Divorced, still making trouble?

In the middle of the night, the temperature in the air dropped a few more degrees, Qiu Min put on the coat directly on his body, and then got himself a cup of hot water.

She hadn't eaten for more than ten hours since the day, and now she was hungry, and she couldn't help but miss the high-quality red wine and tender steak at the banquet that she left early.

Qiu Min sighed silently, stepped on her high heels and wandered around the door of the intensive care unit again, she thought to herself that when Qiu Ye got well, she must let this brat treat her to dinner, and he would take care of all the skin care products for the whole year. Gotta pack.

Just thinking about the sound of another person's light footsteps coming from the corridor, Qiu Min turned his head for a glance, and then said in surprise, "Didn't you leave?"

"Only fast food." Ji Mingzhe handed her a paper bag.

Qiu Min took it, looked at the packaged food inside, then at Ji Mingzhe, and then couldn't make a bad face, just cleared his throat and said, "Thank you."

Ji Mingzhe sat down on the lounge chair.

Qiu Min went to the nurse's desk and borrowed the table over there to eat.

Qiu Ye's attending doctor came to see him a few times, and each time he said that the patient's condition was temporarily stable, which made Ji Mingzhe feel more at ease.

But Qiu Ye woke up earlier than they expected.

At five o'clock in the morning, when the doctor went to make rounds again, Qiu Ye opened his eyes, and after a few seconds, he raised his hand.

But the doctor quickly held him down, "Are you awake? You have a needle in your hand, don't move."

Qiu Ye didn't seem to understand what he said, and raised his other hand, apparently intending to pull off the oxygen mask.

"Is it pain from the incision? The anesthetic has worn off long ago, so it must be painful. Don't move. I'll give you an analgesic after the examination." The doctor pressed his other hand and said.

Qiu Ye moved his lips, and exhaled a thick white mist on the oxygen mask.

After being held down, he didn't stop, but exerted force on his hands, and lifted his head up, as if struggling to sit up.

"Hey! Can't move!"

Although he was an extremely weak patient, the young doctor couldn't hold Qiu Ye back. He hurriedly rang the call bell, and soon several other doctors who had been on duty rushed over.

"What's wrong?" Qiu Min looked at Ji Mingzhe nervously, clasping his hands.

Ji Mingzhe stood up, his eyes fixed on the intensive care unit behind the lens.

"The patient is very agitated, and his heart rate exceeds one hundred and four," the attending doctor sternly said to the people who came behind him, "Go and get a stick to calm down!"

Some doctors and nurses ran out, and others helped hold down the struggling person on the bed.

His hands and feet were restrained, and Qiu Yeren couldn't move, but his expression was still very excited. He looked at the people around him, his chest rose and fell violently, and his rapid breathing could be heard through the mask.

When the sedative was brought over, Qiu Ye let out a hoarse and desperate roar, and then large tears rolled out of his eyes that were reddened by emotion.

Seeing this situation, the attending doctor confirmed that Qiu Yeren was awake, so he raised his hand to temporarily stop the injection, and then discussed with him, "I know you have fully recovered consciousness, so let us let you go, don't you Excited, don't move your body, if you need something, just lie down and tell me, okay?"

Seeing the injection in the hands of the doctors and nurses, Qiu Ye seemed to understand that it would not do any good to continue to make trouble, so he finally blinked his eyes in compromise.

"Okay, what do you want?" The attending doctor leaned over and approached him.

Qiu Ye moved his lips, and forced out a word from his throat.

However, at this moment, his voice was hoarse and vague, and he was separated by an oxygen mask. After saying it several times, the doctor only understood the first two words.

"Discharged?" The doctor shook his head, "No, I pulled you back from the gate of hell just now, isn't it a joke to discharge you?"

Qiu Ye's emotions became agitated again, and he kept repeating something in his mouth.

"Save? How many? Ji, Ji what?"

At this moment, Ji Mingzhe outside was eager to know the situation of Qiu Ye. He looked at the door for a while, then turned around to change the sterile clothes, and pushed open the door of the intensive care unit.

"Family members cannot come in for the time being." A doctor said after seeing Ji Mingzhe.

Ji Mingzhe stopped in his tracks, but Qiu Ye, who was having a hard time communicating with the doctor, turned his head after hearing what the doctor said.

Immediately, Ji Mingzhe saw that the owner of those eyes looked at him in a daze, and then opened them wider and wider. Tears were still hanging from the end of the eyes, but his face changed from the excitement just now, and a smile appeared on his face.

Seeing him like this, Ji Mingzhe stopped and continued to move forward.

Qiu Ye kept staring at Ji Mingzhe, and when he got to the bedside, he grabbed Ji Mingzhe's hand, then squeezed it as if confirming whether this person was real, and finally let out a long breath after getting the answer. Take a breath.

The doctor looked at Qiu Ye who had suddenly become calm, looked at the two of them thoughtfully, and then asked the doctors and nurses to put away the sedative needle.

After that, Qiu Ye cooperated with the inspection.

"The patient has woken up, and the most dangerous time is over. You can stay here with him, but you can't be emotional again, and try to talk as little as possible. If you have any questions, just press the call bell." The doctor said to Ji Mingzhe when he left exhorted.

Ji Mingzhe agreed.

After the doctor left, the intensive care unit became very quiet except for the beeping sound from the medical equipment. Ji Mingzhe whispered to Qiu Min at the door about Qiu Ye's situation, then closed the door and returned to the hospital bed.

At this moment, Qiu Ye probably finally came to his senses from some kind of cognition. He looked at Ji Mingzhe and blinked his eyelashes very slowly.

Ji Mingzhe reached out to wipe away the tears rolling down from the end of his eyes, and also looked at him.

There was a smile in Qiu Ye's eyes again, and he moved his hand, wanting to touch Ji Mingzhe's hand, but he was obviously more cautious than before.

He first pinched Ji Mingzhe's little finger hanging by his side, and when he saw that the other party didn't respond, he pinched another half of his palm tentatively.

After a while, Qiu Ye completely held his hand.

From the beginning to the end, Ji Mingzhe didn't make a sound to stop Qiu Ye's behavior. He watched Qiu Ye pull his hand to his chest in silence, and finally couldn't hold it anymore, and closed his eyes again.

But Qiu Ye was obviously afraid of something, he didn't dare to really fall asleep, and would wake up every ten minutes or so.

When the other party opened his eyes and looked at him again, Ji Mingzhe pursed his lower lip and said, "I won't leave."

Qiu Ye laughed when he heard this, and then closed his eyes, but his hands were not loosened, and he was still holding Ji Mingzhe firmly.

He heard someone tell him before that Ji Mingzhe was taken away by his teacher, and he was waiting for him to rescue him, but his consciousness was stuck in darkness, and he couldn't wake up except for the intense heart palpitations.

When he finally struggled to wake up, the doctors tried their best to stop him.

It wasn't until he saw Ji Mingzhe appeared in front of him that he could tell that it might just be a dream.

But that feeling of fear still followed him like a shadow, making him unable to sleep peacefully.