It turns out that I love you
Chapter 121
The billowing thick smoke blocked everyone's sight, and Gong Xinuo seemed to see Yuan Jingkun's face in the smog, which was blurry and clear, with a shallow smile on his familiar eyebrows and slightly pursed thin lips, just like his previous expression made him Gong Xinuo was in a trance, as if in a dream, having difficulty distinguishing the real from the fake.
The pungent smell awakened Gong Xinuo for a moment of ecstasy, broke through their obstruction in the struggle with the police, and ran to the ruins still emitting white smoke first, staggered a few times, stumbled to Yuan Jingkun, and finally stood still s position.
Song Yeyang and Zhou Yingjun followed closely behind. Gong Xinuo moved pieces of broken bricks with his bare hands, and his white and slender fingers were instantly scratched. Song Yeyang and Zhou Yingjun did not persuade him. The most important thing for them now is to Race against time to find Yuan Jingkun.
"No, no, you can't have an accident, you can't abandon me, you can't abandon me, you can't abandon our children, you are my lover, you are the father of Yuanyuan and sisters and sisters, how can you Leave me like this. No! Absolutely not!"
Gong Xinuo muttered in his heart, forcing himself to remain calm, more and more debris was thrown behind him, time passed relentlessly, Gong Xinuo finally couldn't bear it anymore and smashed the broken bricks in his hand To the ground, gritted his teeth and said. "oops!"
Song Yeyang and Zhou Yingjun understood that Gong Xinuo had reached the critical point of collapse at this moment, they did not stop their actions because of Gong Xinuo's sudden rage, on the contrary, they moved towards Gong Xinuo tacitly, more and more Clean up debris faster and faster.
The police and firefighters were in the opposite direction to clean up the scene with bare hands or with the help of machines. They quickly found Feng Xianglin's body. Feng Xianglin's body was transported to the ambulance on standby.
Because of the restlessness of the police and firefighters, the three of Gong Xinuo looked at each other at the same time. The scorched and hard-to-distinguish corpse stimulated their visual nerves. Song Yeyang and Zhou Yingjun looked at each other, and their eyes couldn't help turning red at the same time.
Perhaps the police were right. In such an environment, with such an intensity of blasting, there must be more danger than danger.
Gong Xinuo cheered up, calmed himself down again, and suddenly remembered that Yuan Jingkun and Feng Xianglin seemed to be shoving a little before the armed police shot and Feng Xianglin lit the gun, even though they were not close at that time , but Gong Xinuo's eyes were almost fixed on Yuan Jingkun, he saw this scene clearly.
Gong Xinuo straightened up, and after analyzing Yuan Jingkun's movements, he walked slowly to the left, stopped at the place where the steel bar broke, bent down and squatted down, and exclaimed: "Jingkun! Jingkun! !Jing Kun!"
Gong Xinuo yelled three times in a row, and Song Yeyang and Zhou Yingjun rushed over after hearing the sound. Considering Yuan Jingkun's special situation, on the way here, Song Yeyang texted Zuo Feng, who arrived at the right time Carrying the first aid kit, he walked towards this side with difficulty.
The broken steel bars straddled the middle of the hard broken wall, and Yuan Jingkun was miraculously stuck in the empty space in the middle, with dirt and blood on his blurred face, and it was impossible to see whether his lower body was pressed or not.
"Here! Here! Here! Someone!" Zhou Yingjun waved excitedly at the police and firefighters.
The crane removed the heavy steel bars, and the firefighters and police cleared up the surrounding debris. Fortunately, Yuan Jingkun was not crushed by any collapsed building wreckage. Gong Xinuo and Zhou Yingjun moved the The person moved out smoothly.
Song Yeyang and Zuo Feng gently called Yuan Jingkun's name, Gong Xinuo lifted his upper body, probed his weak breath, felt relieved, and hurriedly checked his injuries, except for the blood on the brow bone, There was no other bleeding, no bleeding from the nose or mouth, meaning no evidence of internal bleeding.
Zuo Feng quickly checked Yuan Jingkun's back while no one was prepared, shook his head and nodded at Song Yeyang, shaking his head meant that there was no bleeding, and nodding meant that the fetus should be fine.
Without delay, Gong Xinuo carried Yuan Jingkun into the ambulance driven by Zuo Feng, Song Yeyang accompanied them to the hospital, and Zhou Yingjun stayed to deal with the aftermath.
