he is his world

Lu Xiaofeng smiled wryly and shook his head with a very sad and lonely expression: "No! The most satisfying years are not satisfactory, and it will only get worse and worse in the future!"

"Xiaofeng, tell me what's wrong with you? I'm really worried about you!"

Zhuo Mingyang looked very disturbed, he stretched out his hands and grabbed Lu Xiaofeng's shoulders to force him to look at him.

The two looked at each other, and Zhuo Mingyang saw crystal tears in Lu Xiaofeng's eyes.

"I'm fine, I just missed my mother suddenly. I feel really unfortunate. I lost my mother when I was ten years old, and I don't know where my father is. I haven't even seen his face since I was born. I I don’t even know what my father looks like, my life is really sad. I feel like a child who no one loves, I feel so lonely and scared!”

Lu Xiaofeng's heart hurts like being cut by a knife at this time. He really wants to ask about the invoice, but he is afraid that Zhuo Mingyang will tell himself "I'm going to marry Shanshan", so he guesses it is It's one thing, hearing it with your own ears is another thing, Lu Xiaofeng was lucky, he naively thought maybe if he didn't ask Zhuo Mingyang, he would never say such a thing to himself.

"Xiaofeng, don't do this! You still have me! I will..."

"My stomach hurts! It hurts! I feel so sick..."

Before Zhuo Mingyang finished speaking, Lu Xiaofeng suddenly frowned in pain. He covered his stomach with his hands, his face full of pain.

"Xiaofeng, what's wrong with you? Hold on, I'll take you to the hospital right away!"

Zhuo Mingyang panicked and picked up Lu Xiaofeng who was lying on the bed moaning in pain, and then hurriedly walked towards the door.

Going downstairs and opening the car door, Zhuo Mingyang put Lu Xiaofeng on the co-pilot, and then helped him fasten his seat belt: "Xiaofeng, bear with me, let's go to the hospital right away, it's okay, I don't need to be afraid here! "

Seeing Lu Xiaofeng in such pain, Zhuo Mingyang was heartbroken, and if he could, he would be willing to endure such torture instead of Lu Xiaofeng.

Back in the driver's seat, Zhuo Mingyang fastened his seat belt and hurriedly started the car and drove towards the hospital at high speed.

Along the way, in order to get to the hospital earlier, Zhuo Mingyang was so anxious that he ran through two red lights, turning his head from time to time to look at Lu Xiaofeng beside him: "Xiaofeng, we will be there soon, don't be afraid, I'm here exist!"

With Zhuo Mingyang by his side, Lu Xiaofeng would not feel fear even if he died at this moment, as long as he could die in Zhuo Mingyang's arms, he would feel happy.

The car soon arrived at the hospital. Zhuo Mingyang watched with heartache as Lu Xiaofeng was pushed into the operating room. It was acute appendicitis, which required immediate surgery to remove the diseased appendix. It was a minor operation without any risk, but when Zhuo Mingyang When Yang signed the consent form for the operation, his hands shook violently, as if the pen in his hand weighed a thousand catties. He was really afraid of losing Lu Xiaofeng.

"Hurry up and sign! It'll be fine, it's just a minor operation." The doctor urged Zhuo Mingyang, who looked at the overly nervous Zhuo Mingyang, with unbelievable eyes.

After signing the surgical consent form, all that remains is to wait.

Zhuo Mingyang anxiously walked up and down outside the operating room, kept looking into the operating room, praying that the operation would go smoothly and end quickly.

Appendicitis surgery is not a major operation, so naturally there will be no risk, but Zhuo Mingyang just cares too much, he cares too much about Lu Xiaofeng.

When he opened his eyes again, Lu Xiaofeng found himself lying in the hospital, with a pungent smell of disinfectant coming to his nostrils.

The anesthetic wears off, and the wound starts to ache.

Seeing Lu Xiaofeng frowned in pain, Zhuo Mingyang showed a distressed expression: "Xiaofeng, does the wound hurt?"

"I am fine."

Lu Xiaofeng smiled lightly, what is this little pain compared to the pain in his heart?

"You take a good rest and don't move around. The doctor said that you need to take a good rest now, and you can't eat for the time being. When you can eat, tell me what you want to eat and I will make it for you."

Zhuo Mingyang's eyes were as gentle as ever, which made Lu Xiaofeng feel very warm, but he didn't know if he could see such eyes again in the future.

"I feel sleepy, I want to sleep for a while, you go back first!"

Looking at the exhausted Zhuo Mingyang, Lu Xiaofeng felt very distressed. He didn't want this man to fall down because of him. He had worked hard all day, and now he was tossing and tossing for most of the night because of himself. Lu Xiaofeng really couldn't bear his hard work.

"Well, that's fine, then I'll come see you tomorrow." Zhuo Mingyang stood up from the chair, looked at Lu Xiaofeng who was lying on the bed with his eyes closed, then turned and walked towards the door.

The next day, instead of going to work, Zhuo Mingyang took a day off to come to the hospital to take care of Lu Xiaofeng, because nothing is more important than his Xiaofeng.

When he walked into the ward, Lu Xiaofeng was on the bed staring at the ceiling in a daze. Hearing the sound of footsteps at the door, he hurriedly turned his head and saw that the person who walked in was Zhuo Mingyang. Ming Yang cares about himself.

"You came."

Zhuo Mingyang walked towards Lu Xiaofeng with a gentle smile on his face: "Xiaofeng, how do you feel today?"

