Once they hit each other, they will rely on you!

The pungent smell of disinfectant came out one after another, rushing into Wu Xing's nostrils.Moving his eyelids with difficulty, Wu Xing frowned tightly, and after coming over for a while, he slowly opened his eyes.

There were large expanses of white in front of his eyes, Wu Xing's mind was fragmented for a moment due to the unfamiliar environment, and then Wu Xing slowly recalled what happened before.

After being beaten up, he resisted the inhuman pain and went home. After that, he couldn't hold back and called Shang Peng, and then he passed out...

The memory stayed in this segment, and Wu Xing stared blankly at the ceiling for a while before his thoughts slowly came back.

The white bed, the white ceiling, and the white walls, everything reminded Wu Xing that the place he was in now was not somewhere else but a hospital.

So, who sent him to the hospital?

It should be Dapengzi.

Thinking of this possibility, Wu Xing turned his head and looked around for Shang Peng.

However, there was no one in the empty room except him.

Da Pengzi went out?

Wu Xing frowned again. He struggled to get up, and the delayed pain immediately swept through his limbs, and he blurted out a scream uncontrollably.

"what--"

Extraordinarily miserable.

Shang Peng, who was on the phone in the corridor, naturally heard the scream. After identifying Wu Xing's voice, Shang Peng hurriedly said goodbye to the director, and hurried to the ward.

As soon as he opened the door, he saw Wu Xing's face twitching and turning pale from the pain.

He rushed forward in three steps at a time, and Shang Peng supported Wu Xing who was trying to get up, then pushed him back on the bed, and said sharply: "Don't move!"

Shang Peng rarely speaks to Shang Peng in such a harsh tone, so when Shang Peng said this, Wu Xing was taken aback for a moment, and then immediately lay down obediently, leaving only a pair of big eyes outside the quilt, watching innocently. With Shang Peng.

But it's no use being cute right now.

Shang Peng tucked his quilt up, still looking as serious as the dean, and said to Wu Xing with a sullen face: "Didn't you say that you fell? I really want to know how Master Wu fell. You can get injuries all over your body, your fall is really good, I will ask you for advice some other day."

Shang Peng's irony made Wu Xing blush, wishing he could bury his head under the quilt.

Because Wu Xing was injured and couldn't move, Shang Peng just looked at her straight, not allowing him to evade even a little bit.

After the two stared at each other for a while, Wu Xing finally couldn't bear the pressure, and bowed his lips: "Well, I admit that I didn't fall."

Only then did Shang Peng let him go, got up and shook the handle at the back of the hospital bed to raise Wu Xing's head so that he could lie down halfway.

"Tell me the truth, Baboon. How did you get this injury?" Shang Peng took a chair and sat in front of him, looked at Wu Xing and asked, his voice couldn't hide his distress.

The tenderness in Shang Peng's eyes was about to overflow, Wu Xing didn't dare to look at Shang Peng, and simply lowered his head not to look at him.

After thinking about it again and again, Wu Xing felt that it was better for him not to say anything.After all, one thing more is worse than one thing less. If Shang Peng knew about it, he might not know what to do.

"Huh? Who called?" Seeing that Wu Xing hadn't spoken for a long time, Shang Peng couldn't help asking again.

Pursing his lips, Wu Xing decided to prevaricate.Looking up at Shang Peng, Wu Xing just wanted to twitch the corner of his mouth into a smirk, when he hissed in pain.

This sound made Shang Peng's heart ache. Shang Peng quickly got up from the stool, stretched out his hands to hold Wu Xing's face, and subconsciously blew lightly on his injured place, with a look of annoyance on his brows, "It hurts." Come on, baboon...it's all my fault. You're so badly injured, don't say anything yet."

Hearing this sentence, Wu Xing felt a little relieved.It's only a matter of time, and he might forget about it until the end.

Just now, Wu Xing was nervous because of his patronage, but only now did Wu Xing notice the ambiguous posture of the two of them at this moment.

Shang Peng blows hot air on his face, so that the face is full of Shang Peng's smell, with a unique feeling of him.

Warm and comfortable, making people feel very at ease inexplicably.

Although it feels good, this posture...

Just as Wu Xing wanted to turn his head to avoid Shang Peng's face that was close at hand, he felt a burst of pain in his cheek, forcing him to stay there and maintain this posture.

Shang Peng only focused on giving Wu Xing some air to relieve the pain, and he didn't realize that there was something wrong with the two of them at the moment, until Wu Xing's cheeks flushed a little, and he said in a voice like a mosquito: "Okay, sir. Pengzi, it doesn't hurt anymore..."

Hearing Wu Xing said that the pain was gone, Shang Peng sat back on the chair with confidence.

As soon as he looked up, he saw Wu Xing's flushed cheeks.

Thinking it was an environmental problem, Shang Peng directly reached out and touched Wu Xing's hot cheek, and then asked with concern: "Baboon, what's wrong? Is it too hot?"

Wu Xing, Wu Xing, they didn't mean to do that to you, why are you blushing!

