After a long time, he put down his cell phone and walked to the window of the ward.

The rain outside the window was still falling, and the rain hit the window, gathering into a stream, blurring the vision.

Qiao Sinian's shirt was already dry, and he stood like this, motionless, looking silently into the distance.

He didn't go anywhere and just stayed in the ward.

He had symptoms of insomnia, so he was not sleepy at all and only looked indifferently at the dark night in the distance.

The dark night sky is vast and lonely.

Midway through, he went to the smoking room to smoke a few cigarettes. He would not return to the ward until the smell of smoke disappeared.

Ye Jiaqi's enthusiasm has completely subsided and has returned to normal. He looks no different from before. He has never seen fat after giving birth, and is so thin that no one looks like anyone else.

Maybe because she went out to discuss business at night, she didn't wear any jewelry and had clean hands.

Qiao Sinian raised one of her hands and placed them in his palm.

The injuries she left when she fell at the dinner a few days ago had healed, and her palms were restored to their original state, but the old scar on her left wrist was still there. Although it was not that obvious, when she looked closely, the curved scar was shocking.

This kind of scar is probably a knife wound.

Qiao Sinian's heart moved for a moment, and the luster in his eyes darkened.

His fingers gently stroked the scar that was neither long nor short, and touched it gently.

Ye Jiaqi slept very well and knew nothing. The light fell on her fair and clean face, and she looked like a porcelain doll.

After a long time, Qiao Sinian stuffed her arms back into the quilt and covered her with a quilt.

There was a piece of sand in the ward. Qiao Sinian turned off the lights, covered it with a blanket, and curled up on the sand and slept all night.

The symptoms of insomnia are very obvious. In addition, the sand is small and it is raining again, so he tossed and turned and couldn't sleep.

In the darkness, he closed his eyes and placed his hands flat under his head.

There was no thought in my mind, but my heart kept beating.

The rain fell all night.

The next day, the birds were chirping in the trees outside the hospital, and a group of birds chirping constantly, awakening the autumn morning of Chicago.

The shattered sunlight spread all over the floor, like broken gold, with a vibrant color.

On the ground, on the trees, and on the tall buildings, there is sunlight. The light passes through the gaps between branches and leaves, falls on the ground, and intertwines into a chaotic landscape painting.

The morning at the inpatient department was very quiet, and even the movement outside the ward could not be heard.

Qiao Sinian had woken up long ago. He bought porridge, put it in a thermal box, and placed it on the head of the bed.

The nurse came to check on Ye Jiaqi.

"Sir, the patient is fine, his body temperature is normal, and he can be discharged from the hospital today."

"Yeah, I get it."

"Then I'll go out first."

Qiao Sinian was still wearing the clothes he had last night. He stood at the head of the bed and quietly looked at Ye Jiaqi who was sleeping.

She showed no sign of waking up, as if she was very tired.

Qiao Sinian stood beside the bed, saying nothing.

I don’t know how long it took, but the bells rang in the church not far away, “dang” and “dang”…

Ye Jiaqi's fingers moved, his long eyelashes trembled slightly, and he woke up.

The sun was a little dazzling. She put her right hand on her forehead to block half of the light.

"Awaken?" Qiao Sinian's deep voice sounded.

Ye Jiaqi turned his head and his eyes fell on him.

She pursed her lips and was silent. Her eyes were much brighter than yesterday, and she also had a luster and spirit.
Chapter completed!