I quietly watch you play

When Zhou Wei was sent to the hospital, Jiang Zhen was still awake, waiting outside the treatment room with his son.

The tension in Jiang Xiaoqi's heart was broken by the bomb. On the way back, he held Zhou Wei and cried all the way. Doctor Duan couldn't persuade him no matter how hard he tried, until now he still couldn't calm down, his eyes were wet with tears.

After the examination and treatment, Zhou Wei rolled out the flat bed, put a neck brace on his neck, and wore a fixed device on his right shoulder. His body was covered with cuts and bruises, and he fell asleep. The thin one looked so pitiful.

Walking back to the ward for a few steps, Jiang Xiaoqi would touch his face and hold his hand from time to time, but he would wake him up if he was slightly ill.

"It's not a big problem," Dr. Duan said in his usual nonchalant way. "I have strained muscles and ligaments in my neck and right shoulder. Immobilizing them will help you recover. I've hit a bump on the back of my head, and the injuries on my ankles are all skin injuries. Don't worry; the main reason for his drowsiness is that the anesthetic in his body has not been metabolized, coupled with hypothermia and lack of calorie supplements, simply put, he is suffering from hunger and cold, and he will recover after two days."

"There is something that needs special attention." Doctor Duan finally looked solemn, staring at Jiang Xiaoqi, who was listening carefully and taking notes in his head, and pointed to his arm, "Your hands must be prescribed medication on time. Do not bruise it again, infection will be very troublesome!"

Jiang Zhen sat with his son in the Zhouwei ward for a while, feeling that it was not a good time to talk about anything, so he got up and walked out the door gently.

"He's dead." Jiang Xiaoqi sat in the shadow of the lamp, quietly watching Zhou Wei without looking back, the straightforward statement did not bring any comfort.

Jiang Zhen nodded, as if confirming some expected guess with himself: "Take care of Xiaowei, and I will come to see him when he wakes up. You... take care of yourself too."

Jiang Xiaoqi's gaze was glued to Zhou Wei's face and he couldn't take it away, as if he was afraid that Mrs. Gong would disappear out of thin air in the blink of an eye.

Zhou Wei didn't sleep well, wanted to move but was fixed by the utensil, or it might be the wound, sobbed twice in grievance, and a tear slipped out of the corner of his eye.

Jiang Xiaoqi leaned over the bed, raised his hand to help him wipe away his tears, and carefully traced his facial features with his eyes: "Are you still angry that I am late? I promise, I will never be late for an appointment with you in the future, thank you for always being late." waiting for me."

He hugged Zhouwei weakly, kissing the corners of his eyes and cheeks lightly, he must love him so much, that he is afraid of hurting you even if he owns it, and that I can't sleep because of the pain when you are asleep.

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Outside the door of Wei Lerong's bedroom in the Peony Court, Zhou Lei walked back and forth a few times, raising his hand to knock on the door and dropping it again.

Suddenly, his mobile phone rang, and the lazy blues jazz "Lavieenrose" suddenly rang through the corridor, and the head of a cabbage bag eating a book lit up on the screen.

Zhou Lei hurriedly pressed the button, looked up again, and the door opened.

"Master?" The maid who took care of Wei Lerong was not sleepy at all, opened the door a little, and the light inside leaked out, "Madam is not asleep yet, what do you want her to do?"

"..." Before Zhou Lei could decide what to say, Wei Lerong came out of the room wearing a sweater, looking at him expectantly and cautiously.

She walked in a hurry, and the rotator cuff on one side slipped down. She raised her hand twice and failed to pull it up, so she simply ignored it.

Zhou Lei walked over, helped her pull up the sweater, took a step back and stood respectfully: "I just want to tell you that my brother is found and he is fine...you don't have to worry about it in the future, the devil is gone."

Wei Lerong's expression froze for a moment, and then he showed a strange smile, as if the muscles that made this expression had almost forgotten the instinctive movements, and the eyes were watery.

She turned around and looked, then looked to the other side, bookshelf, small table, sofa, coffee table... as if she was looking for something.

Zhou Lei came to his senses, turned on his mobile phone and sent a video request to Jiang Xiaoqi, who got connected.

Zhou Lei raised the phone in front of Wei Lerong: "He is not seriously injured, the doctor said he will recover in two days, don't worry."

Wei Lerong stared at the sleeping face of the young man on the screen and nodded, reluctant to look away.

Zhou Wei also moved uneasily as if she had sensed it, and called "Mom" in her dream.

