The counterattack career of the magic stick

After Li Ke and Luo Ming left, there were only two people left in the huge ward, Yao Yan and Little Thorn.The little spiky head was still sitting on the hospital bed blankly, without any reaction.Yao Yan stood in front of the door like this, staring blankly at the little stab head, filled with an extremely uncomfortable feeling that could not be expressed in words.

The little thorn was clearly right in front of his eyes, but he felt that the little thorn seemed far away from him.Such a little thorn was definitely not the little thorn he wanted to see.

In just over a month, everything seemed to be turned upside down, and too many things happened that Yao Yan couldn't accept for a while.For example, he was kidnapped, for example, Li Ke suffered a gunshot wound, for example, the little thorn in front of him...

All of this happened so fast that Yao Yan couldn't react at all for a while.

How did it become like this?The little thorn... what kind of injury did he suffer?

Yao Yan stood at the door for a while, calming his ups and downs, and then walked towards the hospital bed in the center of the room, and slowly approached the little thorn.After approaching, Yao Yan pulled a chair and placed it beside the bed, then sat down slowly with light movements.

He looked at the little prickly head who had been staring blankly at the front without any movement, opened his mouth, but didn't know what to say for a while, and looked away sadly, after a while, he turned back and looked at the little prickly head , shouted softly, "little stab head, little stab head, I'm Yao Yan, I'm your master, I'm here to see you, turn around and look at me, okay?"

The little prickly head still didn't move, but Yao Yan noticed that the little prickly head's dark eyes seemed to move slightly, and immediately shouted excitedly, "Little prickly head, I'm Yao Yan, your master. I'll come to see you Now, look at me, look at me." As he spoke, Yao Yan waved his hand in front of the little prickly head, pointing at himself excitedly.

"It's me, I'm Yao Yan, your master, take a look, take a look!"

Maybe it was Yao Yan's slightly louder voice that disturbed the little stab head, maybe it was Yao Yan's excited emotion that infected the little stab head.At this time, the little stabbing head who had been silent for a long time finally moved.His eyes widened slightly, and he slowly turned his head to face Yao Yan. At this moment, his eyes that had been out of focus slowly became focused at this moment. He opened his mouth slowly, the voice coming out was weak, and there was a kind of dry hoarseness, as if he hadn't spoken for a long time.

"Master...Father...Master...Father..."

The moment he heard the little prickly head speak, Yao Yan almost shed tears, and his heart was filled with a deep sense of sourness, guilt and sadness.

If it wasn't for him being fussy and unwilling to take the initiative to contact the little thorn, his whereabouts would not be unknown. It took so long to find out that something happened to him.Nor would he be clueless when something happened to him, and he had no choice but to wait in vain, waiting for the news that someone would find the little thorn for him.Not to mention not being by his side when the little thorn was unaccompanied and imprisoned, and let him bear the pain he didn't know.

If it wasn't for him...

However, at this moment, no matter how heavy the guilt and self-blame, it cannot cover up the fact that the little thorn has been injured.Now Yao Yan can only do his best to make up for his mistakes.

Fortunately, the little thorn came back, right in front of his eyes, right beside him, it was not too late.

Yao Yan resisted the urge to cry, and grabbed the hands that the little prickly head hesitantly stretched out but did not dare to approach, noticing that the little prickly head's eyes gradually recovered a little, and said softly, "It's me, little prickly head, yes I, I'm Yao Yan, I'm back, I'm here to see you. Have you seen me? Have you seen me clearly?"

At this moment, the eyes of the little prickly head gradually had a hint of vitality. He looked at Yao Yan in front of him, and although his voice was still a little hoarse, it was no longer intermittent.

"Master...is that you? Master...?"

"It's me, little thorn, it's me, I'm Yao Yan, your master, the master who has lived with you for two years." Saying that, seeing the vague anxiety and panic on the little thorn, Yao Yan hastily He comforted him, "Little stab head, don't worry, this is a hospital, no matter what happens to you, you'll be fine now, don't be afraid, I'm right by your side. I will always be with you, don't be afraid!"

Hearing Yao Yan's slightly calm voice, the little prickly head calmed down a little. He looked at Yao Yan with a pair of dark eyes, without saying a word. When Yao Yan felt a little palpitation in those dark eyes, he inadvertently Suddenly two lines of tears flowed out.Those two silent tears ran across his pale cheeks and fell on the gray hospital gown, expressing a kind of silent pain.

After Yao Yan was stunned, his eyes became sore, and he couldn't help but some tears appeared in his eyes.Looking at such a small thorn head, his heart ached beyond measure, and the sore feeling filled his heart, but he didn't dare to shed tears easily.

