On cold winter nights, there are always few stars.

More than half of the year has passed, and the hospital, which was originally on duty with fewer shifts, has also begun to resume normal work.

The lights in the corridor are a bit dim, and the bulbs are broken and can only be used barely. After all, it is a bit embarrassing to call the maintenance master to come over at this point.

In the single ward, Gu Jinghong looked at Qi Luo who had fallen into a deep sleep, rubbed his forehead, got up and took the leftover food, and went to the trash can to throw it out.

In the middle of the night, there were still relatively few people in the ward area. After Gu Jinghong left, Qi Luo slowly opened his eyes.

'Click——'

A small voice came from the door, and Qi Luo didn't think much, thinking that Gu Jinghong had returned after finishing the garbage, so he continued to close his eyes and continue to sleep.

After all, only sleep can preserve physical strength.

But the footsteps of the person coming were very light, as light as if they were stepping on soft cotton. It was the unique sound of hospital rubber flat shoes.

Quiet, not noisy.

Still did not open his eyes, Qi Luo lay on the hospital bed with his head sideways, he felt a strong gaze on his face and body, as if there was no sound of breathing, he seemed extraordinarily calm.

Fierce, yet sad.

The man's eyes were fixed on Qiluo, and he raised one hand, slowly lifted the broken hair on Qiluo's forehead, and gently stroked his cheek.

Eyes open suddenly—

Ling Niyue was startled, and subconsciously took two steps back.

Qi Luo was also taken aback, he didn't expect Director Ling to be the one who sneaked in, he was startled and said: "Ling, Director Ling, why are you here?"

Ling Niyue's eyes flickered, she held the hand that touched Qiluo just behind her back, and turned her head: "It's nothing, I'm on the night shift today, so I'll take a look at your situation."

It has been five days since Qi Luo woke up. Although Qi Luo mentioned a few things about Ling Niyue in these days, she never showed up.

Qi Luo never thought that she would sneak into her ward in the middle of the night.

"That's it..." Qi Luo wanted to get up, but Ling Niyue pushed her back.

"The wound on your body hasn't healed yet, so you can't move around."

Feeling Ling Niyue's concern, Qi Luo smiled softly and said, "Okay, thank you."

For a while, the room fell into a long silence.

Late night will always bring people an indescribable sense of depression. Only through the dark night can we express all our thoughts.

Ling Niyue is like this, and so is Qiluo.

"Director Ling." Qi Luo opened his mouth first, he nodded slightly, looked at Ling Niyue who was wearing a white coat in front of him, and said, "Have you gone to see my son?"

Ling Niyue paused, then nodded slightly: "I see, although he is small, he is very healthy. If he can take good care of him, he will grow into a healthy child."

Hearing this, Qi Luo's eyes showed a different look, he nodded, and said with a smile: "I don't believe what other people say, but Director Ling said that, I think he is really good."

Ling Niyue was stunned, and looked down at him: "Why?"

"Perhaps Director Ling gave me the feeling that what I say is what I say." Qiluo said in a low voice, "I sounded particularly concerned about what you said."

These words were like a small hammer hitting Ling Niyue's heart softly.

The fortress that she had just strengthened began to collapse in an instant.

Can't stay any longer.

Ling Niyue sighed leisurely, and said to Qi Luo: "It's so late, you can continue to rest, I'll go to other wards for a while."

After that, she turned around and left.

"and many more--"

Qi Luo suddenly sat up from the bed, because the violent movement caused a sharp pain in the abdomen, and cold sweat burst out all at once.

Ling Niyue was taken aback, and hurried over to lift up his hospital gown, seeing that the bandaged wound had started to ooze blood, her face turned pale all of a sudden, and subconsciously cursed: "I'm all with you!" I said don’t move around, why are you still so disobedient, aren’t you...!!”

Suddenly, Ling Niyue paused, she saw Qi Luo's big eyes staring at her without blinking.

"Director Ling, have you heard stories about mother and child connecting hearts?"

Qi Luo leaned softly in her arms and whispered, "If I hurt, will you hurt too?"

Like a thunderbolt in the clear sky, Ling Niyue looked at Qiluo in disbelief: "You child, what nonsense are you talking about?"

Qi Luo covered her wound with one hand, and grabbed Ling Niyue's white coat with the other, and said in a coquettish tone: "My wound hurts so much, I feel like my intestines are about to flow out, what should I do?"

Ling Niyue turned pale with fright, hurriedly rang the call bell at the bedside, put Qiluo back on the hospital bed and said anxiously: "I'm going to prepare for the operation, bear with me!"

Qi Luo quickly grabbed her: "Wait a minute!"

He raised his sweaty forehead to look at the woman in front of him, frowned and said, "Why don't you recognize me, you are my biological mother, aren't you?"

Why did he have to say it himself?

