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This morning, Qiao Hao got off the night shift and came to Shi Dongdong's ward again.

Finally, this time the two met alone when Shi Dongdong was awake.

The bed curtain was drawn, and Shi Dongdong on the hospital bed was still drawing with a drawing board in his hand, and didn't have much reaction to Qiao Hao's arrival.

"So hardworking?" Qiao Hao had no choice but to jokingly say, dragging a stool and sitting by the bed.

"Anyway, I have nothing to do." Shi Dongdong still did not stop the pen in his hand, and he didn't even lift his eyelids when he spoke.

Qiao Hao had to glance at the picture he was drawing. The background of the picture was a western building. There was a large lawn in front of the building. On the lawn sat some young people basking in the sun, and Shi Dongdong's pen stayed on the right side of the paper. on the two men below.

He was coloring their clasped hands.

For no reason, Qiao Hao's heart sank and he was speechless for a while.

The bald head groaned from the pain from the next door, and his mother seemed to be massaging him. From time to time, the bald head yelled a few words because of the position and strength.

Qiao Hao was bored, but he couldn't move his footsteps.

He glanced at the fluid that Shi Dongdong was infusing, it was postoperative antibiotics, and there was a bag of milky white nutrient solution waiting to be transfused beside it.He knew that Shi Dongdong's body hadn't recovered since the operation, and he couldn't undergo chemotherapy for the time being.

"Can you give me the pencil sharpener under the cabinet?" Shi Dongdong finally raised his head, looked at Qiao Hao and said.

Qiao Hao nodded and brought him a pencil sharpener.

Shi Dongdong took the knife and began to sharpen the pencil seriously, as if he would not stop drawing for a while.

"Take a break, your body hasn't recovered yet." Qiao Hao had no choice but to tap Shi Dongdong's drawing board.

"Would you like to finish this picture?" Shi Dongdong lowered his head again.

Qiao Hao clenched his fist slightly, took a deep breath, and had no choice but to sit with him.In fact, he was busy all night last night. He transferred several patients from the emergency department and rescued an old man with pulmonary embolism.At this moment, he only felt that his eyelids were extremely heavy, and he wished he could spread his limbs and lie flat on the ground.

But Shi Dongdong was only immersed in the painting and didn't notice his exhaustion at all.

"What did you draw?" Qiao Hao asked while suppressing his emotions.

"When we were studying in France, we liked to sit on the lawn in front of the teaching building and bask in the sun." Shi Dongdong raised his head and smiled at Qiao Hao.

I don't know if it was the smile or the "we", Qiao Hao felt as if his heart had been lightly pricked by a thin needle.He decided not to continue this topic, but stretched out his hand to wipe Shi Dongdong's forehead, wanting to see if his postoperative low-grade fever had subsided.

Shi Dongdong didn't resist, and let Qiao Hao's hand visit him.

"I still have a little fever. The doctor said it was the absorbed heat after the operation. It will be fine in two days." Shi Dongdong lowered his head and did not stop writing.

But Qiao Hao felt that the heat in his hand was not low, so he took the pencil away from Shi Dongdong's hand.

"Stop drawing, lie down and rest." Almost an order.

Shi Dongdong looked at Qiao Hao amusedly, and hugged the drawing board in his arms, "It's you who should go back to sleep, right? Drawing doesn't take much effort."

"Are you sorry you didn't go to that person's engagement banquet?" Qiao Hao didn't know why he said such a sentence.

Shi Dongdong was startled for a moment, and then slowly opened his mouth after a while, "Well, maybe I could get a bouquet of flowers."

"Do you think there will be bouquets at the engagement banquet?" Qiao Hao sneered.

"That's right, it's just an engagement." Shi Dongdong pouted his lips and said disapprovingly.

Qiao Hao was so angry that he stared at Shi Dongdong for several seconds. His eyes were bloodshot from lack of sleep, and now his eyes were even redder.

Shi Dongdong subconsciously hugged the drawing board in his hand a little tighter.

This movement did not escape Qiao Hao's eyes, he went forward and snatched the drawing board almost without thinking.His movements were almost rude, and when the drawing board was taken away, he didn't know what part of Shi Dongdong's body was hit, and he frowned and bit his lips.

"Where did it hit?" Qiao Hao asked urgently, the hand holding the drawing board froze in mid-air.

Fortunately, Shi Dongdong seemed to be frightened by his sudden snatch, after a while, his brows were slowly untied.

"Give it back to me, I can't snatch you away." He said as if surrendering, and cast his eyes on the drawing board in Qiao Hao's hand.

"I'm sorry." Qiao Hao was suddenly very depressed, and he put the drawing board in front of Shi Dongdong.

Shi Dongdong took the drawing board, and silently smoothed the folded corner of the drawing paper. He didn't know whether he was too focused or had nothing to say, but he didn't answer Qiao Hao's apology.

Qiao Hao only felt top-heavy, and his heart was in a mess. His hands were tightly clenched into fists, and he was afraid that he would do something out of line again.Shi Dongdong's lowered face looked pale and thin, and his chin almost caught up with the girl.Qiao Hao had to remind himself, let him go, he just escaped a catastrophe.

"In the afternoon... I still have an outpatient clinic. If you want to paint so much, you can paint. However, you still... have to pay attention to rest. I'm going first." Qiao Hao said nonsense and decided to leave.

"Qiao Hao," before leaving, Shi Dongdong still called him, "You also have a good rest."

The man waved lightly to him on the hospital bed, and at some point he put the drawing board on the bedside table.

