heart [entertainment circle]

At 08:30 in the evening, Gu Ming finally drove Wu Changguang and Niu Xin out to open a room.

The sun had just set, and the sky outside the window was still dark purple.

Gu Ming drew the curtains, sat on the sofa and watched TV for a while, before Zhou Yu came back after washing.

"Aren't you going back tonight?" Zhou Yu walked over, his hair still dripping.

Gu Ming shook his head, pointed at his head, and let him blow it away.

Zhou Yu smiled, walked to the window and opened the curtains and windows, ready to dry naturally.

"Hey Gu Gu, the color of the sky is very beautiful now." Zhou Yu turned around and said.

"Yeah." Gu Ming got up and walked over, reached out and patted his wet head.

Zhou Yu pressed his back against his chest, Gu Ming lowered his head slightly, and smelled a very fragrant smell from the other's shoulder and neck.

Well, the back bit.

Gu Ming shook off some particularly incorrect thoughts, and stood silently with Zhou Yu.

"Oh, by the way, Professor Martin came to see me this afternoon, when you went to Donald's place." Zhou Yu pulled a wicker chair to the window and sat down.

Gu Ming nodded and touched the sketchbook: I met it on the way back.

"Did he tell you about Leo?" Zhou Yu asked.

Gu Ming lowered his head and wrote in a swagger: I said it, see the situation tomorrow.

"What could happen? It's a minor operation, and it can be done in less than an hour. Besides..." Zhou Yu smiled, and his voice lowered, "It's not the first time I've had it."

Zhou Yu said this before, but Gu Ming didn't dare to ask him what else he did besides this.

Gu Ming was afraid of asking a scarred answer, but it was more likely that Zhou Yu just smiled and didn't tell him anything.

Except for the eruption by the river last time, Zhou Yu has been enduring it, suppressing all negative emotions that can be suppressed.

Zhou Yu, who looked limp and out of shape, was actually quite strong.

"You have to go to the music salon tomorrow. Leo is willing to help you. Maybe you can find a good development opportunity." Zhou Yu said, watching Gu Ming only staring at him, and then said: "I have a bad reputation now. ...Maybe I have to fight again, and I won't be able to help Gu Gu in the future."

Gu Ming felt unhappy when he heard this, and wrote: I don't care about this.

"Yeah." Zhou Yu smiled, "I really hope that more people can hear the songs you write and the music you create... because it's really, really good."

Gu Ming was stunned for a while, Zhou Yu boasted that he didn't find words at all, and he might have put on a thick boyfriend filter, but Gu Ming just now has a bright feeling of exploding little fireworks in his heart.

He used to be a humble person, but at this moment all he wanted to do was make a fool of himself.

Gu Ming reached out and touched the end of Zhou Yu's hair, feeling that it was almost done, and then wrote in his notebook: Go to sleep, I'll have dinner with Leo tomorrow night.

"Yeah." Zhou Yu pulled Gu Ming closer and kissed him quickly.

The beds in the inpatient building are all narrow single beds. Gu Ming put the window curtains back on and refused to sleep with Zhou Yu.

"Aren't you going to sleep together?" Zhou Yu sat on the bed and looked at him eagerly.

Gu Ming shook his head and climbed onto the sofa.

This kind of width is just right for two big men to hug each other tightly.

Gu Ming turned off the lights in the ward, pulled a thin quilt to cover his stomach, and closed his eyes.

He chose the seat, and he was a little nervous about tomorrow's operation, so it was natural that he couldn't sleep.

However, considering that Zhou Yu should maintain his energy during the operation, he simply maintained the same posture and lay motionless with his eyes closed.

When sleepiness finally swept over, Gu Ming vaguely heard the sound of Zhou Yu turning over, but before he could open his eyes to see if Zhou Yu was asleep, he really fell asleep.

Zhou Yu carefully turned over from the bed, got out of bed barefoot, and took out a small box from the bottom of the cabinet.

Gu Ming slept, but he ended up having messy dreams all night.

In the dream, there was an old man holding a small hammer, jingling a chime.

When he opened his eyes, Zhou Yu was still obediently sitting in the room, bringing milk and delivering sandwiches.

"Gu Gu slept so unrestrainedly." Zhou Yu said.

Gu Ming still had that tinkling sound in his head, and lifted up one of his legs that fell to the ground.

At 08:30, Zhou Yu was called again for some basic examinations, and began to wait idly for the operation to start.

Gu Ming was impressed by Zhou Yu's leisurely appearance at first, but when the hospital pushed the bed over, Gu Ming became restless.

"Zhou Yu." A nurse wearing a mask called out to the door.

Gu Ming went out with him, and Wu Changguang and Niu Xin who had just arrived were scared to death.

"Why is there still a bed?" Wu Changguang growled.

As a person who has never seen the world, Gu Ming also turned pale with fright.

As a result, the operation trolley was pushed to the door of the ward and turned a corner, and after a while, an old man with gray hair was pushed out.

The three of them looked at each other in shock, and finally set their eyes on Zhou Yu, who was the calmest.

"Go and go back." Zhou Yu waved his hand.

Zhou Yu changed into the blue clothes he wore for surgery, and followed the nurse towards the operating room.

Gu Ming also wanted to hug one before leaving to give some encouragement, but he did not expect the process of entering the operating room to be so unexpected.

When he came back to his senses, the door had already been closed, and only Wu Changguang and Niu Xin were left crying with tears in their eyes: "Two weeks, hold on!"

"Come back alive and wait for you to eat beef noodles!" Wu Changguang howled affectionately.

