owe us a good fight

Chapter 60 A Heavy Injury

True peace is not avoiding the hustle and bustle of driving and horses, but cultivating hedgerows and planting chrysanthemums in the heart.The oriental youngsters enjoy delicious delicacies on a jade plate, savoring contentment in joy, sipping and drinking slowly, and brushing off the sweltering heat of the fast-paced city.

"The Chinese Chef God decided to make you a candied sweet potato today."

"it is good."

Cheng Songyuan's excitement didn't get a positive response, Cheng Mu agreed feebly, a little top-heavy, and quickly flashed into the bedroom as soon as he entered the door, and shrank into the bed.

Seeing Cheng Mu's uncharacteristic appearance, Cheng Songyuan had an intuition that something was wrong. He walked to the bed and asked softly, "Mu'er, are you sick?"

Cheng Mu wrapped the quilt tightly, leaving only one head outside, which looked like a glutinous rice dumpling: "No, you are a lazy person at home, how can you understand the hardships of work."

Cheng Songyuan stretched out his hand worriedly, and touched the temperature of his forehead: "Most of the announcements have been cancelled, and the venue of the concert has not yet been approved, so I am helpless."

In order not to arouse suspicion, Cheng Muqiang cheered up and diverted his attention without a trace: "Every family has a brainwashing bag, but not everyone is Bao Qingtian. Your trivial matter, even the one who was shortlisted for the Golden Crow Award I don’t even have the qualifications. Besides, you are a hot and big traffic, it’s not easy to completely block it, and the interests are entangled. Under the balance, there will always be a platform that does not hesitate to offend Xiao Guan and take the risk to invite you.”

After the development of the situation in the past few days, most of the passers-by are inclined to him, except for Cheng Mu's fans who are still fighting like chicken blood, and have worked tirelessly for decades to tear him down.Cheng Songyuan sighed and rubbed his head into the bed: "I've been walking so fast these years, I can finally stop and wait."

Cheng Mu thought to himself: If you don't mean it, who uploaded the video of Yan's seclusion?But as you said, these ten years are like a clockwork machine, working non-stop, working, receiving thousands of favors, but also losing many seemingly ordinary rights, sometimes waking up at night in a daze No matter where they are, they have never experienced winter and summer vacations when they were students. They really need a dream vacation.Cheng Mu tucked the quilt into his chin, showing secretive eyes: "Okay, then you can be a competent housewife."

Cheng Songyuan rubbed his hair in protest: "First! F-U-husband."

"Fourth tone!"

"First sound!"

"Fourth tone!"

"First sound!"

Cheng three-year-old and Cheng four-year-old bickered like playing house, neither would let the other.

Cheng Songyuan lowered his body, his four eyes met, blood churned, this action made the atmosphere intimate and ambiguous, if he continued, he would cross that line...

Cheng Mu's wound was aching, and he quickly escaped from his sight and asked, "Where's the candied sweet potato?"

Cheng Songyuan stroked his delicate cheeks slowly, and his magnetic voice floated in his ears: "Let's cook a meal first."

Cheng Mu closed his eyes slightly, feeling relieved: "Then why don't you go quickly?"

"I mean boiled raw rice." Cheng Songyuan leaned close to him affectionately, half-embracing him in his arms, the tips of his noses almost touching, the closer he got, the more the faint fragrance penetrated into his heart.

Inadvertently being rubbed against the wound on his arm, Cheng Mu felt a sharp pain and panted heavily: "Brother Pig, you are not a monkey, why are you so anxious!"

"Mu'er, what's wrong with you? Tell me." Cheng Songyuan felt strange for such an abnormal behavior as he hid as soon as he entered the door and wrapped himself up like a rice dumpling.

Cheng Mu was stunned for a moment, knowing that he couldn't hide it, he said lightly, "Accidentally cut my arm..."

"Have you disinfected it? Have you bandaged it? You can be careless!" Cheng Songyuan restrained his smile, and suddenly became serious, with a very scary expression.

Cheng Mu didn't dare to look him in the eyes, and said submissively, "I've been to the hospital, and it was treated normally."

Cheng Songyuan took out the zongzi and raised his sleeves. His whole arm was wrapped in thick white gauze, and there was still blood on his shirt. One could imagine how long and deep the wound was, which made him terrified and horrified when he thought about it.

Seeing Cheng Mu's sleepy and weak appearance, Cheng Songyuan was at a loss, besides his heartache, he also felt deeply powerless.He nodded his head and felt heavy breathing: "You should have a good rest."

Wandering through the years, the belated jasmine is clustered together, and the white and tender buds reveal a little greenness.

