Mr. Tan's Mr. Tan

It's February in 18, and the taste of the new year is getting stronger.

Weibo hot spots are emerging one after another, the Monkey King is on the trump card 3, Xie Na gave birth to twins...

Tan Xiao's topic gradually faded.

The first round of online voting for the best anchor of the year ended, and Tanxiao ranked first with an incredible number of votes.

In the end, the best anchor of the year will be selected among the top five with the highest number of votes.

The top five winners with the highest number of votes are required to provide a recorded work of not less than 10 minutes with selected topics, and then scored by three judges. The anchor with the highest score will win the trophy of the best anchor of the year.

And Tan Xiao was still in a coma, and missed the trophy. All the fans regretted it, but they could only help their idol to get here.

In the afternoon, after the sunshine was put away, there was a trace of temperature, and soon after the wind changed, it fell into the night and the lights began to come on.

There are window grilles pasted on the windows of the wards of the Municipal Hospital of Traditional Chinese Medicine. Looking up from downstairs, the window grilles reflect the lights, making it warm and festive.

After Tan Jiping gave Tan Xiao a massage in the morning, he changed his clothes by the way. After a long day of hard work, he hurried back to the hospital at night. After the nurses got off work, he took over the care of Tan Xiao.

"Lin Hu just praised you for being so good today," Tan Jiping bent his knuckles and flicked the tip of Tan Xiao's nose, moved his palm up, and pressed it against the top of Tan Xiao's head. , the lines of his face even became more rigid because of the cold wind. When he looked at the person lying on the hospital bed, his tone and eyes were so gentle that he could get tired of it. .”

Tan Xiao opened his eyes blankly. His formerly clever and cunning peach blossom eyes were like a pool of stagnant water, without any consciousness or focus. He stared at the ceiling blankly and blankly. Occasionally blinking was only a physiological reaction.

Tan Jiping held Tan Xiao's hand, and his face was very close to him.

He lowered his head and kissed the center of Tan Xiao's eyes, and then kissed down along the straight bridge of the nose. At the end of the kiss, the two noses were facing each other. Tan Jiping could clearly feel the faint heat from Tan Xiao's breathing. Pounce on the skin of his face.

Only when he and Tan Xiao are so close can Tan Jiping's heart, which has been forced to be quiet for a whole day, truly find a moment of peace.

He put his forehead against Tan Xiao's forehead, moved his palm to the position where Tan Xiao's chest kept beating, closed his eyes, and felt his body temperature, his breathing, and his heartbeat.

These ordinary vital signs are quite hard-won for Tan Xiao, who has been through the gate of hell.

Life is precious.

It was only at this time that Tan Jiping truly realized the weight of these words.

...Thank you for being alive, smile.

……Thank you.

His mother was lying on the hospital bed with a heart attack, and every time she came out of the emergency room, she was as weak as if she had peeled off a layer of skin.

As an illegitimate child when he was a child, his always busy father would never show up at the first moment of his mother's illness.

If the nanny Yu Ma is not at home, he will be the only one waiting in the emergency room.

In the cold corridor of the hospital, little Tan Jiping was lonely and afraid of his mother who did not know whether he could be rescued successfully.

His mother was the only one who could save him in dire straits.

His mother is the only one who really cares about him.

Except for his mother, no one cares whether he is cold, hungry or not, and whether he is being bullied by his classmates at school.

He hated the hospital emergency room deeply.

Because every time he stood outside and waited for him, there would be no good news.

He was too afraid of losing the only mother he could rely on. This deep-rooted fear was planted in his subconscious since he was a child. The deep fear accompanied him through a childhood that was not sunny, a young boy who was forced to mature, until grown up.

When he grasped some of the disposable rights in his hands, he hired the best doctor to find a life for his mother.

He knew about the operation with a success rate of only 20.00%, but he didn't dare to sign it.

Because he was afraid of losing, he kept procrastinating. Even though he knew that his mother's life was not easy, Tan Ji would rather lie to himself and keep the status quo.

The moment Tan Xiao was pushed into the emergency room, the childhood nightmare reappeared.

He was no longer as young as he was then, but his palpitations were several times stronger than at that time.

Tan Jiping looked at the emergency room, sweating like rain.

He dared not even move.

Tan Xiao, Tan Xiao.

You have to live, you have to live.

If you die...what else in this world is there to miss?

Tan Jiping looked at the red light outside the emergency room, and a crazy idea came to his mind——

if you die...

Heaven or hell, I will accompany you.

"A Xiao," Tan Jiping put on a clean diaper for Tan Xiao, and continued to massage Tan Xiao, his tone sometimes low and sometimes short with the movements, "Is it comfortable? Is this strength okay?"