"Please don't make loud noises with the patient's family and friends." The nurse just passed by.

Gu Ming's tense nerves were not regulated by Wu Changguang and Niu Xin's exaggerated acting skills, so he found a stool and sat down.

The door of the operating room was closed tightly, following the procedure at the moment, it should be preparation for general anesthesia.

Just thinking of general anesthesia, Gu Ming's heart beats fast, and his mind is full of knives and instruments.

The soft and hard palate of the mouth is connected to the throat, in case the person holding the knife sneezes...

Fuck!

Gu Ming stood up abruptly, only 5 minutes into the opening, he felt that he was already going crazy.

"Calm down, it's okay." Niu Xin suppressed a smile.

"I'm going to buy some water." Gu Ming felt ashamed, just took a step towards the other end of the corridor, but was reluctant to leave again.

Just the mental quality of shit.

"Let me go, what should I drink?" Wu Changguang gave him a clear look, and took the initiative.

"Forget it." Gu Ming said.

Wu Changguang sat down again, and began to chat with Niu Xin without saying a word.

The two of them were about ten years apart, and the topics they talked about were actually the same. The main content of the conversation was not much different from what Zhou Yu would talk about.

Where to go is fun, where to go is delicious, where to go is the happiest.

Gu Ming calmed down a little, staring at the door of the operating room in a daze, and the jingling voice from the dream started to play in his mind again.

Kind of like a song.

Jingle bells, jingle bells, jingle bells.

...It doesn't seem like this kind of nursery rhyme.

Gu Ming felt that he had been standing for a century, and saw Niu Xin reaching out to touch the phone to check the time.

"Hey, it's been an hour, it's almost done." Niu Xin said.

The three waited in silence for another 15 minutes, but there was no sign of the door of the operating room being opened.

When Zhou Yu had been in for nearly two hours, Wu Changguang finally couldn't bear it anymore: "Damn, didn't you say you could finish it in an hour?"

Gu Ming glanced at the time, it was almost twelve o'clock.

"You guys go have a meal first, I'll just wait here." Gu Ming said.

"Where can I go? I've been waiting for so long, so it's not too late." Wu Changguang said, "Maybe it will come out soon."

Gu Ming didn't speak anymore, he was a little on the verge of exploding.

Not knowing what happened inside, this feeling may be the same as Zhou Yu not being able to hear him.

Special torment, anxiety.

Not knowing how long he had to wait, Gu Ming finally saw the door of the operating room being pushed open.

The three stood up hurriedly, and saw Dr. Donald come out first and took off the mask.

Following the sound of the rollers of the surgical trolley behind him, Zhou Yu was pushed out of the operating room.

Gu Ming's hanging heart finally settled down a little bit.

Zhou Yu did not wake up from general anesthesia, and slept peacefully with a hanging bottle.

Six hours after the operation, the wound became infected, which Gu Ming and the others did not expect.

The hospital prescribed anti-inflammatory antibiotics in time, but Zhou Yu still developed a high fever, and he was in a daze and didn't know what happened.

When he opened his eyes, he found that it was already dusk outside, and he returned to the ward last night after tossing around for a long time.

Zhou Yu's mind was very confused at the moment. He didn't know whether it was because of the anesthetic or the high fever, and his whole body was sinking.

It was too heavy to raise his hand, but he still insisted on reaching for the bedside table and knocking.

No sound, no hearing.

Why still can't hear.

Zhou Yu stretched out his hand, touched a bag containing medicine, and threw it out vigorously.

He was quite strong, but there was not much force available now, the bag just fell low on the ground, and the pills rolled out.

He...why is he so useless.

Zhou Yu punched the bedside table directly this time, but he couldn't hear him, so he punched harder again.

Gu Ming was originally in the bathroom of the ward, but when he heard this movement, he quickly opened the door and came out.

Zhou Yu met his eyes, and his eyes were quite astonished.

"What are you doing?" Gu Ming panicked when he saw him.

Zhou Yu's fever may not be gone, his face is still red, and now his hands are also red because he hammered the wooden cabinet a few times violently.

Gu Ming grabbed his hand and rang the bell to call the doctor.

"Why are you still here?" Zhou Yu opened his mouth, his voice was completely hoarse.

It doesn't matter if he can't hear, he can't even speak clearly now.

Gu Ming didn't hear clearly, so he stretched Zhou Yu's clenched fist and looked carefully to see if he was injured.

Zhou Yu silently withdrew his hand from Gu Ming's, sat up from the bed forcibly, and found that the whole world seemed to be spinning.

"You have a fever, lie down." Gu Ming wanted to put him back on the bed.

Zhou Yu couldn't hear it, so uncomfortable that he insisted on not following, and suddenly opened his mouth to say something.

It was quite short, but Zhou Yu's voice was so hoarse that Gu Ming couldn't hear clearly at all, so he just touched Zhou Yu's face.

It was terribly hot, but the fever did not subside.

"Gu Gu, let's break up." Zhou Yu said it again.

Gu Ming's men stopped moving, because this time he heard it.

But he couldn't understand the reason why Zhou Yu said this at all, and even thought that what Zhou Yu said might be something else, so he completely ignored it.

Zhou Yu must have looked at him for a while, then reached out to get the sketchbook that was put aside.

Gu Ming quickly took the book away, Zhou Yu wanted to grab it, but the hanging bottle on the top shook violently.

Donald took the nurse and knocked on the door just at this moment and came in.

The author has something to say: Ah, I'm so scared.

The author was so frightened that he quickly pointed at his sweet text label.