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"Because of me, Shen Qianqing's life and death are uncertain. If I haven't changed a bit, I'm really cold-blooded, and I really don't deserve happiness."

He Yiping leaned against the wall opposite the two silently, listening to the two best men beside him talking about their relationship and life for the first time without saying a word. But it was more sad, for Shen Qianqing.

On the third day after being admitted to the hospital, Shen Qianqing's high fever finally subsided, but she was still drowsy. After hearing the news, the three big men were all relieved. They were all handsome characters in Yushu Linfeng, but now they said they looked like three A dirty uncle.

But when Shen Qian is awake, who cares about her image?

"Doctor, can we go in and see her?" He Yiping excitedly asked the doctor who had just come out of the intensive care unit.

Shen Dongyi and He Yifan looked at the doctor with anticipation. They also wanted to go in and take a look at Shen Qianqing. Although she was still asleep, it would be good to have a close look at her.

The doctor nodded: "This allows one person to go in and put on a sterile isolation suit."

"Doctor, I'm not afraid of infection, let me in." He Yiping shouted anxiously.

The doctor sighed helplessly: "Her disease is not contagious, and she wears an isolation suit because she is worried that people outside will bring in germs. Her lungs are still inflamed, and she can't stand it."

He Yiping's face was covered with black lines, and then he blushed in embarrassment, and muttered in a low voice, "So it was because we were afraid that we would infect her."

"Too many people going in will pollute the air inside, you can only go in one." The doctor repeated the request: "If we have discussed it, go and change your clothes."

He Yiping looked at He Yifan and Shen Dongyi and sighed helplessly. These two people are here, and it's his turn no matter what.

"Go and see her." He Yifan frowned slightly, looked at Shen Dongyi and said indifferently: "Even if she wakes up, she may not be willing to see me."

If it wasn't for his carelessness, Shen Qianqing wouldn't be in this state. As long as He Yifan thinks that he still complained about Shen Qianqing's indifference in his heart that day, he wants to hit the wall in annoyance.

Shen Dongyi was stunned for a moment, and finally smiled as usual, stretched out his hand and patted He Yifan's shoulder, and said lightly: "Maybe what you said is wrong, go."

He Yifan, wearing a sterile isolation suit, followed the nurse into the intensive care unit. He looked at Shen Qianqing, who was breathing steadily, with burning eyes. Because her condition improved, all the tubes that had been inserted into her body were removed, but she was still receiving an IV.

"Shen Qianqing, I'm here to see you." He Yifan sat down on the chair beside Shen Qianqing's bed, and said softly, his voice was softer than ever before.

The intensive care unit was very quiet, only the nurse was checking the conditions of the other patients, occasionally casting a probing look in He Yifan's direction.

Shen Qianqing lay there quietly, her long eyelashes reflected on her fair cheeks, and there were only a few of them.

"Now I feel that seeing you lying here well will give me inexplicable peace of mind." He Yifan gently held Shen Qianqing's hand, his brows were slightly frowned, perhaps because of the drip, Shen Qianqing's hand was very cold, which made He Yifan I couldn't help being shocked.

He Yifan looked at Shen Qianqing without blinking, from her eyebrows to nose to lips, and finally sighed: "I will give you freedom this time, so you can do whatever you want?"