Doctor of Rebirth

Xie Ci Shu Fulin felt his heart, and stretched Wen Yan's hand through the hem of his shirt, "Is it warm?"

Wen Yan's hand was still a little bit cold, and he touched Xie Cishu's abdomen vaguely, "Well, it's warm."

The back of the Xie Ci book was straightened, "It's warm... that's good."

Wen Yan couldn't help laughing, "Stop making trouble, go home, I'm hungry."

The two walked side by side, Xie Cishu hesitated and probed for a while, and finally quietly held Wen Yan's hand when he was leaving the hospital gate, and said, "It's cold outside."

Xie Ci didn't allow Wen Yan to do anything, so he went into the kitchen to cook vigorously, turning his head from time to time to look at Wen Yan who was reading on the sofa.

Steamed scallops with garlic vermicelli, fried bamboo shoots, steamed sea bass, three delicacies tofu soup, a combination of meat and vegetables, all of which cater to Wen Yan's preferences.

"It's just the two of us, it's too troublesome to do so many different things." Wen Yan filled Xie Cishu with a bowl of soup.

"Today is different, it's your first day back to the hospital." Xie Cishu said, "It's worth celebrating."

"Then thank you for your fulfillment, Mr. Xie." Wen Yan joked with a smile, "In the future, I will rely on Mr. Xie's support."

Xie Cishu shook his head, only he knew that his heart was in Wen Yan's hands.

Wen Xing has already gone back to school, so Wen Yan can go back to the guest bedroom, but the Xie Ci not only didn't mention it, but brought Wen Yan's daily necessities here, "Let's live together."

"It's not that you don't like..."

"I like it." Xie Cishu said first, "Is it okay?"

"Yeah." Wen Yan nodded, "I'll try not to touch your things."

"Touch it, touch it as you like." Xie Cishu hurriedly said, "Yanyan."

Wen Yan smiled, but didn't respond, and went into the bathroom.

Xie Cishu's heart was pounding, he wanted Wen Yan to be more presumptuous, arrogant, and self-willed. He felt distressed when he thought of Wen Yan's dull eyes in his previous life, but it took time.

As long as it is gentle, Xie Cishu has unlimited time and patience.

Lying on the bed, Xie Cishu smelled the fragrance of the same shower gel on Wen Yan.

Wen Yan often worked overtime when he was busy, so he didn't let Xie Cishu go to the hospital to wait for him every day, and usually drove home by himself.

It was past eleven o'clock in the evening, and Wen Yan hadn't come back yet. Xie Cishu was worried that Wen Yan would be busy too late, and it would be unsafe to drive home, so he simply put on his coat and went to pick him up.

"Thank you, Mr.

"Where's Dr. Wen?" Xie Cishu asked when he couldn't find anyone in the office.

"In the operating room, a patient was temporarily sent in at night. Dr. Wen has been in for more than two hours to rescue the car accident just happened."

"I see, thank you." Xie Cishu thanked and went outside the door of the operating room.

Sitting on the bench was a woman who seemed to be the patient's wife.

It took nearly an hour before the lights in the operating room went out.

"Doctor, what's the matter?" The woman at the door hurriedly stood up and asked.

"The operation was successful, and his life is out of danger, but..." Wen Yan paused, "But his leg is injured too badly, so he can only rely on a wheelchair in the future."

"It's good to be alive, it's good to be alive..." the wife murmured, her eyes were already moist, "Thank you doctor, thank you."

"It should." Wen Yan said with a smile.

The corridors of the hospital have witnessed more love than the beds in the hotel, and the sharing of joys and sorrows in the ward is more faithful than the vows on the rose greeting card.

"Thank you." Xie Cishu held Wen Yan's slightly trembling hand in distress, and was very glad that he came to pick him up. "I will come to pick you up when you have surgery in the evening."

"Okay." Wen Yan nodded with a smile.