Zuo Feng was in a high-end private hospital, and the emergency room had been properly arranged before he left, and the stretcher bed had already been waiting at the door for a long time.
As soon as the car stopped, experienced nurses and nurses stepped forward and lifted Yuan Jingkun, who was wearing an oxygen mask, onto the bed and pushed him to the emergency room.
Inside the car, Zuo Feng simply treated the wound on Yuan Jingkun's brow bone. The wound scratched by the broken sharp steel bar was deep and long, almost three centimeters in length. scratches.
Gong Xinuo stood at the door of the emergency room. In just a few hours, he lost and gained and lost and gained again. The situation after several reversals seemed to have sucked his soul away.
At the moment when the explosion happened, he deeply realized that Yuan Jingkun was as important as his life. Without him, what would be the meaning, reason, and value of his life.
He couldn't imagine what he would do without Yuan Jingkun.
"Xinuo, sit down for a while." Song Yeyang approached him and patted him on the shoulder.
Gong Xinuo, who stood for nearly two hours, was silent. He stared closely at the white door of the emergency room, as if he wanted to see through the white door, as if he could see Yuan Jingkun inside.
Song Yeyang didn't force him, he understood Gong Xinuo's feelings, when his lover was hovering between life and death, no one could empathize with the helplessness, anticipation, and anxiety.
Three hours later, Zuo Feng opened the door and walked out slowly. Song Yeyang hurried over and asked anxiously, "How is Jing Kun? Is it seriously injured?"
Zuo Feng met Gong Xinuo's burning eyes and took off his mask: "Mr. Yuan's right forearm fracture has been reset and fixed, and there is a scratch on the brow bone. Since the wound is deep and long, it will definitely leave a scar. There is a lump, which is caused by congestion, and it will take a few days for the congestion to disappear. Fortunately, the concussion can be ruled out, and there are no other injuries. It is not life-threatening, Mr. Gong, don't worry." paused. "The fetus is in good condition. I think Mr. Yuan used his elbow to cushion the fall before he fell, slowing down the force of the fall."
Even in such a dangerous situation, Yuan Jingkun chose to protect him and Gong Xinuo's children without hesitation, rather than hurting herself.
After listening to Zuo Feng's words, Song Yeyang's heart returned to his place, and he thanked Zuo Feng. After Zuo Feng left, he said to Gong Xinuo, who couldn't be slowed down: "Jing Kun is fine, Jing Kun is fine. Son."
Song Yeyang repeated it twice before Gong Xinuo came back to his senses, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and nodded his head as a response to Song Yeyang, accepting the reality that it was neither good nor bad.
Yuan Jingkun was placed in the intensive care unit. In order to prevent emergencies, no one was allowed to visit him for the first three days.
In the past three days, Gong Xinuo has not left the intensive care unit in front of the intensive care unit, and sat all day and all night, looking at Yuan Jingkun, who was still unconscious inside, without sleep.
Song Yeyang and Zhou Yingjun accompanied him alternately. Zhou Yingjun was busy dealing with the aftermath of this incident two days ago, using complicated social relations to suppress the whole incident.
Firstly, it was not an earth-shattering case, and there was no question of meritorious service or not; secondly, considering the social impact, there was no need to make a big publicity, and even the sheriff in charge of the case closed the case in a daze.
"Xinuo, go to sleep for a while." Zhou Yingjun looked at Gong Xinuo's puffy eyes, feeling a little distressed. He was always suffering like this, and before Yuan Jingkun woke up, Gong Xinuo would definitely be sick.
Gong Xinuo closed his eyes. It's not that he doesn't want to sleep. The high nervousness and longing for Yuan Jingkun make him unable to sleep even if he closes his eyes. In fact, he also understands that Yuan Jingkun still needs his care when he wakes up. And companionship, can't fall down easily, but the body just doesn't listen to the command of the mind.
"Give me an injection." Zhou Yingjun put forward Zuo Feng's previous suggestion, suggesting that Gong Xinuo force sleep.
Gong Xinuo nodded emphatically, he really needs a good rest in order to have enough energy to face the future life.
With the help of the medicine, Gong Xinuo fell into a sound sleep for a full twelve hours. When he woke up, Yuan Jingkun, whose vital signs were stable, had been transferred to the ordinary special ward.
