After the breakup they all cried and wanted to chase me

The disinfectant in the hospital smelled very strong, and Qiao Luo's leg was slightly fractured and put on a plaster cast.The outside was full of people, noisy, mostly victims of the earthquake.

Cheng Lin, who rushed over from the capital, was so busy that he reported Mr. Cheng's safety.Seeing that Qiao Luo woke up, she hurriedly hung up the phone and came over to ask about Qiao Luo's situation.

Cheng Lin came a few hours later than Shen Xing.

When Mr. Cheng heard that there was an earthquake in the area where Qiao Luo was filming, he was so anxious that when he left the house, he fell and fell on the door frame.

The old man's bones are brittle, and the fall was not light. Cheng Lin sent the old man to the hospital first, and then rushed to Qiao Luo's side.

When Cheng Lin arrived, Qiao Luo had already been rescued by Shen Xing, both of them were in the hospital.

Cheng Lin hurried to the hospital, and immediately saw Qiao Luo, whose face and clothes were covered with blood stains, staring eagerly at the operating room.

In this earthquake, Shen Xing protected Qiao Luo tightly, but he was hit on the head.He had a blood clot in his brain and needed a craniotomy.

From the moment Shen Xing was sent into the operating room, Qiao Luo waited on the seat outside.

Qiao Luo's own leg was still injured, and her shoulder was also smashed. Her leg was limp and drooping, but she sat up straight as if she didn't feel any pain.

The doctors and nurses persuaded Qiao Luo to take a picture first.

Qiao Luo remained silent in a daze, and just lowered her eyes to look at the tiled floor.

Qiao Luo's face was very pale, there was blood all over his face and neck, and his lips were bloodless.Seeing Qiao Luo's appearance, Cheng Lin was taken aback, and asked the doctor.

There was a lot of noise in the corridor, and Cheng Lin kept talking and asking questions, his voice was very loud.Qiao Luo pulled his sleeve, pointed to the operating room, and signaled him to be quiet.

Cheng Lin stopped, and it took him a while to realize that the blood on Qiao Luo's face and clothes belonged to Shen Xing.

Cheng Lin heaved a sigh of relief, looked at Qiao Luo's legs, and persuaded with concern: "Luo Luo, go and see the legs first, I'm watching over here."

Qiao Luo shook his head and refused to leave.He had a severe headache, and when he shook his head, his eyes went dark, and he almost fell down.

Cheng Lin quickly supported Qiao Luo, and touched Qiao Luo's forehead, it was hot.

Cheng Lin's face turned down: "You have a fever, what are you doing here?"

Cheng Lin turned to call the doctor, but Qiao Luo stopped him.

"Wait a little longer, I don't worry if I don't see Shen Xing come out."

Qiao Luo only said this, and he pursed his lips, the corners of his lips were full of stubborn arcs.

Qiao Luo was a little dizzy and felt cold all over, probably because of a fever.

Cheng Lin wanted to scold Qiao Luo, but seeing how pitiful Qiao Luo was, he couldn't.

Qiao Luo held the armrest of the seat tightly, blue blood vessels were printed on the back of the hand, and the nails were turning white.Cheng Lin tried to persuade him for a while, but he didn't persuade him. He found a blanket to put on Qiao Luo's body, and waited with him.

Cheng Lin was very irritable, he frowned and asked the doctor, "How long is this operation?"

Hearing this, Qiao Luo raised his eyes and stared at the doctor more closely than Cheng Lin.

"This depends on the patient's own condition. No one can say for sure. It will take three or four hours." The doctor said it tactfully, and never mentioned anything else.

"What about after the operation? How long will it take to wake up?" Qiao Luo anxiously asked the most important thing.

Shen Xing was in a coma when he entered the operating room. This injury to his head was different from other places. Qiao Luo was not at ease, and was terribly worried.

The middle-aged doctor glanced at Qiao Luo, but didn't reply immediately.

