The ex-boyfriend who pretended to be good has really become good

Lu Xinghe opened his mouth, his throat seemed to be stuffed with a large ball of wet cotton, and he couldn't speak a word.The huge surprise occupied all his mind, he stood up almost trembling, and the chair behind him hit the ground with a "bang!"

"Ajin, you're awake."

Finally, Lu Xinghe uttered a choked-up sentence in a hoarse voice, just this sentence made Duanmujin so distressed that he wished to get up and do a hundred push-ups immediately, to prove that he was in excellent health.

Of course, this is just a thought.Duanmujin, who had been in a coma for three days, was covered with iron sleeves everywhere, and it was difficult to move.

From Lu Xinghe's thinned face, blue-gray eyes full of distress saw his hands wrapped in layers of gauze.

Duanmujin was so distressed that he stretched out his hand to touch the gauze on Lu Xinghe's hand, his lips moved, and he spit out a few vague syllables indistinctly.

Lu Xinghe listened carefully, and asked: "Do you want water? No, no! You should call the doctor at this time, you wait for me! I'll call the doctor right away!"

Surprised and delighted, Lu Xinghe forgot that there was something called a calling bell in the room, and ran out of the ward as soon as he turned around, using the fastest speed in the sprint in the high school sports meeting.

Duanmujin widened his eyes, looked at Lu Xinghe's back, and then with a voice that seemed to have been polished by rough sandpaper, he said dryly, "It's not water, but a hug..."

Soon, doctors and nurses stood in front of Duanmujin's hospital bed, and a circle of people checked and checked Duanmujin to make sure that Duanmujin's brain was fine and his internal organs were fine. Take a breath.

As soon as the doctors left, Duanmuzhen sat in front of the hospital bed and counted how much trouble Duanmujin had caused to everyone during the past three days in coma. His tone was as fierce as the stepmother who gave Baixue a poisoned apple.

Lu Xinghe stood aside, his heart finally fell to the ground, and he was not in a hurry to say anything, but looked at Duanmujin who was frowning with a smile in his eyes.

With the next glance, he met Duanmujin's pitiful looking eyes, and the tone of his conversation with Duanmuzhen immediately became three points more righteous. Lu Xinghe saw the cunning flash in those blue-gray eyes, and went down. In a second, he heard the man complaining in a drake voice.

"It's reasonable, mom, you've only been here for a day. Isn't Xing Xing who has been with me all the time? By the way, did you tell my dad that I'm fine?"

Duanmuzhen's face was embarrassed by the rumors, Duanmujin suddenly became more reasonable, and the small mouth that had been quiet for three days began to babble, "My husband is a relative, my son was picked up in the trash, mom~ you don't love me Yes, my son's heart is broken."

"..." Duanmuzhen, who was still a little guilty, had a blue vein on his forehead.

Grandma Duanmu happily sat on the sofa beside him watching the show, looked at the stinky-faced grandfather beside her, and said with a smile, "Look, how energetic your grandson is."

"I just said that I don't need to see him." Grandpa Duanmu turned around and gathered the cashmere shawl on grandma's shoulders again, and said, "Your health is not good, and you don't sleep all night, so you can't make up for it."

Grandma Duanmu smiled and patted Grandpa's hand, then turned her head and said to Lu Xinghe: "It's been hard for Xinghe, I've been with Xiao Jinzi all the time. Now I can go home and sleep well. Look at your dark circles."

As soon as Grandma Duanmu said it, Lu Xinghe felt that his limbs were full of fatigue, perhaps that energy had let out, and the exhaustion he had endured for days all came back.

"Help Kui Xinghe, otherwise our old bones won't be able to bear it." Grandpa also turned to Lu Xinghe, and his face stopped smelling immediately, showing a kind smile. No matter how you look at it, Lu Xinghe is more pleasing to the eye than his own grandson .

"Little Jinzi has already woken up, so Xinghe doesn't have to stay with him to endure it any longer, and it won't do him any good to ruin his body."

"Thank you, grandpa and grandma." Lu Xinghe thanked him, his already gentle eyes fell on Duanmujin's thin face, seeing how Duanmujin opened his teeth and claws, he couldn't help but soften a little.

It's great to be young and full of energy.

That side Duanmujin quit, and howled dryly: "My grandparents, I'm chasing stars, it's fine if you don't create opportunities for me, but you still want to hold me back, it shouldn't be."

"..." Lu Xinghe turned dark and moved his eyes to the white wall, thinking that this person is cuter when he is still asleep.

Duanmuyin, who had always been a mural painter, drank a bottle of coffee in embarrassment, looked at Lu Xinghe beside him sympathetically, thinking that if it was him, he would die on the spot in embarrassment.

Duanmujin was injured, and he was still very weak after being in a coma for three days, and fell asleep again after making a fuss for a while.

At this time, it was already three o'clock in the morning of the next day, and Grandpa and Grandma Duanmu went home by car to catch up on sleep.

Duanmuzhen and Duanmuyin, who still had a lot of things to do in the company, were not so lucky. The aunt and nephew looked at each other, and finally decided to go back to the lounge of the office and forget about it.

Lu Xinghe was about to sleep on the escort bed for a while, he was afraid that Duanmujin would be the only one left at night, and it would be a small situation that no one would know if everyone left.

Fortunately, Duanmujin was upbeat and slept until dawn.It was rare for Lu Xinghe's biological clock to fail, and it was already eight o'clock when he woke up.

