private romance

Not only Mu Chenyuan was stunned, Song Mingzheng's voice could be regarded as a roar, and patients and doctors and nurses in twos and threes along the road couldn't help casting their gazes this way.

He had never seen Song Mingzheng like this, even when he accidentally bumped into him that day and was kicked away by him.

so fierce.

It turns out that such a pretty face can also make such a fierce expression.So much so that Mu Chenyuan forgot to be angry for the first time.Instead, he froze at the door, bewildered.

He didn't know what to do next. In fact, he was wronged, but he was afraid that Song Mingzheng had something urgent. After all, they had talked well before, and the chat was very good, and the atmosphere was not bad. , at least he feels good.The stubborn boy huddled in the wheelchair, tears welling in his eyes.He didn't continue to chase after him. In fact, his first reaction was to want to chase Song Mingzheng.It's just that Mu Chenyuan is simple, but not stupid.He can't walk, he can never catch up with the speed of normal people, there is no need to do unnecessary struggles.But in fact, if he is willing to wait, he will not let himself chase.

Mu Chenyuan did not shed tears in the eyes of so many people in the corridor, but immediately slid the wheel back to the ward.A moody person is really difficult to get along with. He feels that he has restrained himself, and he also feels a sense of discomfort.It's sad to say, not long ago he was still swearing to Song Mingzheng that he could give him everything, and the two of them were fighting for the day and night together, but now he regretted it a little, and felt that it was better to clarify many things with Song Mingzheng.

He is not a submissive temper, he knows that many things have to be fought by himself.He just couldn't bear to quarrel with Song Mingzheng, let the other party because he was in a bad mood, maybe it was the same with first love, and he just happened to meet a partner who also didn't have a happy childhood, so he had to be careful to find the soft place full of thorns.

He aggrieved and moved himself to the bed, Mu Chenyuan only had the energy to notice the swollen ankle at this time, which looked a little serious.While sending Song Mingzheng a WeChat message, he told him that he had something to say and wanted to talk to him when he came back.On the other side, he grabbed his thigh, spread the two useless legs to the sides, and sat with some openness, so as to find balance for his unconscious waist.Then he grabbed the swollen foot and massaged it. He only had one-sided sensation in his hand. Naturally, he couldn't feel the force on the sole of his foot that had been used for many years. Mu Chenyuan kneaded and kneaded according to his past habits. Transformed into two hanging meat balls, if it is not forcefully straightened from the center of the sole of the foot, it will be difficult to maintain a normal foot shape.

Mu Chenyuan rubbed himself for a while, seeing that the swelling of his feet hadn't subsided, he wanted to call a nurse to deal with it, but he thought it was unnecessary.And he also felt very ashamed. He was beaten by Song Mingzheng just now, and he didn't know if any emergency nurses saw it, so he thought about it and decided to give up, and wait until the next morning to see if he feels better.

The long night began, and there was no movement on the phone.Little Huya bit his lip, and covered the quilt aggrievedly. He thought that Song Mingzheng would probably not come back.Mu Chenyuan glanced at the sofa. Song Mingzheng's coat was still in place, and it was placed on the sofa. When it was windy at night, it would probably be cold to wear a cardigan.

Alas, he also hurt his hand.

As long as you think of that person, no matter whether he was full of grievances before or decided not to talk to him anymore, when you think of all kinds of him, you will immediately soften your heart again. Mu Chenyuan knows that this is not soft-hearted, just because like.

Just because I like him.

He took out his phone, but there was no reply to the message he sent. Song Mingzheng left in a hurry, maybe he hadn't seen it yet.But without much hesitation, he added another one.

"Your clothes are here. If you don't wear cold clothes, I'm sleeping. When you come, take them away yourself. Let's talk about it when you are free."

The message was sent out quickly, and he stared at the screen for a few seconds, quietly thinking that he might suffer from insomnia this night.

In fact, there are very few stars at night above the city. The city center and the suburbs are like two places, and only artificial neon signs can be seen everywhere.It is like an extremely crazy desire, full of human ambitions, whether open or dark.

Of course, there is more than one person who suffers from insomnia.

There are always many people in the elevator of the hospital. Song Mingzheng walked quickly to the elevator entrance and only glanced at it, then continued to run forward, running directly upstairs from the fire exit.

The intensive care unit is only two floors away from here, so it won't take too long even if it takes a long time. He can actually wait, and so can He Tingzhao.

In fact, why bother, [-]% of the words were angry words, and the remaining [-]% ​​were just scratching his heart twice to act like a baby.Song Mingzheng knew very well that it was impossible for He Tingzhao to come down, and now he didn't bother to find out who told him that he was downstairs.

It's just that his Xiao Zhao is unhappy, he is unhappy.

In any case, he had to go to his side, so all the hesitation and hesitation before, as well as his own grievances, were all discarded.Song Mingzheng doesn't need to have any emotions, he is a person who lives for his lover.

The visiting hours have already passed, and there is only one time a day when you can go in. Song Mingzheng missed it when he came. He came late to avoid meeting He Tingzhao, but he couldn't just sit back and relax at home. So, I can only deceive myself like this.

So, you know it, Xiao Zhao, but you also know it.

He walked outside the ward, and there was a transparent glass. Originally, there should be many beds here, and all critically ill patients should be here.But Song Mingzheng managed to transfer all other critically ill patients from this hospital, so only He Tingzhao was left.He always sets a precedent for He Tingzhao and enjoys privileges, even though it is not necessary in many cases.

There are actually not many people on this floor. At night, the atmosphere in the hospital is not so gloomy, but it still seems to be unpopular.Song Mingzheng could go in, but it was He Tingzhao who was hurt by bacterial infection, so he was very quiet, so he obediently stood outside the glass. He Tingzhao was probably still awake, even though his blood oxygen saturation had dropped to a certain level. To a certain extent, the doctor originally said that the possibility of him being able to wake up in the past few days is very small.

Baby, why are you so stubborn, sleep for a while.

I don't know if people really have telepathy. They have been together for more than ten years, and they have never had doubts or suspicions about each other.From the moment we met to the present moment.From Song Mingzheng's perspective, he could clearly see that He Tingzhao's head moved slightly, and then slowly opened his eyes in his direction.

Through a thick oxygen mask, He Tingzhao had several tubes inserted into his body, and there were all kinds of medical equipment everywhere, burning money every second.The bedding was layered on top of each other, wrapping this boy who he had been eager to hold in his palm since he was a teenager and hold the throne into a small ball, as if he might be wiped out at any time.

Song Mingzheng's heart was cut like a knife.

My baby, why is it you.

I have done a lot of evil in my life, and I have done all kinds of bad things.But I never feel that I owe anyone, but I feel sorry for you.

The young man sticks to the glass, looking at his lover who is struggling on the line of life and death.At this moment, they no longer have any additional identities in each other's eyes, they are just looking at each other as the only one in this life.

He Tingzhao blinked, looking very happy.He was neither excited nor struggling, as if he had foreseen everything.

He half-bent his eyes, looking at Song Mingzheng outside the glass.

smiled.

Don't cry, I just miss you.

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