Qiao Luo's eyebrows and eyes were tight, as if no one wanted to hurt him.The middle-aged doctor probably saw that Qiao Luo was too obedient, so he didn't dare to go on the job, and comforted him: "The patient is young, and it will not be a problem to perform an operation. Don't worry, the doctor who performed the operation is familiar with it. There will be mistakes."

He blurred the point and didn't mention the blood clot in his brain at all, nor did he mention when Shen Xing would wake up.

Qiao Luo only grasped the three words "no problem", and took the doctor's firm tone as a straw to save his life, and his heart dropped half.

After waiting for more than an hour, Cheng Lin asked the nurse to hang up a bottle of water for Qiao Luo, right next to the seat, and did not ask Qiao Luo to move.

During this period, one after another, people were pushed out of the operating room and into the mortuary, and the cries of family members were particularly loud in the corridor.

A little girl grabbed her father's hand and asked, "Dad, Dad, why is my mother still sleeping?"

"Dad, where are they taking Mom?"

The little girl seemed to have noticed something, she cried after asking, wiped her nose, and chased the cart in front of her.

There were also a few successful operations, and the whole family wiped away their tears happily.

In a place like a hospital, the most indispensable things are joys and sorrows, and human tragedies.

Qiao Luo just stared at the ground, motionless, not knowing what he was thinking.The infusion tube was very cold, and the liquid dripped into the body along the blood vessels on the back of the hand. Qiao Luo was terribly cold.

The operating room is full, and people are sent out from time to time.Every time there was any movement, Qiao Luo would raise his eyes, glance nervously and expectantly, his whole body tensed up.

Seeing that the person who came out was not Shen Xing, the bright light in Qiao Luo's eyes dimmed again, his face was stiff and his head was buried low.

After going through this a few times, Cheng Lin became very nervous.

Cheng Lin panicked, not because of Shen Xing, but because he was afraid of delaying Qiao Luo.

Qiao Luo's legs are drooping and he doesn't know what's going on, and he has a fever, how can he be so tossing about?

Cheng Lin touched the cigarette in his trouser pocket and held it in his mouth without lighting it.

He persuaded Qiao Luo a few times, but it didn't work, so he forced Qiao Luo to look at his legs.

Qiao Luo clutched the seat tightly, but refused to leave, Cheng Lin slapped Qiao Luo angrily.

Qiao Luo didn't even hide, her eyes were all blank, the corners of her eyes were red, she looked at the crying little girl who lost her mother at the end of the corridor.

Cheng Lin looked uncomfortable, and persuaded him in a low voice: "Luo Luo, it's okay, the doctor said, it will be fine after the blood clot is taken out."

Cheng Lin patted Qiao Luo on the shoulder: "It's useless for you to stay here, take care of yourself first, ah."

Qiao Luo remained silent.

Cheng Lin lost his temper, and moved old master Cheng out, both persuading and threatening.

Qiao Luo maintained a posture and said after a long while, "The doctor said that the blood clot was big, I heard it."

Cheng Lin's expression froze.

"Cheng Lin..."

Qiao Luo's palms were clenched tightly, as if holding something fatal.His voice was hoarse, and he said very seriously: "Cheng Lin, I have to wait for him to come out."

Qiao Luo's expression was still docile and submissive, but there was a bit of stubbornness in his eyebrows and eyes.

Cheng Lin didn't speak anymore.

If Qiao Luo had an idea, no one would be able to persuade him.

Nine years ago, when he insisted on running away from home with others, he was alone guarding the dilapidated hotel, squatting by the door and refusing to leave.

He had a high fever and was about to faint. He was still holding on to the doorknob, motionless, and said that he would wait for that person to come back.

Later, it was the old man who had someone knock Qiao Luo unconscious and take him back.

Cheng Lin only recently found out that the person who ran away from home with Qiao Luo nine years ago was Shen Xing.This is a fucking messy account, why can't it be entangled?

Cheng Lin sighed, and couldn't help but said, "If I knew it was him, I shouldn't let you be with him."

Qiao Luo's eyelids moved, and he lowered his head again.