Obviously he is the biggest victim of this incident, why is he still asking him one by one?

When I was lying on the operating table that day, I heard Ling Niyue say that I was his son, why didn't I want to see myself when I woke up?

Qi Luo wanted to regard Ling Niyue's words as her tinnitus before she fell into a coma, but why didn't she come to see him for a week after the end?

He is not a fool, but he thinks he is a fool.

In this way, he can recognize Yu Wanyan as his biological mother and the Gu family as his destination.

But praying can't do it.

Whether it's taking the journalism department, or trying to get in touch with Jinfeng's family in a low voice, he wants to have a home that belongs to him.

"Stop talking nonsense, okay?" Ling Niyue also blushed anxiously, she clutched Qiluo's hospital gown: "The nurse will be here soon, let me see your sutured wound first!"

Qiluotong's eyes were all dazzled, and he lay on the bed with his eyes closed tightly, like a dehydrated fish, he could only gasp for breath.

The nurses came quickly, and they were stunned when they saw Ling Niyue here, but they couldn't help but gasped when they saw the wound on Qiluo's abdomen.

You must know that in about 5 days, the wounds are basically full, and now the collapse is basically the same as a direct stabbing.

Looking at Qi Luo, Ling Niyue couldn't hold back anymore, and held his hand tightly.

"It hurts..."

Qi Luo cried and said, "It hurts so much..."

Ling Niyue also cried into a ball: "Mom knows that you are in pain, you will be fine in a while, you will be fine in a while."

She wiped her tears and said to the familiar nurse: "Give Qiluo a painkiller injection first, the child can't stand the pain, give an injection first and then call Dr. Qiao over."

"okay!"

"Come and help me take off his clothes, and prepare some sterile cotton balls."

"Alright Director Ling."

"Is there anyone still using the operating room?"

"No one is using it so late, if you want to use it, I will inform them."

"Hurry up, I'll accompany you here."

Listening to Ling Niyue's deep and hoarse voice, Qi Luo held her hand tightly, as if she had finally grasped her own world.

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After being dragged in for an operation during the Chinese New Year, Dr. Qiao was dragged out of the house again in the middle of the night, and came to the operating room wearing his own house slippers.

Dr. Qiao yawned and asked, "What happened to Qiluo?"

Did something happen again in the middle of the night?

While helping him put on the surgical gown, the little nurse said, "The wound is open and the bed is covered in blood. Director Ling is staying with him inside."

Dr. Qiao wondered, why did it split?

Before he could get dressed, he saw the door of the operating room was opened. Ling Niyue took off the mask and handed the blood-stained gloves to the intern who had been following behind him.

When she saw Dr. Qiao, she was slightly stunned, and then she seemed to think of something, and said to Dr. Qiao, "I'm sorry, I've finished Qiluo's operation, so it's a waste of time for you."

The little nurse who was still helping Dr. Qiao tie the belt was shaken and tied a knot.

Dr. Qiao glanced at her, and asked embarrassingly, "Is Director Ling able to operate?"

Ling Niyue looked at Dr. Qiao with some embarrassment, and bowed deeply: "Thank you for taking care of Qiluo all the time. From now on, I will take care of him."

This thank you said was unclear, Dr. Qiao Erzhang Monk couldn't figure it out, and he always felt very familiar.

Watching Ling Niyue leave with a blank face, she turned around and asked the little nurse behind her: "After the operation, can I go home and sleep?"

The little nurse also looked up at him blankly: "It seems so."

Although confused, but things seem to be better than I imagined?

early morning.

Gu Jinghong watched Qi Luo push out from the operating room, and couldn't help but glance at Ling Niyue when he was flustered.

"Director Ling."

Gu Jinghong looked at the middle-aged woman in front of him, and said calmly, "Did you tell him something?"

Ling Niyue paused, and then said: "I'm sorry, Qi Luo seems to have noticed it, so I just said everything."

She stretched out her hand to touch Qiluo's sleeping face, slightly raised the corners of her mouth, held Qiluo's hand that was placed aside, and looked at her son lovingly.

The lost and recovered treasure, she doesn't want to lose it again.

"Mr. Gu." Ling Niyue looked at him, and said with a soft smile, "Go and rest too, I'll just stay here with him."

She still has a lot of things she wants to say to Qi Luo, the meeting just now was too hasty, Ling Niyue still wants to wait for Qi Luo to wake up, and have a good talk with him.

Tell me the story of their Ling family.

Also listen to Qiluo's own story.

Being separated for too long made Ling Niyue a little nervous and a little overwhelmed. She needed to spend the rest of the night thinking about what she should say when Qiluo woke up for the first time.

"Director Ling." Gu Jinghong took Qiluo's other hand, stared at the woman in front of him and said, "Let me stay with him."

After all, this treasure is also theirs.

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