Gong Xinuo, who got a full rest, was obviously much more energetic than before. He took a shower, shaved, and changed into Yuan Jingkun's favorite clothes. He didn't want Yuan Jingkun to wake up and see him in a mess. When Jing Kun woke up, he saw him looking fresh and clean as before.
That afternoon, Yuan Jingkun woke up leisurely, his mind still stuck in the confrontation with Feng Xianglin on the small building, the gauze on the brow bone blocked his already blurred vision, and the whiteness made him dizzy and heavy all over his body The ground was sore, he moved his neck with difficulty, and it took him a long time to vaguely hear a familiar voice coming from his ear.
"Jing Kun...Jing Kun..."
Yuan Jingkun struggled to open his eyes, that handsome face, that beautiful facial features, those bright eyes, what a familiar face and voice.Yuan Jingkun wanted to raise his hand, but found that he couldn't move.
Gong Xinuo held his left hand, and Song Yeyang stood at the end of the bed. Seeing Yuan Jingkun's body reacting, he leaned over happily: "Jingkun, Jingkun."
Zuo Feng took out the flashlight, opened his eyelids, checked his pupils, touched the lump on the back of his head, carefully observed the numbers displayed on the instrument, recorded them in the medical record, adjusted the speed of the drip, and said: : "Don't talk too much, try to rest as much as possible, don't drink water and eat first."
"Understood." Song Yeyang responded instead of Gong Xinuo.
Zuo Feng and Song Yeyang left the ward one after the other, leaving space and time to Gong Xinuo and Yuan Jingkun. After experiencing this sudden accident, the two people seemed to have looked at each other for a long time, and Yuan Jingkun looked at each other for three days. Gong Xinuo, who had lost a lot of weight, exerted a little strength in his hands.
Gong Xinuo's expression was complicated, with guilt, worry, and joy mixed in his heart. He gently stroked Yuan Jingkun's pale face. The real touch of his hands made him grateful to fate and God. Spit out a few words: "Baby, I'm sorry."
"Fool." Yuan Jingkun moved his lips, but couldn't make a sound, trying to move the corners of his mouth upwards.
Yuan Jingkun was still lethargic for most of the three days after waking up. Even after waking up, she lacked strength and energy. She only closed her eyes and showed a relieved smile after learning that the baby she was worried about was fine.
During his drowsiness, Yuan Jingkun had nightmares and often babbled in his sleep. Gong Xinuo and Song Yeyang kept guarding him, and when he was haunted by nightmares, they held his hand and called his name softly, often like this, Yuan Jingkun The mood was able to calm down a little.
Yuan Jingkun needs to recuperate, and it is not suitable to visit for the time being. Except for Gong Xinuo, who is always with him, Song Yeyang, who is in charge of logistics, basically comes every day.
Jing Ren and Zhong Fengyun were shocked when they heard about this incident. Since it was inconvenient to visit, they simply took care of Guan Zhengmei and the children. In order to avoid their worries, everyone tacitly kept the old man and children a secret.
After about seven days, Yuan Jingkun's spirit recovered slightly, he no longer sleeps groggyly every day, no longer relies on nutrient solution to survive, can briefly communicate with Gong Xinuo and Song Yeyang, and can eat some soft food food.
Gong Xinuo scooped up half a spoonful of the porridge that Song Yeyang specially cooked, blew on the hot air carefully, and handed it to Yuan Jingkun's mouth. eat.
"What's wrong? Isn't it delicious?" Seeing that he hadn't eaten a few bites, Song Yeyang asked nervously.
"No." Although the aroma of porridge is very attractive, Yuan Jingkun really has no appetite.
Before Song Yeyang could ask anything else, Yuan Jingkun supported the bed with his left hand, his back left the back of the bed, and vomited a few times. Gong Xinuo quickly put down the bowl and took the wastebasket, but Yuan Jingkun still couldn't wait. Spit on the quilt.
Yuan Jingkun frowned and looked at the dirt on the quilt, and stretched his body with difficulty, trying to spit it into the wastebasket on the ground.
"It's okay, it's okay, you spit it out, it's okay, don't move around." Song Yeyang was afraid that he would hurt the wound by moving around.
Gong Xinuo lifted the wastebasket in front of Yuan Jingkun, Yuan Jingkun vomited a few more times at the wastebasket, vomited up all the porridge he ate, and vomited some acidic water before giving up.
