don't be alone anymore

*feeling bad*

……

Jian Muzi felt very uncomfortable.

When Wen Yang was not honest about the pain, she felt uncomfortable, but when Wen Yang confessed that she couldn't sleep, she felt even worse.

She has no solution.

She could only pray that the painkiller Wen Yang had just taken would take effect sooner, so that this emaciated patient would recover quickly.

4 to 6 weeks postoperative recovery period.

Jian Muzi thought it would only take a day, or even a second.

……

At dawn the next day, two people who had not slept soundly on the hospital bed got up one after another.

Wen Yang stood by the window sill stretching his waist...

Curled up on the family's hospital bed, squinting her eyes and resting all night, the effect of the painkillers is a temporary solution, not the root cause, but in the end it is much better than her own strength.

Jian Muzi also got up.

In the second half of the night, she seemed to have slept for a while in the sound of Wen Yang's steady breathing.

Until the sunlight outside the window spilled into the room through the curtains, and with her back to the window, she finally woke up unbearably disturbed.

At the first glance, she didn't see the person who was supposed to be on the family's bed, and Jian Muzi's heart tightened suddenly.

While standing up, from the corner of the eye, he caught sight of Wen Yang who was stretching by the window sill.

Huh~

She chuckled to herself inwardly...

Being so affected by others... She is no longer the Jian Muzi she was back then.

……

"Wen Yang."

"Ok?"

Wen Yang opened a small gap between the two curtains, and she poked her head out, intending to look at the street scene in the distance.

Suddenly hearing Jian Muzi's voice, she turned her head back, stretched out her fixed left hand, and smiled brightly.

As a result, Jian Muzi's mood also improved.

She got up and got out of bed, picked up the hair rope on the bedside table and tied a simple ponytail.

Take Wen Yang Luoxian's right hand,

"Come on, go wash up."

Jian Muzi wanted to help Wen Yang wash up last night.

It's just that Wen Guodong did what she wanted to do, she could only regret quietly and put her hope on the next day.

Following Jian Muzi into the bathroom, Wen Yang was still momentarily stunned.

Why did you go to the bathroom as soon as you woke up?

Why does Jian Mumu take me with her when she washes up?

"Jane Mumu~"

Wen Yang obviously failed to stop the persistent Dr. Jian.

Doctor Jian led her to the sink, and after washing her hands, she helped Wen Yang...

Helped to squeeze out a soybean-sized toothpaste, helped to fill the mouthwash cup with water, and then put the two things within Wen Yang's sight.

……

The moment the other party picked up his toothbrush, Wen Yang suddenly understood...

She raised her lips and smiled at Jian Muzi, and her beautiful smiling eyes fell directly into Jian Muzi's eyes.

With light in her eyes and heart fluttering slightly, Jian Muzi turned around and took off the towel from the hook.

She saw Wen Guodong's actions inside yesterday by the door, so she naturally recognized the owner of this towel, the owner of this toothbrush, and the owner of this mouthwash cup.

The two in the bathroom had a perfect understanding.

As soon as the person who finished brushing his teeth put down his mouthwash cup, he was handed a twisted warm towel.

Wen Yang pursed his lips.

I hurt my left hand, although I can only do simple cleaning, but such simplicity seems to make people happy.

Jian Muzi patted the person who was secretly happy in the towel, "Wen Yang, I'll go back to the dormitory first. I'll bring you breakfast later. What do you want to eat?"

Wen Yang quickly grabbed Jian Muzi who was about to leave,

"No need, Jian Mumu..."

The sweet and sour heart anxiously refuses to stop,

"My dad will bring breakfast over later..."

Wen Yang paused...

Compared with the fear in her heart that made her avoid it, she was still defeated by her love for Jian Muzi...

"You come and eat. You have to come and eat."

She had to watch Jian Muzi eat breakfast to be at ease.

Watch each other eat well before going to work.

She still didn't want to make the other party unhappy because of her subtle rejection.

……

Indeed, for a moment, Jian Muzi felt a little hurt.

She thought that she was still not qualified to stand beside this person and feel the joy and sorrow of this person, but fortunately, she heard this person's worry and concern for her afterwards.

Jian Muzi smiled and nodded.

"Well, I'll go back to the dormitory and change my clothes first."

If she hadn't borrowed Wen Yang's clothes last night, she would have had to sleep in the first aid uniform she was on duty during the day.

The dormitory of the emergency center that others seem to be close at hand is a long way to waste time for Jian Muzi at this moment.

After work, she went straight to the inpatient area of ​​the hospital, and then never wanted to leave.

Those who didn't want to leave found an excuse to borrow Wen Yang's change of pajamas.

she won't admit it...

There was indeed a moment when she had... lust for the pajamas she was wearing.

The desire to possess, the desire to love, the desire to be close and protect.

……

It was only when Wen Guodong came that Wen Yang realized why his father had left last night and never returned.

Unexpectedly, Dr. Bingchuan, who is usually quiet and reticent, is actually an eloquent master when dealing with Wen Guodong.

Dr. Jian, who is eloquent and eloquent, tried all the methods and tried all the methods on Wen Guodong.

So it was Wen Guodong, the patient's father, who was persuaded to throw away his helmet and armor.

Wen Guodong gave up the position of night watchman, and inexplicably 200% assured Jian Muzi.

Don't worry about leaving your daughter to Jian Muzi to take care of...

Apart from the fact that Jian Muzi is a doctor, perhaps it is also because of what Jian Muzi said...

That sentence touched a father:

Your daughter is the most important person to me.

Wen Guodong could clearly see the sincerity and light in Jian Muzi's eyes.

