Knight's Love Letter

This was the first time Fang Shiqing went to the hospital at night.

On the way here, he kept crying. When he arrived at the hospital, the blood had coagulated and he felt less pain. The tears were finally held back. As soon as he entered the debridement room, the nurse wiped his wound with hydrogen peroxide, and he started crying again. The little nurse on duty was taken aback.

"Be patient," the little nurse said, "How can you be so afraid of pain at such a big age?"

Fang Shiqing cried and said, "Will there be a scar?"

The little nurse comforted him and said, "It doesn't matter, the wound on the face will definitely be stitched up with cosmetics, and you won't be able to see it when it's done."

Fang Shiqing was taken aback: "Do you still need stitches?"

The little nurse said: "I will give anesthesia, it doesn't hurt at all."

Wang Qi went to pay the fee, and came back in a hurry. The little nurse also wiped the blood and the wound clean, and said: "It's just right, you stay with him here, and I will ask the doctor to stitch him up. Before you come, there is a communication." For the wounded who accidentally hit his leg, several surgeons on duty have gone to see him, and the treatment should be about the same now, just wait a while."

She went out, Wang Qi dragged a chair and sat down next to Fang Shiqing, looking at him worriedly.

Fang Shiqing asked him, "Where's my sister?"

Wang Qi said in a low tone, "At the door."

Just now he brought Fang Shiqing to the hospital, and Fang Mingyu followed without saying a word.

Wang Qidao: "Leave her alone...is it still in severe pain?"

Fang Shiqing shook his head: "Hydrogen peroxide stimulates a little pain, but I don't feel much now."

Wang Qi stroked his hair and said: "There is so much blood, it hurts me to look at it, how could I not feel it, your eyes are swollen from crying."

Fang Shiqing sniffed and said, "It really doesn't hurt anymore... I didn't dare to talk to my sister on the way here just now, I don't know if she is still so angry."

Wang Qi frowned and said, "I've made you like this, why is she still angry?"

Fang Shiqing whispered: "She is just too angry..."

Wang Qi was obviously very dissatisfied with him still defending his sister, and said: "If you are angry, you can't catch anything and throw it. What if you hit your eyes or temples? You don't speak for her. She just has a big temper. Everything is other people's fault, and she alone is right in the whole world."

Fang Shiqing pursed his mouth and stopped talking, lowering his head a little unhappy.

In fact, he can understand Fang Mingyu's mood. She has always placed great hopes in him, otherwise she would not have taken him over to study in the early years when her life was not so easy and affluent. As a mother, I have fucked everything for him, and now I suddenly know that he is gay, I am afraid that I am going crazy.This has not slowed down, and seeing him and Wang Qi get together again, it is reasonable to be out of control for a while.

He was very afraid of pain, but if Fang Mingyu could get hurt a little, he would calm down and stop blaming him for it in the future, and he was willing.

What made him unhappy was not that Fang Mingyu hurt him, but the tone in which Wang Qi spoke of Fang Mingyu.Although it sounds like condemnation, there is an inexplicable kind of understanding that can only be obtained after getting along with each other for a long time, and it can even be regarded as intimacy.

He also felt that he was narrow-minded. Even if Wang Qi and Fang Mingyu had broken up long ago, they had lived under the same roof for more than eight years. In Wang Qi's words, did they still have no relationship at all?

The nurse invited the doctor over, administered anesthesia to Fang Shiqing, and received four stitches on the right brow bone.

It didn't hurt much when it was stitched, but Fang Shiqing was crying again when the anesthetic was administered, and Wang Qi was watching anxiously.

When the stitches were finally finished, Fang Shiqing's face was also disfigured, the wound was swollen, his eyes were swollen from crying, his nose and cheeks were red.

Wang Qi was also sweating.

The doctor ordered a few things to pay attention to in daily life, and said that it would be best to get another shot of tetanus tomorrow.

Fang Shiqing, who was afraid of injections, frowned and was very worried. Wang Qi helped him get his coat and said goodbye to the doctor.

The two of them came out of the debridement room, and Fang Mingyu was waiting a few steps away from the door.

Alchemist Qing murmured: "Sister."

She looked at his face, and asked without expression: "It's stitched up? Did the doctor say there will be scars?"

Fang Shiqing said: "It doesn't matter if you say yes..."

Fang Mingyu nodded and said, "That's all for today. I have to go to work tomorrow, so I have to go back first."

After she finished speaking, she turned around and left without waiting for the reaction of the other two.

Fang Shiqing was stunned for a moment, looking at his sister's back, feeling a little sad.

Wang Qi put on his coat and said, "Let's go back too."

There were two blood stains on the chest of this white down jacket, which were extremely glaring.

The next morning, Fang Shiqing looked in the mirror in the bathroom. The wound was covered with gauze, but he could still see some unusual swelling. The right eye seemed to be a little smaller than the left eye.