Gong Xinuo waited for him to finish vomiting, and waited for a while before putting down the wastebasket, and wanted to lay down with his arms around him, but just as he touched his right shoulder, Yuan Jingkun gasped in pain, Gong Xinuo didn't dare Move again, and wait for him to slowly lean back on the back of the bed.
Yuan Jingkun was already covered in injuries, and the pain was unbearable, but the strong pregnancy reaction came to join in the fun again, and he felt that he was not uncomfortable enough.
Song Yeyang brought a clean quilt to replace the dirty quilt, threw away the garbage bags in the wastebasket, took out a newly bought small basin and put it beside the bed, so that Yuan Jingkun could vomit later.
"Xinuo." Yuan Jingkun pulled Gong Xinuo's hand weakly.
"Well, baby, what's the matter?" Gong Xinuo approached him and asked in a low voice.
"My stomach hurts." Yuan Jingkun frowned and closed his eyes, struggling to breathe weakly.
Song Yeyang immediately called Zuo Feng. After examination, it was the amniotic fluid problem that occurred when he was pregnant with his sister. It was not too serious. After Zuo Feng heard that he started to vomit, he blinked. It is not a good thing that he cannot eat. Only energy can help the recovery of the injury: "Eat as much as you can, except for the taboos, you can eat whatever you want, don't have too many scruples."
Yuan Jingkun has no scruples in his heart. He cares more about the healthy growth of the fetus in his stomach than recovering from his injuries. However, the loss of appetite in the early stages of pregnancy cannot be overcome by his will, not to mention the strong morning sickness is even more difficult to control.
No matter how much you eat or how little you eat for three meals a day, you will definitely vomit them up soon after you finish eating.
It is said that a large amount of calcium supplementation is needed during the fracture recovery period. Jing Ren sent Zhong Fengyun specially boiled bone soup, let alone drink it. Yuan Jingkun couldn't even smell it, so he could only rely on calcium tablets and milk for calcium supplementation.
Song Yeyang racked his brains every day to prepare a diet for Yuan Jingkun. Yuan Jingkun and the fetus in his stomach gave him a lot of face for the wontons and noodle soup. He could eat seven or eight wontons and drink half a bowl of noodle soup every time, but he couldn't stop Eat both of these, Song Yeyang picks Yuan Jingkun's favorite dishes and cooks them in different ways, and occasionally he can eat a lot of them in a meal.
Gong Xinuo held the egg tart with a napkin in his left hand, took a small spoon in his right hand and scooped out some soft custard in the middle of the egg tart, and lifted it to Yuan Jingkun's mouth.
Yuan Jingkun ate it into his mouth, and the warm, tender and sweet custard slid down his throat, with a good taste.
"Baby, do you still want to eat?" Before he knew it, Gong Xinuo had already fed the core part of the whole egg tart.
Yuan Jingkun shook his head.
Gong Xinuo put the egg tart back into the box, shook the residue on his pants, took another napkin and wiped the corners of Yuan Jingkun's mouth.
Song Yeyang opened the door and came in, holding a thermos in his hand, and saw the egg tart on the bed cabinet: "Have you eaten egg tart?"
"Yeah." Gong Xinuo responded, and took the thermos from his hand. Yuan Jingkun suddenly wanted to eat egg tarts in the morning, so Gong Xinuo sent his driver Ni Peng to KFC to buy a box of freshly baked egg tarts.
Gong Xinuo opened the thermos, filled a small bowl with a few round and plump wontons, poured some fragrant soup, sat in the empty seat next to Yuan Jingkun, and spooned the small wontons into the small bowl. Divided into two, blew hot air, and fed it into Yuan Jingkun's mouth.Yuan Jingkun's brow bone was injured, and every time he ate, his teeth would pull on the wound with a little force, causing pain, so he could only chew slowly.
Ever since Yuan Jingkun was injured and hospitalized, Gong Xinuo has done all the trivial things like feeding, cleaning, and taking medicine by himself, not at the hands of others.Carefully and patiently take care of Yuan Jingkun, every night he must wait for Yuan Jingkun to fall asleep before lying down, and in the morning he must wake up before Yuan Jingkun, caring for every detail.
"Is it hot?" Gong Xinuo scooped up the other half of the wonton, waiting for Yuan Jingkun to chew it carefully.
Yuan Jingkun chewed very slowly, as if grinding his teeth for a long time before swallowing, and shook his head.
