Thousands of years old silly white sweet

For the first time, Xiujue felt that he was so cowardly.

He was terribly afraid of losing Dong Changqing.

Therefore, he made up his mind to let Dong Changqing maintain the status quo forever.

Even Dong Changqing's future is beyond his control.

And Dong Changqing always listened to him, Xiujue coaxed and persuaded, coerced and lured, put the fruit knife aside, "When will your injury heal..."

"Soon, after summer, there will be no scars left."

Half a year was just a blink of an eye to the former Dong Changqing, but now, he felt that it was a long and terrible time. He lay on the side of Xiujue's bed, resting on his arm, half-closed his eyes, with a look of Looking very tired, he murmured, "Why does time pass so slowly."

Xiujue also felt this way. He still remembered that the first time he saw Dong Changqing was at Ji Xinglin's engagement banquet.

May 21.

As of today, only eight months and six days have passed.

It seems like eight years have passed.

"It's pretty fast." Xiujue said with a smile, "It's like what happened yesterday when you moved to the villa."

Dong Changqing recalled when he first arrived at the villa in the suburbs, Xiujue taught him to brush his teeth and wash his face, and also bought him the Krab King’s Crab Crab Fort, and he felt inexplicably better, "Mr. Xiu."

"Ok?"

"I really liked that time."

"..." Xiujue was silent for a moment, then asked softly, "Why do you say that?"

"I don't know, I just feel that I was happy every day at that time, and I could see you every day."

Growing up is always an unpleasant thing. That little fool back then must be more carefree than the current Dong Changqing.

Xiujue thought, maybe he shouldn't have brought Dong Changqing into this society, and he shouldn't have drawn Dong Changqing into the vortex of feelings. There's nothing wrong with being a white-eyed wolf spirit, at least he wouldn't feel sad.

But he has no regrets.

"And now, don't you like it?"

Dong Changqing bent her eyes and smiled sweeter than honey, "I like it better, you are better to me than that time."

After a pause, he said with some emotion, "It would be great if we could keep doing this."

Xiujue squeezed his fleshy arm, pretending to be vicious and said, "Do you want me to lie on the bed in this position all the time?"

"Of course not!" His voice dropped, "I will never eat hot pot again..."

Xiujue didn't speak any more, the medicine in his body completely faded, his whole back was burning with pain, he gritted his teeth, turned his face slightly, and buried most of it in the pillow.

He moved a little bit, Dong Changqing noticed, and sat up quickly, "Mr. Xiu, you, are you okay? By the way, I'll call the doctor to come over and see you."

Dong Changqing hurried out of the ward.

Xiujue let out a muffled laugh, his back hurting.

You don't even know that there is a bell calling for the doctor at the bedside, you idiot.

That's right, if it wasn't for him, Dong Changqing would probably never come to the hospital for the rest of her life.

The doctor was quickly brought to the ward. He checked Xiujue's wound and said with great admiration, "This is the first time I've seen a patient with such strong willpower as you. There was a small area of ​​burns in the downstairs ward. Crying and shouting for three days."

Xiujue looked at Dong Changqing, pursed his lips and smiled, "Maybe it's because I'm not sensitive to pain, some people are like that."

The doctor didn't refute, but just prescribed another dose of painkiller for Xiujue.

The side effect of this medicine would make people feel groggy, and after a while, Xiujue fell asleep.

Perhaps it was the pain that caused it, and even the chaotic dream was full of pain.

In the dream, for a while he was wearing armor and died on the battlefield, for a while he was wearing a white robe and vomiting blood to death, for a while he was lying on the dry land in ragged clothes, turning into dry bones in hunger and thirst, After a while he was wearing a gray coat and was torn apart by wolves.

The last scene before waking up.

He was wearing a military uniform, standing in the smoke, surrounded by corpses.

"Regiment leader! Our six regiments are all gone! Let's go! There is still a chance to break out!"

In the midst of artillery fire, someone was screaming desperately.

A bullet flew towards Xiujue, carrying a heavy blood.

Go, where to go, his fate has been decided.

The reincarnation of a hundred generations cannot end well.

"Master Xiu!"

Xiujue opened his eyes suddenly, and subconsciously touched his forehead.

Well, it was just a dream...

"Have you had a nightmare?"

Xiujue looked at the source of the voice. It was a young and beautiful nurse with exquisite makeup, black colored contact lenses, and surprisingly big eyes. She was changing the bottle for Xiujue.

"What about him?"

The little nurse was stunned for a moment, then smiled, "Tell me about your brother, he is really caring to you, and he is pestering our head nurse to ask how he should take care of you."

While Xiujue was moved, he also wanted to laugh.

Even if I touch him, I am afraid that he will hurt, and I need to take care of him.

"Please go and help me call him over."

