Forced to become his stand-in wife

Qiao Ying should have fallen asleep, and a shallow breath came from him.

He seldom moves when he sleeps, and occasionally turns over to sleep on his side, with his back straight.

This reminded Qin Muyang of Ling Qiu, the man who liked to sleep curled up in his arms.

So thin and small, as if it would break if twisted, she shrunk herself into a rainbow rice, completely huddled in his arms, motionless.

Qin Muyang shook his head, how could he think of Ling Qiu at this moment?

Obviously the person he likes is by his side, but he always thinks about Ling Qiu that wimp, and feels empty and uncomfortable in his heart.

The person who curled up in his arms every night was suddenly gone, as if there was a void in his heart.

Qin Muyang sat up slowly, got out of bed in the dark to put on his shoes, turned the doorknob lightly, and walked out of the ward.

After closing the door, he stood in the empty corridor looking at the end, he wanted to see Ling Qiu.

I don't know if he is asleep now, but I can't get rid of the whim.

Qin Muyang walked towards Ling Qiu's ward almost subconsciously, and came back after taking a look. If Qiao Ying woke up and asked him where he was, he would reply that he couldn't sleep and went out for a walk.

He quietly went to Ling Qiu's ward, and before he got close, he heard a piercing sound.

The lights in Ling Qiu's ward were on, Qin Muyang frowned and walked over, his ear-piercing screams getting louder and louder.

Standing outside the ward, he suddenly didn't dare to reach out and push the closed door in front of him.

Qin Muyang took a deep breath, grabbed the doorknob and pushed the door open.

There were only two people in the room, the anxious nurse, and Ling Qiu who was lying on the bed hoarse and in pain.

Ling Qiu opened his mouth, raised his neck and let out painful sobs.

On his pale neck, blue veins protruded outwards, and blood flowed from his forehead, making his pale face look terrifying.

Qin Muyang had never seen Ling Qiu like this before, like a beast in trouble, whining in its dying state.

The flat chest and abdomen rose and fell violently, Ling Qiu gasped for breath, his whole body ached.

He was wondering why he didn't die, but died in a dystocia, in a fire pit, so that he wouldn't have to suffer from these pains.

"Ling Qiu"

Ling Qiu's body trembled even more, he stretched out his hand and tightly covered his left ear, trying to drive that annoying voice out of his brain.

His arm was forcibly grabbed, Ling Qiu was like a frightened rabbit, he struggled vigorously but injured his ten fingers, the blood from the fingertips slowly seeped into the gauze.

"Mr. Qin, you should let him go first, his fingers are bleeding." The woman beside him reminded worriedly.

Qin Muyang kept his eyes on Ling Qiu's face, only after the nurse reminded him did he turn his eyes to Ling Qiu's fingers, the gauze wrapped around the fingertips was already red.

Qin Muyang, who had always been calm and composed, didn't know what to do at this moment. He let go of Ling Qiu, and watched as he tightly covered his ears, his bleeding fingers wiped a line of blood on his face.

"What's going on?" When he asked this, his voice was trembling.

"You provoked him?"

The nurse shook his head anxiously: "Mr. Ling was already asleep, but somehow he suddenly woke up and screamed. I don't know what happened to him." Qin Muyang's Adam's apple rolled up and down: "Did you call the doctor?"

The nurse replied: "I have already called, and I should be here now."

Sure enough, not long after, the doctor on duty rushed over and frowned after seeing Ling Qiu's state on the hospital bed.

Qin Muyang was anxious: "How is he?"

"The best thing is to go to the psychology department tomorrow."

"What do you mean?"

"The patient's psychology is damaged, and he is already suffering from depression."

Ling Qiu was fine when he lost his child, but why is he suffering from depression now?

"Can depression get better?"

The doctor glanced at him, and replied lightly: "Yes, but it is difficult to fully recover, and this aspect still needs to be looked at by experts."

After hearing this, Qin Muyang decided to find a doctor for Ling Qiu tomorrow.

Ling Qiu still screamed with his mouth open, his body resisted more and more, the doctor had no choice but to give him another injection of sedative.

The tranquilizers should not be used too much, large intake will lead to necrosis of human brain cells, especially for a patient whose mental state is not very good.

After 2 minutes, Ling Qiu's emotions gradually calmed down, but his nerves were just paralyzed, and he didn't fall asleep.

He fell into darkness, and the whole world seemed to stand still. The sound of heavy footsteps from far to near stopped in front of him.

He was very scared and wanted to hide, but he couldn't move his body.

A thick big hand kept stroking his face. Although he couldn't see it, his chaotic perception deeply preserved the other party's breath.

It makes him want to get close but also seems to want to hide.

The person who touched him kissed him on the forehead, and he didn't move away for a long time. He could feel the other person's hand trembling slightly, and the fingertips were cold.

Qin Muyang sat in Ling Qiu's ward for a long time, and originally wanted to go back just after seeing him, but now he doesn't really want to go back.

"Has he eaten tonight?" Qin Muyang asked the nurse behind him.

"No, Mr. Ling has not woken up."

Qin Muyang looked at the nutrient solution linked to his arm, relying on the infusion to maintain his life, Ling Qiu's body lost weight little by little, and his life gradually became thinner.

