Miscellaneous Fish Survival[Transmigration Book]

This is the third time Cheng Ji was rushed to the hospital by Qi Beisong, and he was really persistent and consistent.

Cheng Ji was hit by two metal bullets, both on his thigh.

The reason why imitation guns are strictly prohibited and strictly investigated is because they have certain lethality.For example, all non-standardized shotguns and earthen guns are imitation guns, and those can kill people.

Fortunately, Cheng Jisuo's two shots did not hurt the major blood vessels. Although the blood flowed a lot, it was not serious. The doctor took out the bullets for him, debrided the wound, bandaged him, gave him a tetanus shot, and gave him a fluid transfusion, not even a blood transfusion.

Just have to be hospitalized again.

When Cheng Ji was brought into the observation ward, he was accompanied by three colleagues. After seeing that his condition was not serious, the leader recalled two of them; the last one originally wanted to stay, but was sent away by Qi Beisong.

Qi Beisong wanted to be alone with Cheng Ji no matter what, even though the latter fell asleep soundly due to fatigue and blood loss.

Before falling asleep, Chengji said in a daze, "...I fell asleep?"

Qi Beisong nodded: "You sleep."

"Hmm..." Cheng Ji tucked his head into the bed, "Don't go, Lao Qi...you watch over me..."

Qi Beisong approached his face and asked, "What did you call me?"

"What..." Cheng Ji muttered, "...don't stick to it...it's really a puppy, it's so hot..."

he has slept.

Qi Beisong repeated: "You call me Lao Qi."

Only people who are very close to him dare to call him "Old Qi" jokingly in front of him, and say that he has become a puppy.

"Old Lei mentioned a 'Xiao Cheng', so that's you, right?" Qi Beisong asked in a low voice.

He used his eyes to trace the outline of Cheng Ji, with extreme concentration, he wanted to remember his appearance from head to toe, and re-engraved it into his injured brain, down to every hair of his body.

Compared with three years ago, Cheng Ji has more scars and tighter muscles.But he belongs to the thinner type, and he can't develop a block, but he is more lean.

His face was impeccable, but Qi Beisong always felt that he was a little sad, especially when he closed his eyes, he seemed to be traveling through nightmares.

Qi Beisong didn't know that he had just returned from the war zone in country R, ​​had mild PTSD (post-traumatic stress disorder), and needed time to recover. In addition, the fact that he was forgotten by his beloved also had a great impact on him.

Qi Beisong used his fingertips to gently caress between his brows. It smoothed and then wrinkled again, so he had to keep stroking.

Qi Beisong whispered to him: "I used to love you very much, right?"

It is the kind of love that is contained on the tip of the tongue and held in the tip of the heart, so thick that it cannot be melted away.

"Do I owe you a lot?"

must be a lot...

"But I'm such a waste." He laughed at himself, "I only have some sporadic fragments in my head. Before I saw you, I had no memory of your face."

The emergency observation ward is very noisy. Forty or fifty beds are shared in one room, so it is hard not to make noise.Even in the middle of the night, people come in and out, and the alarms of the equipment keep coming and going. Cheng Ji's hospital bed is located near the door, and any disturbance will be the first to bear the brunt.

Qi Beisong pulled up the curtains around the bed, trying to keep out the noise as much as possible.

Cheng Ji's finger was still connected to a monitoring instrument, and the screen displayed his heart rate, blood pressure and other basic parameters. Qi Beisong watched the lines representing life jump up and down without blinking, fearing that something might go wrong.

He thought that the relationship between him and Cheng Ji might be as rough as those lines, rushing to the peak intensely and fanatically, falling into the trough hastily and overturned, tempered, sharpened, separated, forgotten...

But forgetting is like the wind. Although it extinguishes the spark, it can fan the wild flame again, making the prairie fire even worse.

Qi Beisong didn't remember Cheng Ji, but he didn't doubt his feelings, he let it grow wildly, and quickly occupied all of him.

"Forgive me." He whispered in Cheng Ji's ear, "I will make it up to you."

He clasped Cheng Ji's hand that was connected to the instrument, and clasped his fingers, longing for the jumping lines on the screen to also have his pulse, ups and downs, sonorous and firm.

He buried his head on Cheng Ji's bedside, refusing to take half a step away.

Around twelve o'clock, Lei Jing started looking for him like a parent. He said he was in a certain hospital.

Lei Jing hurriedly asked what happened, Qi Beisong briefly explained what had happened, and then said solemnly: "You said that I came back to see Xiao Cheng, and I found him."

"You...remember him?" Lei Jing asked suspiciously.

Qi Beisong said frankly: "I don't really remember, but it doesn't matter."

He can still use every day of the rest of his life to remember Cheng Ji, every frown, every smile, every inch, and he will never forget it.

Lei Jing asked, "Is he angry with you?"

Qi Beisong couldn't answer, Cheng Ji didn't seem to be angry, but at the same time seemed a little angry.