Wang Qi called him: "Qingqing, are you alright? I'm going to be late."

He went out slowly, tilted his head and lay down on the bed, and said, "I don't want to go to work."

Wang Qi sat down beside him, patted his upturned butt, and asked, "What's wrong?"

Fang Shiqing felt wronged and said, "It's too ugly, and it still hurts."

Wang Qi did not object either: "I have to do something, at most two hours, and then come back to accompany you, okay?"

Fang Shiqing got up again, and said with a sad face: "But these two days, the magazine has a lot of things to do, I have to go."

Wang Qi put his hand on his thigh and said, "Actually, where is it ugly? You are so handsome, even now you look better than most people."

Fang Shiqing blinked: "Really?"

Wang Qi pinched his inner thigh, and his tone became a bit erotic, and said: "It would be great if you could become a little uglier, otherwise I will die on you sooner or later."

Fang Shiqing: "...stinky rascal."

Wang Qi made a gesture to kiss him, but he dodged and said, "I'm going to work! Go away!"

When he really arrived at the magazine office, Fang Shiqing felt that he didn't want to see anyone, so he hid in the office and stayed until he could.

After eleven o'clock, Wang Qi called and told him to avoid eating. He had already said it when he went out in the morning. He disliked Wang Qi's long-winded words like an old mother, but he was very happy with a smile on his face.

Everyone went to eat at noon, but he didn't go either. He asked his colleague to bring him a sandwich when he came back, and then he tilted his head on the desk and played with his mobile phone.

He wanted to call Fang Mingyu, but he didn't dare, because he didn't know what to say when he called.

Fang Mingyu waited in the hospital last night until he finished suturing the wound before leaving. She was obviously worried about him, but she refused to speak out, so she should still be angry with him.Or in a few days, when Fang Mingyu's anger subsided a little, he would go to her again and talk about it face to face. His sister wouldn't be angry with him forever, would she?

In the afternoon, Zheng Qiuyang came to the magazine again under the banner of business, and was surprised when he saw Fang Shiqing's appearance: "How did you do this?"

Fang Shiqing had seen him a lot recently, and said angrily, "I accidentally dropped it... You said you didn't draw your design properly all day, so what are you shaking around?"

"I'm not hanging around, I'm here to pick up your samples." Zheng Qiuyang sat down in front of his desk, looked at his face carefully, and said, "It seems to be quite powerful, I've got stitches." ? It won't be disfigured, will it?"

Fang Shiqing threw the pen in his hand and cursed: "Shut your crow's mouth!"

Zheng Qiuyang quickly caught the pen, smiled and said, "I'm joking with you, hey, look here, is there a small scar?"

He stretched out his face to show Fang Shiqing that it was also his right eye, but there was a very shallow scar under the corner of the eye, which he couldn't usually see.

"This is when I climbed a tree and was hung by the branches when I was a child." He sat back and said with a smile, "My mother thought I was going to be blind, and she was so scared that she cried. Isn't it not so obvious now? You are still here The eyebrows must not be visible, hey, yes, I still remember, at that time my grandma said that if a person’s eyes are injured, it’s because God is jealous of this person’s life. It seems that we both have a good life. Ha ha."

Fang Shiqing felt a little better after hearing what he said, took out a mirror and looked at it, and said: "Is life good, as long as there are no scars."

Zheng Qiuyang looked at him fixedly, and said regretfully, "I wanted to see your pretty face, but you ended up like this."

Alchemist was used to making fun of his own face early in the morning, so he rolled his eyes and stared at him: "Get lost."

Zheng Qiuyang didn't care, he looked at him in the mirror with a smile, and said casually: "Hey, your sister really looks like you."

Fang Shiqing put down the mirror and said, "It's the other way around, I look like my sister."

Zheng Qiuyang said with a smile: "They are all the same, except that the eyebrows don't look alike. You are covered up again. Just look at the eyes, nose and mouth. They are exactly the same. You two are not twins, are you?"

Fang Shiqing said: "She is eight years older than me, how can she have twins? Our family doesn't live in Chentangguan."

Zheng Qiuyang understood his stalk: "That's right, you're not called a dog."

Zheng Qiuyang got tired of talking to him, and went out to flirt with the girls outside. He didn't forget to get a sample of the magazine, and left happily.

After he walked away for a long time, Fang Shiqing took out the mirror and looked at it again, the more he looked at it, the weirder his face became.

Putting down the mirror, he took out his phone again, and found a selfie photo of him and Fang Mingyu. After looking at it carefully for a while, he really looked more and more similar except for his eyebrows.

He once asked Wang Qi what he liked about him, and Wang Qi said at the time that he had a "beautiful face".

Even Zheng Qiuyang, who had only met Fang Mingyu once, felt that the faces of the Fang family siblings were very similar, so Wang Qi... probably felt the same way.

Although it was winter, the room in the north was as warm as spring, but Fang Shiqing suddenly felt a little cold.