Originally, before leaving, Yi Qingju had wanted to say goodbye to the An family, but with Qi Weiran in front of her, she didn't take any unauthorized action. After all, her character setting was there, she had to stick with this person.
"Doctor, is the gentleman's eyes okay?"
Her expression was anxious, and her voice couldn't hide the panic.
When Qi Weiran stood up, he glanced at her again.
Can't hear the heart sounds, probably really this time.
Hearing this, the doctor lamented that she truly loved Qi Weiran, while reassuring: "Madam Qi, don't worry, the gentleman is just getting a routine eye exam, his eyes are not uncomfortable."
Yi Qingju breathed a sigh of relief.
【Bodhisattva bless, I am willing to give Qi Weiran's kidney in exchange for 50 years of health for his eyes】
【Anyway, I'll probably be dead in 50 years, no need to pay it back】
Qi Weiran: "......"
Don't listen to her, I can build you a temple with money power.
Little Milk Bun came trotting over and hugged Qi Weiran's leg: "Uncle, are you done with the exam?"
Qi Weiran nodded.
"Then let's go quickly, I still want to go back and study." The child's head drooped drowsily, and weary tears clung to the corners of his eyes.
He stroked the child's head and signaled Zhang Wei with his eyes.
The latter understood, and picked up the child.
"Young master, if you're sleepy, you can lean on me and sleep first."
Yi Qingju thought, I can hold him too.
Qi Weiran glanced at her arms, which were as thin as a praying mantis, and looked away in disgust.
Yi Qingju: ?
Carrying the sleeping Little Milk Bun, Zhang Wei thought to himself, everyone is still afraid of provoking you.
When they reached the elevator, the downside of having so many people was finally revealed.
Hearing the overload alarm of the elevator, everyone had an embarrassed look.
"Well....."
Seeing Qi Weiran's expression getting colder, Yi Qingju, who had been observing him, immediately coughed.
"Cough."
At this sound, the crowded elevator instantly only had her and Qi Weiran left.
Yi Qingju: "......"
【Since when did I become so charming?】
Little Milk Bun in his arms thought, it's because everyone is afraid of provoking you.
As the elevator doors closed, Qi Weiran's eyes that were clear yet inscrutable glanced at the girl sticking tightly to his side.
Yi Qingju, this is the golden era you wished for.
【Did he get a leg cramp? He's been acting weird since earlier, I suggest he gets rechecked】
Qi Weiran pressed his lips.
He didn't want to sacrifice another kidney.
Just as Yi Qingju was about to maintain her long-neglected character setting and act cute or something.
The originally bright lights in the elevator suddenly darkened.
Then the elevator, which had been moving steadily, suddenly stopped, and the entire space instantly turned dark, unable to see five fingers in front of you.
Yi Qingju was frightened at first, then calmly pressed the emergency call button for the elevator.
But there was no response.
Little Chatterbox in her pocket suddenly reminded: 【Host! Your character! Your gentle and delicate white flower!】
"Ah - what happened! So scary-"
While screaming, she threw herself at Qi Weiran next to her.
Little Chatterbox in her pocket timely praised: 【Not bad host, your trembling is so realistic, I'm dizzy too】
Yi Qingju: 【.....it's not me shaking】
Little Chatterbox: ?
"Sir?"
She frowned, tried calling out, then the person she was leaning on shuddered violently, and two arms like iron clamps wrapped around Yi Qingju as if to inlay her into his embrace.
The heavy breathing was especially noticeable in this enclosed space.
【Damn, what's wrong with you old guy, something is not right with you?! Should I cry or not, I was ready with my tears already——】
Little Chatterbox immediately searched through his database.
【Host! Qi Weiran has a phobia of confined spaces!】
【This illness will make people feel a sense of impending death! Forget about your character setting for now, host save him quickly! 】
Yi Qingju decisively struggled to take out her phone and turned on the flashlight.
The darkness receded, and the still decently bright light evenly filled the entire elevator. Yi Qingju patted Qi Weiran's back with one arm twisted with difficulty in his embrace.
"Qi Weiran, can you hear my voice?"
The person in her arms did not respond at all.
She reached out and stroked his hair.
【Oh dang, no hair gel today huh, the fur is pretty soft, like a dog】
"I'm telling you old Qi, it'll be fine soon anyway, since you can't hear me, why don't I tell you a story."
《Since you can't hear me anyway, let me tell you a story》
Opportunities to let loose without maintaining her character setting were rare, Yi Qingju decided to let go.
Clearing her throat, her voice was very low and slow.
"A very, very long time ago, there was a little girl selling nuclear bombs."
"She shouted by the roadside: Anyone want to buy nuclear bombs? Anyone want to buy nuclear bombs?"
"But still no one bought her nuclear bombs."
"Just then, she vaguely saw her grandmother."
"So the little girl lit a nuclear bomb."
"That night, all the townspeople were sent to see her grandmother."
"......"
A very nice hell joke, making Qi Weiran completely forget that suffocating fear before he fainted.
Until the moment he closed his eyes, he stubbornly kept the corners of his mouth from turning up.
...
【Isn't this powder a bit thick, wouldn't it look very fake?】
Qi Weiran moved his fingers.
Who is talking?
【Add some more dark eye circles, otherwise it won't look like the weak appearance after staying up all night caring diligently】
Now he knew without opening his eyes.
Other than Yi Qingju, who else could it be?
So when Qi Weiran opened his eyes, he tilted his head and saw that pale little face with tearful eyes at the side of the bed.
"Sir —— you finally woke up——"
In Yi Qingju's pleasantly surprised voice, Qi Weiran turned his head back and closed his eyes again.
Hmm, the powder really was too thick.
"Mr. Qi is awake, madam please make way and let me examine him."
Several doctors rushed in anxiously and crowded around the bedside.
Upon hearing this, before Yi Qingju could even let Little Milk Bun finish speaking, Qi Weiran suddenly opened his eyes, and looked at the doctor with those distinct yet inscrutable eyes.
Rendering the person frozen.
Those who could work at the Qi Group were all smart people, he immediately tried asking tentatively: "Then....madam doesn't need to move, just stay there."
Qi Weiran closed his eyes.
The others were shocked, and breathed a sigh of relief.
Yi Qingju: ?
【What? My robustness makes you feel safe?】
Qi Weiran's eyelashes fluttered.
No way, you're as thin as a praying mantis.
During the examination, Qi Weiran fell asleep again, and it was only then that Yi Qingju had time to catch her breath and stand outside the ward for a while.
In the meantime, a handsome male nurse circled around her several times with an expression like he wanted to say something but didn't dare.
Seeing Yi Qingju about to leave, he finally cautiously went up.
"Madam Qi....." He smiled shyly at her, his delicate and well-defined features easily gave a good impression.
Yi Qingju showed a friendly smile: "Hello, is there something?"
Seeing her smile, the male nurse's nervous heart inexplicably calmed down a bit.
"I don't know who I should tell this to, but I feel wrong not saying it, so I still came to find you."
"The power outage and breakdown of the elevator was not an accident.....it was done intentionally by someone....."