Jiang Xiaoqi's voice came over: "Mother Wei, I will take good care of Xiaowei. Don't worry, you can see him whenever you want. When he gets better, I will take him to Peony Court to see you."

"Thank you—" Wei Lerong said to Zhou Lei.

Zhou Lei hurriedly shook his head, bit his lower lip: "I'm sorry—"

Since receiving the news of Zhou Wei's accident, he has been running non-stop for a day and two nights, trying to find a way to help find his brother, thinking of getting his mother back on track, communicating with the lawyer about Ji Qing's case, and arranging major and minor affairs of the Zhou family... In just two days, he grew faster than he had in the past 20 years. When the dust settled at this time, he finally breathed a sigh of relief.

The servant made hot milk and brought it over. Wei Lerong pointed to the sofa, then pushed a plate of evaporated milk cookies in front of Zhou Lei, watching him quietly.

Zhou Lei's nose was a little sour, so he sat down and ate half a plate of biscuits with milk.The only two meals I ate these two days happened to be with Wei Lerong.

Xiao Liu strolled over arrogantly with his tail up, sniffed the cookies with disgust on his face, jumped into Wei Lerong's arms and curled up on the ground.

"I asked Dr. Duan to come over tomorrow." Zhou Lei drank all the milk, "He said that your hand can be treated, you need an operation, and then slowly recover for a while."

What Dr. Duan said is that it can be cured, but it will definitely not recover to a healthy level, and the weight bearing and fine movements will be worse. It is still very promising to meet most of the daily life, and it is worth trying.

"You have to rest well, or my brother will feel bad when he sees you—"

Zhou Lei came out of Peony Court, got into the car and went back to Zhou's mansion.

There are several missed calls from Zhanxiang on his mobile phone, and now he is finally free to call back the call: "Hello!"

The tone was still the same hated, but Zhan Xiang could hear the exhaustion of strong support, and his confidence suddenly lacked: "It's my turn to take a seat tonight and you buy food... why didn't you come? Also, hang up on me ..."

It was only then that Zhou Lei remembered their appointment in the all-night study room. He completely forgot in a hurry: "The biscuits in the vending machine downstairs are sold out again? I'll get someone to bring you some food later. Go to the corridor window on the first floor." wait."

Biscuits and instant noodles are particularly popular, and they are in short supply during the all-night self-study during the exam week. Others, such as waffles, tiramisu and puff cakes, are too expensive for Zhan Xiang to buy.

"No, I'm just asking," Zhan Xiang faltered, "Are you okay? My brother didn't call me back, and you said he forgot to bring his mobile phone when he went out and came back soon... Do you have something to hide? Looking at me? Tomorrow is a holiday, and we agreed to have hot pot together..."

"Xiao Xiang?"

"Ah?" Zhan Xiang suddenly felt a little hot when he heard Zhou Lei calling himself that.

"I'm sorry," Zhou Lei felt that after these three words had been said once, it would not be so difficult to say it again. "I forgot something at home in a hurry. It wasn't on purpose. I'm going to send someone over to bring you food now. You can wait half an hour." Remember to come down and get it later, otherwise the person who delivered the item will wait forever."

"Oh." Zhan Xiang felt uncomfortable.

Zhou Lei patted the driver on the shoulder, and mouthed to him, "Go back to school": "You can call brother tomorrow, he may not be able to eat hot pot, and you may be in the way when we spend New Year's Eve together."

So who is this?I can't wait to lose as soon as I finish my favor!

Zhou Lei didn't go back to the school dormitory, and only bought enough snacks for Zhan Xiang to last the whole exam week at the nearby 24-hour convenience store, which surprised him a lot.

"...I will be robbed!" Zhan Xiang blankly poked two large shopping bags in the corridor, like a nouveau riche who happened to dig a treasure, with a frightened expression on his face.

Zhou Lei took out a pen and paper and wrote a few words, tore off the note and patted Zhan Xiang's chest: "Put this on, and no one will dare to snatch you."

He turned around and took the driver away, feeling a little proud that he hadn't seen for a long time.

Zhan Xiang pulled down the note stuck to his clothes and looked at it—it was from Zhou Lei.

What, what... what!

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Zhou Wei wakes up in a daze, sometimes when he opens his eyes and sees Jiang Xiaoqi next to him, he touches his head and kisses his face to comfort him, and then falls back to sleep peacefully; sometimes doctors and nurses come in to check and change their dressings, and they will groan when they are hurt She sobbed twice and shed a few tears.