"He saved your life, it would be polite not to chop you up." Lei Jing said.

Qi Beisong was taken aback, and asked how he was saved?

"Ask him about the cause and effect." Lei Jing said, "You have to tie the bell to untie it."

Qi Beisong asked: "Did Cheng Ji and I have a good relationship before?"

"The chicken is flying like a dog." Lei Jing said with a smile.

"So exaggerated?"

"You did it yourself."

Qi Beisong asked again: "It's been so long since I woke up, why didn't you mention him in front of me?"

Lei Jing sighed: "It's hard to say, you owe him, don't ask me, ask him."

Seeing that he had made up his mind not to speak, Qi Beisong had no choice.

Lei Jing said: "It's not a problem to lie in the observation ward all the time. I'll contact Xiao Cheng in the ward first, and I'll accompany you later."

Qi Beisong refused: "No, I'm enough alone."

He didn't want anyone there at a time like this, not even close buddies.

Lei Jing was worried about his safety, he smiled and said, "The one lying next to me is a special police officer."

"The special police officer who was shot." Lei Jing hung up the phone and was about to get dressed, but Zheng Haiping stopped him and asked what was wrong.

The more Lei Jing explained, the more Zheng Haiping listened, the more delighted he was, and when he finally heard that Lao Lei was going to work as a light bulb, he narrowed his eyes dangerously, held Lao Lei's head down and went into the bathroom.

Lei Jing was much taller than him, and he was forced to bow his knees, bowing his head and pleading guilty.

Qi Beisong waited left and right, but he did not see Lei Jing approaching, but was relieved instead.

Not long after, a doctor on duty came to tell them to enter the ward. Cheng Ji was shaken awake from a deep sleep and carried upstairs by Qi Beisong.

The ward is still single.The wards in this big hospital are tense, and Lei Jing doesn't know where to grab one in the middle of the night, anyway, it's a trivial matter for him.

Cheng Ji couldn't sleep now, firstly because the anesthetic had worn off and his legs hurt; secondly, he was the kind of person who could sleep soundly in a noisy environment; thirdly, Qi Beisong was beside him, so he couldn't bear to sleep.

"You... aren't going back?" he asked.

When he was in a daze, he asked Qi Beisong to accompany him, but now he forgot.

"If you don't return, I'll guard you." Qi Beisong said.

"Then do you want to sleep?"

Qi Beisong asked: "Just one bed, where will you sleep when I sleep?"

Cheng Ji said: "I sleep in the escort chair, I feel that the chair is too narrow, you can't even lie in it."

Qi Beisong waved his hands quickly, he never treated a patient like this.

Cheng Ji smiled slightly, patted the edge of the bed, and gave up half of the space: "Come on."

He laid the groundwork for a long time just for this, and he believed that as long as it was Qi Beisong, he would not refuse. ... If you refuse, just drag her up, no one can resist Cheng Xiaoye when he gets excited.

In the end, Qi Beisong was even more energetic than him, and he lay flat on the bed within two seconds, without delay at all!

Cheng Ji giggled, and then looked at the other party very close, his eyes were bright: "Is the diaphragm responding?"

"What should I do?"

"Like lying next to a stranger?"

"We are not strangers."

Cheng Ji asked again: "Do you think we have ever experienced this situation?"

Qi Beisong was very sincere: "I can't remember it at the moment."

Cheng Ji looked at the door of the ward and saw that it was tightly closed, so she leaned forward and kissed him lightly on the side of the cheek, leaving as soon as she touched it, and asked, "Do you remember?"

"..." Qi Beisong was startled for a while, then touched his cheek, "Why don't you kiss?"

Cheng Ji smiled, touched his lips, and slowly parted: "Do you remember?"

"..." Qi Beisong said, "It's so superficial, I can't remember it."

Cheng Ji continued, this time he was more domineering, when his lips and tongue met, Qi Beisong's back rolled into a convulsion.

"Do you remember it?"

"It's still not deep enough to touch the soul." Qi Beisong was a little relieved, but still said, "I can't remember."

Cheng Ji's eyes widened, a wave of stubbornness rushed to his forehead, he cupped Qi Beisong's face and kissed him as punishment.

Of course he is not good at kissing, he will chew randomly, he has nowhere to use his strength.

He bit it for a long time, then let go suddenly, and asked, "Do you remember?"

"..." Qi Beisong curled his lips, "This kind of puppy can do it too, how can I remember?"

"You're finished!" Cheng Xiaoye wiped his swollen and red lips with his wrist, his breath was disordered, and he lifted up his clothes to reveal his capable and strong belly, "I'm going to be real!"

He originally wanted to show Qi Beisong some flair, but he touched the wound just as he jumped up, and fell back onto the pillow with a muffled sound.

Qi Beisong's deep laughter echoed in the ward, and finally stayed in Cheng Ji's ears: "Such poor skills, don't think about playing with me!"

