Love him deep into bone marrow Jian Hanfeng Chengyou

Jian Qing's illness was caused by life and death, and the family did not have sufficient medical resources. Just after Dai Shengding checked him, the ambulance came.

Zhang Chen'er didn't plan to send his son to Cheng's house, Cheng Wei had always disliked Jian Qing, if he went to their house again, half of his life would probably be lost.

The medical staff carried Jian Qing from the ground onto a stretcher, and then onto the ambulance. Zhang An'er and Assistant Chen followed immediately, and Cheng Wen also subconsciously wanted to get into the car, but was held back by Dai Shengding, "What are you going to do?"

"I..." Cheng Wen was stunned, looked at him a little blankly, and whispered, "Ah Qing is my friend."

In fact, after amnesia, he and Jian Qing didn't really spend much time together, and they definitely couldn't reach the level of that kind of important friend. Perhaps there was a bond deep in his heart that even Cheng Wen didn't understand, which prompted him to care about him. , I will be very anxious to see Jian Qing injured and unconscious.

"With his mother and assistant here, nothing will happen." Dai Shengding realized that his tone just now was too eager, so he said softly, "Don't worry."

"But..." Cheng Wen turned to look at the ambulance, and the door was being slammed shut by the medical staff.

There was an inexplicable emotion in his heart, and he still wanted to follow, although neither his father nor his fiancé liked Ah Qing very much.

The medical staff always acted quickly in matters like first aid. After closing the back door, they got into the car and left immediately. The characteristic long sound of an ambulance gradually disappeared in the tympanic membrane.

"Go in." Dai Shengding patted him on the back.

"..." Cheng Wen withdrew his sad eyes and nodded.

The door of the ward was pushed open, Zhang Chen'er pressed the switch beside the door, and the bright light drove away the darkness immediately.

"Son, get up and eat."

Jian Qing lay motionless on the bed with his back to her, his left arm was under his head, his body was slightly curled up, and he was wearing the striped hospital gown provided by the hospital.

He had woken up for a long time, and when he opened his eyes in the morning, he grabbed Zhang Chen'er's hand and asked where Cheng Wen was. Hearing that Cheng Wen hadn't come, he let go in disappointment, and lay silently on the bed for a whole day.

The whole knee was swollen from kneeling, and the joints were covered with bruises. I could walk, but it was very painful.

But the pain in the body is nothing, the grievance and suffering in the heart are the real torture.

Cheng Wen didn't care about him at all.

Zhang Chen'er tentatively called out 'son' softly, and Jian Qing returned to her in a sullen tone.

"no appetite."

Zhang Chen'er sighed, went to the bed and sat down, put the thermos bucket on the bedside table, reached out and patted his shoulder, persuading him. "Eat as much as you want."

"I don't want to eat." Jian Qing's eyes fell on the single sofa in front of him, he didn't move for a long time, and said dumbly. "Go back, I want to be alone."

"You've been alone for a whole day." Zhang Chen'er frowned.

Since Cheng Wen's memory loss, Jian Qing doesn't like to talk very much. Although she still laughs in front of her parents, she doesn't look the same as before.

It seemed that it became quieter and more stable overnight.

Such growth is worrying.

"..."

Zhang Chen'er waited for a while, seeing that he didn't reply, he sighed deeply inwardly.

"OK then."

"There are seafood fried rice and hibiscus egg soup in the insulated box. If you are hungry, you can get up and eat by yourself."

"En." Jian Qing kept his back to her, and replied in a low voice.

Zhang Chen'er got up and went out, took it to the door, held the doorknob and gave instructions.

"Mom will come to see you tomorrow morning, and if you need anything, call me."

"Don't run around, you can't run around in your current body."

"Hmm." Jane Qing said.

Zhang Chen'er is naturally worried about Jian Qing, but his son is getting older and needs his own private space. When he feels uncomfortable, he may need quietness and self-digestion more than the company of his parents.

Plus there was indeed something to do tonight.

She was going to talk to Cheng Wen's father in person.

It's really hard to imagine that Cheng Wen's soft temper has such a strong father.

The door of the ward was closed, and the room immediately returned to silence.

Not long after, there was a light knock on the door outside.

The nurse who made the ward rounds would come here every time, but Jian Qing didn't want to see anyone, and she didn't want to bother to speak.

Anyway, they don't need to respond, they will come in.

Soon, the knock on the door disappeared, and Jian Qing heard the sound of the door being slowly pushed open.

He closed his eyes and frowned slightly, feeling annoyed.

Until there was a soft, tentative call from behind.

"Ah Ching..."

Jian Qing suddenly opened her eyes, thinking that she had heard wrongly, after a few seconds of stunned, Li Yu sat up on the bed as if standing upright, ignoring the pain in her body.

The man standing at the door was thin, wearing a dark brown motorcycle fleece jacket and a black scarf. His clear black eyes were embedded in his small fair face, and he was looking at him worriedly.

Jian Qing's Adam's apple twitched, and finally realized that he was not dreaming.

"...Why did you come here suddenly?"

Before Cheng Wen could speak, Dai Shengding came out from behind him and answered for him with a light smile.

"Xiaowen said that you are his friend, and he is worried, so I will accompany him to see you, so that he can rest assured."

Jian Qing looked at Cheng Wen and saw him nodding.

The smile on the pale face stiffened for a moment, but it quickly returned to normal. Enduring the swelling and pain in her knees, Jian Qing got out of bed and stood up, awkwardly pulling away the chair beside the bed, and said to Cheng Wen.

"Come in... come in and sit down."

There was only one chair, and the two stood still.