Wu Xing turned his head slightly to avoid Shang Peng's big palm, and shook his head slightly.

Unexpectedly, such a simple action of shaking his head would involve so many pain-sensing nerves, Wu Xing couldn't help but let out another cry of pain.

Seeing this, Shang Peng didn't dare to let Wu Xing move.

After tucking him in the quilt again, Shang Peng suddenly leaned down...

Wu Xing, who has always been cunning, thought that Shang Peng was going to do something wrong to him while he was sick, so he quickly closed his eyes and shouted: "Don't!!!"

Shang Peng was about to press the doctor's bell, but was stunned by Wu Xing's yell. After a long while, he pressed it stiffly, and then left the hospital bed, looking at Wu Xing who still had his eyes tightly closed, he asked suspiciously: " Don't want what?"

"Forehead?"

Feeling that Shang Peng's voice was no longer above his head, Wu Xing slowly opened his eyes, and saw Shang Peng sitting safely on the chair, as if nothing had happened just now.

"You just now..." Wu Xing carefully stretched his facial nerves, and asked slowly.

"Your medicine is almost finished. I'll ring the bell to call the nurse." Shang Peng glanced at Wu Xing's bottle and said in a low voice.

"Forehead……"

He thought...

Knowing that he misunderstood Shang Peng, Wu Xing suddenly felt embarrassed.

Usually, he used dry laughter to relieve the atmosphere, but now he couldn't even laugh easily, and Wu Xing suddenly felt that the atmosphere was even more awkward.

At this juncture, the nurse just opened the door and walked in with the medicine.

After changing the bottle for Wu Xing, the nurse took out the medicine and handed it to Shang Peng who was beside him, saying, "From today onwards, these medicines should be taken on time every day. This one is three times a day, one tablet at a time. The other one is one tablet at a time..."

While the nurse was talking, Shang Peng listened carefully and memorized how to take each medicine.Wu Xing wanted to remember it at first, but he was lying on the side like a corpse, and he couldn't see which medicine the nurse said corresponded to which medicine at all.

After the nurse talked a lot, Shang Peng asked, "You can't take these medicines on an empty stomach, right?"

"Best after dinner."

Afterwards, some dietary taboos were instructed before the nurse left.

As soon as the nurse left, Shang Peng immediately put away the medicine as the nurse said, and then said to Wu Xing: "You must be hungry? Wait for me, I'll go buy you food."

Wu Xing lay on the bed and nodded slightly.

After Shang Peng left, Wu Xing realized a serious problem.

He is now so injured that he can't take care of himself. It's okay for Shang Peng to take care of him now, but what will he do when Shang Peng returns to work?

This eating and drinking, Lazard, everything is a mountain...

By the way, there is still money!How much does it cost him to be hospitalized!

Hastily!

Questions came one after another, Wu Xing became more and more annoyed as he thought about it, and finally he couldn't help but want to rub his hair with his hands - this is his usual behavior when he is irritable.

But now—

As soon as Wu Xing raised his arm, a piercing pain hit him immediately, and Wu Xing couldn't hold back another scream, which resounded through the sky.

"Ahhhh-"

……

When Shang Peng came back, Wu Xing was lying on the bed listlessly, with a look of lovelessness on his face.

That small appearance is too...

Shang Peng quickly ran over, put the porridge on the table beside him, and asked anxiously, "What's wrong? Is it too painful again?"

Wu Xing moved his eyeballs, still with the unlovable appearance, opened his mouth with difficulty, and said with his lips: "Master, after you leave, am I going to fend for myself?"

"what?"

Shang Peng only saw his mouth move but didn't hear the sound, so he asked again.

Wu Xing squirmed his lips sadly, then repeated in a hoarse voice: "Master Peng, after you leave, am I going to fend for myself?"

This time Shang Peng heard it clearly, and tapped Wu Xing's only head that was intact. Shang Peng said with a smile: "What nonsense are you talking about? How could I leave you alone?" Wu Xing attached great importance to the issue of his own life. After looking at Shang Peng's face, he couldn't help asking: "Master Peng, is what you said true?"

Seeing his frightened appearance, Shang Peng couldn't help softening his tone and said, "May I promise you? I will never leave you alone!"

Wu Xing's eye sockets couldn't help getting moist because of these words.

Since his mother passed away, he hasn't heard such heartwarming words for a long time.

In the past few years after graduation, he has been working hard outside alone, and every time he calls his hometown, he only reports good news but not bad news.On the outside, he looks stronger than anyone else, but who knows what he wants most.

It's just a word of concern.

Desperate to be cared for, too eager to be cared for.

Sniffing, Wu Xing's bitter face turned into a smiling face: "Thank you Dapengzi!"

Couldn't help stretching out his hand to pinch Wu Xing's nose, Shang Peng followed Wu Xing and smiled lightly, with a gentle and doting tone: "Silly hat, what do you want to thank me for?"

Wu Xing smirked twice, and then realized a serious problem: "Master Pengzi, what about your work?"

Mentioning this, Shang Peng's smile gradually stagnated.