Qiao Hao's heart suddenly filled with reluctance.In fact, even watching him paint for a while by his side is a reassuring thing, compared to the fear that day.

But he didn't know why this meeting turned out like this.

Finally, Qiao Hao gritted his teeth and forced a smile to Shi Dongdong.

After leaving the ward, Qiao Hao met Molly in the corridor.

It was still a clear and hearty "Mr. Qiao", but Molly was startled when she saw Qiao Hao's face clearly.

"Mr. Qiao, what's the matter with you?" Molly's face showed undisguised worry.

"I was busy on the night shift last night." Qiao Hao pinched the corners of the eyes on both sides of the bridge of the nose with his hands, which were extremely sore.

"Mr. Qiao, wait a moment!" Molly grabbed his hand and told him to stand still, then turned around and ran back to the duty room. Before Qiao Hao recovered, she quickly He ran out, holding a large red thermos in his hand.

"This is ginseng tea that I just brewed. The American ginseng in it was sent to me by my mother yesterday. It is said that it is very good for people who stay up late. I was going to send some to you in a few days. Since I met it today, Just take this cup first, the cup is new, Daddy Xing's!" Molly said excitedly, not shy, as if she had fulfilled a big wish.

A cup was forced into Qiao Hao's hand, and he wanted to evade it but knew that she would only be more determined to accept it when she met such an enthusiastic girl.But at this time, he was exhausted physically and mentally, so he had no choice but to accept the other party's kindness.

He shook the cup in his hand, nodded his head thankfully, and patted Molly on the shoulder like a teacher, he didn't want to make any more polite greetings.

As she walked past Molly, the girl grinned and said "yes!" with her fists clenched.

Qiao Hao was upset for a while, and finally turned back and said to her, "Please look after the patient in the ninth bed for me, and remind him not to draw all the time, but to rest more. Thank you!"

Molly frowned, but quickly nodded in agreement.

Qiao Hao smiled at her, but sighed silently in his heart.

……

Qiao Hao returned home that day and took a serious nap all afternoon.

He was afraid that his state was not right, which would not only affect his work, but also affect his relationship with Shi Dongdong.

When he woke up, he received a call from Qiao Min and asked him to have dinner with him. Qiao Min said that he still wanted to have a good talk with him.

The place to eat was at a small restaurant near the hospital.

Qiao Min had a plain face, and he didn't make any modifications when facing his younger brother.

"Is Dongdong's situation stable?" she asked Qiao Hao.

Qiao Hao nodded, thinking about how to explain to his sister how he and Shi Dongdong were together.

Although, this "together" is not the kind in the real sense.

"When did you start?" Sure enough, Qiao Min asked him this way.

"Not long ago." Qiao Hao confessed completely, "However, maybe I have felt differently about him since junior high school."

"Junior high school? Please, you were underage at that time!" Qiao Min felt it was unbelievable, and threw the chopsticks on the table directly. Like her personality, she almost never concealed her emotions.

"At that time, he liked me, I really didn't understand, but then he transferred to another school, and I started to miss him every day. In college, I had a 'boyfriend' because he was very similar to him...but because it didn't It wasn't him, so we broke up later."

"So, in fact, you don't like men, you just like Shi Dongdong, is that so?" Qiao Min seemed to be trying to prove that his younger brother was not an outlier.

"It doesn't make sense ma'am, I'm gay, that's undeniable. I've never had feelings for a girl."

Qiao Min could only nod his head, as if forcing himself to accept it.

"Three months ago, I met him again in the hospital. I tried to keep my distance, but it didn't work. The feeling was too strong when we were together. We went to the next city together. We went to a concert. I accompanied him in the hospital. Check, even just sitting next to him and talking to him, I feel very satisfied. Sister, you must know what it feels like to like someone, I just want to say... I have all those feelings in him. He makes me happy Just follow the happy, he hurts me and I feel the pain, he smiled at me and I felt that everything made sense, he said that he liked others in the past and I wanted to kill him with hatred. Last time he fell ill, you saw, I think I I can't make it through..." Qiao Hao finished speaking in one breath, his hands trembling a little.

Qiao Min was silent, she looked at her brother and didn't know what to say for a while, so she stretched out her hand and held Qiao Hao's trembling hand.

"Sister, I feel so tired. It's so tiring to like someone alone." Qiao Hao's nose was a little sore, and the heat from Qiao Min's palms spread to his heart. He never felt like he needed to talk to him now.

"What about Shi Dongdong, does he care about you that much?" Qiao Min asked again, holding his younger brother's hand tightly.

Qiao Hao raised his head, suddenly at a loss for words, he thought for a while, and then said to Qiao Min, "I'm trying to make him accept me, he is very dependent on me."

"So, you don't have that kind of relationship yet?" Qiao Min asked.

"We held hands, hugged, and kissed..." Qiao Hao shook his head bitterly, "We even slept in the same bed. If the relationship you mentioned refers to sex, then we are indeed one step closer." , if you mean mutual recognition, then we haven't even officially confessed."

"No wonder you're so tired." Qiao Min finally smiled, "I thought you were absolutely sure when you confessed to me so bravely. After a long time of trouble, you are in a family of unrequited love."

Qiao Hao was so teased by his sister that he couldn't hold his head up, but he felt deeply helpless in his heart. Qiao Min was indeed right.

"Why do you want to make love such a hard thing?" Qiao Min put away her laugh and even took back her hands. She looked at her brother seriously, as if hoping to wake him up with a word.

"Because in front of love, people have no choice." Qiao Hao just sighed.