accidental preference

When Qi Qinghong arrived, the gangster was thrown several meters away by his heavy punch before he could react. The critical blow with a force of several hundred kilograms caused the gangster to fall to the ground and at the same time spit out a mouthful of blood from his throat. Huo Zhen He and the people behind him immediately surrounded him.

Qi Qinghong closed his eyes involuntarily, feeling that his whole back was so cold that it ached, and all the strength in his limbs seemed to be exhausted in an instant.Yunchen was lying lifeless on the ground, covered in scars, his light-colored clothes were covered with mottled blood, half of his body was curled up outside the threshold of the dilapidated bungalow, and half of his body was still in the house filled with smoke. High, the position of his waist and abdomen was folded into a strangely shaped arc, which seemed to have been broken in two.

Every time Huo Zhen recalled it, he felt that Qi Qinghong at that time was more terrifying than ever before.

Qi Qinghong's face looked extremely calm, and every step he took towards Yunchen was steady, but Huo Zhen noticed that his fingertips were trembling slightly.

Yun Chen had almost lost consciousness, but he could still feel the pain all over his body. How could it be so painful, like being pricked with a needle, gouged out with a knife, and the bones were smashed into pieces inch by inch. The excruciating pain can almost topple the sky.

Yunchen still feels a little tired. Since he can remember, he and his grandmother have been living together every day, and he has never stopped. The old and the young hold each other's hands and walk the long road of changing seasons year after year. Now, He finally felt a little tired.

Maybe he was about to die. Although he didn't have the strength to open his eyes, he could already smell the familiar cold fragrance at the tip of his nose. A gentle kiss was pressed to his forehead, and there was a deep and pleasant voice in his ear, calling his nickname all the time.

so good.

Yun Chen tried his last bit of strength, his swollen eyes finally opened a crack, maybe he was really about to die, and in his unfocused sight, he actually saw the lover he couldn't let go of.

The fingers hanging on the ground moved, Yun Chen wanted to grab his brother's hand and kiss his brother's lips, but he was in too much pain and too tired, and he didn't even have the strength to move his fingertips.

Even if it was a hallucination, Yun Chen was also full of joy, he raised the corners of his mouth towards Qi Qinghong, a small dimple was looming, his smile was silent, and he looked very gentle.

Qi Qinghong carefully hugged him in his arms, held Yunchen's scarred hand, pressed it tightly to his heart, leaned down and kissed his lips, a thin strand of blood flowed along the The tight lips of the two slipped down.

Qi Qinghong held Yunchen and stood up, his movements were so gentle, he didn't know what to do to save his little friend from the pain, he carefully held Yunchen in his arms, and quickly parked at the foot of the mountain As soon as the place was over, Yunchen's body was covered with Qi Qinghong's coat, most of his face was covered under the clothes, his hands were hanging silently, and there were red marks on his wrists from being tied up.

Qi Qinghong whispered in Yunchen's ear while walking, "Baby, don't sleep."

Yun Chen's lips moved. He didn't know why, but he felt a slight choking in his brother's usually steady voice. He couldn't bear to let his brother be sad, so he replied seriously: "Okay, I won't sleep..." But he didn't Knowing that you didn't actually make a sound.

Yunchen stayed in the ICU for a whole week, and when he was sent to the hospital, he was issued a critical illness notice. Acute gastric bleeding accompanied by multiple injuries throughout the body, leading to hemorrhagic and traumatic shock, and his condition was extremely critical.

The expert team picked up by helicopter from the First Affiliated Hospital of Yuzhou Medical University was only less than 10 minutes later than Yunchen's admission time, and Yunchen gained precious rescue time.

While waiting, it seemed that every minute and every second was infinitely elongated. For more than three hours, Qi Qinghong had been standing at the door of the operating room. In the operating room, after taking off the mask, he said to him succinctly: "The operation was very successful, as long as there are no other lesions, the problem is not big."

Seeing that Qi Qinghong's tense expression was visibly relaxed, the dean added: "The patient is young, so it doesn't matter if he loses some vitality. He can recover, as long as the family members are more patient."

After the operation, Huo Zhen personally sent the team of medical experts from the First Affiliated Hospital back to the local hotel to rest.

Qi Qinghong put on a sterile suit to look at Yunchen. When he saw the person covered in tubes, he couldn't help closing his eyes. This was the second time he saw Yunchen lying on the ICU bed without a sound. Yunchen.

The child lost his mother when he was born, and lost his father when he was sixteen or seventeen. His only dependent grandmother was admitted to the hospital after a stroke in his third year of high school, and he could barely pay the hospital bills; The best tertiary hospital received treatment, and at the same time was admitted to the university and major of his choice; on the day of the first year of freshman year, other children could go to the ivory tower happily and carefree, but he wanted to raise money. , applied for a leave of absence from school to work everywhere; coincidentally became an actor, was bullied by big stars in the film crew and kept silent, was bullied by the staff and kept silent, was polite to everyone, and took the initiative to say hello to everyone...

In the end, he met a lover who was full of bad deeds. He hid himself and cried for countless times, and still gave him all his love without hesitation...

This kind of life trajectory is completely different from those happy children, which makes people feel very distressed.

Perhaps when he was still a child, he would also be timid and cowardly. He also shrunk himself into a small ball, crying through every gray and gloomy day; Step by step, he struggled to stand up and took over the responsibility of taking care of the family and grandma.

He hides his thoughts, grows armor, no longer speaks out when he is hurt or hurt, and tries to bravely break out a new life.

Qi Qinghong thought, does this strong yet gentle, kind and beautiful child really belong to him?

During the visit on the first day, Yunchen was still in a coma and did not wake up until Qi Qinghong left.

When Qi Qinghong came the next day, Yun Chen became a little conscious. Qi Qinghong leaned down and asked him softly, "Chenchen, does it hurt? Where is it uncomfortable?" Yun Chen whispered inaudibly, and Qi Qinghong moved closer , almost no one could understand the children's hoarse and whispering sentences, but Qi Qinghong could hear them very clearly. His child said to him gently: "Brother...I don't hurt...don't worry..."

On the third day, Qi Qinghong looked at Yunchen who was wrapped in gauze like rice dumplings, but still had nowhere to do anything, so he could only touch his fingertips and tell him that his family and grandma were fine.

On the fourth day, Qi Qinghong asked Yun Chen with a cold face, did he play arson in the imprisoned hut, was he planning to die?Yun Chen recognized the suppressed anger and fear in his brother's icy voice, tried to flatter him with his eyes, but after being completely ignored, he kissed his lips fiercely.

A week later, when the nurse pushed Yunchen to the bed in the single ward and was about to move him over, Qi Qinghong bent down and hugged him and put him away gently, then bowed his head and kissed the corner of his lips, and stood aside The doctors and nurses turned their heads in unison.

Yunchen was lying on the hospital bed wearing a light-colored hospital gown, his hair was a little messy covering his forehead, his face was pointed and white, and there were still some bruises on his cheeks that hadn't faded. Looking at Qi Qinghong, he opened his mouth, but no words came out.

The medical staff left after explaining some precautions.

Qi Qinghong walked to Yun Chen's side, sat down beside the hospital bed, reached out and gently touched his face.

"Baby." Qi Qinghong called him.

Yunchen held Qi Qinghong's hand, and gently brushed Qi Qinghong's palm with his fingertips, as if saying that he was fine, and as if apologizing, but he still didn't make a sound.