Dangerous old Gong spoils me too much

On the top floor of the Imperial Hospital, there was a deathly silence.

Last night, a patient was admitted to a certain VIP ward on this floor. For safety reasons and to prevent the entry of other people, the family members of the patient sealed up the entire floor.

Fire exits, stairs, and elevators are all guarded 24 hours a day.

"Ding——." The elevator made a slight sound, and the door slowly opened. The bodyguard standing by the elevator immediately stood up from the stool, vigilantly holding the electric shock baton in his hand.

"Assistant Jiang." Seeing that it was Jiang Ming, the bodyguard bowed slightly.

"Who is this?" Seeing the young man beside Jiang Ming, the bodyguard hesitated a little and stood in front of him.

"He is Mr. Qi's husband and wife."

"Hi, sister-in-law!" The bodyguard suddenly bowed excitedly at a very standard 90 degrees.

The bodyguards all knew Mr. Qi had a legal wife.

But Boss Qi suffered such a severe injury, so it is not bad to save his life. In the past three days, he only saw the Qi family taking care of him inside and out, but he did not see this "legal husband and wife" at all, so the bodyguards It was rumored in private that Boss Qi's legal wife might leave Boss Qi because of this, and leave with a fortune in divorce.

Therefore, at the moment when they met Wen Shichu, the bodyguards knew that the rumors they were discussing in private were unfounded, and they were a little bit ashamed while being excited.

"Which ward is Qi Xiao in?" Wen Shichu forced out a polite dry smile.

Before coming to the hospital, Wen Shichu knew from Jiang Ming that Qi Xiao had woken up.

In the studio that day, Qi Xiao threw him out, but his legs were hit hard by the falling steel. Fortunately, there were stone pier on the ground that had not been removed in time to buffer the force, so the steel did not directly hit Qi Xiao. Xiao's legs were broken.

But even so, the injury was still serious.

When Wen Shichu heard Jiang Ming narrate these words, he didn't have much expression from the beginning to the end, but just listened quietly, keeping every word and every word firmly in his heart.

Young people know that the subconscious reaction that a person makes at the most critical moment represents the subconscious in a person's heart.

And Qi Xiao's subconscious mind is not to let him get hurt, even if it may cause him to sit in a wheelchair again and never stand up again.

The man used to stand up again because of him, and because he couldn't stand up, so no matter how tough Qi Xiao tried to drive him away, he would still pester him with a stern face, like a turtle biting a human finger, and would never let go.

There will never be another person who treats him so well.

Wen Shichu didn't rush to see Qi Xiao immediately, went to the nearby supermarket to buy ingredients, and locked himself in the kitchen.

Qi Xiao likes to eat his sweet and sour pork ribs, and he likes to add coriander to the fatty beef in sour soup, but because of him, it seems that Qi Xiao hasn't touched coriander for a long time.

It wasn't until several layers of Qi Xiao's favorite dishes were cooked that Wen Shichu came to the hospital with Jiang Ming holding the insulated lunch box.

Soon, he will meet Qi Xiao, the only husband in his life.

"It's in the innermost ward. The lights in the other wards are off, but the light is on in that one, and you can recognize it at a glance." The bodyguard pointed to the corridor after the bend.

"Understood, thank you." Wen Shichu lowered his head and walked in the direction pointed by the bodyguard.

The lights in the corridor were bright, even though there were no people there, so Wen Shichu could easily see the two shadows reflected on the ground.

Wen Shichu turned his head: "Jiang Ming, can you wait for me here? I want to find him alone."

"But Boss Qi's mood is unstable now, you..." Jiang Ming's eyes fell on Wen Shichu's lower abdomen.

When driving for Qi Xiao some time ago, Jiang Ming occasionally heard Qi Xiao say that Wen Shichu had gained weight. At this time, when he looked at Wen Shichu's lower abdomen, even though he was wearing a thick coat, he had preconceived thoughts I also feel that there is a slight bulge there.

"I know what I should do."

"Okay, then I'll wait for you here." Jiang Ming agreed and stayed at the elevator entrance.

Some things are better for the husband and wife to discuss on their own, and it is difficult for outsiders to intervene.

The long corridor on the first floor was very long, and Wen Shichu walked very slowly. When passing by each ward, the young man would deliberately look inside——

It was gloomy inside, without his Qi Xiao.

Jiang Ming leaned against the wall, frantically turned on the phone and turned off the screen, clicked on the phone and turned off the screen, and finally sent a message to Qi Xiao:

【President Qi, Wen Shichu is here. 】

The ward with the word "VIP" printed on it, walking to the innermost part, happened to be the corner ward at the corner.