"The wound doesn't hurt anymore, and I have gas, the doctor said I can eat."

Lu Xiaofeng has already figured it out, as long as Zhuo Mingyang doesn't mention the marriage to him, he won't ask about the invoice, so just let himself be so blissfully happy and don't wake up!

"Really? That's great! Just tell me what you want to eat, and I'll buy it for you."

"Porridge and side dishes are fine." Lu Xiaofeng said with a slight smile.

"Okay, I really should eat something lighter in the morning, and I'll go out and buy it for you."

Saying that, Zhuo Mingyang stood up from the chair, then turned around with a smile and walked out of the ward.

A few minutes later, Zhuo Mingyang put the porridge and side dishes he bought on the small table, and handed the spoon to Lu Xiaofeng thoughtfully: "Xiaofeng, drink it while it's hot, this millet porridge is very nourishing for the stomach."

"Well, you can eat together too!" Lu Xiaofeng looked at Zhuo Mingyang and took the spoon in his hand with a smile.

"Okay, let's eat together."

After breakfast, Zhuo Mingyang packed the lunch box and threw it into the trash can.

"Xiaofeng, I'll go home and cook soup for you in a while, and then I'll bring a few changes of clothes. You should have a good rest now!"

"Okay."

After leaving the hospital, Zhuo Mingyang hurried to the market, bought fresh pork bones and yams, and went back to cook nutritious yam ribs soup for Lu Xiaofeng.

After more than three hours, the fragrant yam pork ribs soup was finally ready. Zhuo Mingyang put the soup in a thermos and returned to the hospital again.

Seeing his beloved drinking the soup he cooked with his own hands, Zhuo Mingyang was very happy. As long as Lu Xiaofeng felt happy, he would be happy.

After finishing the soup, Zhuo Mingyang picked up an apple and stood by the trash can to peel the peel. At this moment, the phone rang in a hurry.

Putting down the apple and fruit knife in his hand, Zhuo Mingyang took out his mobile phone from his pocket, and the caller ID was Wang Shanshan.

Zhuo Mingyang's expression froze when he saw the cell phone ringing loudly, and he hurriedly turned and walked towards the door of the ward.

Standing in front of the French window in the corridor, Zhuo Mingyang finally connected the phone: "Hello, Shanshan."

"Hey, Mingyang, do you have time tonight? I told my friends about our upcoming marriage, and they want to meet you. Can you come out for dinner tonight?"

"I'm sorry Shanshan, Xiaofeng is in the hospital, I have to take care of him."

Wang Shanshan was taken aback by Zhuo Mingyang's words: "What? You said Xiaofeng was hospitalized? What's going on?"

"It's acute appendicitis. He had an operation last night. He's fine now. I have to stay and take care of him, so let's make an appointment for dinner another day. I'll treat your friends to dinner another day."

"It's okay, as long as Xiaofeng is fine, you should take good care of him. By the way, which hospital is he in?"

"Second People's Hospital, okay, I won't tell you now, I have to go back and take care of Xiaofeng."

"OK Bye Bye."

"Bye-Bye."

Putting down his phone, Zhuo Mingyang hurried back to the ward and continued to peel apples for Lu Xiaofeng.

After a while, Zhuo Mingyang handed the peeled apple to Lu Xiaofeng: "Xiaofeng, eat an apple!"

"Thank you."

Lu Xiaofeng took the apple and took a big bite, it was sweet and crisp.

"Is the apple sweet?"

Zhuo Mingyang looked at Lu Xiaofeng with a smile, his eyes were so gentle.

"It's really sweet."

Lu Xiaofeng is sweet in his heart, and with Zhuo Mingyang by his side, even if he eats a potato, he still thinks it is sweet.

"By the way, Xiaofeng, I'm going to the ophthalmology department downstairs to find a classmate. You stay by yourself for a while, and I'll come back to accompany you later."

"Okay, you go to work first, I can do it by myself."

After Zhuo Mingyang left the ward, he walked into the elevator. The moment the elevator door closed, the door of another elevator next to him opened at this moment. Wang Shanshan walked out of the elevator with a fruit basket in her hand. Landing Xiaofeng walked to the ward.

After Zhuo Mingyang left, Lu Xiaofeng lay on the bed alone and looked out the window with his head tilted. Today's weather is not very good, gloomy, and the weather forecast said that there will be heavy rain today.

The door was gently pushed open at this time, and Lu Xiaofeng turned his head when he heard the sound, but he didn't expect that the person who walked in was Wang Shanshan. The moment he saw Wang Shanshan, Lu Xiaofeng's expression froze, and hostility appeared in his eyes.

"It's you! What are you doing here?"

Lu Xiaofeng's very unfriendly attitude made Wang Shanshan a little overwhelmed. She smiled awkwardly: "I heard Ming Yang said that you were hospitalized, so I came here to take a look." Wang Shanshan walked towards Lu Xiaofeng with a fruit basket walked over.

Lu Xiaofeng was really surprised by Wang Shanshan's actions. He never thought that Wang Shanshan would come to see him. In his heart, Wang Shanshan was his rival in love, but Wang Shanshan didn't think so. She never hated Lu Xiaofeng for taking Zhuo Mingyang's place. Love, she has always treated this 19-year-old self-willed boy like a younger brother. She sympathizes with him for having no parents since he was a child, and hopes that her future sister-in-law can give him some warmth. Wang Shanshan really wants to treat Lu Xiaofeng well, so today she coming.