The villain became a sticky spirit after losing his memory

No, the Fanzhiji people have their own celestial features, so nothing will happen...

You have to hurry to his side.

Yan Zhi shook her painful head, forced a smile to the doctor, said "thank you", and hurried to Fan Zhi's ward.

But as he walked, he remembered a little slowly that he hadn't followed him to the ward, and he didn't know where Fan Zhi's ward was.

While feeling melancholy, Yan Zhi saw a female nurse walking towards her, she was one of the nurses who were pushing Fan's bed just now.

He hurried forward, blocked the way of the female nurse, and then said earnestly: "May I ask which ward is the patient you sent away from the emergency room just now? Please tell me, I want to see him." .”

The female nurse was impressed by this handsome guy before, but the patient couldn't delay, no matter how much he liked to see a handsome guy, he had to settle down the patient first.

In fact, the man on the hospital bed was also very handsome, but she was very obsessed with the handsome guy in front of her, this type of man, so after just a few glances, she also remembered the handsome guy's appearance.

Now that the handsome guy is talking to her, she is not to mention how excited she is. For the handsome guy's questions, she is willing to answer one hundred of them.

Seeing the female nurse pointing in one direction, she said shyly, "Handsome guy, it's in the super VIP ward over there~"

Yan Zhi happily thanked her, "Miss Nurse, thank you!"

Before the female nurse could appreciate the handsome man's smile, he left in a hurry after thanking him.

Looking at the anxious back of the other party, the female nurse couldn't help but feel a little sorry, maybe we can see each other again...

But then her mood improved again, and it was finally lunch time, so let's hurry to eat.

As for the handsome guy, he was a creature that he had free time to admire after he had a good meal.

The nurse turned the key and rushed to the cafeteria in a good mood, and the back of her leisurely walking away was opposite to Yan Zhi's fast walking back.

Both of them drifted away in the corridor until one disappeared.

Yan Zhi took a deep breath before opening the door of the ward, which made him stagger, he couldn't control the soreness of his nose, tears fell down his cheeks again.

He walked quickly to the side of the man, and stared at the sleeping man on the bed. Various thin tubes were inserted into the man's head, and they were connected to the surrounding precision instruments. closely related.

This scene alone was scary enough, Yan Zhi couldn't help thinking of the doctor's words, saying that if Fan Zhi couldn't wake up within three days, he wouldn't wake up again.

At this moment, he deeply realized how serious Fan Zhi's injury was and how severe his condition was...

At this moment, he was a little shaken by the comforting words he had said before. Will Fan Zhi really wake up safe and sound?

The teardrops on Yan Zhi's face fell into threads. He didn't want Fan Zhi to die, but the current situation looks really bad...

He bent down, kissed the man's pale lips with a smile on his face, and said softly, "You will wake up, right?"

Of course, this is just his own soliloquy, and Fan Zhi is so injured that he cannot get up and answer him.

Therefore, the natural answer to him was just the silence of the air and the continuous release of air-conditioning in the room.

However, Yan Zhi, who had been tense after Fan Zhi's accident, suddenly couldn't bear the man's silence at this moment, and even seemed to burst out of all the pressure, he almost burst into tears.

However, no matter how sad he was crying, he still remembered to put his fist against his lips, for fear that it would be too loud and disturb the rest of Fan Zhi who had just escaped the line of life and death.

Therefore, the whole room could only hear the man's low whimpering from under his fist...

It seems that when people are particularly powerless, they will degenerate into babies, and they can only express their sadness by crying, and there is no other way.

Yan Zhi, who had successfully degenerated, didn't know how long he had been crying. He only knew that after letting go of crying, part of the depression and fear in his heart slipped away with the tears, and what followed was that his whole body was almost exhausted and he couldn't condense anything. strength.

He simply pulled out a chair, sat on it and focused on the man on the bed.

In fact, at this time, Yan Zhi should eat something to preserve his strength, so that he can better accompany Fanzhi, and he can't fall down before he wakes up.

However, he really has no appetite. Seeing Fan Zhi like this, he can't think about these things at all.

At this time, he just wanted to be by Fan Zhi's side, and he didn't care what he was doing.

He just boiled his body like this, quietly waiting for the man to wake up...

But I don't know if Fanzhi lost his way in the dream, or if he doesn't want to get up and face him at all, there is no sign of waking up soon.

Yan Zhi's heart was extremely tormented, how much he wished for the man to wake up in the next second, but the reality was just the opposite.

On the one hand, he was full of fear, and on the other hand, he pretended to be nothing, and whispered something in the man's ear, their sweetness in the past, even though the man might not be able to hear or remember it at all.

