Klein bottle personality

When Ding Muyan came out with the utensils, Mr. Pei was no longer there: "He left?"

"Well, he still has something to deal with."

After the third person left, the room was too quiet. Ding Muyan regretted turning off the TV. If the TV was on, at least it could adjust the atmosphere. Now there was no sound except for Xiao Jin's slightly heavy breathing.He hesitated for a while whether to turn on the TV, but he gave up after seeing his sterilized hands.

He picked up the scissors and cut open the blood-stained shirt. Xiao Jin turned his head to look at it with difficulty, and clicked his tongue: "It's a pity, I only wore it for two days."

Ding Muyan scolded: "Don't move around! Be careful not to poke your eyes with my scissors!"

Xiao Jin made an aggrieved expression: "Can't you be gentle with me, I'm your patient now, aren't you gentle with other patients?"

At the thought of being "gentle" to Xiao Jin, Ding Muyan got goosebumps, so he stopped talking.

Xiao Jin felt bored: "Am I seriously injured?"

"Heavy."

"Have you ever taken a bullet?"

"No."

"Am I going to die?"

"meeting."

So Xiao Jin didn't dare to tease him with casual words anymore.

The morphine was injected into the muscle, and the burning pain disappeared, replaced by a sense of comfort.

Ding Muyan threw a pillow on the ground, knelt beside the bed, and began the operation.

Xiao Jin tilted his head. From his angle, he could just see Ding Muyan's side face. His focused eyes under the lens were clear. There was a peaceful and stable power in him, which could turn all the turmoil in the world into nothingness, and he couldn't help it. trusting him and entrusting his wounded body to him.

The slight sound of surgical instruments can be heard in the ear, it is a little more angry in the tranquility, there is a kind of subtle beauty, suddenly, Xiao Jin hopes that time will freeze here, and it is best to spend his life like this.

Let Ding Muyan operate on himself for a lifetime, this is really a terrible idea, Xiao Jin smiled.

"Don't move! If you hurt the main artery, you won't be able to save it!" Ding Muyan scolded.

"I didn't move."

"You're shaking like a wobble. If you die here, we're both screwed! You go to the morgue and I get into trouble!"

Xiao Jin laughed even harder, he especially liked hearing him say "the two of us", there was a different kind of intimacy.

"Don't move! If you move again, you can write your will!"

Xiao Jin remained motionless obediently, maintaining a prone position, but within a few minutes he couldn't hold back: "I'll give you the inheritance."

Ding Muyan gave a "you are sick" look.

Xiao Jin looked at Ding Muyan with a smile, and couldn't hide the pride in his eyes.

Ding Muyan sighed and changed the subject: "Are you going to parade today?"

"How do you know?" Xiao Jin was pleasantly surprised, "Have you read the news? Did you let me go in the news? I thought I would be cut off."

"You are so free."

"Indeed, I have nothing to do during the day. I heard that there is such a parade. I just want to see it. It's quite fun."

"For a lot of people, it's not a fun thing to do."

Xiao Jin gave him a deep look: "I mean those people are very interesting, they will dress up as they like, and walk in the sun with the person they like, no matter how different or different, they don't need to be afraid of other people's strange eyes , they can show themselves boldly and completely release themselves.”

"What are you fooling around with?"

"What do I mean by joining in the fun?" Xiao Jin protested.

"What is it that you are not just joining in the fun? Relax your muscles, I can't pull them away."

After a short silence, Xiao Jin said: "How can I be considered straight if I like you? I am also one of them, and I have the right to participate, don't I?"

Ding Muyan's hands trembled, and he quickly stopped his movements and adjusted his breathing.

"Did you know that during the parade, someone saw me alone and came to strike up a conversation with me. I told him that I have a boyfriend, and he said I wish you happiness." Xiao Jin paused, looked at Ding Muyan, "He was the first to bless us."

"Don't talk!" Ding Muyan was very upset, and his hand holding the tissue scissors was not steady.

But Xiao Jin didn't mean to shut up: "I'm very happy, I got to know myself again today, this will be a day I will remember deeply. One day, I will let everyone bless us."

"say no more!"

"I like you, Ding Muyan."

Ding Muyan took a sharp breath, pulled out the surgical scissors and dared not go any further.His breathing was very rapid, as if a thunder fell in front of him, shocking his soul.

Xiao Jin finally finished speaking, and there was no need for Ding Muyan to answer, he turned his head to the other side and lay down obediently.The red heart Q on his neck slid out because of his movements, and it was sparkling red against the white bed sheet, with a thrilling beauty.

Ding Muyan closed his eyes hard, like a rookie on the operating table for the first time, silently recited the essentials of the operation to calm his mind, and it took him a long time to adjust his heartbeat and breathing.

After going back into the operation, Ding Muyan didn't say anything, and the room was so quiet that there were only the sound of the two people's breathing and the friction of cloth.

I don't know how long it took, but there was a bang, and a bloody bullet fell into the plate.

Xiao Jin turned his head back again and looked at Ding Muyan silently.

Ding Muyan's suture was perfect, Xiao Jin stared at the mirror for a long time: "It's so beautiful, I don't think there will be any scars left."

Ding Muyan ignored his flattery, threw the mirror aside, and stuffed water and medicine into his hand: "Eat and sleep."

Xiao Jin finished taking the medicine obediently: "Where do I sleep? Where do you sleep?"

Ding Muyan gave him a blank look and didn't answer.

After packing up the trash, Ding Muyan turned off the light and lay down beside Xiao Jin.Although there was a wide gap between the two, they could still feel the heat from each other.