He fed three or four wontons intermittently, and drank some soup. Yuan Jingkun expressed that he didn't want to eat any more, but Gong Xinuo and Song Yeyang didn't force him to avoid eating too much, which backfired and made him vomit even more.
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The pungent smell awakened Gong Xinuo for a moment of ecstasy, broke through their obstruction in the struggle with the police, and ran to the ruins still emitting white smoke first, staggered a few times, stumbled to Yuan Jingkun, and finally stood still s position.
Song Yeyang and Zhou Yingjun followed closely behind. Gong Xinuo moved pieces of broken bricks with his bare hands, and his white and slender fingers were instantly scratched. Song Yeyang and Zhou Yingjun did not persuade him. The most important thing for them now is to Race against time to find Yuan Jingkun.
"No, no, you can't have an accident, you can't abandon me, you can't abandon me, you can't abandon our children, you are my lover, you are the father of Yuanyuan and sisters and sisters, how can you Leave me like this. No! Absolutely not!"
Gong Xinuo muttered in his heart, forcing himself to remain calm, more and more debris was thrown behind him, time passed relentlessly, Gong Xinuo finally couldn't bear it anymore and smashed the broken bricks in his hand To the ground, gritted his teeth and said. "oops!"
Song Yeyang and Zhou Yingjun understood that Gong Xinuo had reached the critical point of collapse at this moment, they did not stop their actions because of Gong Xinuo's sudden rage, on the contrary, they moved towards Gong Xinuo tacitly, more and more Clean up debris faster and faster.
The police and firefighters were in the opposite direction to clean up the scene with bare hands or with the help of machines. They quickly found Feng Xianglin's body. Feng Xianglin's body was transported to the ambulance on standby.
Because of the restlessness of the police and firefighters, the three of Gong Xinuo looked at each other at the same time. The scorched and hard-to-distinguish corpse stimulated their visual nerves. Song Yeyang and Zhou Yingjun looked at each other, and their eyes couldn't help turning red at the same time.
Perhaps the police were right. In such an environment, with such an intensity of blasting, there must be more danger than danger.
Gong Xinuo cheered up, calmed himself down again, and suddenly remembered that Yuan Jingkun and Feng Xianglin seemed to be shoving a little before the armed police shot and Feng Xianglin lit the gun, even though they were not close at that time , but Gong Xinuo's eyes were almost fixed on Yuan Jingkun, he saw this scene clearly.
Gong Xinuo straightened up, and after analyzing Yuan Jingkun's movements, he walked slowly to the left, stopped at the place where the steel bar broke, bent down and squatted down, and exclaimed: "Jingkun! Jingkun! !Jing Kun!"
Gong Xinuo yelled three times in a row, and Song Yeyang and Zhou Yingjun rushed over after hearing the sound. Considering Yuan Jingkun's special situation, on the way here, Song Yeyang texted Zuo Feng, who arrived at the right time Carrying the first aid kit, he walked towards this side with difficulty.
The broken steel bars straddled the middle of the hard broken wall, and Yuan Jingkun was miraculously stuck in the empty space in the middle, with dirt and blood on his blurred face, and it was impossible to see whether his lower body was pressed or not.
"Here! Here! Here! Someone!" Zhou Yingjun waved excitedly at the police and firefighters.
The crane removed the heavy steel bars, and the firefighters and police cleared up the surrounding debris. Fortunately, Yuan Jingkun was not crushed by any collapsed building wreckage. Gong Xinuo and Zhou Yingjun moved the The person moved out smoothly.
Song Yeyang and Zuo Feng gently called Yuan Jingkun's name, Gong Xinuo lifted his upper body, probed his weak breath, felt relieved, and hurriedly checked his injuries, except for the blood on the brow bone, There was no other bleeding, no bleeding from the nose or mouth, meaning no evidence of internal bleeding.
Zuo Feng quickly checked Yuan Jingkun's back while no one was prepared, shook his head and nodded at Song Yeyang, shaking his head meant that there was no bleeding, and nodding meant that the fetus should be fine.
Without delay, Gong Xinuo carried Yuan Jingkun into the ambulance driven by Zuo Feng, Song Yeyang accompanied them to the hospital, and Zhou Yingjun stayed to deal with the aftermath.
Zuo Feng was in a high-end private hospital, and the emergency room had been properly arranged before he left, and the stretcher bed had already been waiting at the door for a long time.