He first went to the hospital bed and looked at Duanmujin who was sleeping soundly. He touched Duanmujin's hand with his fingers, and got the response from his fingers. He knew that Duanmujin's waking up was not a dream of his, so he left to take care of it. Own.

When Duanmujin woke up again, it was already around ten o'clock in the morning. He opened his eyes and looked around for Lu Xinghe. When he was on the sofa looking at the person who was handling business with a tablet, he said tenderly and softly: "Uncle Lu, I'm hungry. .”

The pen in Lu Xinghe's hand accidentally drew a line on the electronic document, and he put the lock screen of the tablet on the small table beside him.Looking up helplessly, Duanmujin lay on the bed with only half of his cute face left, sighed, and said, "You can only eat liquid food now, I bought porridge, and I'll bring it to you."

After a while, Lu Xinghe came back with warm porridge. He put the porridge aside first, adjusted the bed, helped Duanmujin sit up, set up the table, put the porridge on the table, and said: "You can drink?"

Duanmujin, who was planning to take the spoon, rolled his eyes when he heard this, and changed his expression, continuing to pretend to be pitiful.

"It's okay." As soon as the arm was raised, he howled: "It hurts!"

"Where does it hurt?" Lu Xinghe asked nervously, looking up and down, afraid that there might be something wrong with Duanmujin that he hadn't discovered, so he naturally missed the triumphant smile hanging from the corner of Duanmujin's mouth.

"The back hurts, and it hurts as soon as I raise my hand." Duanmujin twitched the corner of his mouth, pretending to be strong and said: "It's okay, I will gradually stop the pain."

Lu Xinghe immediately thought of the burn on Duanmujin's back, frowned, and scolded himself for being negligent.

The injury on his hand was not serious, and it still hurt for a few days.Duanmujin's back injury is so serious, how can I let him eat by himself.

Lu Xinghe pulled over the chair, sat on the edge of the bed, picked up a spoon, scooped up a spoonful and blew it cold, and fed it to Duanmujin's mouth, "I forgot that you have an injury on your back, try it, is this temperature okay?"

The chair was still some distance away from the bed, Duanmujin stretched his neck and swallowed a mouthful of porridge.It was plain porridge that was too bland, but it was too sweet in Duanmu Jin's mouth right now.

There is no other reason, it is that Lu Xinghe rarely feeds him.The only thing is when Lu Xinghe is cooking, let him taste the saltiness.

Lu Xinghe doesn't really like the sticky behavior between lovers like feeding and feeding, maybe because of his age, his personality is a little cold, and he doesn't like to be too intimate in public.

Duanmujin had the guts to hide this thought, but at that time he was a bit arrogant, hoping that Lu Xinghe would take the initiative to sit in his arms, feed him coquettishly, or beg him to feed him.

As a result, until the two separated, Duanmujin's fantasy did not become a reality.

This time, Duanmujin also let go of his face, and when Lu Xinghe was about to feed him a second bite, he demanded even harder: "Uncle Lu, you are a little far away, I am struggling to eat."

Lu Xinghe looked at the distance between him and Duanmujin, even though his legs touched the edge of the bed, he still had to stretch his arms, the distance was indeed a bit far.

It was because he didn't fully consider the patient's needs, he accepted Duanmujin's opinion kindly, and sat on the hospital bed, "What about this time? Is it still far away?"

far!Sitting in my arms is not far away.Duanmujin passed the words through his throat, swallowed them back, and turned into a nod in a daze.

"It's not far away~ Uncle Lu treats me best~"

He really didn't dare to say it, for fear that such a good-tempered Uncle Lu would turn around and disappear.

"Don't be poor, eat." Lu Xinghe put a spoon into Duanmujin's mouth, and blocked the mouth that was smeared with honey.

Lu Xinghe didn't notice that Duanmujin's paws on one side crawled up to his waist vaguely.Through the air, I touched his back for a long time, and finally retracted it sullenly, too cowardly.

After eating, Duanmujin was sent for another inspection, and after confirming that there were no hidden dangers in his body, he was sent back.

Lu Xinghe was completely relieved this time. When Duanmu Yin came in the afternoon, he explained some things to Duanmu Yin, and in Duanmujin's tearful eyes, he waved mercilessly and left.

"Hey, brother, you're almost ready. Professor Lu has been with you for so long, why don't you go home and take a nap?" Duanmu Yin really couldn't see Duanmu Jin's pitiful appearance, and said angrily.

"What nonsense, I'm just reluctant, it's not that I don't feel bad." Duanmujin retracted his expression, and lay on the bed lazily, his lowered eyes were full of heartache.

The first time he woke up, seeing Lu Xinghe with a haggard face and black eyes, his heart was about to break.

Annoyed why he didn't wake up earlier, he had to be in a coma for so long, causing Lu Xinghe to worry about him.

More than once, he wanted to dare Lu Xinghe go home and sleep, but he swallowed the words again.He was still afraid, afraid that Lu Xinghe would not come back after he went back.

I'm also afraid that the Lu Xinghe who will come again will no longer be the gentle Lu Xinghe he is now.

Therefore, he hated his heart, hid his heartache, and greedily enjoyed Lu Xinghe's tenderness.

Who made him a sick number?There should always be a little bit of privilege for the sick number.

[The author has something to say: Jin Zi: Yes, that’s right, the first thing to do when you wake up is of course to hug.I am fireworks with different colors]