This is the place where the bright white lights in the corridor can't reach, half of Wen Shichu's body is in the light and half in the shadow.

The young man stared at the door of the ward for a full minute before he took a step forward, knocked it lightly, and knocked three times like a kitten.

There is no response inside.

Even when Wen Shichu was standing at the door, the lights inside were off.

But Wen Shichu knew that Qi Xiao was inside.

"Xiaoxiao." It was only when the name came out of his throat that he realized how sad it was. Wen Shichu's eyelids closed repeatedly, and his eye circles were red.

Xiaoxiao, what a gentle name, if there hadn't been the disaster in his life when he was a child, perhaps the current Qi Xiao would be completely different.

Wen Shichu tried his best to use a relaxed and peaceful tone: "I made you your favorite sweet and sour pork ribs. I heard from Jiang Ming that the food in the hospital is not very good, and the food is not delicious. There are only vegetables and tofu. Even less salt."

As if talking about an ordinary matter, Wen Shichu carefully turned the doorknob, only to find that the door was locked from the inside.

"We're already divorced." Qi Xiao's cold voice came.

But through a door, Wen Shichu could still hear the weakness and exhaustion in the voice.

"What are you talking about? Xiaoxiao, stop joking with me. Open the door. Didn't you say that I am your little padded jacket? Let me go in and give you a hug, okay?"

The young man's voice was as soft as a little milk bag, like a fluffy flower, shrunk and squeezed into the man's heart quietly, and suddenly grew wildly inside, the soft hair filled the heart, but it was also full of panic.

But, with his current state, how can he see his early days?

"You open the door, let me tell you a secret, okay? This secret will definitely make you happy, you... Just open the door."

"Xiaoxiao, are you blaming me for taking a few days to come here?"

"Xiaoxiao..."

"Shut up!" The man in the ward suddenly shouted.

Wen Shichu's body was stiff, and the moist mist blinded his eyes.

"It doesn't matter what you say, you... Didn't you agree to stop being fierce to me?" Wen Shichu's voice was full of grievances, and he wiped away his tears quietly: "Really, open the door, and I'll tell you a secret .”

"Wen Shichu, have you had enough trouble?! Can't you understand me telling you to get out? I don't want you to be pitiful, you fucking took the divorce property and get out! I don't want to see anyone now!"

Harsh words pierced into the heart and became the most painful knife.

The young man tried to keep smiling, but failed several times, "Open the door, I'll see you, just say a word and leave."

"Otherwise I'm not going anywhere."

The whole floor was quiet, and the roar in the corner could be heard clearly on the whole floor.

Jiang Ming was really worried, and sneaked over to take a look, but happened to meet Wen Shichu's eyes.

The young man held the insulated lunch box tightly in his arms, and when he saw Jiang Ming, his red eyes were misty, and he pulled out a distressed smile.

"Beep." Qi Xiao pressed the button inside, and the door opened.

When Jiang Ming saw the situation, his palms were sweating.

The lights in the ward were not turned on, the shades were drawn tightly, and the light was as dim as night.

Wen Shichu entered cautiously and closed the door.

Before waiting for the temperature to react, the man on the sickbed suddenly snapped and turned on the light.

The light shone into the eyes that had just adapted to the darkness without warning, and Wen Shichu subconsciously blocked his eyes, and it took a few seconds to get used to it.

"Xiaoxiao, I made sweet and sour pork ribs, you probably haven't had lunch yet, I..."

"I've finished one sentence, and you've seen it now, can I go?" Qi Xiao was lying on the white hospital bed, his chest was tightly covered with a quilt.

On the side of the man's face, a bloody scar as thick as a finger and as long as a palm was exposed to the air, and the traces of the surgical thread passing through the flesh/suture could be clearly seen, and blood slowly seeped out from inside.

Wen Shichu originally wanted to face Qi Xiao with the most ordinary performance, but seeing the wound on the man's face, his heart seemed to be severely suppressed, and his teeth chattered from the pain.

This kind of wound is not like the fake wound in the TV series with a light red mark on the fair face.Qi Xiao's face was frighteningly pale, his eyes were bloodshot, and his whole body was haggard. The wound was too deep, the suture thread stirred the flesh, and the flesh was stitched together indistinctly.

Wen Shichu could even imagine that the doctor used surgical needles to pierce Qi Xiao's skin one by one, piercing it over and over again.

