After Marriage With A Disabled Gangster [BL] [MTL] [✔]

CHAPTER 27; PART 3

Shen Ci sat next to him and looked at him curiously: "Why don't you want to take medicine so much?"

　"No," Qin Yi said aside, "I just find it troublesome."

　He controlled the wheelchair to leave, and was suddenly stopped by Shen Ci: "Brother, why do I feel that you are not happy?"

　Qin Yi stopped his movements: "What are you happy about?"

　"Your consciousness is restored, but you are not agitated at all."

　"Didn't Lu Heng tell me anymore," Qin Yi's tone was still very flat. "Recovery of consciousness does not mean that he can stand up. It is too early to be excited now."

　Shen Ci felt that there was some truth to this, but he didn't want to be persuaded by him, so he turned around again: "But this is a performance that is beginning to improve. You should always have some expectations, even a little?"

　"Shen Ci."

　"Um?"

　"You come with me."

　Shen Ci didn't know where he was going to take him, but he still followed his wheelchair.

　Qin Yi finally came to the rehabilitation room.

　Shen Ci knew that there was a place dedicated to rehabilitation at home, but he had never gone in, and he didn't quite understand why Qin Yi brought him here now.

　However, his attention was quickly drawn to the contents inside, and his eyes widened in surprise when the door opened.

　There was a full set of rehabilitation equipment in the room. Some things he hadn't even seen before, seemed to be taller than a professional rehabilitation center. Everything was spotlessly cleaned and brand new and unused.

　He was shocked by the spectacular scene and couldn't help swallowing: "This is... you did it yourself?"

　"housekeeper."

　"Oh."

　I want to know that Shao Qin doesn't have the energy to buy these things.

　Qin Yi's gaze swept over the rehabilitation equipment: "These things have been placed here for a few months. At first, I had the illusion that I could use it one day, just like those two on the piano. The pianos in the room are the same. I think I'm just saying goodbye to them temporarily. In the near future, I will be able to sit in front of the piano again."

　"But with the passage of time, this hope became more and more diminished, so dim that I began to question myself, began to give up, and began to feel that fantasy is a fantasy, and it is impossible to realize it."

　"Nothing can kill a person's will more than time."

　Shen Ci listened to his voice, the more plain the other party's tone, the more uncomfortable he felt, and he couldn't help but call out: "Qin Yi..."

　"Lu Heng should have told you about my mother," Qin Yi still did not look at him, nor was he interrupted by the call. "I learned a lot from that woman. The most profound thing is not to treat something There are over -eager hopes in the matter. How I hope she can be like a normal person, how much I hope she can not smash my piano from time to time, hope she can not give me hope and ruin my hope... But time and time again, I am disappointed."

　"When your hope is destroyed one hundred, one thousand, ten thousand times, you will cross these two words from your dictionary. Even if one day it does come again, you will not I will find my original mood again."

　Shen Ci looked at him and couldn't tell what it was like in his heart.

　He is like a traveler who has traveled in the desert for a long time. He has been deceived by a mirage too many times, and he will never believe that there is an oasis ahead.

　Shen Ci took a deep breath, feeling that he could not let the desperate traveler die in the desert, he spoke softly: "Brother."

　He walked to the opponent's side, bent down, and shook his hand: "Then would you give me a chance?"

　Qin Yi raised his head to look at him.

　"Can you have one hope for me, I won't let you down."

　The boy's tone was surprisingly serious, as if with some invisible power, which made him attracted by this power for a while, and his eyes fixed on him for a long time without moving away.

　After a while, he lowered his eyes, "Okay."

　Seeing his promise, Shen Ci couldn't help but breathed a sigh of relief, and said from the bottom of his heart: "You will definitely get better."

　"What if not?"

　"If not..." Shen Ci's ears suddenly became red, and he didn't know what he was thinking of.

　Qin Yi was startled slightly, and then reacted to what this "umh" meant, a trace of helplessness crossed his eyes, and the curvature of his lips softened a little: "Let's go."

　The two of them quit the rehabilitation room, and Shen Ci suddenly heard Qin Yi say: "Then I still hope I can do well. I can't bear to let you work alone."

　Shen Ci paused and his cheeks became hot instantly.

　With such a dazed effort, Qin Yi's wheelchair has surpassed him.

　Shen Ci looked at his back, and said to his heart that Shao Qin didn't know how to speak bad words at all. He thought that this man really had no desires at all, and he had already succeeded in cultivating immortals.

　Back in the bedroom, he took back the mobile phone he had just thrown here, and saw Lu Heng sent him a message: [Remember to urge him to take medicine on time, I think it is more useful for you to stare at him than if I stare at him directly]

　Shen Ci: [Am I an alarm clock? 】

　Lu Heng: [Thanks for your hard work, I will leave you with the responsibility of helping Qin Shao recover, you can definitely]

　Shen Ci: [By the way, besides taking medicine and massage, is there any other way to promote recovery? 】

　Lu Heng: [Wait, I will ask my colleague in neurology in the afternoon to ask you questions, but now I am going to bed, if I don't sleep, I suspect that I will die suddenly, bye bye bye]

　After Lu Heng returned the message, he disappeared, so Shen Ci had to search the Internet by himself.

　Yu Guangscanned that Qin Yi was already in bed--this person may have been mentally overshadowed by the nerve pain yesterday, and he didn't dare to sit for a long time. He took the initiative to lie down and rest without waiting for someone to urge him.

　Shen Ci looked at him and asked on a whim: "Brother, the male protagonist in the novel is very good in that. You can seven times a night. Your waist is so weak aspect... Is it really okay?"

　Qin Yi paused, and his tone became a little strange: "...Look less of those ill-nourished novels."