The True Mistress Has A Thousand Hidden Identities

Except for his legs and vocal cords, Xia Beiqing's body gradually recovered stability. Shen Zhiyu was always by Xia Beiqing's side, almost day and night, even if Xia Beiqing moved a little in the middle of the night, he would be awakened immediately.

Jun Xianrong and Yun Ci contacted the Gate of Life and Death, and wanted to treat Xia Beiqin's legs, but after reading Xia Beiqing's report, all the doctors at the Gate of Life and Death shook their heads, saying that they would never be able to treat them.

Leaving the gate of life and death, Yun Ci came to the hospital and walked into Xia Beiqin's ward. Xia Beiqin was lying on the hospital bed, staring at the ceiling with loose and empty eyes, like a body that lost his soul.

He didn't seem to turn around until he heard the footsteps, turned his head stiffly, and looked at Yunci quietly.

He would never run to her again, and shouted his sister-in-law with a grin!

Yun Ci only felt bitter, walked to the bed and sat down, trying to stay calm, and asked softly, "Is there any physical discomfort?"

Xia Beiqing stretched his hand to the head of the bed with a book and pen on the bed. Yun Ci picked up the book and pen and handed it to Xia Beiqing.

Xia Beiqing took it, still unable to exert any strength, holding the pen tightly, writing crookedly on the notebook, and then handed it to Yun Ci to read.

Yun Ci looked up and saw a sentence written on the paper. 

——Sister-in-law, will you still hold a concert?

Yun Ci suddenly remembered that Xia Beiqing once pestered her, asking her if she would have a concert, and if he could be her back dancer.

At this moment, Yunci couldn't say a word.

After a while, Xia Beiqing wrote another sentence on the paper.

——Even if you want to drive, I can’t dance with you anymore.

In an instant, Yun Ci felt suffocated, and her heart seemed to be gripped and torn tightly by a hand. She didn't know what to say, even her breathing was painful.

"I am sorry…"

Sorry for not being able to protect him, sorry for not being able to rescue him in time, sorry that she still can't help him get revenge.

Xia Beiqing shook his head and wrote on the notebook.

——Many people have said sorry to me, but you have done nothing wrong.

Yun Ci looked at the crooked characters on the notebook, her vision gradually blurred, and she couldn't stay any longer, unable to look at Xia Beiqing's face or the characters he wrote.

"I'll see you later." Yun Ci choked in his voice, dropped these words, and hurriedly left the ward.

She leaned on the corridor outside the ward, slowly losing her strength, and tightly covered her face with her hands.

A few days later, when Jun Duonuan learned the news, he rushed to the hospital. Xia Bei leaned back on the hospital bed while Shen Zhiyu was feeding him porridge.

Jun Duonen looked at his frail appearance, watched him open his mouth, but didn't call her the little fat man as before, looked at his legs under the quilt, Jun Duonen couldn't help but cried all of a sudden. The sound, tears are like broken beads.

Xia Beiqing picked up the bedside book, wrote on it, and handed it to Jun Duonuan to read it.

——Don’t cry, don’t forget, we will always be a happy trio.

Looking at the words Happy Trio, Jun Duonuan cried even harder when he remembered their carefree time.

Nangong Mu took Jun Duonuan into his arms and said, "Well, this is the ward, crying too loudly will disturb him."

Jun Duonuan stopped crying slowly, but the tears were still falling. She didn't know what Xia Beiqing should do in the future, and she didn't know what bad things would happen in the future, all of this let She feels flustered.