng finished speaking, he touched her forehead which was still burning and went out.

On New Year's Eve, the hospital was much quieter than usual. Qiao Nan was very tired and closed his eyes heavily.

When the sun rose from the east, the Liang Mansion, which was as bright as day all night, was shrouded in sunlight.

Liang Feicheng leaned on the sofa in the living room of the Liang Mansion, heard the sound of footsteps, and slowly opened his eyes, the brightly colored pupils were covered with a layer of red blood.

"Any clues?" The voice was hoarse and low.

Xiao Jiu came in from the outside and shook her head heavily, "Still not."

Liang Feicheng bowed his head, and a bloodthirsty cold light flashed across his eyes, "Even if Yanjing City is turned upside down, I must find her!"

He got up and lit a cigarette, and walked around behind the screen unknowingly.

There are still two chains and locks hanging from the door of the utility room, just like a prison cell.

Pushing open the door and walking in, the furniture inside looked very old in the sunlight.

Old beds, tables, chairs, and wardrobes.

For some reason, the first thought in his mind was that she escaped, did she bring any clothes?
There was a mocking low laugh in his throat, but he opened the wardrobe door with his hand.

squeak-

He raised his eyes slowly, paused his smoking hand, and the ash fell off, mixing in the flying dust under the sun.

The fingers holding the doorknob of the closet were tightly curled up. What caught his eyes in the closet was not women's clothes, but neatly arranged certificates, medals and trophies.

It seems that it has been wiped frequently by people, and there is no dust.

Big and small, there are so many things to see.

Every honorary signature belongs to the same person——Liang Feicheng.