Junior Bamboo Horse is a squeamish beauty

Put Kuang Mu on the hospital bed, covered him with a quilt, straightened up and interrupted Liu Hanwen in a cold voice, and began to repeat the situation: "Doctor Qin, his name is Kuang Mu, he has a phobia of the dark, and he had mild pneumonia before. He has not fully recovered. He was locked in the warehouse half an hour ago. Someone splashed water on his body, causing a high fever. Now he is unconscious. Cramps, just had a stomach bug, and he's allergic to some antibiotics."

Hearing this long series of words, several people around were dumbfounded.

"Any antibiotic allergy?" Dr. Qin frowned and asked, "What antibiotic allergy?"

Ji Xiaohuan pondered for a moment: "There are too many, I need to remember."

Doctor Qin stared at Ji Xiaohuan for a while through the clean lenses, then turned his head towards the intern behind and said, "If there is anything else, you should explain it to him."

After speaking, Doctor Qin ordered someone to push Kuang Mu into the ward.

Ji Xiaohuan was afraid of getting in the way, so he walked to the corridor with the intern doctor, Liu Hanwen and Pang Quan naturally stood beside Ji Xiaohuan, Qiu Qing hesitated and asked, "Aren't you both going to see Kuang Mu?"

Liu Hanwen and Pang Quan stood behind Ji Xiaohuan, pushing and shoving each other, neither wanting to go.

Qiu Qing glared at them both, then turned and left.

After sending Kuang Mu to the hospital, everyone relaxed. Liu Hanwen bumped into Pang Quan, joking with a playful smile.

"Hey, why don't you and Qiu Qing go to see Kuang Mu?"

"I'm sick, why should I go there? Why don't you go!"

"Tch, I won't bother the young couple. Kuang Mu probably wishes that Qiuqing could take care of her alone now, and I'll be a light bulb."

While Liu Hanwen was talking, Ji Xiaohuan turned his head and glanced at him coldly, the two of them immediately trembled and fell silent.

The intern took a pen to write down in his notebook, while Ji Xiaohuan stood beside him with a flat voice, but his speech was very fast. The medical names that were difficult to pronounce came out of his mouth without any pause, as if he had recited them thousands of times .

Liu Hanwen and Pang Quan glanced at each other, and saw surprise on each other's faces.

Liu Hanwen blinked: "How does Brother Huan know Kuang Mu so well!"

Pang Wen shrugged: "I don't know."

The intern doctor memorized all the names, smiled and said to Ji Xiaohuan: "You know him so well, are you brothers?"

Ji Xiaohuan paused and said, "No."

"Huh? What's the relationship?"

This time Ji Xiaohuan remained silent for a longer time, and he said after a while, "It's just a classmate."

The little doctor raised his eyebrows unexpectedly but didn't ask further. He drew two more strokes in the notebook: "Then it may be necessary to notify his relatives. This kind of disease still needs the company of family members to facilitate recovery."

"it is good."

"I see that your hand is injured, let's take a picture first." The little doctor put the pen into his breast pocket, and pouted at Ji Xiaohuan's arm.

Ji Xiaohuan lowered his head and took a look at his arm, only to belatedly realize that the clothes on his arm had a big tear, his arm was also scratched and bleeding, and the surrounding skin was bruised and purple, which looked shocking.

Ji Xiaohuan stared at the wound in a daze.

The intern doctor looked at Ji Xiaohuan's expression, laughed beside him and said, "Don't you feel such a serious injury?"

Ji Xiaohuan tugged at his sleeves, and said perfunctorily, "I have a feeling."

After finishing speaking, he turned his head and patted Pang Quan on the shoulder, and said to the two of them, "It's getting late, you two should go back first."

"Ah? Brother Huan, do you need us to accompany you due to your injury?"

"No need, little injury."

Saying this, Pang Quan and Liu Hanwen glanced at each other, Liu Hanwen said: "That's all right, we'll leave first, brother Huan, you can contact us anytime if you have anything."

"Okay." Ji Xiaohuan replied.

After Liu Hanwen hooked Pang Quan's shoulders, the two turned around and were about to leave, but they were stopped by Ji Xiaohuan, who turned his head to look at the two and said.

"Don't spread the matter tonight."

"Ah? Why..." Liu Hanwen opened his mouth to ask, but seeing Ji Xiaohuan's cold gaze, he choked back the next question.

Pang Quan bumped into him, and responded to Ji Xiaohuan: "Brother Xinghuan, don't worry."

After Ji Xiaohuan got the answer, he turned around and followed the little doctor to the imaging room.

After examination, the flesh of Ji Xiaohuan's hand was scratched, and the wound was deep enough to see the bone, but luckily no bone was injured, so the little nurse sewed a few stitches on Ji Xiaohuan's wound and bandaged it with a thick layer of gauze .

By the time everything was dealt with, it was already past twelve o'clock in the evening.