On the ground was a piece of blood-stained gauze, which Qi Xiao forcibly tore off from the wound on his face.

Wen Shichu put the lunch box aside, squatted down, picked up the piece of gauze, and held it tightly in his hand.

"It's okay. I don't think you're ugly. If you don't mind, I can also cut a knife in the face, so that we will be the same duck."

Wen Shichu raised his head, smiling at Qi Xiao as if imitating Ruan Ruan's usual coquettish and reckless tone.

wow.

The quilt was suddenly lifted by the man.

The wind brought by the quilt blew Wen Shichu's broken hair, and the young man stood there blankly, clenching his teeth tightly, with no expression on his face.

"What about this?" Qi Xiao looked at his gauze-wrapped legs, which were severely fractured and the flesh and blood on his legs were smashed, so he couldn't use a plaster cast, and traces of blood could still be seen on the gauze, even because of a nerve injury, His legs trembled slightly when his body was excited.

"Then what about this?" Qi Xiao straightened up and roughly tore off the gauze on his legs.

"What are you doing?!" Wen Shichu stepped forward excitedly, tightly grasping Qi Xiao's hand to stop him.

But with great strength, Qi Xiao threw Wen Shichu away and continued to untie the gauze.

A section of the gauze on one of the legs was untied, exposing the horrific flesh, blood stained the snow-white bed sheet, and the blood was instantly absorbed and expanded/expanded.

"Don't...Qi Xiao, I beg you, please don't..." The young man was so frightened that he rushed to the bedside and put his arms around Qi Xiao's legs as lightly as possible.

"You are my hero, if it weren't for you, I would probably be dead, so please, don't be like this... don't drive me away, okay? I know, I didn't pity you, because I really...really I love you..."

Wen Shichu thought he had used the lightest force, but when the young man looked up, he still saw the sweat oozing from Qi Xiao's forehead.

He still hurt his leg.

"I'm sorry, does it hurt? I'm sorry...I'm sorry..." Wen Shichu sat up quickly, his hands were clumsily suspended in the air, and tears had already overflowed his eyes.

"Are you all dead? Come here and drag Wen Shichu away for me, don't let him come again!" Qi Xiao yelled at Jiang Ming on the phone, his veins bulging, and his eyes rubbed the edge of Wen Shichu's cheek , staring at the white wall.

"Qi...President Qi." A few bodyguards ran over in a panic.

"Take him away, and no one is allowed to let him go. From now on, he is no longer a member of the Qi family."

The bodyguard looked at each other and stepped forward: "Mr. Wen, please let Mr. Qi have a good rest."

"Drag away!"

Two bodyguards grabbed Wen Shichu's arm, "Mr. Wen, don't make things difficult for us."

Wen Shichu looked at the blood in the palm of his hand, with a faint light in his eyes: "I'm pregnant."

Qi Xiao sat on the bed without any reaction.

"It's been three months." Wen Shichu wanted to laugh, but his mouth always pretended to be crying disobediently.

"So, like last time, you don't want me and the baby anymore, do you?"

"You're still as self-righteous as before, thinking it's for my own good."

"But it's really hard to take care of a child alone."

In the ward, no one answered, and the sound of breathing was deliberately suppressed.

"You still don't want me." Wen Shichu shrugged pretending to be relaxed. At this time, the doctors and nurses had already arrived to give emergency treatment to Qi Xiao's wound.

"Please get out of the irrelevant people." The nurse began to urge.

"You must remember to eat the sweet and sour pork ribs I made. It's really... delicious, very delicious." Wen Shichu was pushed out of the door.

The door closed slowly before his eyes.

The second before closing——

"Continue to make it for me tomorrow."

With a bang, the door closed completely.To say a few words, to say a few words, the end of the main text does not mean the end of the book, it has not been officially ended yet, and there will be no appendix, no appendix, no appendix.

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The reason why this node was chosen as the ending of the text is because at this moment, at this moment, the feelings of the two people have completely bonded together, from being as broken as paper to being indestructible at the touch of a touch. Wen Shichu is good and drives away Wen Shichu", but accepts Chuchu from the heart, willing to let Chuchu see himself in the weakest and most embarrassing appearance, and for the first time, Chuchu also said seriously that he loves Xiaoxiao.

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The next episode will clean up Zhou Ning, there will be no more misunderstandings, and there will be a small surprise theater, where Xiaoxiao proposes to Chuchu and other sweet little plots that are so sweet that they cry, well, the stupid author will go to code!