Mindful

Liang Cheng inquired with his colleagues. After being rescued in the emergency center, the Audi driver stabilized his vital signs. However, he was hit on the head two days ago and suffered a forehead injury, so he went to surgery and brain departments.

After detailed examination, it was found that his optic nerve was damaged due to head injury, which affected the field of vision to a certain extent.In layman's terms he can see, but not all.But he didn't realize that driving on the road this morning caused a major traffic accident in an unimaginable way.

He was still conscious during the rescue, and he was still moaning: "It's clear that no car is coming."

After Liang Cheng finished speaking calmly, he asked, "Do you understand?"

It took Qiao Yuanlin a while to sort it out. He glanced at his watch. Time was running out, and he had to sort out the content of the report and hand it over to the column team as soon as possible.

Ruotan Hospital experienced a chaotic day, only the South Garden remained peaceful.On the bench by the lake, Qiao Yuanlin sat down, typing with a computer on his lap, and Liang Cheng was beside him as a technical consultant.

"Is his retina okay? Will he go blind?"

Liang Cheng said, "Did you not understand at all?"

Qiao Yuanlin smiled awkwardly, inexplicably remembering the biology class in high school. He put on an expression immersed in it, smiled and nodded, but Duan Sicun said abruptly: "Squad leader, do you understand what I'm talking about?"

The whole class looked at him, he was stupid.

Duan Sicun said again: "This is a difficult point, only you look like a spring breeze, don't pretend."

Qiao Yuanlin shrugged and came back to his senses. After studying for many years, the teachers and students of No. [-] Middle School made people feel the most pressure.He corrected Liang Cheng while writing, as if he was being watched to correct the paper back then.

After sorting out all the content, he pressed send. If there is no accident, the news will be broadcast on Octopus tonight, and it will be the most comprehensive and detailed report.

Recalling that this day was indeed a rush hour, it was exciting enough, Qiao Yuanlin closed his notebook, relaxed his limbs and stretched.

Liang Cheng stroked his hair along the back of his head and said, "Don't get too tired."

"Yeah." Qiao Yuanlin understood that Liang's heart was not only tired, "Don't worry, my body is better than I imagined. The children I met in the ward before were so fragile. I am so lucky."

Liang Cheng felt the same way, and would feel pity and gratitude for those little lives that were in danger, saying, "Today, I performed an operation on a child, and he is still under intensive care observation."

Qiao Yuanlin had reported similar things, but he couldn't help with anything else, so he asked, "It's not easy for parents to work, is there any difficulty with medical expenses?"

"Organized a fundraiser." Liang Cheng sighed lowly, "I only have [-] salary left this month."

Qiao Yuanlin let out an "ah" and immediately took out his mobile phone: "Brother is out of money, I'll transfer the money to you."

Liang Cheng felt a sense of pity and pity, pressed his hand, and said, "Just kidding, the Public Welfare Department will take care of it, and caring people will help."

At dusk, a pair of black swans swam over in the afterglow. There was a basket of lettuce on the bank, and Qiao Yuanlin enthusiastically fed a few lettuce leaves. After 10 minutes, the column team replied, no problem, he can get off work directly.

Liang Cheng accompanied him out of the hospital gate, the blood stains on his clothes dried up and turned black, he felt dirty himself, he was embarrassed to ask for a hug before he left.

"Are you on duty tonight?" he asked.

"It's not worth it." Liang Cheng said, "But you have to stay in the hospital."

Qiao Yuanlin understood: "Do you want to take care of the baby after the operation?"

Liang Cheng was taken aback by Qiao Yuanlin's words. Most of the children he treated were small and pitiful, even as big as a palm, but he really couldn't call him such a nasty name.

After stopping a taxi, he opened the door and said, "Take a good shower when you get home."

Qiao Yuanlindun was by the car door, Liang Cheng usually didn't go back to Minghu Garden after the night shift, even if he went back, he had to... He changed his mind: "Shall I go to your apartment?"

Liang Cheng said: You are a bit clingy. "

Qiao Yuanlin scratched his head: "You don't like this?"

Liang Cheng couldn't speak sweet words on the street, and he wasn't good at it either. He took out the apartment key, held the tip of the key and stroked Qiao Yuanlin's nose lightly, and replied, "It will belong to you from now on."

Qiao Yuanlin got in the car and left, humming happily. The driver glanced at him quietly, probably never seen him come out of the hospital covered in blood, and he was in such a good mood.

Halfway there, the phone rang, and Tian Yu asked for a voice call.

Qiao Yuanlin connected: "Hello, Tian Xiaoyu?"

"Yuan Shen!" There was a little noise on the phone, Tian Yu said loudly, "Don't come here without any problems, do you miss me?"

Qiao Yuanlin was too lazy to calculate the time difference, and asked, "What time is it over there, I have never contacted you at this time."

Tian Yu said warmly: "I miss you."

"Then you go back to your country." Qiao Yuanlin also missed each other a lot. His high school classmates were scattered all over the world, and it was difficult to get together. "Why don't I go to Canada and find you for skiing."

Tian Yu was surprised: "Climbing and skiing, you are amazing! Have you grown taller after graduation? I brought you two special down jackets, don't buy them too big."

Qiao Yuanlin was puzzled when he heard it. There was a burst of airport announcements, and the emphasis was on Chinese. He was pleasantly surprised: "You really returned to China?!"

Just as Tian Yu got off the plane, he said, "It's a business trip, let's visit relatives by the way."

The two made an appointment to meet at another day, Qiao Yuanlin was so happy, the times came and went, love, friendship, and career all blossomed overnight.

He went to the apartment to take a shower, and the food was delivered just in time for the Octopus broadcast.