As soon as the car stopped, experienced nurses and nurses stepped forward and lifted Yuan Jingkun, who was wearing an oxygen mask, onto the bed and pushed him to the emergency room.
Inside the car, Zuo Feng simply treated the wound on Yuan Jingkun's brow bone. The wound scratched by the broken sharp steel bar was deep and long, almost three centimeters in length. scratches.
Gong Xinuo stood at the door of the emergency room. In just a few hours, he lost and gained and lost and gained again. The situation after several reversals seemed to have sucked his soul away.
At the moment when the explosion happened, he deeply realized that Yuan Jingkun was as important as his life. Without him, what would be the meaning, reason, and value of his life.
He couldn't imagine what he would do without Yuan Jingkun.
"Xinuo, sit down for a while." Song Yeyang approached him and patted him on the shoulder.
Gong Xinuo, who stood for nearly two hours, was silent. He stared closely at the white door of the emergency room, as if he wanted to see through the white door, as if he could see Yuan Jingkun inside.
Song Yeyang didn't force him, he understood Gong Xinuo's feelings, when his lover was hovering between life and death, no one could empathize with the helplessness, anticipation, and anxiety.
Three hours later, Zuo Feng opened the door and walked out slowly. Song Yeyang hurried over and asked anxiously, "How is Jing Kun? Is it seriously injured?"
Zuo Feng met Gong Xinuo's burning eyes and took off his mask: "Mr. Yuan's right forearm fracture has been reset and fixed, and there is a scratch on the brow bone. Since the wound is deep and long, it will definitely leave a scar. There is a lump, which is caused by congestion, and it will take a few days for the congestion to disappear. Fortunately, the concussion can be ruled out, and there are no other injuries. It is not life-threatening, Mr. Gong, don't worry." paused. "The fetus is in good condition. I think Mr. Yuan used his elbow to cushion the fall before he fell, slowing down the force of the fall."
Even in such a dangerous situation, Yuan Jingkun chose to protect him and Gong Xinuo's children without hesitation, rather than hurting herself.
After listening to Zuo Feng's words, Song Yeyang's heart returned to his place, and he thanked Zuo Feng. After Zuo Feng left, he said to Gong Xinuo, who couldn't be slowed down: "Jing Kun is fine, Jing Kun is fine. Son."
Song Yeyang repeated it twice before Gong Xinuo came back to his senses, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and nodded his head as a response to Song Yeyang, accepting the reality that it was neither good nor bad.
Yuan Jingkun was placed in the intensive care unit. In order to prevent emergencies, no one was allowed to visit him for the first three days.
In the past three days, Gong Xinuo has not left the intensive care unit in front of the intensive care unit, and sat all day and all night, looking at Yuan Jingkun, who was still unconscious inside, without sleep.
Song Yeyang and Zhou Yingjun accompanied him alternately. Zhou Yingjun was busy dealing with the aftermath of this incident two days ago, using complicated social relations to suppress the whole incident.
Firstly, it was not an earth-shattering case, and there was no question of meritorious service or not; secondly, considering the social impact, there was no need to make a big publicity, and even the sheriff in charge of the case closed the case in a daze.
"Xinuo, go to sleep for a while." Zhou Yingjun looked at Gong Xinuo's puffy eyes, feeling a little distressed. He was always suffering like this, and before Yuan Jingkun woke up, Gong Xinuo would definitely be sick.
Gong Xinuo closed his eyes. It's not that he doesn't want to sleep. The high nervousness and longing for Yuan Jingkun make him unable to sleep even if he closes his eyes. In fact, he also understands that Yuan Jingkun still needs his care when he wakes up. And companionship, can't fall down easily, but the body just doesn't listen to the command of the mind.
"Give me an injection." Zhou Yingjun put forward Zuo Feng's previous suggestion, suggesting that Gong Xinuo force sleep.
Gong Xinuo nodded emphatically, he really needs a good rest in order to have enough energy to face the future life.
With the help of the medicine, Gong Xinuo fell into a sound sleep for a full twelve hours. When he woke up, Yuan Jingkun, whose vital signs were stable, had been transferred to the ordinary special ward.
Gong Xinuo, who got a full rest, was obviously much more energetic than before. He took a shower, shaved, and changed into Yuan Jingkun's favorite clothes. He didn't want Yuan Jingkun to wake up and see him in a mess. When Jing Kun woke up, he saw him looking fresh and clean as before.
