draw a gun and talk about feelings

Qiao Yujun slept very deeply this time. What he heard the night before was taken as a dream or hallucination. When he woke up in the morning and looked at the white eyes, he thought he had a fever and died. It took him a long time to wait. I knew I was lying in the hospital.

The doctor explained that Qiao Yujun couldn't move his injured hand, so Ren Xianyang supported Qiao Yujun's forearm for most of the night, and then he couldn't stand it anymore and fell asleep. At this time, Qiao Yujun woke up and just The small movement of turning his head woke up Ren Xianyang.

Qiao Yujun waited for a while before noticing the people around him. When he saw Ren Xianyang, he became agitated involuntarily. He wanted to get up and move a lot, but Ren Xianyang held him down on the hospital bed with both hands.

"Don't move, we'll go home after the infusion, are you hungry?" Ren Xianyang's hands were vigorous, but his voice was very soft, as if the person who started and spoke were not the same person, Qiao Yu Jun's eyes stared at Ren Xianyang as if he wanted to punch a hole in Ren Xianyang's face, his eyes were fierce but he didn't say a word, he just didn't answer Ren Xianyang's words.

"Don't move around. I'll find a nurse for you, and I'll buy you some breakfast. Your phone is here." Ren Xianyang looked like he didn't see Qiao Yujun's eyes. Jun took out his mobile phone and put it on the cabinet next to the hospital bed, his tone was still gentle, "Call yourself and ask for a leave. If you have something to do, you can call me if I don't come back."

When had Ren Xianyang been so careful? He served Qiao and Jun all night, and he didn't sleep much. His body was sore and sore, but he didn't want to complain at all. He was very willing, but he was so kind to Qiao and Jun. Qiao and Jun didn't seem to see it at all, he was still angry, when he saw Ren Xianyang, he felt so tight in his chest, he was so wronged.

Qiao Yujun frowned and watched as Ren Xianyang took the car keys and was about to get up, he asked, "Where's Xiaozhou?"

When Ren Xianyang heard this sentence, just three words made him so angry that he rushed to Tianling Gai. He clenched his hand tightly, and the key almost pierced into his flesh in his hand, but before he got angry, the other hand He pinched his thigh hard, and that one seemed to be enough for him to remind himself, the bad temper that was about to explode turned into a twisted and weird smiling face, "He might be sleeping in a hotel, don't worry about it." He, how old is he, I'll go to the nurse first, don't move around."

After Ren Xianyang finished speaking, he strode out. Qiao Yujun looked at Ren Xianyang's angry back with his shoulders raised, and felt relieved in his heart.

After finding the nurse, Ren Xianyang went downstairs, came to the parking lot and saw that his car was still angry, he raised his foot and kicked the door violently, the car alarm went off, Ren Xianyang still felt puzzled, fisted The slap hit the car again.

"Go to hell, He Xiaozhou, Qiao Yujun, you have no conscience, you can't tell who treats you well!"

Ren Xianyang's violent temper was all vented in the parking lot. Occasionally, someone who passed by and thought he had bumped into a mental illness would hide away.

After venting his temper, Ren Xianyang got in the car disheartened, drove for half an hour to a famous porridge restaurant, ordered a seafood porridge and a lean meat porridge and rushed to the hospital.

When Ren Xianyang returned to the hospital, Qiao and Jun had almost finished their bottle of water. He Xiaozhou entered the ward at some point and sat beside Qiao and Jun. The two of them didn't know what to say. Qiao and Jun's expressions were rare It eased, but the smiling face wrinkled together the moment he saw him.

Ren Xianyang walked into the ward with a penitent smile, and glared at He Xiaozhou behind his back. Two servings of porridge were placed on the table. Ren Xianyang opened the lid of the seafood porridge and put the spoon in it. On the small table in front of Qiao and Jun.

"Seafood porridge, the shrimp and crab roe inside are very sweet and slippery. Now the temperature is just right, try it quickly." While placing the porridge, Ren Xianyang deliberately blocked the confrontation between Qiao Yujun and He Xiaozhou with his body advantage. sight of sight.

