I like you very much

Zheng Mingchi's eyes were red, and after speaking the last sentence, he pulled Rong Yu's hand that wasn't in the infusion tube over.

Rong Yu's hand was cool, but Zheng Mingchi's was warm.

The warm touch penetrates into the skin from the place where the two hands are held together, and the sweetness from the skin enters the heart.

Rong Yu blinked at Zheng Mingchi.

Zheng Mingchi leaned over slightly: "What's wrong?"

Rong Yu raised his hand held by Zheng Mingchi, stretched out a finger and pointed to the oxygen mask on his mouth.

Zheng Mingchi quickly understood Rong Yu's meaning: "You want to talk?"

Rong Yu immediately nodded vigorously.

Zheng Mingchi frowned, gently squeezed the hand holding Rong Yu, stood up after hesitating for a moment, and whispered in Rong Yu's ear, "Write it down for me That's all right, you are still under observation, what should you do if there is any danger after taking the oxygen mask?"

But Rong Yu seemed very determined, holding Zheng Mingchi's hand and pointing at his own oxygen mask, winking his eyes again and again.

Zheng Mingchi: "..."

Zheng Mingchi finally sighed, he could only let go of Rong Yu's hand, and helped him tuck the corner of the quilt, "Okay, I'll go out and ask the nurse. You just wait here obediently."

Rong Yu shrank into the bed obediently.

Zheng Mingchi was obviously worried that Rongyu would be alone. Not long after he left, he opened the door and walked in again. This time he also came in with a familiar nurse.

The nurse lady followed behind Zheng Mingchi, walked in and glanced at Rong Yu on the hospital bed, then at the medical equipment display next to her, took out a notebook from her pocket and wrote a few words, then nodded to Zheng Mingchi: " The ventilator can be withdrawn, and I can be moved out of the intensive care unit this afternoon."

Then the nurse put on a very professional smile, and said to Rong Yu: "How do you feel?"

Rong Yu nodded sharply at the nurse.

The nurse took off Rong Yu's oxygen machine, and then said to Zheng Mingchi: "The patient has a slight concussion, and his right elbow is fractured, but these parts can all be recovered."

"...the most serious one now is a deep stab wound to the patient's left calf."

The nurse took out the notebook and checked it carefully, and then looked at Rong Yu with some pity, "The patient is awake now, and no family members have come to the hospital. So the attending doctor asked me to communicate with the patient."

Zheng Mingchi had heard the nurse talk about Rong Yu's situation before, and he wanted to stop him immediately, but it was too late.

The nurse sat on the chair next to Rongyu's hospital bed and asked him in a soft voice: "From the examination report, the stab wound on your left calf was caused by the displacement of the car accident and directly injured the muscles and ligaments of your leg. This may be harmful to you. It will affect walking in the future."

Rong Yu was obviously stunned for a moment, opened his mouth, and said in a low voice after a while, "You mean... I will become crippled in the future?"

"of course not--"

Zheng Mingchi grabbed Rong Yu's shoulders before the nurse, stared closely at the thin body on the bed, and said firmly, "Rong Yu, don't be afraid, it will definitely be cured."

Rong Yu smiled naively at Zheng Mingchi, then turned his gaze back to the nurse, and said with some hesitation: "Even...it's okay if you're really limping...you can, as long as you can walk. I don't want to sit in a wheelchair..."

"Will not."

The nurse didn't know whether she was aroused by Rong Yu's silly and timid expression, or whether she felt that the child was very pitiful.

She patted Rong Yu encouragingly, "It's hard to say now, it mainly depends on your recovery. Don't worry, you will definitely not be lame, but it is possible that you will not be able to participate in sports activities in the future."

"Is that so..."

Rong Yu's face showed neither joy nor rejoicing, nor did he seem to be unhappy at all, then he nodded politely and said to the nurse, "I will definitely recover actively."

"What a wonderful boy."

The nurse praised Rong Yu generously, then picked up the plate with the infusion bottle and needles and prepared to go out, and came back half way and told Zheng Mingchi, "You can eat properly, mainly liquid food."

Zheng Mingchi nodded, and the nurse closed the door and went out.

In a blink of an eye, only Zheng Mingchi and Rong Yu were left in the ward.

After a moment of silence, the two spoke again at the same time.

