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Lu Ming took care of He Pingan in the hospital for two days.

On Sunday night, when Lu Ming came back from buying food, He Pingan felt that his face was very pale and he walked with a limp.

Seeing that Lu Ming was so uncomfortable that he didn't even move for dinner, He Ping'an felt stuck after eating a meal.

He really regretted it, regretted that he used Guan Xue, an innocent girl, as an experimental product to confirm his feelings for Lu Ming.

As a result, he was injured and was admitted to the hospital. In the end, he asked Lu Ming, who was in poor health, to take care of him.

He Pingan felt that what he did in this matter was particularly unmanly, and it can be said that he deserved it.

Because the wound was deep in his abdomen, the doctor insisted that he stay in the hospital for two more days before he could go home to recuperate.

Then come to the hospital every three days to change the dressing.

He Pingan clutched his wound and walked slowly on the ground to digest food, then remembered that Lu Ming would have to go to work tomorrow, and said to the person sitting by the bed watching him: "Lu Ming, you can go home tonight, look at me Now there is no problem at all.”

Lu Ming didn't know what he thought of. He didn't disagree this time, but nodded and said, "Okay, I'll go back in a while and come to see you tomorrow night. You have to be careful not to stretch your wounds, and tell me what you want to eat. I'll buy it for you tomorrow."

He Pingan looked at him with a frown, Lu Ming's words were vague, and he was more out of tune than usual.

He thought that Lu Ming was too tired these two days, and hurriedly waved his hands: "I have rough skin and thick flesh, and I'm used to getting some injuries. You don't have to worry too much, really, don't get used to me."

"Heh~" Seeing that he had recovered his usual anger, Lu Ming also smiled.

It's just that He Ping'an always felt that there was a bit of bitterness in his smile.

A few minutes later, He Pingan drove Luming home again.

Lu Ming couldn't squeeze him, so he told him a few more words before leaving the hospital.

He was walking home.

Enduring the pain in his legs, he walked up the stairs to the fourth floor, but when Lu Ming opened the door, he fell into a wheelchair.

He sent a text message to He Pingan, rowed the wheelchair to the master bedroom, took off his coat and put on home clothes, rolled up his trouser legs, and began to remove the prosthetics on his legs.

Tonight, he didn't want the two of them to eat takeaway all the time, so Lu Ming went to buy food.

As soon as he left the hospital gate, the hearing aids were clearly on, but the surrounding sounds suddenly disappeared, leaving only the buzzing in his ears. The continuous tinnitus made him dizzy, nauseated, and his eyes darkened.

When he could hear the voices of the people around him again, Lu Ming found himself falling on the ground and being supported by a few kind-hearted people.

From the appearance of tinnitus to the return of Luming to consciousness, the whole process took less than 10 minutes.

He thanked several people, and instead of going to the hospital for an examination, he continued to buy dinner.

Lu Ming understood what was going on.

In July, he fainted once in the unit's office.

Later, there were several similar situations, which were almost the same as this time.

When he was hospitalized for physical examination, he had an MRI of his brain, and there was nothing wrong.

I asked the doctor, and the doctor explained that this happened because of his hearing loss in both ears.

It's just that the attack time seems to be longer this time.

Maybe one day, I will be completely deaf, and wearing a hearing aid will be useless. I don’t know if it will affect my daily life.

The fall just now was not light, Lu Ming ignored the pain in his leg, stood on the side of the road and closed his eyes, eager to hear the voice of this world.

The hustle and bustle of the city was amplified by the hearing aid and poured into his ears.

The voices of passers-by, the sound of cars, the creak of snow falling on the ground and people stepping on it. . . . . .

What ordinary people would not notice, but Lu Ming found it very pleasant.

He even chose to walk home from the hospital at night just to hear more of these sounds.

Lu Ming took off the prosthesis, and took off the silicone sleeves and socks that were attached to it. Because of walking too much, the ends of the stumps of both legs were worn out.

He turned the wheelchair to the bedside, took out the iodine, dipped it in a cotton swab and applied it to the bleeding area to disinfect it.

This weekend, he was busy taking care of the injured He Pingan. He didn't go to the old Chinese doctor for acupuncture. Coupled with the cooling and snowing, the phantom limb pain had some attacks.