Tan Jiping invited the best combination of traditional Chinese medicine and western medicine for diagnosis and treatment. Tan Xiao's recovery is very optimistic.

First of all, he has the consciousness to urinate independently. Secondly, although his swallowing function is not complete, it has not been completely lost. Other vegetative people need nasal catheters and catheters to maintain their lives. Tan Xiao had all of them removed on the fourth day of hospitalization. need.

What's more, beside him is Tan Jiping who does everything by himself.

"He can't live without dignity," Tan Jiping said, "I'll take care of him."

I do your back.

For better or for worse, rich or poor, sick or healthy, love and cherish each other until death do us part.

"...until death do us part."

Tan Jiping and Tan Xiao clasped their fingers together, and silently agreed.

He learned acupoint massage and meridian massage from traditional Chinese medicine to try to prevent Tan Xiao from developing a series of complications due to muscle atrophy or active tissue necrosis due to prolonged bed rest.

The urinary catheter is easy to cause urethritis and cystitis, and Tan Jiping is not allowed to use it no matter how convenient it is. Even the liquid food that Tan Xiao even eats is carefully cooked, and can only be eaten after being prepared by a nutritionist.

Even if Tan Xiao could only eat liquid food before waking up and couldn't take care of his bowels, he was still much better than other vegetative people.

The fatal blow to the back of the head had undone the stitches, leaving a hideous girdle waiting to come off.

Turn over every two hours, massage at least once a day, feed on time, and no feeding after [-] pm... These requirements are the nursing regulations written on the wall, and strive for perfection.

Unless Tan Jiping really can't stay in the hospital, he will accompany Tan Xiao almost all the time, and these things are not pretended to others.

On the contrary, the nurses who were invited were like helpers, who only had to pour water to help.

Luo Feng chased Tan Jiping a few times at first, and took care of Tan Xiao himself, but found that taking care of a vegetative person is completely different from taking care of a drunk person.

Taking care of a vegetative person is tedious and repetitive, and the state of not knowing what year and month will be the size is very exhausting.

Tan Jiping, who was beaten and scolded by him all day long, persevered unexpectedly, and he did a good job. He was attentive and careful, and put Tan Xiao first in everything.

That posture is like... as if he still treats Tan Xiao as a lively Tan Xiao, afraid that he will be cold, afraid that he will be hot, afraid that he will be hungry, and afraid that he will not feel well.

He talked with him, slept with him, took him for a walk... Tan Jiping took care of Tan Xiao with ease, without any reluctance.

Tan Xiao recovered quickly and well under his care.

The doctor said it has a lot to do with the mood of the patient.

Luo Feng didn't know how to describe his mood.

Luo Shaoxia weighed the pros and cons without sleep and considered for two days and two nights all night, and decided to give Tan Jiping a chance to redeem his sins.

Tan Xiao fought desperately for this man, and finally got his reward.

"Does it hurt?" Tan Jiping turned Tan Xiao over to his side, and rubbed the acupuncture point next to the butterfly bone on his back, "Huh? Lighten up?"

Tan Xiao's skin is fair, and Tan Jiping can't hit too lightly, otherwise it won't have the effect of invigorating blood circulation and stimulating. After each massage, Tan Xiao's body will be covered with light red fingerprints.

"I'm going to clean up the house," Tan Jiping pressed his hand along the muscle texture of Tan Xiao's calf, "I'll take you home to sleep for a night in a while—if the doctor agrees."

"I bought the flowers and plants we planted together. The seeds I just planted yesterday can germinate in spring. When you... wake up, you can see them blooming."

Every afternoon, Tan Jiping would spare time to clean the dusty building, and to study and care for those flowers and plants that were not enlightened.

The balcony with the fragrance of birds and flowers, the tea table and rattan chairs on the side, those arrangements full of Tan Xiao, he is restoring everything to its original state.

He worked hard little by little, flicked away the dust, and rebuilt a home that belonged to them.

And when he comes home—

May there be no years to look back, and I would like to live together with deep affection.

After the massage, Tan Jiping wrapped Tan Xiao in a bath towel, hugged him horizontally, and kissed him lightly on his smooth forehead.

"Director Tan, I'm going to pick you up."

Luo Feng pushed open the door of the ward, took off the scarf, got out lazily from the hat, shook his head, stepped on Luo Feng's arm, jumped onto the bed, squatted on the position where Tan Xiao slept, tilted his black cat head Looking at Luo Feng suspiciously.

"Meow?"

