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

The surgery went well.

When he opened his eyes again, the force of the anesthetic had passed, and although his eyes were blurred, the figure lying beside the hospital bed was very clear; Xia Zhiyan opened his mouth, only to find that he was still unable to speak because of the tube.

He gently patted Qi Luoming awake, wanting to tell the other party that he was awake; because Qi Luoming looked tired, he wanted to tell him to go back and rest.

"Mr. Xia! You're awake!" Qi Luoming opened his eyes, and a joyful expression immediately appeared on his tired face, but when he saw Xia Zhiyan was stuck in a tube and couldn't speak, he immediately frowned, and his distress was obvious. "What's wrong? Is there any discomfort? It hurts or something? I know you can't talk, so don't worry, I'll call you a doctor!"

Xia Zhiyan hurriedly raised his hand to stop him, shook his head lightly and told Qi Luoming that he was fine.

After repeatedly confirming that Xia Zhiyan was fine, Qi Luoming finally breathed a sigh of relief and sat down, smiling and approaching Xia Zhiyan, "Teacher Xia, I have good news for you."

During Xia Zhiyan's coma under the influence of anesthesia, the biopsy report of surgical resection has come out, all the possibility of cancer has been ruled out, his body is in good health, and he will be discharged from the hospital within a few days of recovery.

Qi Luoming was so happy as if he was the one who escaped from the gate of hell, and he was so excited that he could speak incoherently. Thanks to the doctor who came over after hearing the news and explained it again, Xia Zhiyan finally understood.

But he was not angry at all, because Qi Luoming was so excited that he danced his hands and feet, but he didn't dare to make too much noise in the hospital ward, so he could only circle around his hospital bed, the joy in his eyes turned into a solid liquid , overflowed to the brim.

Because of the sedative effect of the anesthetic and the painkiller afterwards, although he was happy in his heart, he couldn't accompany Qi Luoming to "crazy", his eyes narrowed weakly, and he felt a little drowsy.

Half-dream and half-awake, he felt that the overcrowded ward gradually became quieter. Through his narrowed eyes, he vaguely saw Qi Luoming bowing and apologizing to the other patients around him one by one, please keep your voice down.

Suddenly, there was a very wonderful illusion, the only touch of pure white belonging to the hospital in the eyelids, pulled out some similar scenes in the memory.

When he was a child, he was also considered a solid child, who seldom got sick and didn't have many memories related to the hospital; after his parents passed away, he came to Fu's house, especially in the first few years, his health was very poor, and he was considered a frequent visitor to the hospital.

The Fu family has a big business, and he lives in an independent suite of a high-end private hospital, where the only person who appears most often is the nanny and aunt who comes to deliver meals on time.

Although he was never stingy in expressing how distressed he was in words, Fu Shiyu seldom came to see him.

Compared with the quiet and even frighteningly empty high-end suite, he feels that he prefers the overcrowded inpatient department of the public hospital now, and even likes the noise that is just right in his ears.

Seeing that Qi Luoming walked around the ward and apologized, then returned to sit quietly beside him, took out his earphones and listened to music, he finally closed his eyes with peace of mind.

When he opened his eyes again, Qi Luoming had already left.

There is a curfew in the inpatient department of the hospital. Except for the family members of critically ill patients who can stay overnight to accompany them, other visitors must leave when the time comes.

Xia Zhiyan looked at the note left in his palm

- Teacher Xia, good night :)

Although the words are not very good-looking, he still can't help but smile knowingly.

It will be like this for the next few days. Qi Luoming will leave the hospital according to the regulations, but he must be the first to step into the ward the next morning.

Xia Zhiyan still needs infusions all the time, as long as he gets sleepy and squints his eyes, Qi Luoming will be the same as before, but he apologizes all over the ward, please keep your voice down.

At first, Xia Zhiyan also felt that this was not good. After all, it was a collective ward. As long as there was no rest time, it was not good to always bother others. He was afraid that everyone would have opinions on him or Qi Luoming.

But obviously, he was worrying too much.

Although he had to fast for several days due to stomach surgery, the symptoms of other patients in the ward were different.

Qi Luoming will remember which uncle mentioned yesterday that he wanted to eat baked sweet potatoes, which little sister loves candy the most, and he brought a big bag of things to share with everyone the next morning; In the whole ward, from eighty to eight years old, men, women and children of all ages mingled with him.

A few days later, when Xia Zhiyan was able to speak normally after unplugging the tube, the old lady next to him rushed up to chat with him about the family affairs.

"What's the relationship between that young man and you? Oh, you are so considerate! My son and the old man will be compared by him!"

Qi Luoming had just gone to the doctor's office to ask about when Xia Zhiyan would be discharged from the hospital, and as soon as he entered the door, he bumped into Xia Zhiyan who was full of embarrassment.

What's the matter?

Xia Zhiyan was also questioned.

Between him and Qi Luoming, the teacher-student relationship is probably fake, so what's left?

"Yes, yes," the old man who had received Qi Luoming's roasted sweet potatoes before also came up to talk, "When he brought us food every day, he asked us several times to take care of him when he was away at night. You."