He Xiaozhou looked at the bowl of porridge and his eyeballs were about to fall into the bowl. He was really hungry, but Ren Xianyang would definitely not buy him a copy, and He Xiaozhou knew it well. He didn't like it very much, so he was mentally prepared to just watch.

Before Qiao and Jun moved, the nurse came in to change the bottle for Qiao and Jun. Looking at the porridge on the table, she opened her mouth and said, "The patient has a large wound on his body and cannot eat seafood."

When the nurse went out, Ren Xianyang was taken aback, but then he thought about it, if you can’t eat seafood, can you still eat meat? He brought the bowl of lean meat porridge that he bought for himself, put it next to the seafood porridge, and said, "Then you can eat it." This one tastes good too."

Qiao Yujun glanced at the two servings of porridge in front of him, bypassing Ren Xianyang and said to He Xiaozhou, "Xiaozhou, I can't drink seafood porridge, you can drink it, you didn't have breakfast anyway."

When Ren Xianyang heard that he was about to speak, he stretched out his hand to stop the bowl of porridge, but Xiaozhou was so fast, He Xiaozhou took the bowl and turned around with a smile, "Yeah, I'm starving to death, yesterday I slept in the corridor of the hospital overnight, Junjun, I am very pitiful."

Ren Xianyang is in a bad mood right now, not to mention how aggrieved, he hasn't eaten, and he is also sick, how can Qiao Yujun treat him like this, can he be his daughter-in-law in the future, so he doesn't feel sorry for himself Man, Ren Xianyang watched He Xiaozhou put a spoonful of porridge into his mouth, and shouted that it was delicious. He really wanted to press He Xiaozhou's face into the bowl.

Ren Xianyang was sitting on the sidelines, and He Xiaozhou could pretend to be pitiful. When he went out in the morning, he obviously didn't see He Xiaozhou in the corridor, but now he wanted to say that he slept in the corridor all night. He had such a trick to win sympathy. Don't Qiao Yujun feel sorry for him more? Ren Xianyang is really a word to describe at this time, want to cry but have no tears.

At this time, He Xiaozhou finished a bowl of porridge after snoring for a while, but Qiao and Jun stopped for a while after drinking two sips, and occasionally raised his eyes to see Ren Xianyang who was sitting on the side to make himself comfortable.

Qiao Yujun really didn’t have much appetite, the porridge tasted good, but he wasn’t hungry and didn’t want to eat it, so he stopped before eating two mouthfuls, and then called Ren Xianyang to come over, “Hey, I can’t take it anymore, do you dislike me, no You should drink my bowl of porridge."

Ren Xianyang's eyes lit up when he heard Qiao and Jun's words, he didn't think of Qiao and Jun, and now it was really Qiao and Jun's hiccup that sounded to his ears. But he tilted his head and pushed the porridge in front of Ren Xianyang.

Ren Xianyang took the spoon used by Qiao Yujun and scooped the porridge into his mouth. Every mouthful he felt was much tastier than usual. No matter how he ate it, he felt warm in his heart.

After Qiao and Jun finished transfusing the two bottles of liquid and pulled out the needle, Ren Xianyang changed clothes and shoes for Qiao and Jun. Qiao and Jun didn't cooperate with each other and made a fuss by himself. You have an injury on your hand, it’s a problem if you touch it, I’ll fix it for you and let’s go home, don’t be shy, I’ve seen your whole body so many times... Ouch, it hurts!"

While changing Qiao Yujun's hospital clothes, Ren Xianyang beat them next to each other. Although Qiao Yujun injured one hand, the other hand was fine. The beating was very painful. Ren Xianyang was hit on the arm and back several times , but if he said it, he blamed himself, saying that if Qiao and Jun didn't like to hear it, could he not be beaten?

After tossing and tossing for a long time, I finally put on the shoes. Ren Xianyang really insisted on supporting Qiao Yujun as if he was taking care of someone who was seriously ill. Ren Xianyang squeezed away, "I'll support Junjun!"

"Go, go, it's not that my leg is broken. I'm going by myself. Don't help me." Qiao Yujun pushed Ren Xianyang away and walked out by himself. It was a small boat, and the two of you glanced at each other and slammed the knife at each other, but in the end there was no result, and each of them followed Qiao and Jun's buttocks escorting people downstairs.