After the breakup, Zha Gong and the crematorium were in HE

The peel of the apple that Lin Jingxing was peeling suddenly broke off. Seeing that Tang Xiao couldn't hold back a smile, he snorted pretendingly angrily.

"Principal, it's already agreed. If the skin of this apple is cut off, you can go home and rest." Tang Xiao took the peeled apple, "Why are you still playing tricks on children now?"

"I'm getting old!" Lin Jingxing's throat let out the old man's whistling sound, "Isn't it just an old child?"

Tang Xiao took the fruit knife from Lin Jingxing, carefully cut it in half and put it on the plate.

His hands are still weak, and there are many sequelae caused by the operation, because he often wakes up in the middle of the night in pain after the glands are removed. This kind of pain is not something ordinary people can bear. His perception is constantly decreasing, his limbs have no strength, and even things like peeling apples will accidentally cut his hands.

Tang Xiao has no family and no friends. Lin Jingxing loves him and has been taking care of him here for several days.

Communication can divert attention from the pain, which is good for recovery, but Lin Jingxing can't be here forever, he hopes to have someone who can take care of him.

Thinking of this, Lin Jingxing suddenly felt a headache. Tang Xiao has been taking care of Fang Zimo for so many years, and now when he needs to be taken care of most, Fang Zimo has become the person Tang Xiao never wants to see again.

On the head of the bed was a bouquet of carnations, sent by students.

During this period of time, students often came to visit him, and it was fine once or twice. After seeing him a few more times, Tang Xiao ordered them not to come again in a stern tone. Now it is the third year of high school, and he, the teacher, did not do his best He did his best, and he didn't want to delay their studies because of himself.

"I'll leave when Doctor Chi comes back." Lin Jingxing said.

Tang Xiao was sipping an apple, he was taken aback when he heard the name, "Doctor Chi, isn't he on vacation today?"

In the hospital corridor, Chi Du followed closely behind a boy in school uniform.

"Go slowly, rampage is not allowed in the hospital." Chi Du reprimanded in a joking tone.

The boy in front slowed down, turned around and urged him, "Go faster, if you keep walking like this, the porridge I made for the teacher will almost be cold!"

He lifted the insulated lunch box in his hand and shook it, and muttered dissatisfiedly: "I don't know if it suits the teacher's taste, I have never cooked before."

"His appetite has just recovered. I have carefully considered the ingredients and taste of this porridge for him. It is his favorite and definitely suits his taste."

Zhao Chengshu secretly smiled, "Hey, you are just his doctor, how can you know what he likes to eat?"

Chi Du stroked his chin, his eyes revealed confidence under the thin lenses.

"Of course I know. I have recorded what he likes to eat and what he doesn't like to eat these days. Understanding patients is also one of the responsibilities of doctors."

"I don't believe it," Zhao Chengshu came to a door of a ward, held the handle, did not open it immediately, and said to Chi Du winkingly: "Every time you look at him with a slight look, maybe I believe it." It's just a simple doctor's job."

"You kid!" Chi Du immediately lost his expression, laughed at himself after Zhao Chengshu opened the door and rushed into the ward, and then followed him in with ease.

In addition to the smell of disinfectant in the ward, there was also a slight fragrance of flowers, and as soon as the youthful breath poured in, it made the quiet ward lively.

Tang Xiao dropped the apple on the quilt cover in shock, and before he could pick it up, Zhao Chengshu threw the lunch box in front of him.

"Master-level cooking skills." He stretched out his hand and sat back on the chair, with his arms on the back of the chair, feeling extremely proud.

Chi Du followed behind him, and as soon as he got to the bed, Zhao Chengshu pulled him and said, "Dr. Chi specially customized the recipe for you. He watched me make it, so there must be no problem!"

Tang Xiao opened his mouth, surprised and speechless.

Chi Du raised his eyebrows helplessly, picked up the apple covered in the quilt for him, and wiped Tang Xiao's hands with a wet towel by the way when he was dull.

During this period of time, he often did this, and in the eyes of familiar people, he didn't feel the least bit strange.

"You said earlier that there is no one at his house, so I went to his house to help clean up while I was on vacation today." Chi Du unscrewed the lunch box for him, "Xiaoshu wants to cook you a meal, just be careful, today you No need to eat in the hospital canteen."

Tang Xiao's eyes became sore all at once, and he turned his face to Lin Jingxing's side, the corners of his eyes were wet.

When Zhao Chengshu saw that Elder Lin handed him a piece of paper, he was puzzled and wanted to go over to have a look, but Chi Du pushed him down and motioned him to pretend he didn't see it.

Zhao Chengshu understood, coughed a few times and said, "You used to cook for me. If you taste it today, if it tastes bad, don't dislike it."

Tang Xiao wiped the corners of his eyes, took porridge to taste, mushroom porridge, the saltiness was right, but the heat was not controlled properly, but it was harmless, he tasted it, bit his lip, and finished it in front of Zhao Chengshu.

"How?" Zhao Chengshu asked expectantly.

Tang Xiao rubbed his nose and said in a hoarse voice, "It's a bit lumpy, you should get a new lunch box."

"Teacher Tang! I have wasted a lot of thought. You have to praise me whether you like it or not?"

Chi Du waved away Tang Xiao's movement of packing the lunch box, and went to tidy up the table by himself, "It's all eaten, isn't it a compliment?"

Tang Xiao just smiled and said nothing. If he said something provocative, he was afraid that his fragile tear glands would have to function again recently, so he thanked Chi Du in a low voice, wiped his mouth and said, "How is the result of this week's exam? ?”

Zhao Chengshu patted his chest, "Alright! Don't worry about my studies. I'm still waiting for you to get well soon so that you can take care of me."