Zheng Mingchi: "Rong Yu, don't worry"

Rong Yu: "Zheng Mingchi—"

Zheng Mingchi smiled, stretched out his hand and rubbed Rongyu's head lightly, sat down beside the bed, and said softly and pamperingly, "Tell me first."

Rong Yu secretly raised his eyelids and looked at Zheng Mingchi several times secretly, and said the words that were brewing on his lips several times but did not say: "Just...just..."

Zheng Mingchi has always been very patient with Rong Yu, he whispered: "What's the matter?"

Rong Yu pursed her lower lip, and felt that her throat was so dry after not speaking for several days: "Just... can I have a drink of water first?"

Zheng Mingchi laughed immediately, and he stretched out his hand to gently stroke Furongyu's lips, it was indeed a little dry: "You can't drink too much water, wait, I'll pour you some to moisten your throat."

Poured boiled water of moderate temperature into the glass, Zheng Mingchi held the glass and let Rong Yu take a few sips, then took the glass away and coaxed: "I can transfer to the general ward in the afternoon, I will ask the doctor then , there should be no more restrictions on eating and drinking, just bear with it."

Rong Yu nodded with a wrinkled face, and began to think about what he had just said.

Unexpectedly, Zheng Mingchi still remembered it very clearly this time, and after taking the water glass aside, he came over and asked again: "I just muttered for a long time, didn't I just drink water? Do you have anything to say to me?"

Rong Yu quietly raised his eyes to peek at Zheng Mingchi again, but he didn't expect to be caught this time.

Zheng Mingchi stretched out his hand and scratched Rong Yu's chin: "Sneaking at me again? Take good care of your injuries and let you watch it every day after you are discharged from the hospital."

Rong Yu turned his face away awkwardly: "I didn't..."

"Then who is always peeking at me?"

Zheng Mingchi approached Rong Yu, and gently scratched the tip of his nose, "Okay, I won't tease you anymore, are you sleepy? Do you want to sleep?"

"...not sleepy, I just woke up not long ago."

Rong Yu shook his head with a frowning face, then glanced at Zheng Mingchi again, and said in an extremely tangled and apprehensive voice, "Dachi, can I ask you a question?"

Zheng Mingchi immediately said: "Huh?"

Rong Yu pinched the white bed sheet with her fingers, and said nervously: "That's... what kind of girlfriend do you want to find in the future?"

Zheng Mingchi: "..."

Zheng Mingchi looked at Rong Yu who was hanging his head in front of him, as if he had made a big mistake, and after a pause, corrected him: "I don't want to find a girlfriend, I just want to find a boyfriend now."

Rong Yu: "...Oh. Boyfriend, yes, also very good."

Rong Yu stuck out his tongue and licked his lips again, still looking very panicked, he looked left and right, and said like a thief: "Then...then what kind of boyfriend do you want to find?"

Zheng Mingchi was finally amused by Rong Yu's success. He lowered his head and approached Rong Yu, almost nose to nose with Rong Yu: "Honey, what kind of boyfriend do you think I should find?"

Rong Yu's face turned red with a "swish--", he shrank back, subconsciously said: "I, how do I know--"

"You don't know..."

Zheng Mingchi sighed in disappointment, moved a little away from Rong Yu's nose, thought for a while and said, "I want to find someone who is obedient and soft, stupid, and a scumbag, who says to study hard every day, but Always secretly trying to answer questions with Miao Jiajia behind my back."

Rong Yu: "..."

Rong Yu pursed her lips, looked at Zheng Mingchi carefully again, and said with a very guilty conscience, "Then, do you despise... the little cripple?"

Rong Yu originally wanted to say one more sentence, but immediately closed his mouth after finishing this sentence.

Because he could clearly see that Zheng Mingchi's face changed.

Before this, no matter how much he scolded Zheng Mingchi or lied to Zheng Mingchi, Zheng Mingchi had never been angry, and he had never even made a fool of Rong Yu once.

But this time Zheng Mingchi's whole body seemed to be ignited, watching the sparks rise up little by little.

It looks like it's about to explode.

The author has something to say:

Dachi: Say it again?

Rong Xiaoyu: I was wrong... I dare not do it again_(:з」∠)_Dachi: So what should I do this time?

Rong Xiaoyu: Why don't we just...forget it this time?

Oike: Come to bed.