[Zhang Yunlei] Shige is on top

Promised Zhang Yunlei to take a good rest, Ling Jiuye did what he said.

For several days in a row, he obediently reported to the hospital on time, went there in the morning, had lunch with Zhang Yunlei, went back to rest in the afternoon, or took a nap, or dealt with work, made a phone call before dinner, made a video, watched When he was full, he chatted and went to bed early to rest.

After resting for a few days, Ling Jiuye's cold has been cured, and his complexion is much better. His heart is a little itchy, and he wants to accompany him every day, but Zhang Yunlei sternly refuses.

He was still afraid that Ling Jiuye would fall ill because of running around, so he disagreed with life and death, and had to let him rest for half a month before agreeing to compromise. There was no way, Ling Jiuye could only agree.

Anyway, there is nothing to do now, Zhang Yunlei just takes care of him every day, Ling Jiuye sees him recovering day by day, he relaxes a lot, and he is no longer stubborn and has to guard him to be at ease.

When he returned to the hotel that day, he was just about to contact work with his mobile phone, and felt a little depressed when he touched his pocket.

The mobile phone is missing, it is estimated that it was left in the ward, and nothing can be done without the mobile phone. Ling Jiuye is not sure if the mobile phone is lost, so he can only go back and look for it. If it is dropped in the taxi, it will be troublesome.

After taking a taxi back to the hospital, he went upstairs, opened the door of the ward and entered without looking, and said, "Zi'er, did you leave my phone here?"

After entering the room, he found that there was no one in the ward. He couldn't help but feel a little strange, but when he saw his mobile phone on the bedside table, Zhang Yunlei guessed that it was discovered by Zhang Yunlei. He hurried over to pick it up, and glanced at another phone A cell phone, braided.

Ling Jiuye looked around strangely, went to the bathroom to look for someone, but there was no one there, not only that, even Dong Jiuhan or Yang Jiulang were not there, so he was so puzzled that he went out of the ward to look for someone.

After walking two steps, he saw the little nurse who brought him cold medicine last time, stepped forward and said, "Excuse me, let me ask, where are the patients in this room?"

Seeing him, the little nurse knew him for a long time, and she rolled her eyes with a smile, "Oh, you said Mr. Zhang, he went to the recovery room for training, and he won't be back in about an hour."

"Rehabilitation room?" Ling Jiuye was stunned, thinking he had heard it wrong, and repeated, "He is going to do rehabilitation training?"

"Yeah, you don't know?" The little nurse was also very strange. The two of them always weighed weights. They thought they had a job. After thinking about it, "The doctor said that Teacher Zhang can practice standing and walking step by step, so Rehabilitation training started this week, and I have been doing it for several days."

Ling Jiuye listened to her words, obviously everyone knew it, but he didn't know it, and when he was thinking about the day, it was the day he returned to Nanjing to catch a cold, so he frowned, "He has been doing rehabilitation in the afternoon?"

"Yes," the little nurse nodded, feeling that he was a little unhappy, thinking he was worried, and comforted him, "Don't worry, the rehabilitation training is to gradually make Mr. Zhang adapt to walking, which is a good thing. Although the process will be very hard, but As long as you persevere, there is hope for him to stand up and walk independently, and you can’t give up just because you are afraid of pain, don’t worry.”

"Thank you, then I'll go and have a look," Ling Jiuye pursed his lips, smiled at her reluctantly, thanked her, and hurried to the recovery room.

Taking the elevator to the recovery room, Ling Jiuye slowed down, walked to the door, and looked inside through the glass. Sure enough, he saw Zhang Yunlei doing rehabilitation training. His feet were still wrapped in bandages, and he was holding on to the handrails, moving slowly.

His legs and feet are still recovering, but he can't lie down all the time. The recovery is to let him adapt to the limbs with steel plates earlier. Zhang Yunlei supported the armrest with both hands, gritted his teeth and moved his steps, rubbing forward bit by bit, like a toddler like a walking child, walking unsteadily, if there is no

There are handrails, I am afraid that I will fall on the mat immediately, and I will not be able to get up for a long time.

The severe pain in his legs distorted his expression, he gritted his teeth desperately and endured, bean-sized beads of sweat fell from his forehead, slid down his cheeks, and wet his clothes, even so, he persisted Move forward without stopping for a moment.

Ling Jiuye has seen the incisions on his body with his own eyes. Apart from his legs and arms, there are also long scars on his abdomen. He has fractures all over his body, and a piece of his lung has been cut. If he is an ordinary person, he may still be expecting Ai Ai now. Lying on the bed crying for pain, but he has already started to practice walking hard.

It's not for anything else, just to stand up earlier, walk up, and run to his favorite stage, that's all.

That stage, that world, is his destiny.

For a moment, Ling Jiuye suddenly felt like crying. Others will not understand this feeling, nor will he understand his beliefs. He has never changed since he was a child, and he is still the one who likes to hold the imperial son and serve you Zhang Yunlei, the pigtail of a piece of Taiping lyrics.

Zhang Yunlei in the room staggered, almost missed the handrail, and fell on the mat. Ling Jiuye was about to rush in subconsciously, but just as he took a step, someone grabbed him.

He turned his head abruptly, saw Yang Jiulang frowning, and shook his head at him.

Ling Jiuye paused, looked inside, Zhang Yunlei desperately grasped the handrail, propped up his body again, took a few breaths, wiped off the sweat from his head, and continued training.

He was very distressed, and turned to look at Yang Jiulang, a little puzzled and complaining, "Brother, why didn't you tell me about his recovery?!"

Yang Jiulang glanced inside through the glass, seeing that Zhang Yunlei didn't notice, he pulled him back, avoiding the sight from inside, and comforted him, "Don't worry, don't get angry, Zhuier is afraid that you will feel bad, so I deliberately hide it from you." For you, if you know about it, follow up with the appointed one, and don’t worry about seeing him like this. You see, you only rushed in to help him after watching for a few minutes, so how can you recover well? It’s up to him Come alone, none of us can help him, let him face it by himself, huh?"

"But..." Ling Jiuye couldn't bear to see him in such pain. He had already suffered enough, and he had to endure the pain because of walking. How could he see it? , couldn't help but said, "Brother, can't you...wait a little longer, can't you let him recover after a while?"

"Chen'er! This is the recovery time given by the doctor. Don't delay the treatment because you feel sorry for him, otherwise we can't hide it from you. If you feel sorry for him, we also feel sorry for him. Eldest brother cried when he saw him like this yesterday, but We can only bear with it, we can't delay his best treatment time just because we spoil him and hurt him, understand?" Even if Yang Jiulang understood him, he couldn't spoil him in this regard, and his tone became severe.

Ling Jiuye frowned, and knew that he was irrational and not good for him, but he couldn't bear to see him in pain. After watching for a long time, he finally could only sigh, "I know, brother, but I just... feel distressed..."

"I know, Chen'er, I feel bad too. Seeing him hurt like that, I wish I could suffer for him, but we can't do it. Since we can't do it for him, we can only support him, encourage him, and let him have no worries. If he sees you like this now, he will feel uncomfortable and sad, and feel that he is dragging you down, are you willing to see him like this?" Yang Jiulang understands his thoughts, but anyone who sees Zhang Yunlei like this now will feel distressed It's terrible, but there is no way, the legs and feet are his own, whether he can walk depends on his own determination, no matter how painful or hard it is, he has to endure it, otherwise, why should he go on stage and perform?

Ling Jiuye could only be silent, lowered his head, and looked at Yang Jiulang after a while, "Brother, you are right, I am too irrational, I just...was a little sad because he kept it from him."

Yang Jiulang went over and patted him on the shoulder, understanding his mood, and took him to the ward, persuading him as he walked, "I know what you mean, Zhui'er did this because he was afraid that you would worry, and he didn't want you to see his current state." Look, you just pretend not to know, cooperate and cooperate, he is so proud and arrogant, now that he has become like this, can you calm down? It is not easy enough to act coquettishly and foolishly with you, now Let you see him so fragile, can he bear it? You also understand him, huh?"

"Hey, I got it, I just pretend I don't know about it, when he is willing to talk, I'll be with him again," Ling Jiuye looked back at the recovery room, knowing that he was working hard for the future inside, and his heart I can only cheer for him silently, holding the phone tightly, "I came back to get the phone, and he will find out after he recovers, so you can think of a way to cover it."

"Okay, don't worry, you go back quickly, don't say you missed it when you turn around," Yang Jiulang nodded, patted him on the back, and sent him downstairs, he was relieved to see him get in the car and leave.

After sending Ling Jiuye away, Yang Jiulang went back to the recovery room, sat on the chair at the door without looking, and waited until he finished his recovery training and the nurse yelled for him to get up and go in. Zhang Yunlei was already sitting in a wheelchair On, push him back to the ward.

Because of the severe pain, Zhang Yunlei's mental and physical strength had been exhausted. He sat in the wheelchair without making a sound, went back to the ward, and then lay down again with Yang Jiulang's support, relaxing his body.

Yang Jiulang didn't ask, didn't speak, just twisted a towel to wipe his face and body. He has a cleanliness habit, and he can't bear the stinky sweat all over his body. Now he can't take a bath frequently, so he can only wipe him. After wiping him clean and changing his clothes, he handed over the water glass, "Drink some water."

Zhang Yunlei didn't say a word, took it and took a big sip, and handed it back to him when he was satisfied, then turned to get the phone, and suddenly froze, "Chen'er is here?!"

There was only his own mobile phone on the table, Zhang Yunlei felt something was wrong for a moment, he looked up at Yang Jiulang, but saw that the other party was quite calm, he was taken aback and said, "Did you meet him?"

"Ah, I'll get you a towel when I come back. Seeing that he's here, I'll give him my phone." Yang Jiulang didn't even need to draft a lie, his eyes didn't blink, and he reacted quickly, "I said you do it." Checked, it will take a while to come back, if you see him turn back, you must be worried again, tell him to go back and rest, finally coaxed him over, by the way, when you have enough rest and dinner, call him Give me a call, I told him that you will tell him the result of the test at night, don't tell me."

What he said was very reasonable. Zhang Yunlei didn't feel anything wrong. He believed it and heaved a sigh of relief, "I was scared to death. I thought he had discovered it. If I want him to know that I didn't tell him about the rehabilitation, I will be angry again. .”

Yang Jiulang picked an orange for him, lowered his head and tugged at the corner of his mouth, careful not to let him notice, and said, "You all know he can get angry, why do you have to hide it from him, just tell him it's okay, then you can hide it For a while, you can hide it for a lifetime, sooner or later he will know that you have started to recover, what will you do after half a month, can you let him rest for another half month?"

Zhang Yunlei also knows that this is not good, but he doesn't want Ling Jiuye to worry about himself anymore. He has been busy in the past few months, running around performing, and has to come back to take care of himself. He owes him a lot. If he sees himself Healed to suffer so much, maybe he has to feel distressed again, and he still pretends to be indifferent to comfort himself, I really feel sorry for him, "Xiangzi, I know what you mean, but I don't want him to worry anymore, I want him to have a good rest, no To tell you the truth, I feel that I owe him too much. From the beginning, he has been giving and I am accepting. Chen'er is so kind, so good that sometimes I feel that I am not worthy of him and owe him. , I want to give him more, to make him feel happy and happy, but you also know that I have nothing, in terms of money, food and drink, I can't compare with him, in terms of appearance, in terms of temper, I'm not as good as him, I The only thing I can give him is this heart, and now even this body looks like this, what else can I give him? If I want to let him know that I have suffered so much for my recovery, he will have to be sad for me again behind my back, I don’t want to make him sad..."

Yang Jiulang felt very uncomfortable when he heard it. These two people were thinking about each other, but they didn't want to think about their own appearance. Outsiders only felt distressed and unbearable, but they couldn't see through it. He sighed and passed the orange petals over. He comforted me, "I know, Chen'er treats you well, we've all seen it, but don't think so, you and him are not trying to get food and clothing, if Chen'er doesn't have those appearances now If the conditions are met, you can leave him? It’s not a matter of love. Who pays more and who accepts more. Today is going to change. Chen’er is sick. Don’t you have to stop working to take care of him? You can throw him in the hospital alone Continue to perform?"

"Then how is that possible? I'd rather not go on stage, and I have to take care of him first!" Zhang Yunlei said hastily, and looked at him unwillingly, "Why curse him? Don't talk nonsense."

"Hey, look at this nurse, and you still say that you are not worthy of him. You can spend tens of thousands of dollars on bracelets for him, and you still feel that you can't compare to him, so you can't help but spend money like that." We all know that he is your true love. If you change him, who will get this kind of treatment? You can make him a set of coats, and you won’t be stingy with the jewelry and clothes. You can buy any luxury brand, just ask for it. I have seen your posture when I was your partner, where can I find it?" Yang Jiulang smacked his lips, teasing him on purpose, not wanting him to think so much, he was already preoccupied and wanted to think wildly again, I don't know what to think about.

"Are you jealous?" Zhang Yunlei was overjoyed, felt a sour taste, curled his lips, "Let me tell you, it's useless to be jealous, who made Chen'er the person on the tip of my heart, you are me Brother, why are you competing for favor with him, don't compare with children."

"Okay, I'm your brother. That's your man. Are you done? Now that I know he's a child, why don't you know that he's two years younger than you when you're acting coquettishly? Feel free to say it~" Yang Jiulang turned to him Rolling his eyes, deliberately teasing him, the two talked and laughed, the previous frustration and guilt had long since disappeared.

They are not relatives, but they are better than relatives. People say that a friend in need is a friend. Zhang Yunlei felt that this accident made him see a lot and gain a lot.

Those are all sincere hearts, without any falsification, perfect and flawless.

The author has something to say: For the rest of his life, the second master has parents, sister and brother-in-law, Chen'er, Jiulang, senior brothers, and second grandmother

Everyone will accompany him sincerely and love him

Sudden Brain Hole Theater

About private messages

Ling Jiuye rarely posts on Weibo, but once in a while, she receives a lot of private messages

At that time, he had been transferred from the eighth team to the seventh team, and had a good time with Qin Xiaoxian, Sun Jiufang and others

Click on the private message, the content is not only greeting him, but also occasionally mixed with some other questions

for example

Netizen A: Nine nights and nine nights, how is Fangfang recently? Is his head really big?

Ling Jiuye was a little puzzled, thought about it, and started typing

Ling Jiuye: Chaoer is pretty good, her head is really big

Netizen B: How is Lao Qin?I miss him so much

Ling Jiuye: He is still stupid, don't worry about it

Netizen C: Will the second master airborne Sanqing?

Ling Jiuye: No, don’t wait, waste of money

Netizen Tiantian: When will you have a ride with Mr. Xiao?

Ling Jiuye: ...I'm afraid he will remove me from the group chat of Team Seven

Netizen Tiantian: Why do you have to mess with him! (╯‵ ′)╯︵┻━┻

Ling Jiuye: The steel wool ball feels good

Netizen Tiantian: ...

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