"Okay." The little nurse agreed, and went out to find Dong Changqing. After a while, the two returned to the ward together.

Holding a small notebook in his hand, Dong Changqing walked up to Xiujue's bed with great interest, "Mr. Xiu, look!"

There are a lot of densely packed notes in that little notebook, and the words are uglier than elementary school students, and they are all messy.

Xiujue couldn't understand it at all.

completely.

Dong Changqing didn't feel that he had written a scripture, he was very confident and arrogant, "I know, you will live in the hospital for a long time and need someone to take care of you, don't worry, I promise to take care of you clearly. "

The little nurse laughed at the side, and said to Xiujue, "Our head nurse is very busy, and he is bothering him. He is not willing to ask him to ask other nurses. He must say that the head nurse is old and experienced. Anyone who is angry will beat him."

Xiujue was also amused.

For such a long time, Dong Changqing's provocative skills have not diminished at all.

"That's right. By the way, President Xiu. Cui Yan came here just now. He said that the matter was settled. He wanted to tell you directly. He saw that you were sleeping, so he went back first. This is the fruit he bought for you. Oh, and a few managers from your company sent flowers, and the mess smelled so bad that I threw it in the toilet."

Xiujue guessed and knew that it was thrown into the public toilet of the hospital.

He sighed, "You didn't throw it in front of others, did you?"

"Would I be so stupid to throw it away after I leave?"

The little nurse left the ward after recording Xiujue's various body indices.

Seeing her leaving, Dong Changqing turned to Xiujue and said, "Do you want to go to the toilet?"

"……fine."

"If you want to go to the bathroom, just tell me, don't be embarrassed, I'll help you." Dong Changqing looked like I understood, "When Cui Yan came, he also said that he would find a nurse for you, but I think you must be embarrassed."

In fact, Xiujue was even more embarrassed to ask Dong Changqing to help.

I don't want to talk about this topic.

Glancing at the clock hanging on the wall, it will be more than twelve o'clock in the middle of the night, Xiu Jue frowned, and asked Dong Changqing, "Have you eaten yet?"

Dong Changqing shook her head, "Not very hungry."

That is very hungry, "Bring me my phone."

Dong Changqing obediently handed him the phone.

Xiujue ordered takeaway for Dong Changqing, "After dinner, there is a bed over there, you go to rest."

"No, no, I'm not sleepy, I'll accompany you."

Xiu Jue chuckled lightly and did not refuse.

From now on, he takes back all the white-eyed wolf spirits he had before.

Dong Changqing is not a white-eyed wolf at all.

The takeaway was quickly delivered to the ward, and Xiujue ordered him his favorite food, most of which were sweets.

Today he was frightened, and there is a string in his mind that has been tense, and it is time to relax.

While Dong Changqing was eating, Xiujue said to him, "I had another strange dream just now."

Dong Changqing held the half-bitten egg tart and looked up at him, "What did you dream about?"

"I dreamed that I was dying all the time." Although this dream was chaotic, Xiujue remembered it very clearly, "I was hacked to death by a knife, burned to death by fire, bitten to death by wolves, and shot to death by a gun."

"...I heard the dishwashing lady in our store say that dreams are always reversed, and death is life, which means that you will recover soon from illness."

Xiujue wanted to laugh at him for being superstitious, but then he thought about it, the most righteous person in the world who should be superstitious is undoubtedly Dong Changqing.

"Let's hire a nurse tomorrow."

"Are you going to the bathroom?"

"No... I can go to the toilet by myself... It's just, I can't trust you."

Dong Changqing puffed up her cheeks and stopped eating the egg tart, "How can you look down on people!"

Seeing him like this, Xiujue thought he was so cute, and even the burn on his back didn't hurt anymore, so he deliberately teased Dong Changqing, "I didn't look down on you, you have a specialty in surgery, and nurses specialize in caring for patients, sure It will be better than you, don't you want me to get well sooner?"

Dong Changqing thought for a while, and then the puffy bun face gradually disappeared, "Okay...but I have to accompany you! I will go back tomorrow and bring all my things. How long will you stay in the hospital? How long do you have to stay without going to work..."

Xiujue's encouragement day after day made Dong Changqing think that going to work is a very important thing, so when he said that he would not go to work, he lacked confidence.

Xiujue smiled, and said softly, "If you don't go, you won't go, you and I can still take care of you, as long as you don't feel bored staying in the hospital."

"How come, you are sick, I must take care of you."

He was stating a fact, but it made Xiujue feel warm in his heart.

In the past, he thought that falling in love with Dong Changqing was a loss-making business, and he would never make money, but now it seems that he has made a lot of money.

It is said that there is no filial son in front of Jiu's bed, so it can be seen that even his own son is nothing more than that. Thinking about it this way, it is very reliable for Dong Changqing to always clamor to give him a pension until the end of his life.