What's wrong with the fake daughter? Sister is still the god of gold

Chapter 119? ?! Are you crazy, kid sister?

Qin Fuyao was having a dream.

The reason she knew she was dreaming was because she saw her 9-year-old self as a bystander.

It's a rainy day.

Little Fuyao, with cute twin ponytails and wearing a light green raincoat and rain boots, ran around the villa's yard, and the girl's happy laughter echoed in the yard.

At the same time, behind her were her parents, who were several years younger than her. They were holding umbrellas and looking at their daughter playing happily with satisfaction, their faces full of love.

Does this scene seem familiar? Before I could even think about it, it slipped through my mind.

Qin Fuyao saw his young parents and blurted out, "This is definitely a dream. They are extremely strict with me and there is no way they would allow me to play so wildly."

"Tsk!" Her gaze fell on Xiao Fuyao again, and she sighed, "Little sister, don't you know how tired you are? You ran for such a long time without even taking a breath."

"I can see it, I must be dreaming. When I was a kid, I was always in training classes and interest classes. I was lifeless all day long. There was no way I could be so energetic."

The scene changes.

Geng Jingzhi was in the room, gently blowing little Fuyao's hair.

There was no talking, but it did not affect the warmth between mother and daughter.

Qin Fuyao was also impressed. She never thought that one day she would see her mother blow-drying her hair. It really shows that if you live long enough, you will see everything.

The scene is so outrageous that it is unbearable to watch.

She looked at the familiar furnishings and commented, "These days, dreams are truly advanced. They seem quite real."

After a while, the sound of the hair dryer turned off.

Geng Jingzhi ruffled little Fuyao's hair and said softly, "As expected of a mother's daughter, Fuyao is so beautiful."

Qin Fuyao: ???! What more? I got goosebumps all over my body.

You'd dream of enduring this kind of suffering, wouldn't you? I'll politely decline next time.

Little Fuyao grinned and said sweetly, "Mommy is beautiful too."

"You make me feel so strange, little sister..." Qin Fuyao couldn't help but complain, "What the hell is this? I can't stand this kind of scene."

Geng Jingzhi's eyes were filled with tenderness as she asked, "What do you want to do when you grow up?"

Xiao Fuyao pondered for a moment, "Hmm... I want to be a mathematician."

Qin Fuyao:?! Are you crazy, little sister?

Isn’t this what her mother expected in the real world? Seeing her talent in mathematics, her mother "ordered" her to become a mathematician who would bring honor to the family. When she was a child, she really took this order seriously.

Now it seems, haha.

I'm speechless. I can't continue this dream for even a second.

Qin Fuyao struggled to wake up.

When she regained consciousness, she smelled disinfectant, slowly opened her eyes, and saw the pure white ceiling.

It’s so cold, is this hell?

Oh, no.

This is a hospital.

She had no strength left in her body and wanted to speak, but she found her throat was dry and it felt like swallowing a razor blade when she swallowed her saliva.

If I'm not mistaken, he was probably hospitalized with a fever.

May I ask which kindhearted person sent it to her? One hundred and eight good people gave birth to it.

Qin Fuyao turned his head slightly and saw a familiar figure.

Who else could it be but Xiaoyi? Xiaoyi was still sitting comfortably on the sofa, looking down at her phone.

Li Yi raised his eyes and suddenly saw someone who was awake. He was so happy that he shouted, "Fuyao, Fuyao!"

He hurriedly put down his phone and walked quickly to the bedside, his face full of worry. He asked with great concern, "You are finally dead. Are you feeling unwell?"

"Ah?" Qin Fuyao squeezed out a word from his throat, and then uttered three clear words in succession, "I'm dead?"

The voice was hoarse and desperate.

At this moment, the already cold body felt even colder.

"Pa——" the sound of a crisp slap.

"Ugh!" Li Yi slapped himself in the face again without saying anything.

Qin Fuyao looked relieved. Fortunately, it seemed that he was not dead.

Li Yi asked: "Are you feeling unwell anywhere?"

Qin Fuyao only had one word: "Water."

Please, please get the child some water!

"What who? No one!" Li Yi looked around.

Qin Fuyao closed his eyes when he heard this.

Better to die.

Li Yi panicked when he saw her close her eyes again. He reached out and shook her arm, shouting, "Fuyao! Fuyao! Wake up! Don't scare me!"

“???!” Qin Fuyao frowned and opened his eyes again.

If eyes could stab people, she really wanted to stab herself to death in the mirror so that she wouldn't have to face such a scene.

Where's the doctor? Where's the doctor? Come and help! SOS!

The door of the VIP ward was opened.

Situ Jinghong came in carrying a lot of bags, then closed the door behind her and said, "Li Yi, I'm back."

"Is Qin Fuyao still alive?"

“?!” Qin Fuyao’s eyes turned black again and he sighed silently.

u1s1, I never thought that I would have such a disaster in my life.

It’s okay! It’s okay!

When Situ Jinghong saw Qin Fuyao wake up, he immediately greeted her, "What the hell is wrong with you?! When Li Yi and I walked in this morning, we saw you were pale and wouldn't wake up no matter how hard we tried. We thought you were dead and you almost scared us to death. We quickly asked someone to send you to the hospital."

Then, he added: "The doctor said you slept too deeply due to the fever, but I didn't expect you to be able to sleep so long after the fever subsided..."

They chased the doctor for three floors and asked questions. Only when they repeatedly confirmed that Qin Fuyao was not seriously injured and would wake up soon did they feel relieved.

Qin Fuyao: “…”

Last night, she lay in bed tossing and turning in unbearable pain. She forced herself to get up and play with her mobile phone for two hours. She didn't fall asleep until after four in the middle of the night. Now it was twelve o'clock noon, and she had only slept for eight hours.

This is not the point. The point is whether we can get her some water?

She blurted out another word: "Water."

"What do you mean by who is who?" Situ Jinghong looked around, "There's no one!"

Qin Fuyao was speechless to the extreme and laughed out of anger.

He spoke word by word, "I want to drink water!"

If they still don't understand, let them get out together.

"Oh oh oh!" Situ Jinghong woke up as if from a dream and said, "Wait a minute, I bought you some porridge."

“…”Excuse me?

Not long after.

Qin Fuyao sat up and saw a very unappetizing bowl of white porridge in front of him. There was nothing in it, just rice and water.

The doctor told her to keep a light diet, and they ate fried chicken, hamburgers, French fries and Coke next to the bed.

Qin Fuyao drank the plain porridge, which tasted bland.

Youyou said, "I can't stand strong smells. Can you guys go away?"

Already let it go, please be honest.

Situ Jinghong: "Hehe, no, it's really delicious."

Suddenly, the door of the ward opened again.

"Fuyao——"

Before I saw the person, I heard his voice first.