The lights in the corridors of the wards have been turned off, only a few night lights that have not been extinguished in the wards protrude from the doors and windows of the wards, looking extraordinarily lonely.

Ji Xiaohuan came outside Kuang Mu's ward, through the glass of the door he saw that the light in the room was dim, only the desk lamp by the bed was on.

Kuang Mu had already been tied with a needle, his eyes were closed, and he was sleeping quietly on the bed.

Qiu Qing hadn't left yet, she was sitting on the sofa in the ward in a daze, not knowing what she was thinking.

Ji Xiaohuan didn't go in in a hurry, but walked to the place where the window was open in the corridor, took out the lighter from his pocket, and used his phone vigorously.

With a click, yellow flames fluttered with the wind outside the window.

Ji Xiaohuan put one hand in his pocket and lit a cigarette.

After a while, the door of the ward opened, Qiu Qing seemed to have expected Ji Xiaohuan to be here, and walked straight towards him.

"Why haven't you left yet?" Ji Xiaohuan asked.

"Both of you have run away, and one of you must be left to watch." Qiu Qing shrugged.

Ji Xiaohuan was silent for a while, and said, "Thank you."

"The doctor gave him a fever-reducing injection just now."

"kindness."

"The doctor also said that the injected injections are irritating to a certain extent, and the patient may wake up at night, and now he is emotionally unstable, so he needs to keep a person he trusts to guard him."

Ji Xiaohuan gave another acknowledgment, raised his hand to explore the soot, and asked casually, "Do you want to guard him?"

Qiu Qing lowered her head and smiled, then looked back at Ji Xiaohuan: "Do you think I'm someone he trusts?"

Ji Xiao looked up at Qiu Qing, with an emotionless smile in his eyes: "You should ask him this question, I can't answer you."

Qiu Qing frowned and said nothing.

With a cigarette in his mouth, Ji Xiaohuanhuan turned his head sideways to look at the night outside the window, the cigarette butt was shining brightly, reflecting his eyes as deep as a cold abyss, making it unpredictable.

After smoking the whole cigarette, Ji Xiaohuan extinguished the cigarette butt on the window sill, looked down at the movements of his hands, and slowly opened his mouth: "It's getting late, you go back first, I'll watch over him."

Qiu Qing stood there silently, she hesitated and wanted to ask something else, but in the end she just looked at Ji Xiaohuan a few more times, turned and left.

After Qiu Qing left, Ji Xiaohuan pushed the door open and entered the ward.

He sat on the chair beside Kuang Mu's hospital bed, looking at Kuang Mu silently, with no expression on his face.

"elder brother......."

Kuang Mu suddenly babbled in his sleep, as if he had a nightmare, he frowned tightly, and moved his left hand that was drooping by the bed.

His voice was suppressed, and he muttered intermittently. He raised his left hand from the hospital bed with difficulty, and his fingertips were slender and white, and he poked forward, as if trying to grab something.

Ji Xiaohuan knew that Kuang Mu wanted to hold his hand.

Kuang Mu was frightened at night, and now is a sensitive and vulnerable time, but as long as Ji Xiaohuan grabs his hand now, he can feel at ease.

Ji Xiaohuan didn't move, he took a deep breath, leaned back on the seat, and closed his eyes heavily. Kuang Mu's every call was the shackles that tied him, and he tried his best to break free, Everything is isolated.

After a while, Kuang Mu no longer had nightmares, he stopped struggling, and slowly lowered his hands, but his expression was still tightly twisted.

The moonlight outside the window shone in, and in the silence of the ward, only the breathing of the two could be heard.

"I want..." Kuang Mu suddenly hummed in a low voice.

Ji Xiaohuan paused for breath, and slowly opened his eyes.

The water stains on Kuang Mu's body have been cleaned up, and now he is wearing a loose hospital gown, with his hair loosely draped over the pillow.

Under the high fever, the tip of Kuang Mu's nose was red, his lips were red and tender, his eyelashes trembled slightly, his left foot was exposed from under the quilt, the toes were round and cute, and even the red mole on the instep became more and more attractive.

Ji Xiaohuan couldn't help but stop at Kuang Mu's ankles. Kuang Mu's ankles are beautiful, tender and white, but a little too thin, like a delicate and fragile willow branch, which can be broken with a little force.

Kuang Mu's eyelashes trembled violently, and he called out again.

"I want......."

The voice is low and light like a kitten's moaning, and the words behind are mumbled a little unclear.

"I want......."

Ji Xiaohuan thought that Kuang Mu was thirsty, so he leaned down and asked, "What do you want?"

Kuang Mu sniffed, groaned twice, and started crying again. His eyes were red, and he shrank into the quilt insecurely, his ears were softly wrapped by the quilt, and his voice was full of crying, but Rourou said slowly.

"I want... to always be my brother's little moon."

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