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It was windy at night, and the cold wind was blowing through the wide open window in bursts, and the curtains by the window fluttered, embracing the breeze and pressing down again.

Zhuo Cheng woke up from the cold in the middle of the night, he wanted to get out of bed to close the window, but his right hand was in plaster, and his free left hand was pressed tightly by Xie Nanqing next to him, he couldn't move at all.

He twitched, but didn't take his hand out, so he let him go.

Lying on the hospital bed, he stared at the ceiling in a daze for a while, and turned his head to meet Xie Nanqing's restless sleeping face.

In fact, he was not seriously injured. The main purpose of the opponent's gun was probably to frighten them. The shot was not accurate at all. Several shots were all missed, and none of them fell on the person. Zhuo Cheng showed his right arm. Apart from the broken bones, all the rest were bruises. Being guarded by Xie Nanqing so closely gave him the illusion that he was suffering from a serious illness.

Before he had time to frown when he bandaged himself, Xie Nanqing was already weeping convulsively, he didn't care about his hands at all, he just begged the little idiot to silence his crying.

Zhuo Cheng lay on the bed thinking about it, and suddenly felt a little uncomfortable.

Xie Nanqing was stubborn, saying "patients in other wards have someone to accompany them overnight, so you should have one too", and insisted on refusing to go back to the hotel.

Zhuo Cheng couldn't resist him, so he let him go.

Xie Nanqing was originally sleeping on a small temporary bed next to him, but at some point she lay down next to his bed with only a thin blanket on her body, now she moved unsteadily, as if feeling the cold , his shoulders shrank unconsciously, moving towards the heat source on the bed.

Seeing him like this, Zhuo Cheng unconsciously softened his heart,

Xie Nanqing's breath was scorching hot, and all the heat sprayed on his hands. He only needed to stretch out his hand a little, and he could hold the little rabbit with its mouth open into his arms.

Zhuo Cheng's pressed left hand moved lightly, finally waking him up.

He thought to himself, with this person's crispy skin, another bed can be built in this ward tomorrow morning, and he can be admitted directly.

Xie Nanqing opened his eyes in a daze, Zhuo Cheng was just about to call someone to sleep on the bed next to him, when suddenly the tip of his nose moved, and caught a hint of sweetness.

"What's wrong?" Xie Nanqing rubbed his eyes and sat up, the blanket on his body slipped down and he hurriedly picked it up again, "Do you want to drink water? Or do you want to go to the bathroom, I'll help you go."

Zhuo Cheng gave Xie Nanqing a complicated look, suspecting that Xie Nanqing had injured his brain instead of his hand.

He moved his numbed arm, flicked Xie Nanqing's forehead, and said helplessly, "It was my hand that was hurt. If I need to go to the toilet, I can go by myself. Don't bother you."

Xie Nanqing clutched his brow, which had caused an indiscriminate disaster, and nodded in a daze.

Zhuo Cheng sniffed again, the sweet floral fragrance in the air was still there, almost occupying all his thoughts, he subconsciously asked the people around him, "Did you smell any fragrance?" He paused Next, described, "It's a bit...sweet, like the scent of freshly bloomed flowers?"

"Hmm, um..." Xie Nanqing was stuck, he hesitated and didn't know what to say, and suddenly caught a glimpse of a few osmanthus trees in full bloom outside the window shrouded in moonlight, and said stumblingly, " It seems, like the fragrance of sweet-scented osmanthus, there are a few plants blooming just right outside."

Zhuo Cheng tilted his head, and sure enough, he saw the osmanthus trees outside that were swaying left and right in the wind, "I see." He frowned, feeling that something was wrong.

"Yeah, yes," Xie Nanqing said, and then hurriedly stood up and burrowed into the toilet.

Xie Nanqing slipped into the toilet, and the ward became quiet again. Zhuo Cheng woke up and simply sat up, but was interrupted by exclamations from outside after a while, followed by the "slap" sound of shoes stepping on the ground, and The sound of choking and sobbing.

Zhuo Cheng couldn't help thinking of some bad experiences, his forehead throbbed and hurt, and he panicked in his heart.

He pressed his sore forehead with his left hand, and the belated exhaustion finally overwhelmed him.

The quality of his sleep has always been poor. In such an environment, he can't sleep well at all, but today is an exception.

He let out a breath, and when he lowered his hand, he touched the quilt that was still slightly warm.

That was Xie Nanqing's body temperature.

There was no light in the ward, only the light from the toilet slightly shining through the crack of the door, Zhuo Cheng glanced at the closed door, turned over and got out of bed, walked to the window, and admired the osmanthus tree that was falling here and there for a while, Only then did the windows close.

It's just that the window is facing a street. It's two or three o'clock in the middle of the night, and there are still many shops with lights on, which tend to open toward the sky. There are still people coming and going in the hospital, and occasionally an ambulance with red and blue lights can be seen Roar away.

Zhuo Cheng accidentally saw the full moon hanging in the sky, and suddenly remembered that it seemed that it was almost the Mid-Autumn Festival.

The mobile phone was next to him, he hung one hand, entered the password to log into the chat software, and as expected, he saw the message lying in it.

He glanced at it indifferently, first asked him if he would go home for the Mid-Autumn Festival, and said that the family was going to be reunited, and after going around for a while, he finally talked about Zhuo Ji's matter.

