Jiang Zhixun couldn't see, but as soon as Shen Qingqing began to speak, he pinpointed her location.
Instinctively "looked" toward her.
Those deep eyes suddenly lost their sharpness. Facing each other, Shen Qingqing's heart tightened.
Clearly, at this moment, Jiang Zhixun posed no threat to her, yet she dared not look into those eyes.
He shouldn't be like this.
He should be sharp and spirited, soaring through the sky like a falcon.
At the very least, he should be a "rascal" like before, not gazing at her so confusedly.
Eyes lacking focus...
Shen Qingqing looked away, supporting Madam Jiang to sit down on a bench, "Don't worry, I'll go ask the doctor about the situation."
"Don't leave."
Speaking simultaneously, Jiang Zhixun reached out beside him and accurately grabbed Shen Qingqing's wrist.
He had no idea what to say to Shen Qingqing by keeping her here.
But action preceded consciousness, and before he realized, he had already done it.