Qin Muyang didn't know how long he had been sitting, and he didn't recover until his calf became numb and stiff.

"Take good care of him, I'm going back."

Qin Muyang stood up and walked out, returning to Qiao Ying's ward.

Qiao Ying remained in her original sleeping position, so it seemed that she hadn't woken up.

After lying on the bed, Qin Muyang couldn't sleep. Looking at the moon outside the window, he felt something deviated from the original track.

The next day, Qiao Ying woke up.

He looked at Qin Muyang who was lying on the bed with a tired face, raised his eyebrows and asked, "Woke up so early?"

"Well, I'm not used to sleeping in the hospital."

"Then why don't we go home today." Qiao Ying said about going home, not going back to Qin Muyang's place. There was an intimacy in her tone, but Qin Muyang didn't notice it.

"You still have injuries on your feet."

"It's just a minor injury, and it's the same when you go home to recuperate." Qiao Ying said, "Besides, aren't you used to sleeping here?"

Qin Muyang wasn't used to sleeping in the hospital, but he couldn't sleep without Ling Qiu by his side, "Go back if you want, I'll go through the discharge procedures for you later." Qiao Ying heard that he wasn't going back with him Stunned: "What about you? You won't go home with me?"

"I still have to stay in the hospital."

Qiao Ying felt wronged: "You stayed in the hospital to accompany Ling Qiu?"

"He is in poor health. The doctor said he was suffering from depression. I have to find a psychiatrist for him in the past two days."

Ling Qiu is not in good health now, lying on the bed like a living dead, who knows if what happened last night will happen again after he leaves.

Moreover, people with depression tend to commit suicide. What if he jumps off a building or cuts his wrists?

Qiao Ying looked aggrieved, he was not stupid, it could be heard that Qin Muyang was worried about Ling Qiu.

He has known Qin Muyang for so many years, except for himself, he has never seen Qin Muyang take such care of anyone.

The sense of uneasiness in his heart was getting stronger and stronger, as expected, Ling Qiu had to disappear.

Qiao Ying looked at Qin Muyang and asked hoarsely, "Did you go out last night?"

Qin Muyang was startled, then nodded.

"Are you going to see Ling Qiu?"

Qin Muyang acquiesced.

Qiao Ying bit her tender lips lightly, lifted the quilt with an unhappy expression, and prepared to get out of bed and leave.

As soon as Qin Muyang saw his behavior, he immediately walked to his side and stopped him: "Your feet are not healed yet, what are you doing out of bed?"

Qiao Ying raised her head and looked at him hurtfully: "I'm going back, I'll leave this to you and Ling Qiu."

With Qiao Ying's appearance, she was obviously losing her temper, her cheeks were slightly flushed because of anger, her beautiful peach eyes were wide open, and there was a layer of water vapor inside.

No matter how stupid Qin Muyang was, he understood that Qiao Ying's appearance was jealous, and joy rose in his heart for a while.

But Qiao Ying's character really made him elusive, maybe he was thinking too much.

"Qiao Ying, you are..."

Before he finished asking, Qiao Ying, who was sitting in front of him, suddenly stretched out his arms around his waist, and pressed his face tightly against his chest.

"Mu Yang, I don't like you to visit Ling Qiu, and I don't want you to accompany him and think about him all the time." He hoarse and weeping.

"Muyang, I like you, I don't want to wait anymore, I want to be with you now."

For a second or two, Qin Muyang suspected that there was something wrong with his ears.

"Qiao Ying, what are you talking about?"

"Mu Yang, do you still like me now?"

Qiao Ying was born with a star face, so she looked good when she just stared at people.

Qin Muyang subconsciously swallowed a mouthful of sleep foam. The person he had fantasized about for so many years was in front of him today, as if he could completely belong to him as long as he nodded.

Qin Muyang pursed his lips, looked deeply into his eyes and said, "I like it."

"Then let's be together."

The words came out of Qiao Ying's mouth and heard in his ears, which made him a little unbelievable.

"Qiao Ying, do you know what you're talking about?"

Qiao Ying knew in his heart that if he didn't take this man down now, he might be farther and farther away from him, so he stretched out his hand to hook Qin Muyang's neck to bring him down, then leaned up and asked for a kiss.

Qin Muyang smiled, hugged him and kissed him hard, the touch on his mouth was so real, it reminded him that he was not dreaming.

He really got Qiao Ying, without using love Gu, this person agreed to be with him.

But for some reason, his heart was always empty, and when he kissed Qiao Ying, Ling Qiu's shadow kept appearing in his mind.

Ling Qiu's breath seemed to smell better, and his lips seemed to be softer than this.

After the kiss was over, Qiao Ying's face turned redder, and her lips were red after being sucked, like red fruits in the mountains.

Qin Muyang's heart was soft, he patted Qiao Ying's head, "When do you plan to go back, I'll drive you."

"You still won't come home with me?"

"Didn't you say that? I have to stay in the hospital to take care of Ling Qiu. He is the son of my father's friend. If something happens, I won't be able to explain it." Qin Muyang frowned, "I'm your boyfriend now, don't tell me You still don't worry about me?"