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Three weeks later.

One morning.

Qin Ningxiang opened her glasses with difficulty, truly regained consciousness, and the world became clearer again.

The air is filled with the smell of disinfectant.

The surroundings are quiet, very quiet.

Qin Ningxiang blinked her eyes again and raised her hand vigorously.

The golden metal on the wrist flashed, and there was a plastic tube under the metal circle connected to the back of the hand.

Qin Ningxiang was shocked when she saw a needle.

Very tired, but Qin Ningxiang moved in a stress-reactive manner all over her body.

The unchanging needle.

Just as Qin Ningxiang stared at the infusion tube on her hand, a pair of warm hands approached gently and held her hand.

Qin Ningxiang subconsciously looked over the small hands. It was Mei Lan. She seemed very excited, tears of joy overflowed in her eyes, and her mouth was slightly open, as if she was moving.

Qin Ningxiang thought to herself, as if she was so excited that she couldn't speak anymore.

Meilan briefly held the hand, then let go, and then tapped Tan Ningxiang's forehead with the back of her hand, crying with joy.

Yingying's tears were raised under her eyes, and tears slid down from the curved corners of her eyes.

This sensational scene didn't last long, and then I saw Meilan jumping up excitedly and quickly.

Meilan pulled the little nurse beside her, and the few people seemed to be excited, like a group of jumping little rabbits. Their lips seemed to be moving, but Qin Ningxiang didn't hear it and then many people ran quickly.

Qin Ningxiang thought to herself, these people are so strange, they are so excited to see her.

Qin Ningxiang's throat seemed to be stuck, and her mouth was dry and bitter.

The direction of the flow of people was intertwined for a while, and gradually gathered in front of the hospital bed in an orderly manner.

Jin Yuhan's face appeared in Ningxiang's vision, and Qin Ningxiang realized something was wrong.

This feeling is very bad, and it is about to crush Qin Ningxiang.

It’s like you need to work hard to think of a very simple answer. You know the obvious things, but you can’t remember them no matter how you are.

Until Jin Yuhan bent down and approached Qin Ningxiang, he pulled her eyelids with both hands.

Ningxiang realized that she couldn't hear the sound.

When I saw his thin lips constantly opening and closing, I realized that I could not hear it.

From the moment I opened it, I could clearly feel the atmosphere of joy, but I didn’t realize what was going on, and now the tip of the iceberg has been revealed.

Her world is very quiet, Qin Ningxiang couldn't help but touch her ears, but her hands were grabbed.

Jin Yuhan seemed to have realized this problem, while others were still in surprise and did not feel it.

"Axiang, are you scared silly?" Meilan pulled the nurse beside her, a little too excited.

"With the dean here, she must be fine. It's awesome, it's such a miracle." The little nurse looked at Jin Yuhan with admiration, and she could exude the smell of peach.

"Find a notebook for me." Not long after Jin Yuhan's voice fell, he handed a white board clip to him, with a few sheets of A4 paper on it.

Jin Yuhan casually wrote a few words on the paper, "Can't you hear it?"

Qin Ningxiang nodded.

Meilan couldn't help but cover her mouth, "It's so miserable, right? I smell so good, what should you do?"

Before he could finish his words, a hand on his shoulder slid up along the arc. When a familiar figure appeared behind Mei Lan, Qin Ningxiang couldn't help but be surprised, "You are together again?"

This amazement surprised everyone in the room, turned into a surprise, and then turned into a thankful God.

So Jin Yuhan opened a software on his mobile phone, handed it to Qin Ningxiang, and then wrote a few words on the paper and read it out.

- Holding an oil paper umbrella, alone

-Wandering in the long, long

-Silent rain alley again

-I hope to meet

-A lilac

-The girl with grievance

-...

Just as Qin Ningxiang tried hard to pronounce this poem and read it aloud according to the tone in his memory, everyone applauded.

The atmosphere in the house was almost celebrating, and she ignored the fact that she couldn't hear.
Chapter completed!