Zhuo Cheng was not good at typing with his left hand, so he simply didn't bother to reply, turned off the phone in annoyance, threw it aside, and the phone landed on the bed with a "slap".

Xie Nanqing had just applied a thick layer of pheromone blocker to himself, when Zhuo Cheng lost his temper as soon as he came out, he walked over lightly and asked, "What's wrong?"

Seeing him, Zhuo Cheng subconsciously sniffled.Two seconds later, he stopped his nervous behavior in annoyance.

"It's nothing, go to sleep."

Xie Nanqing breathed a sigh of relief, and eagerly went up to help him, "I'll help you there."

Zhuo Cheng frowned, pinched Xie Nanqing's face with his good hand, gritted his teeth and said, "My injured hand, I can walk by myself."

Xie Nanqing pouted, letting him pinch and pinch, and when he had enough fun to let himself go, he muttered softly, "But I just want to take care of you."

Zhuo Cheng laughed, "Don't take care of yourself when you catch a cold, that's the best way to take care of me, idiot."

Xie Nanqing felt that this was the biggest slander against him, and wanted to refute with a small mouth, but Zhuo Cheng quickly pinched his mouth.

"All right, all right, ancestor, let me rest for a while."

"You are the ancestor, and my surname is not Zhuo..." Xie Nanqing muttered softly, but his ears still turned red quietly.

He followed Zhuo Cheng step by step, seeing him on the bed, he wanted to lie down on the bed and make do with it.

Zhuo Cheng didn't dare to let him continue to lie on his stomach like this, he pushed his servants, "Don't lie on your stomach here, you're going to catch a cold."

"It's okay, it won't."

"There is no water in the brain." Zhuo Cheng raised his hand and knocked on his head, "Don't you know your own crispy skin?" He snorted lightly, "You are more delicate than Omega."

Xie Nanqing felt that he had misunderstood Omega, but this was not the time to correct him.

He opened his mouth to defend in a low voice, "But everyone else is accompanied...but you are not."

"It's not something to show off when you have someone to accompany you," Zhuo Cheng couldn't understand why he was so obstinate.

Xie Nanqing actually just thought that everyone else had someone to accompany him, if Zhuo Cheng had only one person to pay the fee and one person to live in the ward, how lonely he would be.

And if it wasn't for protecting himself, he wouldn't actually get hurt...

Zhuo Cheng raised his chin towards the other bed in the room, and instructed him, "You will stay there for one night, and we will leave tomorrow,"

He glanced and saw Xie Nanqing's downcast eyes, as if he knew what he was thinking in his heart, he stretched out his hand to stroke his hair, "What are you thinking, I am your boss, you came on a business trip and returned with an injury What kind of."

Xie Nanqing sniffled and muttered softly, "But it's obviously not a business trip."

Zhuo Cheng choked, and stretched out his hand to pinch Xie Nanqing's face, and soon a red mark appeared on his face.He let go of his hand, and patted the red marks on his face as if covering up his evil deeds, "Don't think about it, go to sleep."

Xie Nanqing responded, walked to another hospital bed and lay down with her clothes on, looking at Zhuo Cheng with bright eyes, "Good night, Mr. Zhuo."

Zhuo Cheng looked at him and laughed, "Good night, little idiot."

When Xie Nanqing woke up the next morning, Zhuo Cheng was no longer in bed.

The windows were wide open, and gusts of wind blew in, waking up his chaotic brain.

With a start, he immediately turned over and got out of bed, put on his shoes in a hurry, and was about to go out in a hurry.

"What are you doing?" Zhuo Cheng saw that he was almost tripped by the foot of the bed as soon as he entered the door, his heart skipped a beat, and he took a few steps forward to hold Xie Nanqing down with his good hand.He was concerned but confused, and his tone was fierce, "You think your face is a city wall. If you fall like this and hit the floor head-on, who is stronger?"

Xie Nanqing pursed her lips, her face was full of displeasure, as if she dared not speak out.

Zhuo Cheng resisted the idea of ​​pinching his mouth, and asked him, "Just say what you want, those who don't know will think I'm trying to exercise dictatorship."

So Xie Nanqing muttered softly, "I thought you were missing, I want to find you..."

Zhuo Cheng laughed, "I'm an adult, so where can I go?"

Xie Nanqing lowered his head and picked his fingers, but did not speak.

Zhuo Cheng pressed his hair on his messy sleeping hair, "Don't worry about it all day long."

"Oh." Xie Nanqing responded in a low voice, looked behind him, and asked, "What are you doing?"

"Going out for a stroll," Zhuo Cheng said, "I wanted to buy breakfast, but I thought you weren't awake, so it should be cold when I buy it later."

Xie Nanqing didn't know that when Zhuo Cheng was so caring,

He straightened his messy hair and said, "Then I'll go buy it, and you can rest for a while."

He bought two cups of porridge and some steamed dumplings outside the hospital. He didn't know what Zhuo Cheng liked to eat, so he bought a little of each.

He carried a bag of food and walked towards the ward, before he reached the ward, he heard a noise coming from Zhuo Cheng's ward.

"... Your younger brother was taken away by the police and he doesn't know when he will be able to come out. Seeing that the Mid-Autumn Festival is about to be celebrated, it can't be that our family is not all together? It's not good for our family to make trouble outside. Shall we bring him back first?"