It turns out that Qi Luoming did this when he delivered food to everyone?

The more Xia Zhiyan listened, the more confused he became, and he couldn't answer at all, but seeing the crowd gathering in twos and threes, more people stepped forward to join in the fun.

"That's right." An aunt who had the same operation as Xia Zhiyan also complained sourly, "Look at me, my mouth is broken! I don't know what my husband eats, but I think you're fine..."

Fasting after stomach surgery is not the most uncomfortable thing, but water deprivation is even more uncomfortable. Although the fluid infused into the blood vessels can replenish the water needed by the body, you can’t drink water for several days, and your lips are particularly prone to chapping and peeling. Gently wipe with a cotton swab dipped in warm water to relieve a little

These were explained by the nurse before the operation.

Xia Zhiyan licked his lips and found that he really seemed to be fine.

But these days, he was drowsy most of the time due to the influence of the drug, and he didn't do anything. Every time he opened his eyes, he saw Qi Luoming sitting beside the hospital bed with earphones, watching over him for infusion.

I don't know how many times Qi Luoming wiped his lips with a cotton swab dipped in warm water when he fell asleep, repeating a boring action tirelessly...

All he knew was that his face felt hot for no reason.

"Teacher Xia"

Finally, a clear shout from behind put an end to Xia Zhiyan's embarrassment; a "teacher" answered everyone's questions.

"I just went to ask about it. The doctor said that you are recovering well, and you will be discharged from the hospital tomorrow. I went to go through the formalities, and I made an appointment for a driver, and I happened to drive your car away tomorrow. Just don't drive yourself."

Xia Zhiyan felt that Qi Luoming always seemed to be like this, able to arrange everything properly without him even knowing.

His face was still hot, he avoided Qi Luoming's gaze unnaturally, and nodded silently.

But when he opened the car door the next day and saw that the car he was familiar with had completely changed, he regretted it somewhat.

On the back seat of the car, there are three layers of soft cushions on the inner and outer layers, and there is a blanket next to it. Even if the road back to school from the city is not close, this is still too exaggerated. He knows it. After stomach surgery, what I don't know is this posture...

Thought it was hemorrhoid surgery.

Xia Zhiyan was a little dizzy, and always felt that the driver in front of him looked at him strangely, but what made him even more dizzy was the back.

After getting in the car, the driver repeated the destination professionally, Qi Luoming naturally said "um", and added "I'm sorry, master" very politely.

Xia Zhiyan was completely dumbfounded

Because the address reported by the driver was Qi Luoming's home, the villa where he stayed for one night last time.

"I"

"Teacher Xia."

But as soon as he opened his mouth, Qi Luoming interrupted him.

"You were there when the doctor told you. Now you can only eat some liquid food, not even porridge. You have to make rice into a paste, and you have to avoid all the stimulation of condiments. Will you make it yourself when you go home? What if What if that scum is found again?"

"I live in school." Xia Zhiyan retorted in a deep voice.

Qi Luoming looked serious, "Are there things you can eat from takeaway and school cafeteria?"

The car had already started, and Xia Zhiyan was left speechless by the question.

Now he finally understands why Qi Luoming did everything by himself before, but why the doctor insisted on taking him with him when he was asked to say a few words before leaving the hospital.

This was the first time that Qi Luoming interrupted him, and it was also the first time that he felt as if he was a "student" who had been "taught" by Qi Luoming, a "teacher", so that he couldn't hold his head up.

"But your home"

He wanted to say something to redeem his dignity as a "teacher", but was soon interrupted by Qi Luoming.

"That's not my home." Qi Luoming lowered his eyelashes, covering all the emotions in his eyes, and even his voice was low, "I don't have a father, and my mother died in a car accident last year. That villa is just looking after the house."

"Miss Xia, don't worry, stay here, no one will come."

In the moving vehicle, the two were silent for a long time.

Probably because he realized that his tone just now was too serious, Qi Luoming took off one earphone, and approached flatteringly, "Mr. Xia, do you want to listen to the music?"

This time, he didn't give up after tentatively asking like he did on the bus before, but directly hung one earphone on Xia Zhiyan's ear.

Xia Zhiyan was quite surprised when Liang Jingru's gentle female voice came out of the earphones.

During this period of contact, he found that Qi Luoming often wears headphones, and seems to like listening to music, but he didn't expect that the big boys now listen to the old songs when he was in school ten or eight years ago.

These songs contained fond memories of his student days, which gradually fascinated him. At some point, Qi Luoming quietly leaned on his shoulder and narrowed his eyes.

"Teacher Xia..." Qi Luoming whispered, "I live alone in such a big house, but sometimes..."

"It's also pretty scary."

"Don't be angry, just stay with me, okay?"

The author has something to say: National Day is about to fall! ~

Ah Yu went out to watch a movie today, and he was a bit late. He might have to go to the hospital tomorrow to see my old waist that can no longer straighten up.

Then the latest update will be at 9 pm!It just doesn't delay everyone's rough play during the day! ~