And at that moment, he suddenly thought of Wen Yang earlier...

The daughter who asked for temporary leave the previous month and disappeared for three days, kept saying that she was going on a short trip.

The daughter who kept saying that she was going on a short trip but went home to wash every day.

"Muzi, I want to ask you something."

"Uncle Wen, tell me."

"In August, Yangyang took three days off and told me that she was going on a short trip. Did she go with you?"

Jian Muzi's face was slightly startled, but she returned to normal in an instant.

She thought of the three days when she had a fever, and Wen Yang took three days off, but she never thought that the other party would find such a lame excuse.

"Yes. She came with me."

She answered in the affirmative, but made Wen Guodong feel turbulent.

……

Coming to Ershun's age, Wen Guodong's mind became more transparent.

Jian Muzi didn't expect that she would be tricked by Wen Guodong once.

But Wen Guodong finally decided at this moment, the object of admiration that made his daughter tangled up.

He had far-sighted eyes, and he really thought of his daughter's grievance and helplessness when she confessed her love that night.

No wonder you say things like that...

No wonder...

his daughter...

Actually fell in love with another girl.

When he came back to his senses, Wen Guodong was even more shocked by Jian Muzi's words just now.

the most important person……

Is it...

He managed to pull out a smile as gentle as possible, "Well, I will trouble you to take care of Yangyang tonight."

……

Wen Guodong walked home from the inpatient area of ​​the hospital.

In the first half of his life, he was an anti-drug elite, and in the second half of his life, he was a shrewd businessman.

The old Wen's family, who claimed to have a good business relationship, walked home in a daze.

After entering the house, Wen Guodong went directly into the study.

He looked at his wife who was looking at him with resolute and resolute eyes on the spirit tablet table, and sighed deeply.

"Evergreen...Yangyang has someone he likes..."

The tears she shed could no longer express the father's mood clearly.

Is it joy or helplessness?

In the end is to accept or against?

what exactly is it……

"Don't worry, I won't disturb the situation..."

Although he had hoped countless times:

There is an indomitable man who can stand beside his daughter, guarding this treasure just like himself...

but……

But facing the hot and fragile hearts of his two daughters, he couldn't say anything harsh or object.

But... it's just so that it doesn't disturb the situation.

Wen Guodong smiled bleakly at the portrait on the altar.

He didn't intend to help his daughter's feelings.

The road ahead is long and difficult...

If it is destined, it is up to them to fight for it.

……

Wen Guodong brought dinner and left the hospital.

Today's father even handed over Wen Yang's washing up at night to Jian Muzi.

And Wen Yang, who couldn't stand not taking a shower for two days, sat in the bathroom.

During the day, while Wen Guodong and Jian Muzi were away, Wen Yang sneaked to the barber shop near the hospital to wash his hair.

While your head feels refreshed, it's time to take a shower.

Jian Muzi wrapped two layers of plastic wrap on her left hand, and tied three plastic bags.

After the injured left hand was protected extremely firmly, Jian Muzi allowed Wen Yang to enter the bathroom to take a shower.

Occasionally, Jian Muzi wanted to propose to bring Wen Yang back to her dormitory.

There is a bathtub in her dormitory, and it is obviously more appropriate and safer to rest the left hand outside the bathtub.

……

At night, when the finger pain struck again, Wen Yang obediently took painkillers.

Moderate-strength painkillers relieved a lot.

She closed her eyes and lay quietly on the bed, no longer thinking about her injured finger, and she felt much better.

The faint, a little pain is within the tolerable range.

The effect of painkillers only guarantees two hours of sleep...

Wen Yang didn't wake up because of the pain, she was sweating profusely because of a nightmare.

The nightmare man suddenly opened his eyes and stood up abruptly.

The sudden movement immediately woke up Jian Muzi who was on the bed with the family next door.

Jian Muzi turned on the bedside lamp she brought from the dormitory, and what caught her eyes was Wen Yang's sweaty side face.

She hastily pulled away, but the other party still hadn't recovered from the nightmare...

His eyes were full of horror, and his body was still trembling slightly.

Jian Muzi couldn't care about anything else, and hugged Wen Yang.

She patted her back lightly,

"It's okay, Wen Yang. It's okay."

……

This is distinctly different from the pain of an injury.

She can bear the pain of injury;

However, Wen Yang couldn't avoid the pain in his heart.

"Have a nightmare?"

Jian Muzi stroked the messy hair on Wen Yang's face, and wiped away the slight sweat on his face.

Wen Yang subconsciously closed his eyes, but it was still difficult to see clearly when he opened them.

She dreamed of Li Yanqing and Yang Changrong just now...

Dreamed of their moment of sacrifice...

She has never seen the moment when Yang Changrong was dying...

I haven't heard Yang Changrong's last words, and I have no way of knowing what Yang Changrong was thinking at the last moment of his life...

She subconsciously grabbed the hem of Jian Muzi's pajamas, and was speechless for a while.

The ward was very quiet, so quiet that even the sound of breathing and heartbeat hit the temple.

Wen Yang frowned, and pressed hard on the right temple...

When he wanted to use his right hand to press the left temple, Jian Muzi stopped him halfway.

The deep nail marks left on the right temple are clearly visible in Jian Muzi's eyes in the dim light of the bedside lamp.

this person...

How much effort must have been used...

Jian Muzi retreated a little, and retreated to the junction of darkness and light in the ward.

She pursed her lower lip tightly and put her hands on Wen Yang's temples.

……

This night, only two hours of sleep.

This day, still only two hours of sleep.

This is……

Wen Yang suffers from insomnia or nightmares...

I don't know how many days...

……