It wasn't until one o'clock in the afternoon when the sun was just right that he fully woke up and moved, feeling that being tied up was not much easier than when he was a hostage.

As soon as he moved and opened his eyes, Jiang Xiaoqi noticed it, and quickly leaned over, with his face very close, like the lion in L&R sniffing roses.

Zhou Wei took a look in the mirror in his pupils by the way, not satisfied with his honor.

"... Mom, two?" Zhou Wei's voice was still hoarse, and it was difficult to speak.

Jiang Xiaoqi put on the earphones for him: "Everything is fine, the mother-in-law is fine, and the mother-in-law is also fine. My mother lives next door, and she has visited you three...four times. Mother Wei returned to Zhou's house and lived in Mudan Ting, she is safe, last night Zhou Lei helped her watch you on video, and saw you sleeping like a piglet..."

In fact, Zhou Wei asked about his mother's condition once in the ambulance before falling asleep, which shows how unconscious he was at the time.

Jiang Xiaoqi used a cotton swab dipped in olive oil to help him wipe his chapped lips: "Do you still feel any pain?"

Zhou Wei's eyes flickered for a moment, and he hummed aggrievedly: "Yeah, it hurts, my whole body hurts... Seventh brother, hug me."

Suddenly, without warning, a drop of tear slid down the corner of Jiang Xiaoqi's eye, and slapped on Zhou Wei's side cheek.

Zhou Wei was dumbfounded, like someone slapped someone in the face, shocked but not annoyed, the taste is strange and complicated, maybe he has some secret/addiction about making Jiang Xiaoqi cry that he can't tell, it seems that he can't play it A round of Xiao Xiao Le that was closed was suddenly unlocked inexplicably.

"Huh? Brother——" Zhou Wei wanted to turn over and face Jiang Xiaoqi, but he felt like a little turtle with a shell on his back, turned over into a difficult movement, "I'm kidding, I don't hurt anywhere, really... ...I'm just afraid that you will scold me, you scolded me in the dream, I know I'm wrong, okay?"

"Afraid of being scolded, I don't lie down honestly," Jiang Xiaoqi pushed the person back with one finger, as if the eye drops had just been dropped, "Still moving around!"

What did he hate him for?Should he risk his life as bait to save Wei Lerong, or risk his life in exchange for Jiang Zhen?

Jiang Xiaoqi fed him some water, and then roughly told him what happened after he was taken away by Lin Mu.

Zhou Wei sighed when he heard it, and was stunned for a while.

"Why...why do I wear this?" He looked down at his collar, "Xiao Liu'er only wears this when he cuts that..."

"Don't worry, I checked for you, and yours is still there." Jiang Xiaoqi opened the thermos bucket to serve him porridge, "Dr. The fish porridge I cooked for you was still hot just after it was delivered."

"What's wrong with your hand?" Zhou Wei raised the hospital bed with hemiplegia, just sat up a little, and caught a glimpse of Jiang Xiaoqi's bandaged arm, reaching to pull him, "Is it bleeding? Can it be stopped? It's from the old Duan ? Let him wrap it for you like this... Show me!"

"It's okay, the skin is not broken, and it was a bit bruised after being bumped, so I asked Dr. Duan to get me the same style as yours."

weekend:"……"

He suddenly remembered something: "Where are my clothes? Jacket, wallet... Today is the 30th, I..."

Jiang Xiaoqi shook his other hand at him, the diamond ring sparkled.

"I still want to surprise you!" Zhou Wei was a little disappointed, and didn't really care about it, but rather shy.

Jiang Xiaoqi sat down and fed him porridge: "I was very surprised, and I really like it. In the future, remember to give me surprise and joy together. I don't want to have the same heart as Pei Qin."

There were two knocks on the door of the ward, and Jiang Zhen pushed the door in.

She handed Jiang Xiaoqi a box in a cardboard handbag of room-temperature yogurt, and said to them, "Your uncle has just arrived, so I'll go and talk to him. Xiaowei eats obediently, and auntie will make sweet and sour dessert for you tonight." Pai, uncle specially brought black pig ribs from his hometown."

"Well," Zhou Wei obediently agreed, then turned to Jiang Xiaoqi, "Why is your uncle here suddenly?"

"I asked him to come," Jiang Xiaoqi wiped Zhou Wei's mouth, and then fed him another mouthful, "He came to give Lin Mu a ride, and by the way brought me the things he sent back to Mo Lin over the years, except money."