Ding Muyan couldn't sleep for a while, as if there was always something he couldn't let go of. For a while, the scene of the meeting during the day was in his mind, for a while it was the picture of Xiao Jinyou.xing, and for a while it was the bullet embedded in the muscle.

His tossing and turning was seen by Xiao Jin, and the shadows in his eyes were all his.

"What I just said is true." Xiao Jin said.

Ding Muyan turned over and turned his back to him.

When he woke up the next day, Ding Muyan saw that Xiao Jin was in a good state of mind, so he went to the meeting normally.At noon, Ding Muyan had a lunch meeting, but after much deliberation, he was still worried, and secretly went back to the hotel.

Xiao Jin was still lying on the bed, his face was flushed and his spirit was listless. Ding Muyan understood it and took his body temperature to 38.5 degrees.

"I'll give you a blood test." Ding Muyan took out the blood drawing tools that he had prepared.

It's a pity that the last time Ding Muyan drew blood was ten years ago, and Xiao Jin's hot skin made him feel a little flustered for no reason, and no blood was seen when the first needle was inserted.

Xiao Jin raised his eyebrows, looked at Ding Muyan, Ding Muyan pulled out the needle and looked at him, the atmosphere was indescribably awkward.

"Cough, what, I don't do this very well, it's a bit raw." Ding Muyan tried his best to show a "this is normal" look.

Xiao Jin hummed a few times: "Continue."

After the second injection, there was still no blood.

Ding Muyan's expression was visibly distorted, his lips pursed into a slit.

"That..." Xiao Jin said cautiously, "Are you stabbing me on purpose?"

Ding Muyan gave him a hard look, pulled out the needle and stuck it in again.This time it was finally right, Ding Muyan breathed a sigh of relief seeing the blood flow out.

"I'm going to find a friend for a blood test."

Xiao Jin grabbed Ding Muyan who was about to leave: "Then what about me now?"

Ding Muyan thought for a while and said, "Drink more hot water."

Xiao Jin looked at him with an abandoned look.

Before leaving, Ding Muyan really poured a cup of hot water and put it beside the bed, which can be said to be very considerate.

The results of the blood test came out quickly. Fortunately, the indicators were normal, and it was a normal postoperative fever. Ding Muyan felt relieved for the time being.

But even in normal circumstances, it is very uncomfortable.After nightfall, Ding Muyan woke up from his sleep.

Xiao Jin next to him kept turning over and groaning in pain. Ding Muyan turned on the bedside lamp and saw his eyes closed, sweating profusely, and even the breath he exhaled was hot.

Ding Muyan twisted a towel to wipe off his sweat, took out the antipyretic patch and stuck it on his forehead.

When Xiao Jin woke up in a daze, he felt the coolness on his head was very comfortable. Under the dim light, Ding Muyan sat on the edge of the bed in his pajamas with his head down, holding his arm, and wiped the socket of his elbow with a wet towel. There was a cool breeze.

At two o'clock in the middle of the night, the warm yellow light made Ding Muyan look extra soft. Not everyone is so lucky that someone misses him even in the middle of the night. For a moment, Xiao Jin had the urge to cry.

"What are you wiping?" Xiao Jin asked hoarsely.

"Alcohol." Ding Muyan didn't lift his head.

"Did I wake you up?"

Ding Muyan didn't answer. He took his palm and wiped it. After a moment of silence, he asked, "Do you feel better?"

"Well, it's more comfortable."

"Drink some more water." Ding Muyan raised his chin.

Xiao Jin looked in the direction, and he didn't know when the glass of water was full.After sweating too much, he was really thirsty, so Xiao Jin drank half a cup in one breath, moistening his smoldering throat.

The price Xiao Jin paid this time can be described as heavy, but if he survives a catastrophe, there will be blessings in the future. If he had known that he would get such meticulous care from Ding Muyan, he would be willing to be stabbed a few more times.Holding the cup, Xiao Jin was still sick on the surface, but his heart was already soaring to the clouds with joy.

After Ding Muyan wiped his arms, he soaked the towel again, lifted the quilt, and pulled Xiao Jin's underwear.

"What are you doing!" Xiao Jin bounced up excitedly, covering his lower body, almost splashing all the water in the glass.

Ding Muyan was taken aback by him, and he put on a straight face: "I'll wipe your body!"

"Just wipe yourself, why take off my underwear!"

Seeing his appearance of a chaste girl afraid of being molested, Ding Muyan was furious: "Whoever wants to take off your panties, I'll wipe your thighs for you!"

"No, no!" It's not that Xiao Jin doesn't want to enjoy Ding Muyan's care, it's just that his physical reaction is too straightforward, and he doesn't understand why some organs are still so energetic, let alone Touching such a sensitive part of the thigh, even if the lower body is exposed to Ding Muyan's sight, it can make him excited instantly. "You don't need to rub it, I feel fine now." Xiao Jin bowed into a boiled shrimp.

Treating him like a donkey with good intentions, Ding Muyan was so angry that he threw the towel on his face: "Whatever you want."

Xiao Jin pulled down the towel and watched Ding Muyan angrily walk around to the other side and fall asleep heavily.

"Are you angry?" Xiao Jin asked pitifully.

"Shut up, I'm going to sleep!" Ding Muyan ignored him.

Seeing that the relationship that had been eased was about to become tense again, Xiao Jin threw away the towel, stuck his whole body on Ding Muyan's body, and hugged him tightly from behind.

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Why do I update more people to watch but less QAQ is sad~