When Jian Qing came to her senses, she turned her head and looked around at a loss, pointing to the two pure leather single sofas against the wall.

"You can sit there too."

Dai Shengding put his arm around Cheng Wen's shoulders, walked over and sat down by himself.

The atmosphere was depressed for a while.

Jian Qing felt that the intimacy they revealed unconsciously was really an eyesore, but she was uncontrollably happy in her heart that Cheng Wen was able to visit him, even though this joy was mixed with more sadness and astringency.

The corners of his eyes were red, with a smile on his face all the time, he limped to the bedside table, bent over and took out the fruit basket that Zhang Chen'er had bought earlier in the cabinet, and turned to Cheng Wendao.

"I have fruit here, what do you want to eat?"

"..." Cheng Wen parted his lips, wanting to say that he had already had dinner before coming, and he didn't really want to eat now.

Before he could say it, Jian Qing suddenly interrupted him, "I know."

"You like to eat tangerines, don't you?"

At that time, the little fool hadn't lost his memory. After giving birth, he stayed in the hospital. Yin Jingnan peeled the tangerines. Jane washed the cherries and handed them to Cheng Wen. Cheng Wen ate what Yin Jingnan gave.

He still brooded about it for a long time.

At that time, Cheng Wen didn't want to be with him anymore, and even said that he wanted to go with Yin Jingnan, but he threatened Yin Jingnan with his children, so he forced him to stay.

It was only after he proposed to him at the baby's full moon banquet that he was willing to open his heart to Jian Qing again.

Looking back now, it's another scene.

"No, don't bother, I..." Cheng Wen whispered.

"No trouble, no trouble at all." Jian Qing took out all the tangerines in the fruit basket, held them in her arms, walked over and put them two by two on the small table between Cheng Wenwen and Dai Shengding.

He was obviously a lover he had known before, but at this moment in front of Cheng Wen, his hands were shaking with nervousness, and some disobedient oranges rolled to the ground, Jian Qing quickly bent down to pick them up, picked them up and put them on his clothes to wipe off the dust, a little clumsy He peeled off the skin and stuffed it into Cheng Wen's hands, "...Eat."

Then he turned around and left, ready to wash some other fruits.

Cheng Wen noticed that Jian Qing's walking posture was not right just now, and his eyes fell on the hollow of his knee, "Ah Qing, your leg..."

Jian Qing paused slightly, actually he didn't really want Cheng Wen to see his distressed appearance, so he smiled and walked to the bathroom with the fruit basket in his hand.

"It's okay, it will be fine in a few days."

The tall figure showed an unconcealable loneliness.

Cheng Wen's throat tightened.

Jian Qing carefully rinsed all the fruits in the fruit basket made of rattan. When he came out, water was still dripping on the ground. He noticed that he turned around and went back to wipe off the water stains with a towel, and then carried them to Cheng Cheng. On the ground in front of Wen.

After all this was done, he seemed to have nothing to do, he retreated stiffly to the bed and sat down slowly, softly.

"What else do you want to eat, I'll peel it for you."

Dai Shengding smiled calmly, "No need, I'm here, so why bother you to take care of Xiao Wen for me."

Jane Qing nodded, "Yes."

"Really, there's no need, I'm not hungry..." Cheng Wen squeezed the orange meat in his hand and smoothed things over nervously.

Jian Qing looked up and gave him a comforting smile, "It's okay, just don't eat if you don't want to eat."

Cheng Wen nodded, "Hmm..."

The sudden ringtone of the mobile phone broke the embarrassment in the air.

It came from Dai Shengding, he lowered his head and took out his cell phone from his pocket, looked at the screen, and had to go out to answer a call.

Turning to Cheng Wen, "It's a matter of work, I have to deal with it."

"Well, good." Cheng Wen nodded obediently.

Dai Shengding got up and rubbed Cheng Wen's head, "Little Wen, please speak quickly if you have anything to say, we can't stay here for too long, we have to rush to my classmate's birthday party later."

Cheng Wen put his hands on his knees, still obeying obediently.

When the person went out, he turned his head to look at Jian Qing, only to find that he was looking at him. After being discovered, Jian Qing immediately lowered his red eyes, and sat on the edge of the bed, looking a little helpless.

Cheng Wen paused, "Ah Qing, your body..."

"He's fine, pretty good." Jian Qing said with a smile.

No matter how stupid Cheng Wen was, he knew it was a lie, but he wouldn't expose him, so he could only change his way of caring, "Have you had dinner yet?"

"Not yet." Jian Qing replied to him warmly.

"Why don't you eat at such a late hour?..." Cheng Wendao worried, "It's past eight o'clock now, and the doctor said that not eating on time is bad for the stomach..."

Seeing that he cared about her, Jian Qing was very happy, "I'll eat now."

He got up, took the thermos box, sat down beside the bed, opened it swiftly, and took a spoonful of seafood fried rice to his mouth.

Zhang Chen'er's craftsmanship has always been good, but Jian Qing suddenly really has some appetite.

After he swallowed it, he took another spoonful of fried rice and handed it to Cheng Wen, "Do you want to eat?"

In fact, it is completely subconscious behavior.

It is normal for lovers to feed each other and eat from the same utensils.

Jian Qing has not really changed from that role, and occasionally still has the illusion that the two are still in love.

At this time, Dai Shengding opened the door and came in after calling, and asked Cheng Wen if he could leave.

Cheng Wen recovered from his daze, got up and said, "I...I'm leaving."

Jian Qing pursed her lips, retracted her hand, and her voice became hoarse, "Then are you still here?..."