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This sleep was a bit long, and Yu Ziyao was in a daze and didn't want to open his eyes, but the pain from his stomach became more and more unbearable. The boy kept yelling in pain when he was half asleep and half awake, his brows were tightly furrowed, his forehead Also broke out in a cold sweat.The nurse who accompanied the bed in the ward felt worried. She knew Yu Ziyao, a little star who was often seen in entertainment news.

When she first handed over the shift, she heard that she was in charge of the bed, and she was a little excited, but when she really saw her, there was only one distressing thought left.

What kind of person would do anything to such a good-looking boy?

Just thinking about this, the person on the bed suddenly moved.

Yu Ziyao felt very tired the moment he woke up, his hands and feet were weak, as if he had been drained of strength.The pain came slowly, but the tingling was getting stronger and stronger. He opened his eyes and subconsciously wanted to cover his injured lower abdomen with his hands, but he pulled the needle on the back of his hand again. He frowned and opened his eyes wide, looking a little dazed .

"Hey, be careful!" The nurse rang the bell, held Yu Ziyao's shoulders, and told him to lie down again, "Is there anything uncomfortable?" She asked cautiously, for fear of disturbing the boy on the bed.

"Thirsty..." Yu Ziyao yelled, his eyeballs turned to the nurse, curled his lips, and said aggrievedly, "It hurts... where is the old man?" His eyeballs seemed to be covered with a film of water, and he looked at the nurse wetly. Looking at the nurse, her lips were bloodless due to lack of water, her mouth was obviously dry, and she kept chanting.

When Qi Zhuo came in in a hurry, he met Yu Ziyao's eyes. He froze for a moment, and grabbed the hand of the boy on the bed that was not infused. The warm and generous palm made Yu Ziyao feel very familiar.

"Mr. Qi." The nurse nodded at him, "The patient's anesthesia hasn't passed yet, and he probably still isn't conscious now. You should be mentally prepared."

"Who? Who said I'm not awake!" Yu Ziyao groaned on the bed, and he was so painful that he was involved in the wound. His tolerance for pain was too low, and now he didn't restrain himself subjectively, and tears immediately flowed from his eyes. Eye sockets popped out, "It hurts, who stabbed me! If I want to find out, I beat him until my own mother didn't even recognize it, hiss..." He retracted halfway through saying that, it still seemed to hurt.

"Okay, you can rest quietly for a while." Qi Zhuo pulled up a chair, sat on the edge of the hospital bed, and gave the nurse a look, which meant that he knew and let her do the work.

The nurse glanced at the hands held by the two, said nothing, smiled and retreated outside.

The private hospital here receives quite a few celebrities, and all kinds of gossip in the circle, such as who is married to whom, who has plastic surgery, or who has a mess in their private life, can't escape the eyes of the hospital staff.However, since they had high salaries from the hospital, they naturally wouldn't go outside and talk nonsense.

It's just that Yu Ziyao and Qi Zhuo are a couple that she really didn't expect much, but once she accepted this setting, she still felt that there was a little... a good match.

The nurse patted herself on the cheek, and took two quick steps to report to the nurse's station.

In the room, only Qi Zhuo and the wolf cub on the bed were left eye-to-eye. The man held a glass of water at just the right temperature and was about to help Yu Ziyao to take a sip.As soon as the mouth of the cup touched Yu Ziyao's lower lip, he immediately glanced away, as if refusing to cooperate.

"What's the matter, didn't you say you were thirsty?" Qi Zhuo wondered, he knew that a person who has not passed the anesthesia is the same as a drunk, and cannot be reasonable, but there should be basic physiological instincts, right?He should ask for water when he is thirsty, why did he still refuse him?

Yu Ziyao leaned against the head of the bed, nodded solemnly: "Thirsty."

"You don't drink water when you're thirsty? It's all brought to your mouth."

"No." Yu Ziyao shook his head again, he pointed to his stomach, feeling aggrieved, "Here, it hurts."

"I know, I'll call the doctor in and give you painkillers."

