After the scum attacked the crematorium, he did a fake show with the little milk dog

The last time something happened suddenly, and there was really no other way, so Xia Zhiyan stayed at Qi Luoming's house for one night; although there was a small oolong afterwards, he was still very grateful to Qi Luoming for taking him in that night , and even took care of him who was sick afterwards.

But this does not mean that he can trouble the other party a second time with peace of mind.

After rejecting Qi Luoming, he kicked the person out of the car, and quickly returned to school by himself, roughly explained the situation, asked for a long vacation, and finally couldn't help but open the student's profile before leaving.

He has not been a teacher for a long time, and the first batch of students he has taught have not yet graduated, and all the student status will be checked soon

Indeed, there is no one named "Qi Luoming".

Now there are only two possible situations, either Qi Luoming is not his student at all, or the name is fake.

But he didn't intend to delve into it.

At least for now, it seems that even if Qi Luoming lies, he doesn't have any malicious intentions, and it really doesn't make sense to have a face-to-face confrontation over this matter, which embarrasses everyone, and he doesn't care about it.

Before Qi Luoming's invitation was rejected, although he couldn't hide the obvious disappointment and worry in his eyes, he still promised to help Xia Zhiyan make an appointment for the nearest expert account online before getting off the bus; Sent to his mobile phone.

On the day he went to the specialist clinic, he was admitted to the hospital according to the doctor's advice, and began a series of pre-operative examinations.

After Qi Luoming didn't show up for several days, the doubt in Qi Luoming's heart was quickly replaced by anxiety.

Although Qi Luoming's persuasion and the doctor's suggestions strengthened his determination for surgical treatment, it is difficult to completely overcome the fear of so many years.

Especially seeing that there are always one or two concerned or anxious relatives and friends with the patients next to him, but he is always alone, queuing up, paying fees, being pushed up and down by nurses, and accepting items. examine.

Although he has been persuading himself to believe in the doctor's medical skills and the development of modern medical technology for so many days, and try not to think about the shadows left before, he really put on the surgical gown and took the surgical consent handed over by the nurse for him to sign. While writing, the hand holding the pen still trembled uncontrollably.

"What about the patient's family?" Seeing Xia Zhiyan's reluctance to write, the nurse in the operating room urged, "If it's not convenient for you, you can just let the family members come in and sign; just in time, I still have some post-operative care precautions here. Confession."

The nurse in front of him was probably on duty in the operating room. He had never met Xia Zhiyan and didn't know his specific situation.

"I don't seem to have any family members." The nurse in the ward who passed by hurriedly stepped forward to smooth things over in a low voice, "Probably not. I saw him in the ward these days alone..."

No family members, no intimacy, from now on, no one will be responsible for themselves whether it is illness or accident

Xia Zhiyan thought about it.

This was probably why he was so persistent in wanting to marry Fu Shiyu back then.

Although after the death of his parents, loneliness seems to be a foregone conclusion, but it is probably because he was deceived by Fu Shiyu's false warmth for too long. He is always good at weaving lies to deceive himself

He is not alone.

But in the end, no matter in terms of life or legal sense, he is alone; no matter how afraid he is and how unwilling to admit it, even though his hands are trembling, he still has to try to hold the pen steady and sign the consent form.

And in the crack of the door of the ward, Qi Luoming's eyes were red as he looked at the familiar figure from behind.

With a tense back and slightly trembling shoulders, that Xia Zhiyan was holding on.

When "Teacher Xia" pushed open the door of the ward, he had already put on that sunny smile again, and apologized to Xia Zhiyan with a sorry face, "I'm sorry, I have class this morning, and there was a traffic jam on the road, so I'm a little late .”

"It's not too late, it's not too late to enter the operating room." Probably because the big boy who came in was lively and sunny, the tone of the nurse who was urging with a black face just now became more gentle, and she glanced at the nurse in the ward beside her, "No Do you have any family members, what did you just say?"

"The patient's relatives and friends, right?" As she spoke, she turned her head to Qi Luoming again, "It's just right, come with me to the nurse's station, and I will explain to you the precautions for the patient's postoperative care."

After she finished speaking, she walked out of the ward with Xia Zhiyan's signed consent form for the operation.

"wait for me."

Before leaving, Qi Luoming didn't forget to leave a smile on Xia Zhiyan who was puzzled.

Soon, Xia Zhiyan was lying on a stretcher and pushed to the operating room. Although the trembling fear in his heart seemed to be better after seeing Qi Luoming, he still couldn't help feeling flustered, as if there was a lump in his chest. Places are always empty.

When he was about to be pushed into the door of the operating room, he finally saw Qi Luoming striding over from the other end of the hospital corridor, panting.

"What's the matter..." Looking at the beads of sweat on Qi Luoming's forehead and the worry in his eyes that he tried to suppress, Xia Zhiyan asked suspiciously: "Did the nurse say something...not good news?"

"No, how is it possible." Qi Luoming forced a smile, and comforted softly: "I'm afraid that if you run too slowly, you will be pushed in."

As he spoke, he looked up at the door of the operating room in front of him, and when he lowered his head again, his expression became serious.

"Teacher Xia..." He tentatively held Xia Zhiyan's hand lightly. The familiar cold touch made him feel distressed and rubbed his hand in his palm, "Don't be afraid, I'll just wait here." You come out."

After speaking, the doctor pushed the stretcher into the operating room.

Xia Zhiyan watched the tall and handsome figure being slowly locked outside the operating room, until the moment the door was completely closed, the person outside the door still stood motionless, stretching his neck to look inside.

The shadowless lamp dedicated to the operating room above his head was turned on, and the anesthetic was slowly injected into the blood vessel. Before he lost consciousness, it seemed that his palm still had the temperature of Qi Luoming.

The warm temperature gently caressed his cold fingertips, dispelling almost all the chilly fear in the ten-year long night; like the shadowless lamp above his head, it was erased the moment it was lit Every inch of shadow around him was illuminated.

And that firm

"Don't be afraid, I'll be right here waiting for you to come out."

Maybe he doesn't want to face it, but he has to admit that even though he was able to put on a cold and indifferent look on his face before, even when facing Fu Shiyu; but maybe people who are sick are more sensitive Be vulnerable, he really needs this kind of firm comfort and companionship now.

Closing his eyes, for no reason, he suddenly felt extremely at ease.

The author has something to say: You think you are living together, but you are not, but if you think you are not living together~ hehehe~~~

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