There was a commotion in the ward. The mother of the child was exhausted and passed out. She was lying on a bench in the corridor for infusion. The nurse persuaded them to go home and rest.

The two refused to leave, Liang Cheng strode past and entered the intensive care unit.

The child was lying on the hospital bed and had been sleeping. Liang Cheng checked the urine output and hematocrit. The blood viscosity and pulmonary vascular pressure were fine, and there were no adverse symptoms of low cardiac output syndrome for the time being.

As soon as he came out, he was stopped by the child's father. At this time, what the doctor said was an imperial decree. Unfortunately, the words were too professional for the other party to understand, let alone guarantee anything.

"Doctors and nurses will take care of him, family members are not allowed in." Liang Cheng maintained his usual style, "So you can't help here, why don't you go home and sleep to refresh yourself."

The child's mother said weakly: "I won't go..."

Liang Cheng said: "It's just a suggestion, you don't have to accept it. But I want to remind you that the child's medical expenses are covered by the Public Welfare Department, but these two bags of infusion fees are not included."

Money is the sore point of the poor, and the father of the child is embarrassed and powerless.

The nurse whispered: "Doctor Liang..."

Liang Cheng pressed the man's shoulder and said, "Cheer up, save your money and buy milk powder for your child."

It rained in the middle of the night, and Ruotan became deserted from the inside to the outside. Liang Cheng followed Bao Ximei from the nursing station, compared the plum sour, and wrote the case report with great concentration.

In the middle of the night, he went to the ward again. The child was in a stable condition. After ordering some things, he went back to the office to get a spare key and was ready to go home.

The asphalt road was wet, the heating was turned on a little early, and the car was soaked in the cold air after the rain.

The high-rise apartment building was almost completely dark, and the security guard in the lobby was watching the small video with his eyelids stretched. He said responsibly, "Mr. Liang just got off work, eh? I seemed to see the lights on at home when I took over the night shift."

Liang Chengdao: "My family."

The elevator went up, afraid of waking up the family's dreams, Liang Cheng carefully opened the door, changed his shoes and entered the bedroom, the bed was as flat as if no one was lying on it.

He stopped by the bed, trying to grab a pillow and make do with the sofa.

Qiao Yuanlin felt a chill, woke up, and said sleepily, "Did you just come back?"

"Well, it's raining outside."

Qiao Yuanlin reached out and touched Liang Chengyan's damp clothes, and lifted the quilt: "Is it cold, come up quickly."

Liang Cheng said, "I haven't showered yet."

Qiao Yuanlin moved in: "I don't think you're dirty."

Liang Cheng couldn't resist such a situation, he got into bed, Qiao Yuanlin's warm body came close to him, and his hair hit his face.His hands were icy, clenched fists resting on the sides of his legs.

"Brother, hug me." Qiao Yuanlin asked in a low voice.

Liang Cheng pursed his lips and let out a "hmm", and covered Qiao Yuanlin's waist through the nightgown, and moved his palm down two inches and squeezed it, fascinated.

Qiao Yuanlin felt itchy and numb, a feeling he had never experienced before, he didn't know whether to keep silent or take the opportunity to please.

Before he could make a decision, Liang Cheng had already moved his little hand away. Unexpectedly, he asked, "What's wrong?"

Liang Cheng asked back: "What's wrong?"

Qiao Yuanlin held back for a while: "It's nothing."

The palm on the back of his waist didn't move to another place, he turned his back to Liang Cheng, silently digested the sudden frustration, and couldn't help but arched back like a kick.

Cool air came in suddenly, Liang Cheng lifted the quilt and got out of bed.

Qiao Yuanlin turned around: "Where are you going?"

Liang Cheng didn't turn his head back: "Take a bath."

It was still dark, and there was still an hour and a half before the alarm went off, but Qiao Yuanlin couldn't fall asleep.He lay flat and stared at the ceiling, listening to the raindrops knocking on the window, and found that there was no sound of water in the bathroom for the past few minutes.

He got out of bed and walked to the bathroom door. It was very quiet inside, and he turned the door open.

Liang Cheng's clothes were thrown into the laundry basket, as if he had taken them off in a hurry, and a pair of empty trouser legs were hanging on the floor.

In the shower room, the frosted glass obscured the muscle lines of the body, and only the outline could be seen clearly. Liang Cheng stood sideways, slightly arched his back, and let go of his hand the moment Qiao Yuanlin entered.

He turned on the shower, the water sprayed out, and the glass became more and more blurred.

Qiao Yuanlin didn't say a word, regretting coming in so abruptly, he bent down and put his pants into the laundry basket, then turned and went back to the bedroom.

Behind him, Liang Cheng called him: "Qiao Yuanlin, come here."

Like an order, dry, stiff.

Qiao Yuanlin's heart was pounding, and he took a towel from the shelf to cover up. The waistband of his nightgown was undone halfway, and Liang Cheng pulled open the door and dragged him into the dripping water.

When he saw Liang Cheng's naked body for the first time, his eyes rolled a few times and settled on the scar under his ribs. The towel was already wet, so he reached out to wipe it.

Liang Cheng took advantage of the situation to press him against the wall, his strength slightly out of control, he raised his hand to cushion the back of his head after a half beat, and said, "Don't sway on the bed."

Qiao Yuanlin blushed under the steam: "Well... Got it."

Liang Cheng said again: "Remember to knock on the door next time."

Qiao Yuanlin nodded, unable to ignore Liang Cheng's physical reaction, he didn't dare to raise his head, wiped his face with a towel, lowered his eyes and asked, "What about this time?"

Liang Cheng peeled off his soaked nightgown, and answered him: "You will most likely be late today."