Dyed

Ming Chengyou was next to her, and Fu Ran could feel the heat source in his body transfer to himself through the place where his arms touched.

The two nurses were laughing with their lips pursed, whispering head to head.

"Let's go."

The nurse with the drip bottle touched her partner with her hand.

"Wait." Fu Ran said, "Hang up the water, I won't change it anymore, just wear my own clothes."

Ming Chengyou's eyes fell on her legs, which were covered with mud and dirt, and her clothes were not very clean.

The cuffs of the flimsy sweater were ripped open, looking like a professional beggar in the square.

Fu Ranshun moved his gaze down, and she put her legs together and took the hospital gown from Ming Chengyou's hand, "I'm going to the bathroom."

Ming Chengyou spread his hands, seeing her get up and stride away, he took out his mobile phone and made a call.

Fu Ran's slamming sound came to his ears, and he looked sideways, only to see a vague shadow cast on the frosted glass.

After tossing and tossing for a long time, I saw her come out. Her hair was disheveled and drooping on her shoulders. Due to static electricity, it was a little warped. It must be that it was not easy to change clothes. Ming Chengyou saw that she was panting badly.

Fu Ran walked to the bed wearing slippers, "Okay, let's hang up, how many bottles do you have?"

"Three bottles." The nurse stepped forward to prepare for the injection. "The anti-inflammatory medicine also has pain-relieving effects. There are three more bottles in the morning."

"So many." Fu Ran muttered in a low voice, she lifted the quilt and went to bed obediently, not daring to neglect, the wound really hurt badly.

Ming Chengyou stood at the end of the bed with his hands folded in front of his chest. Fu Ran lowered his head when the needle was inserted, and his hair covered the nurse's movements.

She held the other hand on the quilt nervously, not because she was afraid of pain, but just piercing it in would bring out the fear in her heart inexplicably.

The little nurse patted the back of her hand, "clench her fists tightly."

Ming Chengyou walked over and leaned against Fu Ran to the head of the bed. His arms naturally wrapped around her shoulders and pressed her head into his arms.

When she was distracted, the sharp needle had been accurately pierced into the dark blue blood vessel.

The nurse fixed it with adhesive tape, raised her head and pursed the dimples at the corner of her mouth, "You are so lucky to have such a loving boyfriend."

Fu Ran dropped her hands to her side and withdrew from Ming Chengyou's arms. The two pushed the car out of the room. Fu Ran stared at the IV bottle without blinking.

After a while, there was another knock on the door in the quiet room.

"Come in."

It's a waiter in a boutique clothing store, rushing in with a few bags.

The waiter held the bill in his hand, Ming Chengyou signed it and handed it back to him, took the bag and put it on Fu Ran's bedside.

Ming Chengyou found out the bag containing the men's clothing, and he stretched out his slender fingers to unbutton it like no one else was there.

Behind the three buttons, her strong chest was exposed. Fu Ran coughed lightly, and pointed to the bathroom, "Maybe a nurse will come in later."

The corner of his mouth twitched lightly, as if he didn't mind at all.

His fingers slid down again, but a wordless sadness suddenly flashed in his eyes, and the ongoing movement also stopped.

Ming Chengyou withdrew his hand, picked up the bag and walked towards the bathroom.

Fu Ran turned her head when she heard the sound of footsteps, and saw that the bathroom door was covered.

Ming Chengyou obviously had a shower when he came out, his hair was still wet, and his shirt was still unbuttoned. He wiped his hair with a dry towel, "What do you want to eat?"

Fu Ran looked out of the window, and now she saw that the sky was getting gloomy, "I'm not hungry."

"Aren't you hungry?"

"Well, I can't eat at all."

Ming Chengyou leaned over to the bed, "I'm going out to buy some food, by the way, bring your bag and give me the car keys."

"Isn't it with you?" Fang Cai forcefully dragged her into the car and took her keys.

Ming Chengyou suddenly remembered, he took out his coat and put it on, grabbed his wallet and cell phone to go out, thought for a while, turned around and said to Fu Ran, "I'll have someone come in to watch later, you take a break."

"No need." Fu Ran moved his eyes away from the drip bottle.

Ming Chengyou has already left the door alone.

In the huge ward, there was silence.

Ming Chengyou went outside and turned around and came back. When he walked into the ward, he saw a nurse standing by the bed. Fu Ran leaned against the head of the bed and put a pillow behind him, staring at the drip bottle from time to time.

Ming Chengyou gave her the bag, carrying the food packed from the hotel in his hand. "Why don't you sleep?"

"I am not sleepy."

The nurse put her on an intravenous drip, "This is the last bottle, a big bottle, it will last a little longer."

Ming Chengyou opened the packing boxes one by one, Fu Ran frowned at the smell, "I'm not hungry yet, I just want to sleep for a while."

People who are on an intravenous drip are powerless.

Ming Chengyou bent down and supported Fu Ran's side with his arms. Seeing her tired face, he still insisted, "Go to sleep, and eat after getting up."

Fu Ran stubbornly shook her head, looking at the drip bottle from time to time.

"Don't worry, I'll stay here to help you take care." Ming Chengyou saw her worry. He sat down on the edge of the bed. The hidden pain flashed across, "I never dared to fall asleep when I was on an IV."

Ming Chengyou laughed and teased, "Are you afraid that you won't be able to see the sun tomorrow when you open your eyes?"

Fu Ran was powerless to joke with him, she looked away, her eyes seemed to be covered with a layer of memory dust, the smile on the corner of Ming Chengyou's mouth gradually retracted, he saw Fu Ran lowered his head, but opened his mouth quickly.

"I was five years old when I was given a drip for the first time, and I was not considered a sensible age. I..."

She paused, and continued to use the previous address for Ming Chengyou, "My mother took me to the small clinic. They all had to go to work, and no one was with them. My mother said that hanging water is dangerous, so I must keep an eye on it." The bottle, if you see it is almost gone, call the doctor, or you will die."

"For a five-year-old child, dying means never seeing his parents. I was lying on the small bed in the clinic, my eyes were staring and I couldn't help but feel sleepy until I heard the nurse When I opened my eyes, I saw that the bottle was empty and the infusion tube had returned blood, and the shocking red color frightened me silly."

"The nurse tore off the needle in a hurry. I don't remember the pain anymore. Seeing the crowd pointing and sympathizing, I couldn't even cry."

That memory is so deep that it is engraved in my heart like a brand and cannot be erased.

"So you have to watch it by yourself?" Ming Chengyouju stared at Fu Ran's face surrounded by the light. The place where she stayed before seemed to be a world completely isolated from him.

Ming Chengyou can still remember that every time he was sick, either the doctor came to the house, or he lived in the first-class ward of the military hospital, wishing that there were guards standing outside.

"Yes," Fu Ran nodded, "Because my life is my own, I don't feel at ease entrusting it to others."

She rubbed her eyes, obviously very tired, Ming Chengyou took off her shoes and lifted the quilt to get in, Fu Ran was startled, her upper body straightened.

Ming Chengyou smiled when he saw her looking like an enemy. He put the cushion behind him, stretched out his arms to hug Fu Ran, and let her pillow in his arms, "I'll help you watch, I promise I won't fall asleep."

Fu Ran was nestled stiffly, and her eyes would look at the drip bottle from time to time, which had become a habit.

Even if someone tells her that the fluid will be cut off by itself after the infusion and there will be no accidents, she will still watch it.

During the period, Fan Xian called. Fu Ran only said that he was staying overnight at Qin Mumu's house, and that his arm injury would definitely not be hidden, and he would only talk about it when he got home tomorrow.