That afternoon, Yuan Jingkun woke up leisurely, his mind still stuck in the confrontation with Feng Xianglin on the small building, the gauze on the brow bone blocked his already blurred vision, and the whiteness made him dizzy and heavy all over his body The ground was sore, he moved his neck with difficulty, and it took him a long time to vaguely hear a familiar voice coming from his ear.
"Jing Kun...Jing Kun..."
Yuan Jingkun struggled to open his eyes, that handsome face, that beautiful facial features, those bright eyes, what a familiar face and voice.Yuan Jingkun wanted to raise his hand, but found that he couldn't move.
Gong Xinuo held his left hand, and Song Yeyang stood at the end of the bed. Seeing Yuan Jingkun's body reacting, he leaned over happily: "Jingkun, Jingkun."
Zuo Feng took out the flashlight, opened his eyelids, checked his pupils, touched the lump on the back of his head, carefully observed the numbers displayed on the instrument, recorded them in the medical record, adjusted the speed of the drip, and said: : "Don't talk too much, try to rest as much as possible, don't drink water and eat first."
"Understood." Song Yeyang responded instead of Gong Xinuo.
Zuo Feng and Song Yeyang left the ward one after the other, leaving space and time to Gong Xinuo and Yuan Jingkun. After experiencing this sudden accident, the two people seemed to have looked at each other for a long time, and Yuan Jingkun looked at each other for three days. Gong Xinuo, who had lost a lot of weight, exerted a little strength in his hands.
Gong Xinuo's expression was complicated, with guilt, worry, and joy mixed in his heart. He gently stroked Yuan Jingkun's pale face. The real touch of his hands made him grateful to fate and God. Spit out a few words: "Baby, I'm sorry."
"Fool." Yuan Jingkun moved his lips, but couldn't make a sound, trying to move the corners of his mouth upwards.
Yuan Jingkun was still lethargic for most of the three days after waking up. Even after waking up, she lacked strength and energy. She only closed her eyes and showed a relieved smile after learning that the baby she was worried about was fine.
During his drowsiness, Yuan Jingkun had nightmares and often babbled in his sleep. Gong Xinuo and Song Yeyang kept guarding him, and when he was haunted by nightmares, they held his hand and called his name softly, often like this, Yuan Jingkun The mood was able to calm down a little.
Yuan Jingkun needs to recuperate, and it is not suitable to visit for the time being. Except for Gong Xinuo, who is always with him, Song Yeyang, who is in charge of logistics, basically comes every day.
Jing Ren and Zhong Fengyun were shocked when they heard about this incident. Since it was inconvenient to visit, they simply took care of Guan Zhengmei and the children. In order to avoid their worries, everyone tacitly kept the old man and children a secret.
After about seven days, Yuan Jingkun's spirit recovered slightly, he no longer sleeps groggyly every day, no longer relies on nutrient solution to survive, can briefly communicate with Gong Xinuo and Song Yeyang, and can eat some soft food food.
Gong Xinuo scooped up half a spoonful of the porridge that Song Yeyang specially cooked, blew on the hot air carefully, and handed it to Yuan Jingkun's mouth. eat.
"What's wrong? Isn't it delicious?" Seeing that he hadn't eaten a few bites, Song Yeyang asked nervously.
"No." Although the aroma of porridge is very attractive, Yuan Jingkun really has no appetite.
Before Song Yeyang could ask anything else, Yuan Jingkun supported the bed with his left hand, his back left the back of the bed, and vomited a few times. Gong Xinuo quickly put down the bowl and took the wastebasket, but Yuan Jingkun still couldn't wait. Spit on the quilt.
Yuan Jingkun frowned and looked at the dirt on the quilt, and stretched his body with difficulty, trying to spit it into the wastebasket on the ground.
"It's okay, it's okay, you spit it out, it's okay, don't move around." Song Yeyang was afraid that he would hurt the wound by moving around.
Gong Xinuo lifted the wastebasket in front of Yuan Jingkun, Yuan Jingkun vomited a few more times at the wastebasket, vomited up all the porridge he ate, and vomited some acidic water before giving up.
Gong Xinuo waited for him to finish vomiting, and waited for a while before putting down the wastebasket, and wanted to lay down with his arms around him, but just as he touched his right shoulder, Yuan Jingkun gasped in pain, Gong Xinuo didn't dare Move again, and wait for him to slowly lean back on the back of the bed.