Qi Zhuo stroked back the boy's hair that was hanging on his forehead: "Be good, drink the water."

"You feed me." Yu Ziyao was still playing tricks.

The man brought water to his mouth: "How else should I feed it?"

Yu Ziyao snorted, and nodded his mouth: "Dear me, who wants you to feed me with your hands."

"...the idiot has a lot to do."

As he said this, Qi Zhuo still sipped his own saliva and fed it against Yu Ziyao's lips, without any yuu thoughts at all, all his attention was focused on how to feed to prevent him from choking.

After finally feeding him a few sips of water, Yu Ziyao started to fuss again, saying that the wound was very painful and Qi Zhuo had to kiss his stomach to heal.

This can be a bit difficult.

Qi Zhuo lifted his quilt, and carefully touched the gauze above the wound with his fingertips. The movement was so light that it might not even have the weight of a feather. He moved his hand after touching it, fearing that Yu Ziyao would hurt.

"You kiss!" Yu Ziyao was so anxious that his toes hooked up. The effect of the anesthetic was gradually fading, and the pain became more and more unbearable with time. Cut it off so that it doesn't bother people here.

Qi Zhuo sighed——Yu Ziyao is talking nonsense, how can you kiss a place like a wound?

"Get well soon, when you get well, how do you want me to kiss you, how can I kiss you." Just after finishing speaking, he raised his eyes and finally saw the nurse coming over with painkillers, put them in a needle tube, and was going to give Yu Ziyao a painkiller injection.

The boy was terrified when he saw the needle, and before he wiped away his tears, he exclaimed, "I don't want the needle!"

Qi Zhuo quickly pressed his hands down on him: "Hey, just hurt for a while, and it won't hurt after a while."

"I don't want to get an injection, but you let me do it, you liar!" The boy lay on the hospital bed with a look of despair, he collapsed there without struggling, and kept crying, "You don't like me at all."

Even though the nurse was well-informed, she was also amused by Yu Ziyao's nonsense. She quickly put in the painkiller, packed up her things, and after giving Qi Zhuo a few precautions, asked, "...Do you think we need to make arrangements tonight?" Is the nurse accompanying the bed?"

"No, just add an extra bed in the ward." Qi Zhuo rubbed his chin, there was already some stubble on it, and he didn't have time to shave it. Take it home to save you from getting used to it anywhere in the hospital.

Yu Ziyao finally calmed down after taking the painkiller, and the boy's breathing gradually stabilized after a while, Qi Zhuo stood by him and murmured: "Little white-eyed wolf, I have served you for this , and think that others don't like you."

Having said that, the man still guarded him all night, and the work was done in the ward, and the meals were delivered by Li Da. The rare two-person time, Qi Zhuo thought, this is probably the so-called bitterness. Have fun.

During Yu Ziyao's three days in the hospital, Qi Zhuo took away all his portable electronic products, and what was left for him was a tablet computer that couldn't connect to the Internet, and an x-box connected to the TV set in the advanced ward.What Qi Zhuo meant was that he didn't want him to watch the public opinion on the Internet at this time, so that he could recover from his illness with peace of mind.

So, of course, he didn't know that during the few days when he was isolated from the world, several explosive news bombarded the entire entertainment circle one after another.

#Xinshu Executive President Zhou Shan was blasted and tested positive for AIDS#

#Jia Yuzhou Zhou Shan#

#贾宇舟和周山周晋入头酒店Photo Exposure#

Several pieces of news washed away the news that Yu Ziyao was stabbed on the stage. While HW was gradually moving away from the whirlpool of public opinion, many secrets about Xin Shu and Zhou Shan were like punctured balloons, bursting out in large numbers in an instant.

There has never been a shortage of melon-eating people on the Internet. They chase hot spots and are good at standing in line.

Even the official media wrote a commentary article "Don't let the traffic hold back morality", which was immediately forwarded by various melon-eating teams. Reorganized, the shadow of "Xinshu Media" has been lost in the list.

Everything goes without saying.