Is Mr. Chu really fragrant today?

When Li Wanxun stumbled and rushed to the hospital, the corridor was quiet, the lights in the operating room were still on, and He Xiangqing stood alone under the shadow of the lights, his windbreaker was buttoned wide open, and there was a deformed trash can at his feet.The man's hair was slightly disheveled, and the soaring hostility that others couldn't see was completely subdued. He turned his head when he heard the movement, and smiled when he saw Li Wanxun: "Why don't you go home and sleep?"

Li Wanxun almost knelt down for He Xiangqing, he stepped forward and grabbed He Xiangqing's shoulder: "Don't do this, tell me if you feel uncomfortable?"

"I can't tell." He Xiangqing said in a deep voice, "Don't worry, I'm waiting for Shen An before I get out of control."

Li Wanxun stammered: "How is Shen, Shen An?"

He Xiangqing stretched out three fingers: "I just signed three critical illness notices."

Li Wanxun didn't dare to speak anymore.

He Xiangqing slowly closed his eyes: "If something happens to him..." The man's voice lowered and he didn't say anything, but Li Wanxun already had the answer in his heart.

Li Wanxun stood with He Xiangqing for three hours, and Shen An was pushed out at ten o'clock in the morning. Seeing that although the young man's face was pale, but it was not covered by a white sheet, Li Wanxun's feet softened and he sat next to him. On the stool, I muttered "Amitabha" in my heart.

"How is he?" He Xiangqing pressed the push bed, staring at Shen An without blinking.

"Send the patient to the intensive care unit first, please let me go." The nurse's voice was tired.

When Chu Heng arrived, He Xiangqing asked in a deep voice, "Where's Fang Boming?"

"It's in my hands, don't worry." Chu Heng replied, "Is Shen An okay?"

He Xiangqing: "Alive."

I can no longer say whether it is good or not, I can only say that I am alive.

Li Wanxun whispered: "Yu Yang, he..."

"Let me send you home forcibly." It was impossible for Chu Heng to let Yu Yang come over. Shen An's appearance of fainting in He Xiangqing's arms was too tragic, and Yu Yang was also in a bad state visible to the naked eye. It's not too late to come and see Shen An's situation stabilized.

Shen An slept for four whole days. He Xiangqing's room was next door, but the man hadn't been there very much. He slept on the sofa at night. He could wake up if there was any movement in Shen An. He Xiangqing was in the room last night. In a light sleep, there was some movement from the hospital bed, He Xiangqing suddenly opened his eyes, and didn't even bother to put on his slippers.

Shen An did move, he frowned, he didn't have much strength in his body, but desperately stretched his hands under the pillow, and groaned when he couldn't touch something, his expression should be extremely uncomfortable.

He Xiangqing seemed to have thought of something, a surge of love flashed in his eyes, he put his hand under the pillow, and then Shen An pinched it naturally, and then he stabilized.

"I was negligent." He Xiangqing leaned over and kissed Shen An, seeing the wrinkles between his brows loosen, he smiled.

Then came this afternoon, the weather was bad, the sprawling branches stretched to the outside of the ward, and when the wind blew, they knocked on the window, and let the hospital deal with it later, He Xiangqing thought to himself.

At that time, He Xiangqing was playing with Shen An's hand, because the ointment was applied every day, so the scars on it faded a lot, but they could still be seen at a glance, like those years of injuries, no matter what He Xiangqing did, It is impossible to completely erase them from Shen An's heart, but even so, they are still beautiful. Shen An always keeps his nails clean and beautiful. When he is in good condition, his nails are slightly powdered. It can make Boss He's mind flutter for a while.

The index finger was slightly bent, and He Xiangqing straightened it subconsciously. He continued to observe, and then bent again for the second time. When He Xiangqing touched it, his fingertips scratched hard on the back of the man's hand. After they spread out, He Xiangqing seemed to feel something, and turned to look at the hospital bed.

Shen An opened his eyes, saw He Xiangqing looking over, and smiled effortlessly.

He Xiangqing just stared at Shen An for a long time, until Shen An lost his energy again and wanted to sleep, he stepped forward and patted the young man's cheek lightly, and rang the bedside bell: "Don't sleep, let the doctor come in have a look."

Shen An's condition was considered stable, but he was lacking in physical strength. Before he had time to say a word to He Xiangqing, he closed his eyes again.

Three days later when the real situation improved, Shen An woke up when He Xiangqing was wiping his face, and the first thing he said was: "Where is my... book..."

Shen An had been talking to He Xiangqing about a book recording the history of Egyptian civilization before, but Fang Boming took it away before he could wait.

"I think about your book every day, and you don't even ask me." He Xiangqing opened a side drawer, took out the book from it, and carefully placed it under Shen An's palm: "Little heartless."

"Yes..." Shen An said so, and tried to feel under the pillow again, and then realized that this is a hospital or not a home, he was about to withdraw his hand, but He Xiangqing pushed his arm inside, Shen An probed with his fingertips and touched the packaging bag of snacks.

Shen An was stunned for a moment, then smiled contentedly.

He likes books and the snacks hidden under the pillow. In fact, he likes someone through this euphemistic way.

Shen An couldn't eat for the time being, and could only rely on the nutrient solution to support him. He was extremely weak, but as long as he was awake, he would hold on to He Xiangqing and talk.

Shen An wanted to get up, but He Xiangqing leaned over and hugged him, making him sit upright little by little, and asked in a deep voice: "What do you want to do?"

Shen An pursed his lips and remained silent, and He Xiangqing didn't want to ask, he just thought he was lying uncomfortable and wanted to change his position, but Shen An's voice rang in his ears so suddenly: "I just want...to hug you. "

As if He Xiangqing had pressed the mute button, he moved away a little, raised his hand to rub the young man's cheek, and then kissed his forehead.

Shen An was not satisfied: "Kissing here doesn't count."

"You're still wearing an oxygen mask, so you're tossing around." He Xiangqing let Shen An lean in his arms, and tried his best to restrain the urge to pinch him and melt him into his flesh and blood.

"He Xiangqing." After a while of silence, Shen An said softly, "I came back because you said you needed me."

He Xiangqing agreed: "Yes."

"I liked someone before."

"It's Fang Boming, I know."

Shen An coughed lightly, "But liking for him is nothing compared to liking for you." Usually timid and shy, when he suddenly expressed his heart, he was extraordinarily bold.

The corner of He Xiangqing's mouth rose unconsciously, pressed down and raised, pressed down again and raised again.

"He lied to me..." Shen An whispered.

He Xiangqing immediately answered, "I won't."

But Shen An shook his head: "You are fine, if one day you meet someone you like more, it's fine." Having said that, he slowly tightened his grip on He Xiangqing's arm: "It's just until that I will never come back to Xiangqing." His heart was worthless since he was a child, and he was ravaged by the Shen family and Fang Boming, but after meeting He Xiangqing, he still tried his best to get some , if these are broken again, he will also be broken.The author has something to say: Don't ask, asking is knowing how hard you have been waiting, don't ask!

I wish you all a happy reading!