Yuan Jingkun was already covered in injuries, and the pain was unbearable, but the strong pregnancy reaction came to join in the fun again, and he felt that he was not uncomfortable enough.
Song Yeyang brought a clean quilt to replace the dirty quilt, threw away the garbage bags in the wastebasket, took out a newly bought small basin and put it beside the bed, so that Yuan Jingkun could vomit later.
"Xinuo." Yuan Jingkun pulled Gong Xinuo's hand weakly.
"Well, baby, what's the matter?" Gong Xinuo approached him and asked in a low voice.
"My stomach hurts." Yuan Jingkun frowned and closed his eyes, struggling to breathe weakly.
Song Yeyang immediately called Zuo Feng. After examination, it was the amniotic fluid problem that occurred when he was pregnant with his sister. It was not too serious. After Zuo Feng heard that he started to vomit, he blinked. It is not a good thing that he cannot eat. Only energy can help the recovery of the injury: "Eat as much as you can, except for the taboos, you can eat whatever you want, don't have too many scruples."
Yuan Jingkun has no scruples in his heart. He cares more about the healthy growth of the fetus in his stomach than recovering from his injuries. However, the loss of appetite in the early stages of pregnancy cannot be overcome by his will, not to mention the strong morning sickness is even more difficult to control.
No matter how much you eat or how little you eat for three meals a day, you will definitely vomit them up soon after you finish eating.
It is said that a large amount of calcium supplementation is needed during the fracture recovery period. Jing Ren sent Zhong Fengyun specially boiled bone soup, let alone drink it. Yuan Jingkun couldn't even smell it, so he could only rely on calcium tablets and milk for calcium supplementation.
Song Yeyang racked his brains every day to prepare a diet for Yuan Jingkun. Yuan Jingkun and the fetus in his stomach gave him a lot of face for the wontons and noodle soup. He could eat seven or eight wontons and drink half a bowl of noodle soup every time, but he couldn't stop Eat both of these, Song Yeyang picks Yuan Jingkun's favorite dishes and cooks them in different ways, and occasionally he can eat a lot of them in a meal.
Gong Xinuo held the egg tart with a napkin in his left hand, took a small spoon in his right hand and scooped out some soft custard in the middle of the egg tart, and lifted it to Yuan Jingkun's mouth.
Yuan Jingkun ate it into his mouth, and the warm, tender and sweet custard slid down his throat, with a good taste.
"Baby, do you still want to eat?" Before he knew it, Gong Xinuo had already fed the core part of the whole egg tart.
Yuan Jingkun shook his head.
Gong Xinuo put the egg tart back into the box, shook the residue on his pants, took another napkin and wiped the corners of Yuan Jingkun's mouth.
Song Yeyang opened the door and came in, holding a thermos in his hand, and saw the egg tart on the bed cabinet: "Have you eaten egg tart?"
"Yeah." Gong Xinuo responded, and took the thermos from his hand. Yuan Jingkun suddenly wanted to eat egg tarts in the morning, so Gong Xinuo sent his driver Ni Peng to KFC to buy a box of freshly baked egg tarts.
Gong Xinuo opened the thermos, filled a small bowl with a few round and plump wontons, poured some fragrant soup, sat in the empty seat next to Yuan Jingkun, and spooned the small wontons into the small bowl. Divided into two, blew hot air, and fed it into Yuan Jingkun's mouth.Yuan Jingkun's brow bone was injured, and every time he ate, his teeth would pull on the wound with a little force, causing pain, so he could only chew slowly.
Ever since Yuan Jingkun was injured and hospitalized, Gong Xinuo has done all the trivial things like feeding, cleaning, and taking medicine by himself, not at the hands of others.Carefully and patiently take care of Yuan Jingkun, every night he must wait for Yuan Jingkun to fall asleep before lying down, and in the morning he must wake up before Yuan Jingkun, caring for every detail.
"Is it hot?" Gong Xinuo scooped up the other half of the wonton, waiting for Yuan Jingkun to chew it carefully.
Yuan Jingkun chewed very slowly, as if grinding his teeth for a long time before swallowing, and shook his head.
He fed three or four wontons intermittently, and drank some soup. Yuan Jingkun expressed that he didn't want to eat any more, but Gong Xinuo and Song Yeyang didn't force him to avoid eating too much, which backfired and made him vomit even more.
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