a mistake

After a few weeks, Cheng Jingming could slowly sit on the bed and eat.

On this day, Fang Nan came to the ward by mistake in the morning, and Cheng Jingming was leaning on the bed and eating breakfast.

"Aren't you going to sleep for a while?" Fang Nan mistakenly realized that it was still early.

"I've been sleeping for a month. Do you want to eat something too? Every time I see you, I'm thinner than the last time I saw you."

Fang Nan sat on the sofa in the ward by mistake, and the nanny brought him breakfast.

"When can I go out to get some air? Am I frighteningly pale now?" Cheng Jingming looked out the window, full of anticipation.

Fang Nan looked at the eloquent Cheng Jingming, and asked casually, "Have you looked in the mirror?"

"What?" Cheng Jingming was startled, "You mean I'm disfigured?"

"No, it's not," Fang Nancuo hurriedly explained, "Your hair was just shaved."

Cheng Jingming subconsciously reached out to touch his hair. He is still wearing a medical headgear.Cheng Jingming had a look of disbelief: "I'm bald now?"

"Almost." Ma Yunchuan walked in with a smile.

Cheng Jingming temporarily diverted his attention and didn't pay attention to Ma Yunchuan's "almost", he said to Ma Yunchuan: "Did I laugh at you when you were hurt?"

"It was a work-related accident for me, and you made your own biscuits."

Cheng Jingming curled his lips, lowered his head and continued to eat breakfast.

Fang Nan mistakenly saw that Ma Yunchuan seemed to have something to say, so he hurriedly ate breakfast and left.

Ma Yunchuan sat down on Cheng Jingming's hospital bed, and asked in a low voice, "You deliberately got hurt and played a trick, didn't you?"

Cheng Jingming glanced at Ma Yunchuan with a look of caring for the mentally retarded: "I want to say I am, can you stop calling me biscuits?"

"Then what are you going to do with him now? When you were hurt, Xiao Fang's demeanor was full of love for you!"

"I don't know." Cheng Jingming spoke the truth, he felt that Fang Nan still had feelings for him.But, after so much, can he accept himself again?Cheng Jingming knew that he had made too many mistakes.

"If you still have ideas, you have to think about how to keep people, that is... Are you still good at that?"

"Why not?" Cheng Jingming ignored the doctor's advice and raised his voice.

"Come on. Then you have to hurry up, God won't give you a second chance!"

Cheng Jingming nodded: "Why haven't you seen your wife for so long?"

Ma Yunchuan was slightly taken aback, and read a sentence of prose casually: "A marriage without feelings is like a plate of loose sand, which will be scattered when the wind blows."

Seeing Ma Yunchuan's expression, Cheng Jingming thought to inquire about the specific situation when Zhou Zhixing came.

After Cheng Jingming woke up, Fang Nan felt that he had nothing to do.Don't wait, it's inappropriate to stay with Cheng Jingming all the time.Cheng Junhai had already moved back home, and at night, there were only a few people left on the entire first floor.

Cheng Jingming was not idle, he asked Assistant Huang to bring all his books over, and at night he leaned on the bed and asked Fang Nan to read to him by mistake.

Fang Nan looked at the book on the table by mistake, a little confused: "Loving You is Like Loving Life, are you sure you want to read this book today?"

Cheng Jingming nodded: "The doctor said that I can only listen to some soothing books, otherwise it will hurt my brain."

Fang Nancuo was always good-tempered. He opened the book and read it slowly.It's just that Wang Xiaobo's writing in this book is really lyrical. With Fang Nancuo's soft southern accent, it sounds like a sincere confession.

When Cheng Jingming was satisfied, Fang Nancuo covered him with a thin blanket and went back to his room.

The next day, Cheng Jingming went downstairs for a review.The first time he got out of bed, he immediately felt that his legs were so heavy that he couldn't move half a step.The two tall and burly nurses next to him helped him into the wheelchair, and Fang Nancuo followed behind to accompany him for the MRI examination.

After the examination, Fang Nan found that Cheng Jingming was in a low mood, so he asked the two nurses to go upstairs first, and pushed Cheng Jingming to the small garden of the hospital.

Fang Nancuo had never paid attention to the small garden in the corner of the hospital, because it was a private hospital with few people and the scenery was carefully designed.The garden is full of Ouyue of various colors, which look like smiling faces under the sunshine.

Cheng Jingming narrowed his eyes and raised his head to take a deep breath, but his brows were still tightened.

"I see you are not in a good mood, what's the matter?"

Cheng Jingming sighed: "I always thought I would get better. It wasn't until today that I realized that my legs have no strength at all. Am I going to sit in a wheelchair for the rest of my life?"

"Didn't the doctor say that you can start rehabilitation training next week? You will stand up."

Cheng Jingming smiled wryly and said, "I thought I could get better and save you. Now it seems that I'm only dragging you down when I'm with you. It's retribution after all."

Fang Nan walked up to Cheng Jingming and squatted down slowly, and said solemnly: "The doctor said that your chance of recovery from this kind of injury is very high, so don't think too much about it. Let's talk about everything after you recover. In fact, you can wake up. All my wishes have been fulfilled."

"Then us?"

Fang Nancuo pursed his lips and said softly, "Now is not the time to talk about this."

Knowing Fang Nan's wrong thoughts, Cheng Jingming also nodded.

"Uncle is renovating the house these days, you can think about what to do when you are discharged from the hospital next month."

"I'm going to read books and draw some pictures. Or how about I teach you English?"

Fang Nan was taken aback by mistake: "Do you still remember?"

Cheng Jingming nodded: "I always remember to find an English teacher for you. Do you want to learn English or American?"

"Young Master Zhou wants me to return to comma."

"Then do you want to go back?"

"I don't want to." Fang Nan lowered his head wrongly, "Last year's incident was too much trouble."

Cheng Jingming paused, and then asked hesitantly: "I only know that you said that you had a good life after returning to Qing'an, which one is better?"

"None of that matters anymore."

Cheng Jingming lost his voice and said, "But, I want to know."

Fang Nan thought about the words by mistake: "I stayed in the rented house for a month, except for the occasional night when I went out, I thought I was alone. I dare not surf the Internet or watch TV."

Cheng Jingming felt a pain in his heart like a needle prick: "What happened next?"

"I found a job and worked part-time in a homestay. Thanks to the dessert class I took."

Cheng Jingming didn't know what to say, and was dumbfounded for a moment.

"Occasionally, Jiang Li also comes to help us, and life is not bad."

Cheng Jingming's heart skipped a beat, "We"?So who is the third person?Cheng Jingming almost asked.But Fang Nancuo has already returned.When he came back, he was alone, with all his feelings for him, what else could he ask.

"Thank you for helping me find my dad."

"I heard from my brother that you didn't go upstairs?"

Fang Nan nodded wrongly: "Regardless of my mood or situation at that time, I couldn't go upstairs."

"I'm sorry." Cheng Jingming didn't know what else he could say besides these words.