Cheng Mu hesitated for two full days before going to the hospital. The room was filled with flowers and fruits, and even the corridor by the door was neatly arranged in a row.

The door is ajar, the ward is a suite, and the layout is not inferior to that of a hotel. The carpet is soft and breathless, and the voice inside is particularly clear: "Do you remember that we were in bed together, staying up all night, and having a long talk? Am I angry that you regret not going abroad to study with me? You wake up, you said that you will never betray the revolutionary friendship again.”

Cheng Mu stayed quietly for a few minutes, and suddenly his hands and feet became cold: "Xiaoyun hasn't woken up yet? What did the doctor say?"

Dong Qiuqiao was stunned for a moment, then warned: "You are so courageous, go away! When Uncle Xiao comes back, you will be finished."

The incandescent lamp on the top sizzled, as if something went wrong, flickering and flickering, dazzling people's eyes.

Before Cheng Mu could answer, a familiar voice came from the ward: "What happened?"

Dong Qiuqiao's bright eyes flashed, seeing that it was Cheng Songyuan who was coming, grabbed the leather bag on the table, covered his head and face, and beat him on the back, making a dull thumping sound.

"Dong Qiuqiao! What are you doing!" Cheng Songyuan frowned displeasedly, raising his hand to cover the continuous attack.

Dong Qiuqiao said angrily: "Wake you up! How can Xiaoyun feel sorry for you, you want to let her down like this. You broke up with her heartlessly, and she is so stupid as to save her rival in love because of you."

Pale golden sunlight poured into the room like an hourglass in a bottle, and Cheng Songyuan's heart felt empty and sore. He thought it was a throbbing heartbeat, like the fragrance of new Longjing tea, but it was blown away by the wind and turned into ashes in time; I thought it was a perfect couple, like the lyrics written into the youthful years, but it seemed to reflect the flowing water of the phoenix tree buds, against the waves of time.

The person on the bed opened his eyes vaguely, and stared at Cheng Songyuan almost greedily. The familiar eyebrows were the ones she missed day and night, like the sweet fructose in childhood, fresh and bright.Just like every young girl, knowing that this is a serious injury, she still fantasizes about the beautiful love, and dances a sad and beautiful love song to the rhythm of her heart until she dies without a problem.

"Xiaoyun is awake, you two stop arguing." Cheng Mu called softly.

Xiao Yun raised his face slightly, chuckled lightly, and said in a charming and sweet voice, "Why are there so many people? What happened? Xiao Qiao, has your notice to study abroad arrived? Cheng Mu, we are jointly responsible for the children's fund. Youth Education Envoy? Cheng Songyuan, Cheng Mu's captain? Why are you all here?"

Cheng Mu's captain?strange name.Dong Qiuqiao pressed the call button on the nurse's desk at the head of the bed, and asked in surprise, "Don't you know Xiao Yuan?"

Xiao Yun looked around calmly: "Of course we know each other. We discussed it in private. To say that he has no face is to say that Ma Yun has no money."

Dong Qiuqiao's shoulders trembled, and she looked her up and down: "What are you talking about three years ago?"

At this time, several doctors and nurses came to the hospital bed with instrument carts to measure blood pressure, ECG monitoring, and various examinations.

"Xiao Yun." Xiao Guan, who happened to come back, ran excitedly to the bed, hugged his waking daughter tightly, and cast a sidelong glance at Cheng Songyuan from the corner of his eye.

The attending doctor showed a slight smile: "Congratulations to Mr. Xiao, the lady's vital signs are stable, and all the indicators are normal. She can be discharged after staying in the hospital for a few more days of observation."

Dong Qiuqiao was a little depressed: "But she doesn't seem to remember many things."

The attending doctor flipped through the inspection records and said with confidence: "The patient suffered a severe head injury and will experience temporary amnesia, and may also lose part of his memory. Xie will have another CT scan of the brain, and there should be no serious problems."

Unbearable, Xiao Guanying watched like a wolf, and dragged Cheng Songyuan into the bathroom, tightly wrapped around his wrist, wishing his nails could dig into his flesh: "I want your life to be worse than death, since you dare to do such a thing, then You should know what consequences you will bear! I will definitely not let Cheng Mu go, you wait to collect his body."

There are only the two of them in the space close by, like a cage.Facing the threat, Cheng Songyuan showed a sharp and majestic face inadvertently, and his originally soft and bright face suddenly had a stern and cold taste.The young man's wet and stubborn voice came Yiyi, without any fear: "I am the one who is wrong, you can deal with me alone, but I will protect the person I want to protect."