"Okay."
When Qin Miaomiao was wheeled out, she was still relatively clear-headed. But the moment she saw Lu Qing, for some reason, her eyes suddenly reddened.
Lu Qing's heart instantly tightened with pain. He stepped forward in a few quick strides, took her hand, and personally escorted her to the VIP ward.
Qin Miaomiao kept rubbing her eyes. Her eyelashes had fallen into her eye—so annoying, it hurt like hell, even tears kept streaming down.
To Lu Qing, however, it looked like she was in pain and had been wronged. He had always been unable to bear seeing a woman cry.
Especially when it was his woman.
"What's wrong? Where does it hurt?"
Qin Miaomiao blinked her eyes, making the tears flow even more, but she didn't say anything, just quietly looked at him like that.
In truth... Damn eyelashes. They still hadn't come out, irritating her enough to keep shedding tears. How could she even explain something like this?
Lu Qing grew more and more anxious, yelling immediately:
