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The night was cool, and the smell of disinfectant in the air lingered in the quiet hospital corridors. It lingered for a long time and penetrated into people's skin. It stimulated people's nerves and began to numb, and they began to tremble slightly.

This is the instinctive fear of human beings in the face of death and illness.

Jiang Xuewu hugged Xu Lingqing, who buried her face in his neck, tightly clutching the corner of her clothes and refused to let go, sighed, stroked the back of his head, kissed the center of his brow, raised her eyes frequently to look at Cleaning up the light screen floating outside, he frowned slightly.

As the pointer crosses a few frames, the sound of rattling is like drumbeats, constantly stepping on people's crumbling nerves, like a steel wire urging someone to approach the cliff, and the slightest carelessness will shatter the body to pieces.

Finally, after an unknown amount of time, Jiang Xuewu managed to calm Xu Lingqing down, and the lights outside the operating room suddenly turned green.

The surgery is over.

The doctor in a white coat came out, paused slightly when he saw Jiang Xuewu, and raised his tired voice: "Who is the family member of the patient Xu Zhengran?"

"I am." Xu Lingqing raised her eyes slowly, and stood up with her arms on the wall.He could barely maintain his composure, but his spirit was on the verge of collapse, and his face was still in a daze. He was afraid of hearing the result and wanted to hear the result, feeling uneasy:

"How is my grandpa?"

The doctor briefly explained Xu Zhengran's situation, but Xu Lingqing didn't seem to be able to understand those overly technical terms, perhaps because he was hit, and even his mind was not clear, and his brain cells were struggling to understand what the doctor said. The syllables were pronounced, but obviously the effect was minimal, and his expression was a little sluggish at the moment.

At this time, Jiang Xuewu was obviously much calmer than Xu Lingqing, as if he had experienced the life and death of his relatives several times, he had learned to suppress his inner emotions, and took the initiative to take over Xu Lingqing's work.

After asking the doctor carefully, he turned to Xu Lingqing and said, "Although the operation was successful, grandpa still needs to be transferred to the intensive care unit for observation overnight. He will consider whether he needs to be transferred to the general ward when his condition stabilizes tomorrow morning."

Xu Lingqing didn't know if she understood, her hands were still shaking, she raised her head numbly when she heard the words, and replied mechanically: "Okay."

His tone was dull and lifeless, like a discarded wooden doll, without a breath of life.

The nurse led the two of them to pay the admission fee, and took a lot of forms for Xu Lingqing to sign.

Xu Lingqing's face was pale, her hands were still shaking, and she couldn't hold the pen at all. She tried several times, but it was useless except wasting a few sheets of A4 paper from the nurse's sister. It was crumpled up and thrown into the trash can.

"Mr. Xu, please calm down." After repeating several times, the nurse took out the last list from behind the front desk, thinking about the patients who still need to be taken care of at night, so she could only press her temper and try her best to be patient: "If you Write it down again, and I will have to retype the form for you again."

"...I'm sorry." Jiang Xuewu couldn't do it for him because of the need for signatures from his family members. Xu Lingqing knew this, took a deep breath, leaned on the front desk and rubbed his temples, trying to pull himself together :"give it to me."

The nurse looked at him hesitant to speak, but couldn't think of a better way, so she handed him the list, and watched Xu Lingqing pick up the pen very cautiously.

Under the nurse's "watching", Xu Lingqing repeatedly promised that he would not write the wrong name again, but in the next second, the tip of his pen poked a small hole in the paper due to force.

Nurse:".........."

Xu Lingqing: "..."

"Let me do it." Jiang Xuewu couldn't bear to watch, so he stepped forward and firmly held Xu Lingqing's fingertips.

The skin is close to each other, and the breath is harmonious.

Xu Lingqing trembled all over, and the familiar aroma of white tea and cold rain penetrated into the tip of his nose, carrying a reassuring breath, which briefly restored his mind to a little sobriety, but in the next second, he fell into a sluggish and stiff again.

He could feel Jiang Xuewu sticking to his back at this moment, the two of them were very close together, he could even feel the other's warm chest and shallow but fiery breath spraying on his glands, causing waves of numbness Itchy subtle touch.

Xu Lingqing couldn't help turning his head slightly, trying to get rid of those messy thoughts in his mind, but the pleasant smell of smoke and white tea permeated every hole, almost pushing his reason to a corner, Jiang Xuewu lowered his eyes and held his hand tightly The appearance of writing stroke by stroke was so serious that Xu Lingqing's cheeks couldn't help turning red, and even her fingertips began to tremble again.

"do not move."

Jiang Xuewu was holding Xu Lingqing's hand and signing up stroke by stroke. Seeing this, he pinched his lower back in dissatisfaction, his chest trembled, and the words he spit out were cold and sexy, and Su's legs were weak: "The last stretched."

Xu Lingqing didn't dare to move anymore, it was the first time in her life that time passed so long.

He didn't dare to resist, so he could only bite his lip and resist moaning, and was hugged by Jiang Xuewu in the next second.

Jiang Xuewu held the back of his head with one hand, pressed his face into his neck, handed the signed courage to the nurse with the other hand, and smiled politely: "Thank you."

The little nurse blushed a little, nodded, took a thick stack of sheets from him, and then left the front desk to sort things out.

Surrounded by family members waiting for the operation, everyone's face was heavy and exhausted, and the atmosphere was oppressive for no reason, like a heavy stone falling on everyone's heart, making people breathless.

Jiang Xuewu took Xu Lingqing to the intensive care unit to take a look at Xu Zhengran who was wearing a ventilator, and thought that he might visit here next time, so he felt sorry for him, and dragged Xu Lingqing away after a while.

The two of them didn't rest all night, and they were both very tired.

Jiang Xuewu took two bottles of water from the hospital's vending machine, unscrewed the caps and handed them to Xu Lingqing who was sitting in a daze on the chair: "Drink some water?"

Xu Lingqing shook her head with red eyes, as if she had lost all consciousness. Hearing this, she mechanically opened her dry, sticky lips, and moved her lips silently in a hoarse voice: "...not thirsty."

Jiang Xuewu thought how could he not be thirsty? After crying all night, everyone was dehydrated. He pinched his chin and forcefully poured water into his mouth, but Xu Lingqing pushed him away in the next second and lay down next to the trash can. Clutching his stomach, he retched.

Jiang Xuewu: "..."

Xu Lingqing didn't eat anything all night, and could only retch, but couldn't spit out anything.

Seeing that Xu Lingqing refused to drink, Jiang Xuewu thought that something would happen if it continued like this, so he could only raise his head and take a sip of water, leaning over and entering Xu Lingqing's mouth.

Xu Lingqing trembled in shock, and struggled symbolically. When she opened her eyes, she suddenly realized that the person feeding her water was Jiang Xuewu. On Xuewu's neck, he closed his eyes and took small mouthfuls of water from the opponent's mouth.

This kiss did not contain any lust, like a wounded little beast begging for comfort from its master, both wronged and pitiful.

"No more." A moment later, Jiang Xuewu faintly felt that he was about to be suffocated by his kiss, and leaned back his neck, and put his fingertips on Xu Lingqing's eyebrows to distance himself from the other party, and said helplessly, "Can you drink by yourself?"

Xu Lingqing tried to calm down her breathing, nodded when she heard the words, leaned over like a small animal and stretched out her tongue to lick the remaining water from the corners of Jiang Xuewu's mouth and fingertips, then obediently took the water bottle in Jiang Xuewu's hand, and unscrewed it The lid raised his head and drank.

Jiang Xuewu: "..."

He stared at the side face of Xu Lingqing drinking water, and for some reason had the illusion of being calculated, and said after a long while: "Do you want to go back?"

Xu Lingqing stopped drinking water, and her amber pupils regained a little gloom. She slowly tightened the bottle cap, her fingernails kept rubbing against the body of the bottle, and she said nothing with her downcast eyes: "... "

From Jiang Xuewu's point of view, all he could see was the twirling of the other's hair when he lowered his head, and the movement of nervously biting his fingertips.

Jiang Xuewu sighed again, only to feel that he sighed more today than in the previous half of his life combined. He firmly grasped the opponent's wrist, clenched his fingertips back into his palm, and said calmly: "If you don't want to go back, we Just go home."

Go back to his and Xu Lingqing's home.

Xu Lingqing heard the words, but still didn't speak, she lowered her head and played with Jiang Xuewu's fingertips, then slowly licked and kissed, the hot and humid tip of her tongue was rolling and grinding, and soon left little marks like red plums on her fair skin , like a possessive little animal, couldn't help but stamp its own exclusive mark on its owner, not allowing others to covet it.

Jiang Xuewu endured the strange feeling of numbness to the scalp, and did not withdraw his fingertips. Instead, he squatted down halfway, his eyes were level with Xu Lingqing, and asked as if asking for advice: "Go home?"

Xu Lingqing stared at him, her clear pupils were like warm jade, quietly exuding an incomparable luster.

He closed the bottle cap and shook his head slowly.

Jiang Xuewu was startled: "You want to go back?"

Xu Lingqing nodded, and finally spoke, but her voice gradually lowered, no longer flustered just now, rational and calm, but concealed sarcasm: "The stage has already been set up, how can I be worthy of the people who set it up if I don't go back?"

Jiang Xuewu could hear what he meant, moved slightly, and couldn't help but clenched his fingertips: "You know everything?"

Xu Lingqing didn't seem to notice Jiang Xuewu's slightly nervous movements, and continued to play with his fingers indifferently, and said in a low voice, "I don't know."

Jiang Xuewu: "...Then you are not afraid of what they will do to you? The shares under your name are all sweet and sweet, and everyone wants them."

"People who indulge in desire are terrible, who knows that they..."

"Escape is not the way." Xu Lingqing interrupted Jiang Xuewu and shook her head: "Since they value the shares transferred to my name so much, no matter where I go, I will be used by schemes, why don't I take the initiative to go back and see Let's see what trouble they can make."

Jiang Xuewu always thought that the other party was a young child, so he had infinite patience with Xu Lingqing, but the other party's growth rate obviously exceeded his expectations, and he was a little dazed when he heard the words. He held Xu Lingqing's hand and gently kneaded it. The downcast eyes don't know what to think about.

Has he always underestimated each other?

Zheng Wu was in a trance, Xu Lingqing had completely calmed down, stood up and pulled Jiang Xuewu up from the ground skillfully, took a breath of hot air and rubbed his palms against Jiang Xuewu's face: "It's so cold, let's go back .”

After finishing speaking, Xu Lingqing took off the scarf around her neck, put it on Jiang Xuewu carefully, then clasped his fingers tightly, and led him out.

Jiang Xuewu didn't seem to realize that Xu Lingqing calmed down so quickly. He was crying in his arms just now, but now he was able to react to take care of him. He didn't react to the huge contrast for a while, and his steps seemed to be on the ground. She didn't seem to move until Xu Lingqing couldn't move him, turned her head in doubt, and looked at him with a tilted head:

"husband?"

Jiang Xuewu didn't know what to say, and he didn't know whether his guess was correct, but he knew the follow-up plot, and instinctively didn't want Xu Lingqing to go back to Xu's house, pursed his lips, and looked at Xu Lingqing worriedly: "Really? Go back?"

He paused, thinking of his own conjecture, and made a difficult wording error, Fang tactfully said: "Maybe you will hear the very cruel truth."

Xu Lingqing is not a fool, just when she was in a daze, she thought through what Xu Zhengran said before he fell into a coma. Hearing this, she smiled lightly and didn't care: "Then come."

"Can you accept what you can handle?"

Jiang Xuewu expressed doubts.

Xu Lingqing paused slightly when she heard the words, then turned her head slowly, revealing a pair of stunning pupils under the cold incandescent lamp, and said slowly: "Yes."

"Really?" Jiang Xuewu looked straight at Xu Lingqing, feeling as if he was meeting him for the first time.

Perhaps hidden under the well-behaved skin is a strong and tough heart that grows rapidly.

The eyes that Jiang Xuewu was staring at were filled with endless cleanliness and brilliance, like the melting moonlight, beautiful and warm.

He bent his eyebrows and eyes at him. Although the end of his eyes were still red from crying, revealing a slight sense of fragility, he looked at Jiang Xuewu with an extremely focused and serious expression, like looking at a unique treasure in the world, lingeringly attached, making him People can't help but look away, and their hearts are beating in the dark.

Jiang Xuewu and Xu Lingqing were half a meter apart, and they seemed to be able to hear each other's heartbeats. Between fingertips, Jiang Xuewu heard Xu Lingqing's clear voice resounding in the air. Although it was low and hoarse, every word was clear and firm. , when it passed into the eardrum, if there was something, it knocked hard on his nerve:

"real."

"Because as long as you're here, I can do anything."