My Billionaire Husband Claimed Me His Precious-Chapter 923 - 842: I Ai You

Meng Yan, seeing the situation, exclaimed excitedly, "Rong Lan!"

Qin Miaomiao raised her eyes to meet Rong Lan’s gaze, seeing him squinting, wiping away tears from the corner of her eyes, and walked up to him with Lu Qing’s support.

"Rong Lan... Rong Lan... Can you see me?"

Qin Miaomiao was afraid her voice might disturb Rong Lan; the doctor said he was weak. She dared not speak loudly, fearing discomfort to him.

Rong Lan blinked as an answer.

Lu Qing, seeing this, said, "He must be too weak to speak."

Qin Miaomiao nodded in agreement, "That’s definitely it."

Meng Yan knew Rong Lan surely wanted to speak, and especially to Qin Miaomiao. He hesitated, then approached him, placing his ear by his mouth and gently asked, "Do you have something to say to me?"

Rong Lan’s lips barely moved up and down, and Meng Yan heard a faint voice, instinctively closing his eyes for a moment, "You’ve long known about your health, then why... Never mind, do I want to speak to her alone?"

Rong Lan understood that Meng Yan referred to Qin Miaomiao when he said "she," so he blinked.

Qin Miaomiao was too afraid to step forward, worried the doctor’s words might become true. She watched Rong Lan with concern, not wanting to miss his moment of awareness.

Lu Qing hadn’t expected the situation to present so terribly before everyone, yet his feared servitude still occurred, and everything was hard to handle.

"Lu Qing, let’s step outside first."

Lu Qing, astonished, looked bewilderedly at Meng Yan while Rong Lan’s gaze remained fixed on Lu Qing.

"Are you still jealous at a time like this?"

Through Meng Yan’s words, Lu Qing realized, looking at Qin Miaomiao, then noticing Rong Lan’s gaze lingering on her. He understood everything, patting the woman’s shoulder, "I’ll talk to Meng Yan outside."

Qin Miaomiao, with a helpless look in her eyes, accompanied by bewilderment, became more profound, cautiously shuffled small steps to Rong Lan after seeing them leave.

"I know you can’t speak now, I just want to know..."

As she spoke, Qin Miaomiao felt uncomfortable, her eyes instantly filled with tears. She awkwardly forced a difficult smile, "Sorry, Rong Lan, I should be happy you woke up."

Rong Lan, frowning, struggled to utter two unclear words, "Don’t... cry."

Upon hearing his words, Qin Miaomiao was undone, her forced composure crumbling instantly with Rong Lan’s ’don’t cry.’ She knew well the doctor’s words weren’t a joke, and Rong Lan’s current state wasn’t good.

"Sorry Rong Lan, sorry, I shouldn’t have left you alone first. Get better, I’ll do anything once you recover."

Qin Miaomiao, sobbing, stared at Rong Lan’s faint smile, kneeling to hear him clearer, overwhelmed by what she heard.

"Rong Lan... even now you still..."

Rong Lan squinted at Qin Miaomiao and laboriously said, "Pro...mise... me."

Qin Miaomiao felt worse inside, "I promise, I promise you."

Seeing her tear-streaked face, Rong Lan felt very sad, yet he knew the truth of his condition. He just didn’t want to worry those around him, didn’t want Qin Miaomiao to worry.

"Meng... Yan."

Upon hearing Meng Yan’s name, Qin Miaomiao promptly rose, "I’ll call Meng Yan for you."

Meng Yan bent down towards Rong Lan, looking at his hesitant expression, leaned close to his lips to listen.

"I know, I know all your worries. Rest assured, I’ll take care of those you hold dear."