However, it has been reduced a lot, within the range he can bear.

Lu Ming turned the wheelchair to the window again.

He closed his eyes, the surroundings were too quiet, it was always quiet outside in winter and snowy nights in City A.

Lu Ming opened his eyes, staring at the falling snow outside for a long time.

Finally, relieved.

He went back to the bed, took off his hearing aids, went to the bathroom to take a hot shower, then transferred himself to the bed, turned off the lights and went to sleep.

This night, He Pingan slept with his mobile phone in his arms.

Lu Ming sent him a text message, telling him that he had arrived home, and he happily replied with two words, and continued to study the new mobile phone.

I finally got to use a smartphone myself, and it was Lu Ming who bought it.

When He Pingan thought of Lu Ming mentioning how the two of them would be in the future when he gave away the mobile phone, he was very happy.

He downloaded a bunch of software, QQ, WeChat, Douyin. . . . . .

After watching the short video for a while, He Pingan laughed so hard that his wound hurt, and he remembered the Glory of Kings that many students were playing recently.

He downloaded the game and played it late.

He Pingan usually plays League of Legends when he has time, and he is familiar with this game.

During the next two days in the hospital, He Pingan was so addicted to it that he forgot about his studies.

Lu Ming discovered this problem in the early morning when he was picked up from the hospital. He didn't pay attention to it at first. After all, it's normal for a boy of He Ping'an's age to play games.

But when he got home, He Pingan didn't go to study, and still held a mobile phone.

Lu Ming: "He Ping'an, moderate games benefit the brain, while indulging in games hurts the body. Don't forget about your senior year in high school."

He Pingan replied perfunctorily: "Oh."

While playing happily, he said to Lu Ming: "I have a very high winning rate in the game, and now my goal is to play in qualifying, and slowly rise from bronze to king."

Lu Ming smiled helplessly: "Shouldn't your goal now be to go to university?"

He Pingan glanced at him: "Well, it doesn't matter."

In fact, my goal is to catch up with you. He Pingan was playing a game, but the corners of his mouth couldn't restrain himself from rising.

At this time, Lu Ming suddenly realized the hardships of raising a child.

He didn't argue with He Pingan any more. He happened to ask for leave today, so he simply went back to his study and downloaded Glory of Kings on his mobile phone.

After lunch, He Pingan continued the game.

Lu Ming walked over to him with his mobile phone and said, "He Pingan, let's do 1V1."

He Pingan was surprised: "Why, you play this too?"

Lu Ming nodded: "Downloaded this morning, played for a while."

He Pingan agreed happily: "Okay, okay."

Lu Ming: "Beforehand, since it's PK, if I win, you have to listen to me."

He Pingan muttered, "I usually listen to what you say."

Luming didn't hear it.

He Ping'an raised his voice: "Then what if I win?"

Lu Ming: "You won... how about I meet your request?"

He Ping'an's eyes lit up, and he looked up to confirm: "Really?"

"En." Lu Ming shook the phone in his hand: "Come."

He Pingan said with a heart, come as soon as you come, I'm afraid you won't succeed.You just played for a long time and dared to challenge, see if I beat you this time, and then. . . . . .

He Pingan laughed after thinking about it, and then asked Lu Ming to meet his request and be his boyfriend.

The two added friends and entered the room.

In the first round, Lu Ming won.

He Ping'an cheated: "No, no, I didn't play well in this round. We won 3 out of 2 rounds, no, 5 out of 3 rounds."

Lu Ming nodded in agreement: "Okay."

In the second round, Lu Ming won.

In the third game, Lu Ming won.

. . . . . .

After five rounds, He Pingan stared at the failure on his phone, his heart turned cold: "Are you really just playing?"

Lu Ming took his phone, exited the game, and clicked uninstall.

"One must be able to resist the temptation." He handed the phone back to He Pingan: "What you say is what you say, and you are not allowed to play mobile games before the college entrance examination."

He Ping'an was dejected: "Oh. I'll go back to school tomorrow."

How could he still be in the mood to play games again, feeling ashamed in front of Lu Ming.

Turning back to the bedroom, He Pingan took out the books and papers in his schoolbag and started to study.

I can't even beat Lu Ming in the game, so I'd better work hard to get into university first, and then talk about other things.