Life With You

Song Xi and George Sheng were in the same hospital, even on the same floor, but no one dared to tell her that George Sheng went out sitting up, but was pushed back while lying down. Ling Yue redressed his wound, and George Sheng fell into a coma. Qiao Aiwen I just came out of the ICU and saw George Sheng like this. I couldn't find the right tone to cry. Fortunately, Tong Hao was still around and comforted me: It's okay. Brother Sheng and Yuan Bao will be fine.

While George Sheng was in coma, the city sent people down to talk to Qiao's family by name. Tong Hao wanted to go, but his surname was not Qiao. After hearing the news, Qiao Aiwen wiped her tears and adjusted her breathing, I'll go.

Tong Hao looked at her with a look of worry in his eyes. Qiao Aiwen knew what he was thinking. After taking a deep breath, she replied calmly and calmly: Aren't they looking for the Qiao family? I am.

Tong Hao felt a little distressed. Since Qiao Dingxiang passed away, all the affairs of the Qiao family have been taken care of by George Sheng. He has never fallen and cannot fall. This time is an accident. Many pairs of eyes are watching. , if George Sheng falls, the Qiao family will still be indifferent.

Qiao Aiwen is usually carefree and cheerful, and looks like she is heartless. In fact, she knows clearly in her heart that all her stability and wantonness are given by her father and brother. Now in this critical moment, let alone a woman, even if she is a Children, too, have to step up to the plate.

The people sent by the city were waiting outside the ward. Qiao Aiwen said to Tong Hao in the room: Teach me how to say it.

Tong Hao saw the determination and fearlessness in her eyes, and couldn't tell whether he was happy or proud for a moment. Sure enough, no one in the Qiao family was a coward.

This day is destined to be a restless day, no less bloody than last night. Now it seems that the dust has settled, but it is actually the calm before the storm.

Ling Yue injected George Sheng with a tranquilizer, and George Sheng slept for four or five hours before waking up. It was after twelve o'clock at night. When he opened his eyes, he saw someone lying next to the bed, holding their hands together. He twitched slightly, intending to touch the top of her head, but Song Xi was startled and quickly raised her head.

When did you wake up? Song Xi looked at George Sheng and asked.

George Sheng said, Did I scare you just now?

Song Xi shook his head, No.

George Sheng tacitly understood that Song Xi was a very heavy sleeper in the past, and he might not be able to wake up even if he screamed. How could he wake up with the slightest movement? At first glance, it was clear that what happened last night left a shadow in my heart.

Song Xi didn't know yet about George Sheng's wound. She sat by the bed and said, Senior brother said you couldn't sleep well, so he gave you an injection to make you sleep. Your face doesn't look good. Does your leg hurt a lot?

George Sheng said: It doesn't hurt.

Song Xi said: Don't be brave, just say it when it hurts. It's not shameful to take an analgesic injection, so why bother yourself?

Seeing her anxious look, George Sheng said softly with tenderness in his eyes: It really doesn't hurt, and I'm not lying to you.

Song Xixi wanted to hit him, why was he so stubborn? But facing his pale face, how could she do it?

George Sheng asked her: Is your waist feeling better?

Song Xi responded: I'm fine, just take a rest and I'll be fine. I went to see Yuan Bao before and he hasn't woken up yet, but all the indicators are normal. You don't have to worry.

George Sheng said: Are you exhausted these two days? I'll ask someone to take you home.

Song Xi said: I'm not going anywhere, I'll be wherever you are.

She leaned down next to him. Most of the time, she didn't need to say anything, just being with him was enough.

Unconsciously, Song Xi lowered her eyelids and fell asleep again. George Sheng remained motionless, knowing that she had not slept well in the past two days and was afraid of waking her up.

Song Xi held one of George Sheng's arms and slept particularly peacefully, as if she would not be afraid in her dreams as long as he was there.

She slept for an hour and a half. When she raised her head, George Sheng was awake. The two looked at each other. Her eyelids were half lowered, and she subconsciously raised the corners of her lips and smiled lazily at him, as if Same as home.

George Sheng stayed with her for a while, then said, Call Tong Hao in for me.

Song Xi asked: Do you have anything to do with him? I asked him to go to the lounge to relax for a while before I came in. He didn't close his eyes for a long time.

George Sheng said: Then push the wheelchair over.

Song Xi asked: Where do you want to go?

George Sheng said: Bathroom.

Song Xi realized it later and said immediately: Tell me earlier, I will get you a bedpan.

A look of embarrassment quickly flashed across George Sheng's eyes, and he said loudly: No, I'll go down.

As he spoke, he stubbornly sat up. Song Xi held him down and said, It's just the two of us, what else are you embarrassed about? If your legs can stay on the bed, try not to get out of the bed. You're always going back and forth like this, right? The wound doesn’t heal well.”

George Sheng shook his head. There was no need to discuss it. Asking him to solve it in bed was impossible.

Song Xi persuaded her for more than ten seconds, and George Sheng said, I've been holding it in for half an hour.

Song Xi had nothing to do with him, so she had to lift the quilt for him and told him not to use too much force on his left leg. She supported him to walk to the bathroom, and he put his arm around her shoulders. When she was relieving herself, the two of them stood side by side. The sound of water flowing with a red face and heartbeat.

Although the two of them had been together for so long and had done more intimate things, helping him to the toilet... this was the first time, and it was inexplicably shameful.

George Sheng caught a glimpse of Song Xi's unnatural look from the corner of his eye, opened his thin lips, and said aloud: How long will it take for my leg to heal?

Song Xi thought he was worried, and replied with a serious face: If you follow the doctor's advice, with your physical fitness, you can recover well in one month to forty-five days, but if you keep moving around, then I can’t tell, it could be three months or even longer.”

George Sheng said: It's been so long, and I feel even more sorry for you.

Song Xi was keenly aware that her words were going in the wrong direction, and couldn't help but look up at him. George Sheng's face was calm, his eyes were sincere, and he didn't mean to make fun of him at all. She didn't know how to say it.

After he went to the toilet, the two of them went back. When George Sheng lay on the bed again, he looked at Song Xi and said, I want to tell you something.

Song Xi raised her eyes and looked back at him.

Something happened to a good friend of mine. He left behind a son. His mother was too old to take care of him. From now on, this child will stay with us.

There was no surprise or displeasure on Song Xi's face, she just asked: Is that the kid who spilled the wine on you?

Yeah. George Sheng responded.

A woman's intuition is sometimes as accurate as a radar. She guessed that there was no disturbance in her heart before, but after George Sheng confirmed it, she suddenly felt a tightness in her throat and an indescribable sourness.

After a brief silence, she said: Okay, don't you really like children, let alone your friend's son. From now on, he will be raised as his own son. This will give us a taste of what it's like to be a parent in advance.

George Sheng asked: Do you like children?

Song Xi raised the corners of her lips and replied, I never thought about it before, but now I like it.