It seems that if you don't find something to do for yourself, you will be overwhelmed by the fear of being in need, so Yan Zhi is always trying to do something for Fanzhi——

Sometimes I was worried that the man would be uncomfortable, so I would use a warm towel to wipe the man's body carefully.

Sometimes I see the color of a man's lips is too light, and I can't see that a man's lips are too dry, so I will kiss the water.

Although most men can't swallow the water, it just slides down the man's jaw, but the man's lips look much moister and healthier.

Sometimes, he would even nervously feel that the man's body temperature is very cold, so he would go to bed and hug him tightly in an attempt to pass on more body temperature to the man.

……

But other than these, Yan Zhi didn't eat a single grain of rice. After just two days, she seemed to have lost her vitality and looked haggard.

Even the nurse who was checking the situation of Fan Zhi and asking the other party for directions could not help but sigh slightly after seeing Yan Zhi, and even raised it unbearably:

"Sir, I know that you are worried about the patient's condition, but people are like steel, so you should have a good meal and a good night's sleep."

Where did her good-looking handsome guy go? If I hadn't seen him before, I was so impressed with him that I would not have recognized him. The man who is so haggard and thin now is the handsome guy from that day...

Unexpectedly, the handsome guy who is no longer handsome has an elm head, staring at the patient with bewildering eyes, only nodded to her in the gap, and said: "Thank you for the kindness of this girl, but I really don't have the appetite, and I don't dare go to bed..."

After saying this, the handsome guy looked at the patient again, keeping his eyes on the patient, as if he was afraid of missing something.

Perhaps it was because he was afraid of missing the patient's waking signs, or perhaps he was afraid that if he didn't pay attention, the patient might lie on the cold bed forever and never wake up again...

The female nurse blinked and stopped dissuading him, because she knew that for this handsome guy, persuading him was useless. It was better to leave early, to give the two more opportunities to get along, and to fulfill the family's wish to accompany him.

After the nurse went out, Yan Zhi silently poured a basin of warm water, wiped the man's cheeks with a wet towel, wiped the man's hands carefully, and wiped each finger gently.

But after wiping, Yan Zhi stared at the clean water surface in the basin, and couldn't help being dazed, the light shining on the water surface was indistinct with the ripples.

This mottled light and shadow is like a vision with a blurry road ahead, when will Lao Gong wake up...

The second day of the three days is about to pass... If Fan Zhi hasn't woken up tomorrow, what should he do...

Yan Zhi didn't dare to think deeply at all, only thought for a moment, then recalled her thoughts, took the basin and poured water.

And he didn't see that Fanzhi on the bed trembled slightly with his fingertips, as if he was about to wake up.

But when Yan Zhi came back, the man on the bed recovered as before, as if everything just now was just an illusion, and the young man failed to realize that his old Gong had moved his fingers at a certain moment...

Time waits for no one, and regardless of Yan Zhi's increasingly tormented heart, it is already the third and last day that the doctor said.

If Fanzhi doesn't wake up today, it will be like the doctor said, and he will never wake up again.

Yan Zhi just sat on the chair like that, staring at the man's every move with his red eyes, he even wanted to stare at the man's body, so that the man would make some moves, instead of being so panic-stricken like a statue.

The clock ticked and ticked, and it was night before he knew it. Yan Zhi sat on that chair for a whole day, and his whole body was numb.

But he still didn't change his movements, he still stubbornly stared at the man on the bed, and he could even feel an unprecedented urgency from those red eyes.

Finally, at eleven o'clock in the middle of the night, the bright lights in the ward flickered, and Fanzhi on the bed finally moved.

But it was shortness of breath, and a very uncomfortable cough, and even coughed up a big mouthful of blood from his mouth.

This kind of movement frightened Yan Zhi, he rang the calling bell, and almost broke down, he shouted: "Come quickly, he vomited blood...Fan Zhi vomited blood..."

He wanted to go forward and hug the man's head, but there were so many thin tubes on the head, Yan Zhi didn't dare to move, flustered, he could only reach out to wipe the blood from the corner of the man's mouth, crying and begging:

"Fanzhi...don't scare me...what's the matter...you must be fine...you must be fine..."

It was already the third day, and Fanzhi still vomited blood, scaring Yan Zhi's spirits away, almost heartbroken, and helplessly crying and pleading.

In the midst of the chaos, the doctor at the door rushed over, and a bunch of nurses were about to carry the patient away.

The man on the bed raised his fingers and wiped away the tears from Yan Zhi's face, then opened his eyes and smiled weakly: "Honey, don't cry, okay? Seeing you cry makes my heart break..."?