If the love is deep into the bones

Chapter 407 Silly

I pursed my lips tightly and walked to the head of the bed.

He turned his head slightly to look at me, obviously so weak, but his eyes and expression were so calm and calm.

He rolled his throat, "Why do you cry at every turn?"

The unbelievably hoarse voice made my eyes hold tears, one drop fell, followed by the second drop, which I couldn't hold back.

"I, I feel bad..."

"I should be more uncomfortable than you... Pain..." He said, but there was a smile in his eyes.

I quickly raised my hand and put the back of my hand against my lips, but I couldn't resist the whimpering.

He took a breath, "Okay...don't cry..."

"En!" I replied heavily, nodding heavily, but tears still fell.

He just looked at me like that, the smile in his eyes gradually faded, my body trembled due to depression, and I took a deep breath, "I really, really don't cry anymore..."

"Um……"

"You, how do you feel? Does it hurt?" As soon as the words came out, I felt that I was no different from a mentally retarded person. How could it not hurt?And he also said it was painful just now, so why can't I cherish some time and stop talking nonsense? !
"It's okay." He replied.

I wiped away my tears and didn't know what to say for a while. After two seconds of silence, he said again: "The eyes are swollen and blue."

"..." How could I not know what he was referring to, instinctively lowered my eyelids, and put the back of my hand against my eyes.

"Take a good rest." He said again, "I'll wait a few days for those things...cough..."

Before he finished speaking, he coughed lightly. My chest was startled, and I quickly asked, "What's wrong?"

"No, nothing?" He shook his head lightly, "It's just that his throat is a little dry..."

I saw that his lips, which had just been wiped with warm water, became dry again, his heart stabbed, but he couldn't do anything, and the bridge of his nose started to feel sore again.

Feeling helpless... so uncomfortable...

In his sickness, his more severe Adam's apple slid up and down twice before he spoke again, "Those things, after a few days when I feel better, I will deal with it...you don't have to worry so much."

"...I, I didn't worry too much." The only thing I was worried about was when he would be released from the intensive care unit and I would be able to guard him personally.

He closed his eyes lightly, paused, and looked down from my face to my arched stomach.

I froze for a second and quickly said, "Don't worry, the child is fine."

The corners of his lips were slightly curved, he nodded his head lightly, slowly raised his hand, and stretched it towards my lower abdomen.

Today he didn't have a drip on his hand, but there was a needle tube in the blood vessel on the back of his hand, which was pasted with white adhesive tape.

My heart shrank violently, and I quickly moved forward with my stomach outstretched, and carefully took his hand and covered it on my lower abdomen.

His hands didn't feel as cold as yesterday, but rather hot, dry, and rough...

His hands were always hot and dry before, but they didn't have such a rough feeling.

My tears fell down again, just splashing on the back of his hand. I raised my left hand, frantically trying to wipe it off, but I was afraid of hurting his hand, so I didn't dare to touch it when I got closer.

"Silly..." He said in a low voice, and my mouth narrowed and I quickly raised my head, but two tears still gushed out from my eyes.

"There's nothing to cry about, I'll be out of intensive care in two days."

"Ok!"

After two seconds of silence, he took a deep breath and said, "No move."

"He should be sleeping..."

"Heh..." He laughed, his voice hoarse, "You are the only one who can say it."

"..." I don't know what to say now, I don't know what to say...

After a few seconds of silence, his hoarse voice sounded again, "I'm a little tired."

My heart sank, because I was reluctant to let go, but I still held his hand carefully, moved it away from my stomach, and put it down, "Then you rest, I'm in the hospital, if you wake up and want to see me..."

"In the hospital?" There was a little panting in his voice.

"I'm fine. I was worried about what happened to the child in the hospital, so I was hospitalized..."

His gaze stayed on my face for two seconds before he hummed softly and said, "By the way, tell the police that I will wake up and see them tomorrow."

"tomorrow?"

"Ah."

"Tomorrow should be a little more energetic."

But after just saying a few more words, his breathing became a little heavier. I felt distressed, but the only thing I could do was to nod to him, and then leave, so that he could rest at ease.

When I got out of the ICU, I cried again. Liang Yi had already seen the surprise, and asked the nurse for a tissue for me.

I took the tissue, wiped my nose and tears, stared blankly at the door of the intensive care unit for a while and asked, "By the way, didn't I ask you to find someone to watch Vice President Chen and Xiao Songzi yesterday?"

"En." Liang Yi responded.

"Is there any news?"

"I called and asked last night, it's normal, nothing unusual, it's just the company and home."

I lowered my eyes and lowered my head slightly, "Brother Tian... Before the accident, did I tell you about the little pine nuts?"

"No." Liang Yi replied simply.

I raised my eyes and looked at him sideways, "Then you think it's Xiaosongzi, just because he has stayed in country M before and knows Nick?"

Liang Yi pursed her lower lip, paused for two seconds and then took a deep breath and let it out, "Although Brother Tian didn't mention him, sometimes I can feel that Brother Tian is worried about him."

"..."

"I don't know how to describe that feeling. It's like not liking him, but it's not..."

"I understand." Because I also felt it, "It's not that I don't like it, it's not that I hate it, but it's targeted."

"Yes, that's the feeling." Liang Yi turned to look at me, "I used to think that it might be because of you, sister-in-law, so Brother Tian was targeting him, but this time..."

I was silent for a while, then asked again: "Do you also think Xiaosongzi has something for me?"

"I felt it before."

"before?"

"That's when you haven't come here yet."

"..." So, the feeling I had many times at that time was not because I was narcissistic, but because he hid it too well?
When I returned to the ward, Assistant Wang was sitting on the bed with his laptop and tablet turned on. When he saw me coming in, he straightened up and called me.

I asked her, "How's the situation over there?"

"I think the control is pretty good, just wait for the market to open at 09:30 to see the situation."

"Yeah." I replied without saying anything.

I don't know why, but I felt more decadent than what I did, and only then did I realize that Gao Tianzhang's accident seemed to have lost all energy.

Is it because of being tired, or because seeing him wake up, the heart of dependence arises again?

Yes, I still rely on him so much, but after waiting for him to deal with it in a few days, my heart is settled, and the initial anxiety and anxiety are completely gone.

It seems that as long as he is here, there is nothing that cannot be solved.

(End of this chapter)