The little prickly head cried, the little prickly head who never shed tears easily, cried in front of him.This silent cry was heavier than any sad sound, and made him feel extremely uncomfortable.

Yao Yan also wanted to cry right now. At this time, all the fright, grievances, guilt, longing, and pain he had endured these days came flooding in like a tide, oppressing his emotional nerves, forcing him to vent .

However, the little thorn was crying.As his master, as his only family member and only reliance, Yao Yan dared not show any negative emotions in front of the little thorn.

He was uncomfortable, he was in pain, and Li Ke helped him bear it together.But Little Thorny Tou didn't, and in the current situation, Little Thorny Tou only had him as a family member.So he can only endure, not only to endure, but also to help the little thorn to get out of these negative emotions and get through the uncomfortable situation.

Yao Yan grabbed the hand of the little thorn, got up from the wooden chair, sat down on the edge of the bed, stretched out a hand to embrace the little thorn, leaned on his left shoulder, and then patted his back, softly comforting him. "It's okay, little thorn, everything is over. No matter what happened, it's over, you are safe now, I will be with you, it's okay, don't be afraid."

The little stab head didn't speak, nor did he make any movements, but leaned obediently on Yao Yan's shoulder, with tears in his eyes.Yao Yan stayed with him like this without saying a word.

He knew that the little prickly head needed time.And now, it's time for the little thorn to vent his fear and pain.Such a little thorn, compared to not doing anything, just staring blankly at the little thorn in front of him, on the contrary made him feel at ease.In this way, at least it shows that the little thorn is still alive, emotional, and a real little thorn.

So, the two of them maintained this movement, and after a quarter of an hour, the little prickly head left Yao Yan's shoulder, slowly sat up straight, and turned to look at him.After watching for five seconds, he opened his mouth and said, "Master, is this...really? Am I... still alive?"

Yao Yan stretched out his hand to caress his pale cheeks, wiped away the traces of the two tears, and said softly, "It's true, you are still alive, it's okay, it's okay. Little thorn, with me here, I will I'm with you. So, don't be afraid, relax, it's okay. Everything's going to be okay."

Yao Yan kept calming the little stab, until he saw that his eyes had completely calmed down and returned to normal color, he was relieved and stopped his comforting actions.

The little prickly head now also has some anger on his face, although his face is still a little pale, but he has regained some blood color than before.He looked at Yao Yan, was silent for a moment, and said softly, "Master, I miss you so much. I thought I would never see you again."

Yao Yan stroked his hair, and cursed with a smile, "Silly boy, what are you talking about, you live a good life, and I live a good life, why can't you see me. Don't say such unlucky things in the future .How do you feel now? Apart from your feet, where else are you feeling uncomfortable?"

The little prickly head shook his head slightly, "No, I don't feel any discomfort, but my heart feels empty, very empty, very empty." The little prickly head pointed to his heart and said, "Here, it's uncomfortable."

Yao Yan looked at the action of the little thorn, and felt very uncomfortable. After hesitating for a moment, he still couldn't help asking softly, "Little thorn, can I ask what happened? I heard Li Ke say that you It was discovered by them in Hong Kong, how did you... go to Hong Kong?"

Hearing Yao Yan's question, the little prickly head turned pale, and the trace of blood that had recovered before faded away in an instant.

Looking at the pale face of the little prickly head, Yao Yan's heart skipped a beat, and he said quickly, "I'm sorry, little prickly head, I shouldn't have asked, if you don't want to say it, then don't, and I won't ask any more, take a good rest, I Here with you, okay?"

The little stab head didn't speak, just looked at Yao Yan quietly.There was a startling silence in the black and white pupils, but it disappeared after a while.

When Yao Yan thought that the little prickly head would not answer, the little prickly head suddenly opened his mouth, his voice was still hoarse, but it was not dry, but a kind of calmness after experiencing all the pain.

"It was Yang Fang, it was her who tricked me into going to Hong Kong."

Yang Fang?Hearing this somewhat familiar voice, Yao Yan couldn't remember who it was for a moment, but suddenly a flash of inspiration flashed in his mind, and he remembered the name.

"Yang Fang? How could it be her? Isn't she your daughter-in-law? Don't you just plan to go back and marry her this time?" At the same time as the voice came out, Yao Yan immediately regretted it so much that he wanted to slap himself.When he said this, didn't he lift which pot he didn't open, and sprinkle salt on the wound of the little thorn.

However, the little prickly head's face was very calm, and even a self-deprecating arc was drawn at the corner of his slightly raised mouth. "Yeah, my self-righteous daughter-in-law. I even fantasized about going back to marry her and live a good life with her. Master, you are right. I have a daughter-in-law like this and forget Master's white-eyed wolf. One day, it fell into the hands of this woman."