Luo Feng heard the sound of water in the bathroom, glanced over there, looked away, and inserted the red plum into the vase.

"The villain took your master to take a shower."

Luo Feng supported the bed and sat down, patted Lanlan, and said as usual: "Let's wait."

Lazily lay down, resting his head on his paws, quietly staring in the direction of the bathroom in a daze.

It lives with Luo Feng now, doesn't often see Tan Xiao, is depressed all day long, squats in front of the window and looks into the distance, doesn't eat much, and has lost weight since childhood.

Qian Yueqian also came with a serious face.

Ever since he learned that Tan Xiao might never wake up to take over Tan Xiao's job, he never smiled again.

And the first question when you come to the hospital must be——

"Are you awake?"

Luo Feng shook his head.

Qian Yueqian looked indescribably frustrated.

"I will wake up," Luo Feng said, "We have to believe in Xiaoxiao."

Qian Yueqian pursed his lips, his phoenix eyes turned white, and he wanted to say fart, but swallowed it back.

He pulled a stool and sat down, "What about others?"

Luo Feng pointed to the bathroom.

"Damn..." Qian Yueqian was very uncomfortable, "How long will Tan Jiping eat tofu with that marriage certificate?"

Luo Feng also questioned Tan Jiping on this issue, and Tan Jiping was justified.

"The Marriage Law stipulates that married partners cannot sue for divorce when one party is seriously ill."

Luo Feng: "..."

Let this bastard take over all the good things! !

——Tan Xiao hasn't divorced this bastard yet!

"Depend on!"

Luo Feng got knocked off the bed, his whole body was in a kind of anger that his little friend had a secret with others.

If this year's birthday wish hadn't been assigned to other more important wishes, his birthday wish this year would definitely be to let Tan Jiping go.

He relayed the original words to Qian Yueqian.

Qian Yueqian said in pain: "...I'm going out to smoke a cigarette."

Xuer, Qian Yutong rubbed his hands and feet and pushed open the door.

"I'm freezing to death!" Qian Yutong entered the door timidly, shaking his neck and shivering.

Zhao Xu had a bag of fruit in each of his left and right hands, and closed the door with his feet.

The three people in the ward peeped at each other, silently raised their hands and waved, and each sat in a corner.

Lazily moved the tips of his ears, and the door of the ward was opened again.

Luo Feng jumped up and took the cake from Yu Nian's hand.

"Are you done? Is it blueberry cream cake?"

"Well," Yu Nian kissed Luo Feng's forehead, put one hand on his waist, and put his forehead against him, "I've been waiting for a long time."

In the bathroom, Tan Jiping hugged Tan Xiao while taking a bath, taking care of every corner carefully.

Tan Xiao didn't have any consciousness, sitting on the chair that Tan Jiping specially moved into the bathroom, with his eyes downcast.

"Today is Luo Feng's birthday," Tan Jiping rinsed the bubbles, turned off the water, raised his hand and pulled off a bath towel, "Did you forget?"

Tan Jiping dragged him by the waist to make him stand up, quickly wiped off the water droplets on his back, then rolled up his bathrobe, wrapped him up, and hugged him horizontally.

"Would you like to give him a surprise yourself?"

The person in the arms bowed his head obediently, his red lips were steamed, his eyelashes were also stained with mist, trembling, very innocent.

Tan Jiping hugged him tightly, kissed him on the cheek, put his chin on the top of Tan Xiao's head, and comforted him: "It's not your fault if you don't deliver it, it's all my fault, I'll deliver it, I'll deliver it for you. "

Tan Jiping made sure to wrap him up and carried him out.

Luo Feng unpacked the cake and placed it in the middle of the table, surrounded by several people, Qian Yutong turned off the headlights, and the ward was dim.

Tan Jiping appeared with Tan Xiao in his arms, and immediately attracted the attention of the audience. Luo Feng, the birthday man, ran to pull back the quilt, and drove Lan Lan to the corner of the bed.

"You finally finished your shower." Luo Feng sighed.

Qian Yueqian immediately leaned over to help Tan Jiping cover Tan Xiao with the other side of the quilt, then bent down, and looked closer at Tan Xiao.

It's hard for him to imagine that the handsome director who speaks sharply, but is actually kind-hearted, and always looks like the sky is falling is none of my business, will lie down so quietly, maybe for a few months, or maybe for a lifetime.

You ran away before I chased you.

Qian Yueqian stretched out his hand affectionately, wanting to touch Tan Xiao.

Tan Jiping opened Qian Yueqian's hand that was about to move.

Qian Yutong dragged his stupid brother back.

"Ahem, er, cut the cake, cut the cake."

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