Lord, you must yearn for the light

Chapter 219 Resurrection 32
His fingers were clamped, and a needle was still inserted in the back of his hand, and he was receiving an infusion.

Next to it, an instrument is being tested.

"How's it going?" It was a female voice, sweet but somewhat cold, and suddenly a male voice answered her, "His problem is a bit serious..."

Qianli wanted to open his eyes, but in a daze, he saw a few people standing beside the bed, except for one girl, the rest of them were wearing white coats and holding various instruments in their hands to examine him.

"woke up?"

Qianli struggled for a while, and then opened his eyes. There were many people in the room just now, but now they all dispersed again. Only Shengge sat by the bed and looked at him.

The eyes are so gentle.

He moved his dry lips, and called her name in a hoarse voice: "Sheng, Ge."

Shengge reached out to hold his swollen hand due to the infusion, and she smiled at him so beautifully: "Well, I'm here."

There was sunlight outside the window, falling on her face, making the girl more and more radiant. Qianli rolled his eyes and looked at the dazzling light with some discomfort.

After a long delay, his thoughts gradually cleared up, and he suddenly realized one thing...

"Did we escape?" Qianli asked.

Shengge nodded, and glanced at the infusion bottle for a while. She was about to finish this bottle and change to another one. She said, "Well, we have left that organization, and we are now in the official living person area."

The corners of Qianli's mouth curled up unconsciously. He felt that his body seemed to be very weak. He realized something, but he just pursed his lips and said nothing.

"Want to drink water?" Sheng Ge asked.

Qianli nodded slightly.

Shengge took a glass of water, then a cotton swab, first dabbed it on his lips, and then took a straw for Qianli to drink.

After drinking water, his throat was no longer so dry, Qianli felt much better, he hesitated for a while and asked, "Shengge, tell me, what's wrong with me?"

"It's okay, you were injured a little when you escaped, and you need to rest." Shengge said calmly, "Don't worry, it will be fine, I will always be by your side."

Qianli has been in a coma for nearly half a month. He has been in a coma since he escaped from the organization's headquarters that day. When he was sent to the official living area, his symptoms were a little out of control.

After half a month of continuous treatment, he barely woke up until today.

Qianli would never be suspicious of Shengge's words, so she fell silent when she heard the words, and didn't ask any more questions.

The infusion bottle had already been infused, Shengge started to replace it with another bottle, and said to Qianli: "This is the last bottle, just finish infusion."

Qianli didn't ask any more questions, just coughed twice, Sheng Ge frowned, and said: "I think of it, it feels like I've been lying down for a long time, and I feel uncomfortable all over now."

"I still want to go outside for a walk. The room is very stuffy and there is a strong smell of disinfectant. It smells uncomfortable." Qianli glanced at the radiant sunshine outside the window and smiled at Shengge. Smiled, "Can I?"

Shengge nodded, found a wheelchair, and fixed the infusion stand on the wheelchair. Just as Qianli was about to get up, Shengge carried him over and put him on the wheelchair.

Qianli was stunned for a moment and then smiled. The tips of his ears turned slightly red. Shengge took a thin blanket and covered his legs before pushing him out.

It seemed that he had not felt the sun for a long time. After Qianli basked in the sun quietly for a while, his whole body seemed to have strength.

The last bottle of infusion was relatively small, and it was finished quickly. Shengge pulled out the needle for him, and took the infusion stand and other things back first.

Qianli sat outside alone, stood up from the wheelchair, suddenly felt a little dizzy, wobbled, and when he was about to fall down, suddenly a hand grabbed his arm.

Seeing the person coming, Qianli pulled a real smile from the corner of his mouth, followed Shengge's strength and leaned on Shengge's shoulder.

"Shengge," Qianli called her name and muttered twice, "I'm dizzy."

"You're dizzy and just sit, what are you doing standing up?" Shengge stepped on the wheelchair, and pushed Qianli onto the wheelchair and sat down.

Qianli: "..."

He muttered again in dissatisfaction.

After basking outside in the sun for a while, Shengge pushed Qianli back, not sure if it was because of the fluid infusion just finished, but Qianli was very sleepy, as soon as she fell asleep, she slept until noon the next day.

When he opened his eyes, he saw Shengge's worried face. When he looked over again, Shengge had returned to his usual cold look.

Qianli had dinner with Shengge, and Shengge handed him a few medicines, but Qianli didn't ask what kind of medicine it was, and just swallowed it with water.

In the afternoon, at five o'clock, when someone came to find him, he saw Qianli sitting on the lawn, playing with something strange in his hand, and Shengge sitting on the swing behind him, with a book in his hand , but not looking, his eyes peacefully fell on the young man sitting on the lawn.

At five o'clock, the words that I wanted to make a joke fell to my lips, and my eyes turned red for some reason.

"Damn it!" Five o'clock turned his back and cursed, "Those people are simply not human! If my elder brother Li really can't be saved, the boss will not go with him."

Su Yao glanced at five o'clock in distaste, took out a piece of paper, and showed contempt in her eyes: "Why are you crying for a big man? Hurry up, don't let Qianli see it and feel suspicious, be careful that Shengge won't let you go. "

Five o'clock took it with a groan, wiped his tears, and wiped his nose.

Su Yao was so disgusted by him that she disliked him so much that she quickly walked away.

The two of them passed by, they had sorted out their emotions at five o'clock, called "Boss", and sat cross-legged next to Qianli, looking at the strange thing in his hand: "Hey! Brother Li, what are you doing here? Let me see?"

As he said that he was about to reach out and grab it at five o'clock, Qianli raised his eyes. He was an exquisite and shameless person, but his eyes were like ice knives.

Startled at five o'clock, terrified by his eyes, scolded himself for not being up to date, and waved his hand: "Forget it, forget it, you can play by yourself, I won't watch it."

For several days, Qianli slept until noon the next day, got up, had a meal with Shengge, took a few pills after the meal, and then went out to bask in the sun.

Qianli frowned and looked at the back of his left hand, which had never been swollen. There were many needle holes on it, and often one was pricked out before it healed.

In addition to his occasional physical discomfort and long sleep, plus Shengge always giving him medicine after meals, and five o'clock the forbearance they felt when they saw him.

Qianli was not stupid, on the contrary, he was very smart, and he guessed immediately that something might be wrong with his body.

(End of this chapter)