Cheng Ji held the wound with both hands, grinning his teeth with tears in pain, he turned his wet eyes, and as soon as he met Qi Beisong's eyes, the other party rushed towards him quickly.

That action was strong and fierce, like a flame ignited an explosion, everything shattered and melted in front of him, and merged with it, blurring the boundaries until it turned into ashes.

Cheng Ji unknowingly tightened his neck and toes. His legs hurt so much, but the pain only made him excited. Qi Beisong clenched his arms tightly, his forehead twitched, and brushed hard his skin that was not wrapped in gauze. Old scars that are no longer felt.

Cheng Ji kissed as if resisting, his mind was muddled, his eyes were dark, blood and sweetness rolled on his tongue, he was about to pass out due to lack of oxygen, but he still refused to leave half an inch, he would rather die now!

He waited for three years...

Three years may not seem like a long time to ordinary people, but if you have really rolled in the battlefield and lay in a hospital bed, then three years is endless!

The heart was beating violently in his chest, and the instrument was beeping harshly. Cheng Ji pulled off the connecting cable on his index finger, and stroked Qi Beisong's well-defined back with both hands. The heat from his muscles made his blood boil!

This strong, solid, almost perfect body filled his arms, but he knew how hard it was for the other party to recover like this.

A major thoracotomy operation, a full nine months of coma, and a year and three months of bed rest, even with complete physical therapy methods, are enough to make anyone stand upright, but Qi Beisong still stood up, he Don't admit defeat!

His man is so stubborn, he will never admit defeat!

Cheng Ji pressed the opponent closer to him, and rubbed him against him, big tears dripped from the corners of his eyes, Qi Beisong noticed it, stopped, and looked closely at him.

"..." Cheng Ji gasped and asked, "Why stop?"

Qi Beisong ripped off his shirt like a beast: "Have we slept together before?"

"Slept." Cheng Ji said.

"How is it?" Qi Beisong asked.

Cheng Ji opened his eyes, his face was covered with tears, but the corner of his mouth opened into a smile: "You almost killed me."

"Who is your wife?" Qi Beisong asked forcefully.

"you."

"I fucking know it!" Qi Beisong looked down at Cheng Ji, his eyes were thick and intense, hot sweat dripped from his temples, "Do you still want to sleep?"

Cheng Ji's fingers crossed the collarbone, and pressed it into the sexy socket in the middle: "Kill me."

Qi Beisong leaned over to cover his mouth, and eagerly reached down with his hand. At this moment, the door of the ward opened with a bang, and the night shift nurse barged in and asked, "Did the instrument alarm just now?"

"..."

"..."

"..."

Cheng Ji said, "Yes... I'm sorry..."

The nurse covered her face and ran away.

"..." Qi Beisong asked, "Has this happened before?"

"Similar... there have been."

"How did you deal with it?" Qi Beisong asked.

It was Chen Chuan who broke in that time, while Qi Beisong fled in despair.

Cheng Ji hooked his neck, stood up slightly, and whispered in his ear, "Continue."

A warm kiss fell on his Adam's apple, and Cheng Ji closed his eyes, but what he saw was the starry sky of Country R.

In a war-torn country, all industries are withered. When the fighting stops, the night is still peaceful, the evening wind is still gentle, and the starry sky is still bright.

Like a child, he made wishes to the starry sky countless times, hoping that Qi Beisong would wake up, that he would recover soon, that the culprit would be caught, and that he could go home as soon as possible... He also imagined countless farewells and countless reunions , but never thought that Qi Beisong would not remember him.

Life is so strange, it allows you to experience farewell and reunion at the same time, for fear that you will gain too much and lose hope.

"What are you thinking about?" Qi Beisong's mouth pressed against his lips again.

Cheng Ji was out of breath: "When I get out of the hospital, I'll take you to the beach to see the stars, okay?"

"Okay." Qi Beisong couldn't help but lick his wet and thick eyelashes, wishing to please him with his whole body and soul.

Suddenly stopped again, Cheng Jixing opened his eyes slightly and asked, "Huh?"

Qi Beisong suddenly turned on the headlights in the room, and after a glance, he asked in shock, "Aren't you in pain?! I said why did you feel wet? Your wounds have collapsed!"

Cheng Ji also looked at the bright red blood that was showing through the gauze, and said with a smile, "It hurts so much!"

"Fool!" Qi Beisong was so distressed that he jumped out of bed and said, "I'll call the nurse, you stay still!"

"Why don't you say it hurts?"

Cheng Ji slowly opened his hands and began to tidy up the messy clothes, so as not to scare the medical staff again.

"Because I was so irritable that it was worse than pain."

"..."

Qi Beisong rushed over and bit him on the neck, saying, "I'm also irritable, and you will suffer from it in the future!"

Then he got up suddenly, opened the door and ran to the nurse's desk.