Lin Jingxing next to him laughed, and nodded at Zhao Chengshu, "Tang Xiao, I said that you are a caretaker, teaching a student can also teach an ancestor."

He thought to himself, Tang Xiao is really not suitable for this industry, he is a good teacher for students, but for himself, there are too many things to worry about, which will make him very tired.

Over the years, he has already seen from Fang Zimo that the love Tang Xiao talked about did not look like a love at all. The past five years were completely taking care of the children. That look.

He went to see Fang Zimo, and now that arrogant wolf often has bruises under his eyes. Thinking about the mistakes he made, Lin Jingxing didn't feel sorry for him anymore. At the beginning, he said that he would stand by Tang Xiao's side no matter what. No matter how good his relationship with the Fang family was, he would never say a word for Fang Zimo.And after Tang Xiao regarded these three words as taboo, he would never mention this person in front of Tang Xiao.

After the operation cut off the piece of flesh on the back of the neck, Tang Xiao also gouged out the man's heart.

He needs healing.

Not only the injury of the operation, but also the injury of the heart.

Seeing Zhao Chengshu, he felt that his earlier worries were superfluous. Even if Tang Xiao didn't have himself, Tang Xiao would still have students to accompany him. No matter how bad it was, wouldn't there be someone in this hospital who would always be by his side to take care of him?

Lin Jingxing complied with Tang Xiao's wishes and prepared to go home to rest. When he was about to leave, Tang Xiao asked him to send Zhao Chengshu back by the way.Zhao Chengshu was not happy, but because it was late, he had to go to class tomorrow, and he had unfinished test papers today, so he asked Lin Jingxing to go out and wait for him first. He had some private topics to talk about, so he left after talking.

Chi Du went to wash the dishes, Lin Jingxing followed and stopped him.

"Old Lin." Chi Du turned his head and said respectfully.

Lin Jingxing stuck his cane on the ground, "Tang Xiao told me today that he wants to be discharged from the hospital, please let me handle the discharge procedures for him, what do you think?"

Chi Du's face darkened.

"His indicators did meet the conditions for discharge, but..."

"But he needs someone to take care of him, whether it's life, body, or psychology." Lin Jingxing said first.

Chi Du nodded, "I hope he can recover in the hospital before being discharged. At least I can arrange someone to take care of him here. If he goes back, I'm worried that he won't be able to take care of himself. You know, he lives alone now, and Not to mention the problems of daily life, what I am most worried about is the Fang family."

"Fang Zimo was taken back by his family." Lin Jingxing said.

"But Fang Zimo didn't intend to let him go. During this time, the Fang family has been inquiring about Tang Xiao's current state, asking if he can be stimulated." After saying the word stimulation, he sneered, "They also know that Fang Zimo can be stimulated." Ink coming will be a thrill."

Lin Jingxing was silent for a while, "It's easy for his family to find out where Tang Xiao lives now. Now Mrs. Fang's connivance with him has only deepened but not weakened. Fang Zimo, who has no conscience, who knows what he will do?" It's time to come to your door."

The engagement date was approaching, and Lin Jingxing felt uneasy every day when he learned that Fang Zimo intended to retire.He was the most accurate judge of people, and he had doubted Fang Zimo from the very beginning when he said that he would not give up his marriage for Tang Xiao.

Others think that Tang Xiao loves a little more, but in fact, Fang Zimo's dependence on Tang Xiao has far surpassed his love, but he has never recognized himself.

But he still didn't want these two people to get mixed up again. He regarded Tang Xiao as his son, and asked which father was different and his son could live a more relaxed life.

On the cane, Lin Jingxing's hands seemed a little nervous, and his brows and eyes were haggard under the white hair.

"Doctor Chi, maybe this is an unreasonable request, but I still want to raise it. If possible, I hope I can entrust Tang Xiao to your care." He said in a pleading tone.

At this time, there was a tall figure standing at the end of the corridor, with a mask and a peaked cap covering most of his face, and he looked sharply at the two people who were talking.

The phone in his bag rang, and he picked it up slightly annoyed.

"Xiao Fang Boss!" Qin Gen's voice appeared on the other end hastily, "You can't go to see Teacher Tang! The hospital is full of Boss Fang's people, if he finds out, you will be locked up again!"

A nurse passed by, Fang Zimo pressed his hat, and said with a sneer, "I've promised to finish the engagement process, what's his dissatisfaction?"

"Fang is always worried. Now that the voting for the top ten of the year has started, if something happens to you at this time, not only the game, but even the company's stock price will be affected. This is the cusp..."

Before Qin Gen could finish speaking, Fang Zimo interrupted him impatiently.

"I'm already here, and there's no turning back when I start my bow. Qin Gen, I miss him, you understand."

The two people in front had already left together, Fang Zimo immediately hung up the phone, with the wind blowing under his feet, looking at the ward close in front of him, he felt a sense of longing that was about to overflow.

No one can replace his position in Tang Xiao's heart. That person likes to say things against his will, but his love for him is true.There was a cluster of dying flames between them, and Fang Zimo felt that as long as there was still a little spark in it, he could guarantee that the fire would be rekindled.

With eagerness in his heart, he gently opened a crack when he put his hand on the doorknob.

His teacher Tang is still weak, so I can't surprise him too much, this is the tenderness he has for Tang Xiao.

He missed Tang Xiao, this time for real.

"Tang Xiao is Tang Xiao, and Fang Zimo is Fang Zimo. These two names will not and cannot overlap."

Fang Zimo's hand to open the door froze, and he looked in through the gap. Tang Xiao's eyes were as dead as gray, and there was no spark left.