chapter 14 what do you want to do

Everything Desade Qiao wanted to say was choked in her throat, and she could no longer say a word.

Yes, how could Wesley Gu be her support!

"Desade Qiao?"

Wesley Gu raised his voice, but the strange silence on the other end made him inexplicably confused.

After several seconds, Desade Qiao's voice came, "I have something to do today, can you change the time?"

Wesley Gu sneered, "Another time? Desade Qiao, do you think I'm as idle as you? It's you who kept saying that she wanted a divorce, and you're the one who disappeared at the critical moment. What on earth do you want to do?"

Desade Qiao face turned pale and her voice was hoarse. "I really have something to do today and I can't leave. You decide which day you are free. You decide the time. I will definitely arrive on time."

"I don't have time to make trouble with you!"

After saying this coldly, Wesley Gu hung up the phone.

Desade Qiao clutched her phone and laughed at herself for a long time.

Every time, when she needed Wesley Gu the most, he was never there. Her hopes had been disappointed for a long time, and she suddenly stopped looking forward to him.

She sat alone in the silent waiting room and spent a long hour. She didn't wake up until the nurse came to inform her that she was being transferred to a ward.

Kennedy He was rescued almost without incident, but the doctor told Desade Qiao that her mother's body functions had begun to decline significantly, which was not a good sign, and asked her to be mentally prepared.

Desade Qiao thanked him, sent the doctor away, and asked the nurse to help him get a basin of hot water.

Seeing her going to get a towel, the nurse quickly said, "Miss Qiao, let me do it."

"It's okay. I'll do it myself. Sister, you can go and rest. I'll call you if necessary."

Seeing her say this, the nurse also left.

Desade Qiao wrung out the water on the towel and sat on the edge of the bed to wipe Kennedy He body.

It has been six years since the accident occurred, and Kennedy He has been lying on the hospital bed in this state for six years.

All the muscles in her body had almost atrophied, and her body lying on the hospital bed looked haggard. She could only rely on nutrient solution to maintain her life every day. Even so, her body was still weakening day after day.

Maybe one day when she opens her eyes, she will never see her again.

People are really strange. Kennedy He was not very kind to her when she was a child. She was a strict mother and disciplined herself very strictly. The child was more like a piece of work that she carefully crafted. Motherly love was only for her to fulfill her expectations. Ancillary products. M..

However, the child's dependence on the mother seems to be natural. Even the harsh maternal love is something she cannot give up. Even if Kennedy He lies like this for the rest of her life, she will not be so afraid when walking in the world.

Fortunately, she is still alive.

She wiped her front half carefully, and when she turned over, she had no choice but to ask a nurse for help.

After finishing all this, I was sweating profusely.

The bathroom in Kennedy He's ward only supplies hot water after eight o'clock in the evening.

The nurse said that there was a public bathroom downstairs specifically for the use of escorts, so she could go there to wash herself, and enthusiastically lent her a set of clothes.

Desade Qiao thanked her and took the toiletries to the public bathroom the nurse told her about.

It was dinner time in the hospital, so there was almost no one in the bathroom.

When I came out of the shower, I felt much refreshed and my head didn't hurt as much as before.

The sky outside has become gray, and it is already half past seven.

The temperature was high during the day, and the evening breeze was also warm. Desade Qiao did not rush back, but went to the terrace on the second floor to enjoy the breeze.

In addition to Weibo private messages on her phone, only Beatrice Tang sent her a WeChat message asking her where she had been and why she hadn't come back yet.

Desade Qiao replied to her, "It's at my mother's place."

Beatrice Tang quickly replied, "How is Auntie?"

"Still the same."

"It's good news as usual. Maybe one day a miracle will happen and Auntie will wake up."

After hearing her comfort, Desade Qiao felt better and replied, "For your good advice, you can go to bed tonight. I will probably go back later."

"Okay, call me if you need anything."

Desade Qiao gave her a "love you" expression in reply.

"Click——"

The surroundings suddenly lit up, and Desade Qiao turned around suddenly. A few meters away from her, a gentle-looking man was holding a mobile phone. The camera was facing her, and he was staring at her for a moment.

Seeing her turn around, the man seemed stunned for a moment and smiled shyly.

Desade Qiao pursed her lips, stood up, walked to the man, grabbed his phone, and said coldly, "No one told you that taking random photos of strangers is an infringement of portrait rights? What's the password?"

The man was startled, and seemed to find it a little funny, but he still reported a series of numbers, "0712".

After Desade Qiao unlocked the screen, she found that there was only one photo taken just now, which was the night scene downstairs, and there was no photo of her.

It only took a few seconds from the time the flash turned on to when she rushed over to grab the phone. The other party didn't have the opportunity to delete the photo. The only explanation was that they weren't taking pictures of her at all.

Desade Qiao: "..."

Large social death scene.

How should she make amends for herself?

Just as she was thinking about how to restore her aggressive image, the other party took the initiative and said, "I'm sorry, I just think the scenery downstairs is beautiful, and you misunderstood."

Desade Qiao hurriedly walked down the steps, "It's me who should say I'm sorry. I'm too sensitive. I'm so sorry."

She handed her phone to the other party and said, "The photos you took are very nice. Are you the photographer?"

The man smiled and said, "No, it's just a hobby. I see you are so keen on flash lights. Has anything happened before?"

Desade Qiao was not a person who could talk openly to strangers, but the man's voice was gentle and pleasant, which somehow made people feel close to him. She couldn't help but say a few more words.

"Actually, it's not a big deal. It was just that I was photographed by a street photography team. They posted it online without processing the photos. It caused a lot of trouble to me, so I am quite sensitive to this kind of thing."

"No wonder."Isaac Mo smiled, "You are very photogenic. I can probably understand the photographer's intention of not processing the photos. Of course, this is illegal."

Being praised by others makes people feel happy, not to mention such praise for high emotional intelligence. Desade Qiao feels much better.

Just when she was about to speak, the nurse called. She didn't know what was said there. Desade Qiao eyes lit up a little. She hung up the phone and said to the man quickly, "Thank you." She grabbed her clothes and felt like the wind. Ran out.

Isaac Mo was stunned on the spot, and then laughed again.

When he returned to the ward, Frank Shen was asking the nurse to be gentle when he saw Isaac Mo come in and said, "I thought you left me here and ran away. When you left, my foot was broken." , now that you are back and I have my hand pricked by glass again, do you think you are trying to kill me?"

Isaac Mo patted his shoulder, "Your hand was injured very well today."

Frank Shen: "..."