Reborn, she saved the boy who was bullied to death

Chapter 350 The Best Place to Test and Insight into People’s Hearts

Hearing this extremely miserable cry, the sound was like a sharp blade piercing straight into Shang Qing's heart, making her heart feel as if it was tightly grasped by an invisible and huge hand, and then stirred mercilessly.

The severe pain made her feel like she was about to suffocate, and even breathing normally became extremely difficult.

Shang Qing subconsciously stretched out her slender fingers and tightly grasped the quilt beneath her. She gripped it tighter and tighter, as if only in this way could she slightly alleviate the pain that was surging like a tide from deep within her heart.

Her originally beautiful eyes were instantly covered with a thin layer of mist, like the light smoke rising from the lake in the early morning.

Like pearls from a broken string, crystal-clear tears rolled down her fair cheeks uncontrollably. Drop after drop, they silently dripped onto the soft pillow, quickly soaking a small area.

Not long after, Ji Xun rushed back to the ward like a gust of wind, followed by several doctors and nurses whose steps seemed a little flustered.

Everyone's face was filled with an expression of joy that was difficult to conceal. As soon as they stepped into the ward, they quickly gathered around Shang Qing's bed and began to methodically carry out various meticulous physical examinations on her.

Although the actions of these medical staff seemed a little hasty at the moment, a closer look would reveal that their focused and serious expressions, as well as their skilled and experienced operating techniques, all showed that they were genuinely happy and excited about Shang Qing's successful awakening.

At this moment, Ji Xun stood quietly by the side, his eyes fixed on the busy and serious scene in front of him. He was so nervous that even his breathing became cautious, as if the slightest gasp would interfere with the doctors' diagnosis.

Time passed minute by minute, and every second seemed like a long century to Ji Xun.

Finally, after a thorough examination, the leading doctor slowly turned around, a faint smile on his face, a smile that was like a ray of warm sunshine, piercing the dark clouds in Ji Xun's heart.

The doctor said to Ji Xun in a gentle but firm voice, "Don't worry, kid. Shang's physical condition has basically stabilized, and there are no major problems at the moment. You just need to rest and recuperate for a while. Once you have fully recovered, you will be able to go through the discharge procedures and return home to continue recuperating."

When Ji Xun heard these words, his nerves, which had been tense to the extreme, relaxed instantly.

At that moment, he felt as if all the strength in his body had been drained away. He was like a deflated ball, his legs went limp, and he almost collapsed to the ground.

At the same time, an overwhelming feeling of joy and emotion surged into his heart like a tide, making his eyes moist and his throat choked. This feeling of "coming back from the dead" was truly indescribable.

These medical staff rush through every corner of the hospital every day. They have seen countless people of all kinds, experienced all kinds of complicated things; they have witnessed too many joys and sorrows, and the warmth and coldness of human nature.

The hospital, a place that seems ordinary but is actually full of special significance, is like an enormous mirror that mercilessly reflects the kindness and ugliness, the beauty and ugliness in human nature.

This place has undoubtedly become the best place to test and understand people's hearts.

However, for these experienced medical workers, a boy like Ji Xun who would do so much for his lover is truly unprecedented!

This young man, not yet eighteen, was like the brightest star in the night sky, quietly radiating a dazzling and endless light. He devoted all his energy and unreserved care to the delicate girl lying on the hospital bed.

The pair of eyes that were once clear and bright are now ruthlessly invaded by dense bloodshot. The face that should have been full of vitality is now haggard and vicissitudes.

No matter it was a sunny day or a silent night, he always stood guard in this ward filled with the pungent smell of disinfectant like a steadfast guard, and never left for even a moment.

Even though a nurse came on time every day to carefully wash the girl's body and change her clothes, he would just get up gently and then quietly hide in the narrow bathroom, and he was even unwilling to take a step further than the door.

In this ward filled with the suffocating smell of disinfectant, Ji Xun always sat quietly beside Shang Qing's bed, like a finely crafted sculpture, as steady as Mount Tai and motionless.

His affectionate gaze was as gentle as a gurgling stream, expressing his deep concern and care for the girl; it was also like a blazing flame, warm and unrestrained, as if he wanted to convey all his inner passion and strength to the person in front of him who made him worried through such a passionate gaze.

When the medical staff came, they would always see him carefully stretching out his hands and holding the girl's pale and weak little hand very gently, as if he was afraid that using a little more strength would hurt her.

Often, he would open his lips slightly, and his beautiful voice, like the sound of nature, would make people intoxicated and mesmerized, like a magic key that could open the door to people's hearts.

With his charming voice, he lovingly read one beautiful, fascinating article or gripping story after another to his beloved girl.

Those words seemed to be given new life in his mouth, turning into warm rays of light, illuminating the softest corner of the girl's heart.

It’s just a pity that even though his voice is so beautiful and pleasant, it still can’t completely cover up the slight tremor that occasionally appears in it.

That barely perceptible tremor, like the ripples on a calm lake, inadvertently exposed his true emotions, buried deep in his heart, surging like turbulent waves.

Perhaps only when facing this girl who has been haunting his dreams will he let down all his defenses and disguises.

Time flies, the years are like a shuttle.

The ruthless years were like a thick layer of dust, gradually obscuring his eyes that were once as bright as stars, delicate and beautiful.

However, whenever his gaze slowly turned to the girl beside him, who was as quiet and sweet as Sleeping Beauty, all his fatigue and sadness would disappear in an instant without a trace.

Instead, there was a constant flow of love and care from his eyes.

There was a unique light flashing in those affectionate eyes, as if this girl was the center of his entire world and the whole meaning of his existence.

You can see the light in his eyes, as if the girl is his whole world.