On the morning of New Year's Eve, Qiao Jiu was still in a drowsy sleep when he heard Li Chenzhou's voice.He closed his eyes and groped to pull out the electric blanket, and fell asleep again the next second.

When Li Chenzhou came in, Qiao Jiu was in a deep sleep. Because of the electric blanket burning all night, his face was red, and his forehead and the tip of his nose were still sweating.

Li Chenzhou took two steps towards Qiao Jiu's bed, then stepped back and sat on a chair not far away.

Time passed by, Qiao Jiu fell asleep, and Li Chenzhou kept looking at him.

Qiao Jiu felt that he had a dream, which was long and real, but when he woke up, he couldn't remember anything.

He opened his eyes, his heart hurt like a needle.

"What's wrong?" Li Chenzhou's voice sounded in his ear, as if he was a little panicked, but Qiao Jiu felt that he might have heard it wrong. He was dizzy, and his forehead was sweating non-stop.

But knowing that Li Chenzhou was by his side, Qiao Jiu felt much more at ease.

His voice was hoarse and weak, as if he hadn't spoken for a long time: "Water."

Li Chenzhou hurried over with a glass of water, but he didn't pass it to Qiao Jiu, but let Qiao Jiu sip it with his hand.

Qiao Jiu didn't speak for a long time, and he took a sip of the water in the glass, his heart was still beating, with great panic.

The situation in the dream can no longer be remembered clearly, but the pain is still very clear.

While feeding him water, Li Chenzhou patted his back to comfort him.

until the glass of water is finished.

Qiao Jiu was still sitting on the bed in a daze, Li Chenzhou touched his forehead with the back of his hand, it was very hot, but the sweat left behind was cold sweat.

He gently hugged Qiao Jiu into his arms, Qiao Jiu's body stiffened for a moment, and then he relaxed, his whole weight was on Li Chenzhou.

After an unknown amount of time, Qiao Jiu's consciousness gradually recovered, and the door was suddenly pushed open.

Qiao Jiu heard a sharp female voice: "What are you doing!"

He opened his mouth and wanted to speak, but found that he couldn't make a sound. After several attempts, Qiao Jiu gave up, closed his eyes as if resigned to his fate, and leaned on Li Chenzhou.

He didn't see the frightened and distorted face of the beautiful woman outside the door, nor did he see Li Chenzhou's suddenly sharp eyes.

"Auntie," he heard Li Chenzhou say, "You should have knocked before entering."

What happened later, Qiao didn't know for a long time, his eyes went dark, and he lost consciousness again.

When he woke up again, he was in the hospital, his eyes were all white, Qiao Jiu blinked, turned his head, and saw Li Chenzhou lowering his head and peeling apples. He peeled the apples very well, and the peel was already very long.

Qiao Jiu said, "Li Chenzhou."

The moment he spoke, Li Chenzhou suddenly raised his head, and the long apple peel on his hand was broken.

Qiao Jiu's voice was so small that he couldn't hear it clearly, but Li Chenzhou heard it.

Qiao Jiu smiled at him, according to the direction of the idol drama, Li Chenzhou should stand up in surprise, then quickly ran out of the ward, shouting to the doctor that he is awake!

But Li Chenzhou didn't. He calmly pressed the pager on Qiao Jiu's bedside, and then walked towards Qiao Jiu.

Qiao Jiu pulled out a smile with difficulty: "You don't cooperate with me at all."

Li Chenzhou didn't know which play Qiao Jiu was acting in, so he didn't answer him.

Qiao Jiu took a closer look at Li Chenzhou. He was wearing a shirt and a sweater, with no wrinkles on his trousers, neat hair, no stubble on his chin, and no bloodshot eyes.

So he said again: "You are not nervous about me at all."

Li Chenzhou smiled slowly, and stretched out his hand to touch Qiao Jiu's face: "I'm very nervous about you."

Qiao Jiu wanted to say something, but suddenly closed his mouth. He felt Li Chenzhou's hands trembling constantly.

Li Chenzhou was very scared.

But what is Li Chenzhou afraid of?

Qiao Jiu thought about it, the more he thought about it, the more flustered he became, and a hundred or eighty thoughts popped up in his mind instantly. He raised his hand and grabbed Li Chenzhou's hand, trying to calm himself down: "Tell me the truth."

He asked Li Chenzhou like this, with a bit of despair in his voice: "Did I suffer from some terminal illness..."

Before he finished speaking, laughter came from outside the door. Qiao Jiu looked out the door and saw a doctor and two nurses standing at the door, followed by Mr. Qiao.

It was the doctor who laughed.

The doctor still looks very young, with single eyelids, narrow and long eyes, and the tails of the eyes are raised, with a sharp look. He looks cold and sharp. When Qiao Jiu saw this face, he felt that he had heard it wrong.

But the reality soon gave him another blow, the doctor came to him, opened and closed his thin lips: "What kind of terminal illness do you think you are?"

There was a slow narrowing in the voice, and the tone was full of ill intentions.

He put on the glasses hanging on his chest, his sharp eyes were covered, and his aura seemed much softer.

The little nurse behind him swiftly gave Qiao Jiu various checks, and Qiao Jiu was lying in a corpse state the whole time.

So embarrassing.

He glanced at Li Chenzhou and followed his thoughts.

Li Chenzhou helplessly returned him a comforting look.

Qiao Jiu took a look at the doctor's badge when he was close to him, Mu xx.

When he looked back, he happened to see Dr. Mu's half-smiling eyes.

Qiao Jiu:...

"No big problem," Dr. Mu said, "I'm just too tired, take a good rest."

Qiao Jiu muttered in a low voice: "Then what did you have to do to be so tired..."

"Huh?" Dr. Mu snorted, "What did you say?"

"No, no, no," Qiao Jiu said, "I didn't say anything."

Li Chenzhou sent Dr. Mu out, and Mr. Qiao stayed in the hospital to watch over Qiao Jiu. Qiao Jiu stared at his father's face: "Do you think we have met a quack doctor?"

Mr. Qiao reprimanded him: "Nonsense."

"Then what do you think I did?"

"how could I know."

"I've been at home these days, don't I stay under your nose?"

"Who knows what you did tonight?!"

"..." Qiao Jiu was silent for a while, feeling that the atmosphere suddenly became a little subtle: "It's not Dad, what are you thinking?"

Mr. Joe: "...what are you thinking about?"

"I..."

He glanced at Mr. Qiao aggrievedly: "Anyway, I'm innocent!"

Mr. Joe: "Oh."

Qiao Jiu: Dear father!

Although he said so, Qiao Jiu had a vague idea in his heart. He thought it might be related to his dream, but he didn't remember anything that happened in the dream.

He turned his head, and there were some fruits on the bedside cabinet. Qiao Jiu thought that there should be a pot of lisianthus flowers on it.

This thought came suddenly, and he didn't know why he thought of it suddenly.

Li Chenzhou followed the doctor out for a long time before coming in, with no expression on his face, but Qiao Jiu noticed that he was not in a good mood.

It's over, he thought, I won't really be terminally ill.

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