After a while, Qiao Luo said sullenly, "He treats me very well."

Cheng Lin was slightly taken aback, on this point, he really couldn't pick anything out.

Before the earthquake happened, Qiao Luo was still filming, so Shen Xing visited Mr. Cheng.

On the same day, before Shen Xing entered the study, Old Master Cheng didn't show Shen Xing a good face, and left him to hang out for half an hour.Later, the two of them said something in the study, and the old man let go.

It wasn't until Shen walked away that Cheng Lin asked Old Master Cheng, who smoked an old cigarette and said, "That old man Shen Rongshen is ungrateful and ungrateful, but he has a good grandson. This kid has a solid eye for Luo Luo."

Qiao Luo didn't know about this.

He only knew that Shen Xing was calculating step by step, and that it was time to close the net, but he didn't know that it was Old Master Cheng's move.

If there hadn't been this earthquake... probably, Shen Xing was about to get what he wanted.

Qiao Luo didn't speak any more, clasped his hands together, anxiously waiting for Shen Xing to come out.Cheng Lin wanted to order a takeaway to coax Qiao Luo to eat something, but Qiao Luo couldn't bear it, so he didn't mention it.

The two of them were silent for a while, and after an unknown amount of time, there was finally movement from Shen Xing's side.

"The operation was a success." The doctor took the initiative to say.

At this moment, Qiao Luo's eyes were bent.

Seeing that Shen Xing had escaped from the intensive care unit, Qiao Luo followed Cheng Lin to treat her leg.

Cheng Lin was worried about Qiao Luo, so he found a special person to take care of him, and followed him back and forth.In order to facilitate Qiao Luo's walking, Cheng Lin tried his best to get a wheelchair in this small place with scarce resources after the disaster.

Qiao Luo went to Shen Xing's ward more than to his own.

Shen Xing was still in a coma after the operation, and the doctor said that he needed to be observed for 72 hours before his condition stabilized.

Qiao Luo sat in a wheelchair, waiting for Shen Xing to wake up.

After all, it was a craniotomy, and no one knew whether there would be sequelae, or whether something would go wrong in the middle.

These three days were really hard, Qiao Luo barely ate anything.

When Shen Xing woke up, Qiao Luo was sleeping beside his bed.

As soon as Shen Xing moved, Qiao Luo woke up.

Shen Xing reacted very slowly, as if his brain was going to explode, and his eyes were lost.

Qiao Luo looked directly at Shen Xing, hesitated for a while, and poked Shen Xing's face with his finger.

After a while, Qiao Luo's eyes became brighter and brighter, and he said dully, "It's not a dream, it's alive."

Shen Xing was amused by his action, and curled the corners of his lips.

Qiao Luo's complexion was not very good, his whole body was thin, Shen Xing touched Qiao Luo's face, feeling very distressed.

"I have to make up for you another day, did you not eat on time?"

Qiao Luo didn't care about hearing what Shen Xing said, and hurriedly asked, "How do you feel?"

Shen Xing pressed his forehead, suppressed his slight headache, and said with a smile, "It's okay."

Shen Xing smiled very cleanly, as if his whole body came alive.

Qiao Luo always felt that something was different about Shen Xing, he hadn't seen such a look in his eyes for a long time.

Qiao Luo didn't think about it, and rang the bed bell to call for the doctor to come in.He won't be at ease if he doesn't do an inspection.

Shen Xing let Qiao Luo call the doctor, suddenly pulled Qiao Luo's finger, and asked Qiao Luo in a low voice: "Luo Luo, can I take the position now?"

Shen Xing's eyes were burning, and inexplicable flames danced in his eyes, but his tone was serious.

Just like nine years ago, Qiao Luo pulled Shen Xing, and when the two of them were hiding in the apartment and secretly watching a short movie, Qiao Luo curled his lips and asked Shen Xing how he felt.

Shen Xing turned off the small movie calmly, held Qiao Luo's chin to kiss him, and said solemnly, "It's not as good-looking as you."

Not as good-looking as you.

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