Qi Jin thought for a moment that it was raining.
His eyes were attracted by a gust of wind outside the window, only to see layers of clouds covering the top, but no raindrops.
It's just an illusion-
The doctor's words brought his attention back to the X-ray of the light plate: "Mr. Qi, you are recovering well. For patients with fractures of the ulna and radius, it is relatively fast."
The doctor pointed at the location of the fracture line on the X-ray. The blood stasis had completely dissipated, and the fracture line was almost invisible. The doctor drew it out with his finger before he noticed it. A layer of primitive callus grows around the fracture site, which is combined internally and externally, and it can be said that it basically reaches the standard of clinical healing.
"At this rate of recovery, the cast can be removed next week and slowly start exercising the wrist and fingers. For the upper arm, simple movements should be fine, but you must avoid strenuous exercise and large twists."
next week.
Qi Jin's eyes lit up slightly, and she couldn't hold back her joy: "Really? That's great... It's a lot more convenient in life. After all, it's always been taken care of, and I'll feel bad about it."
Hearing the words, the doctor added: "You have recovered so quickly, you must be well taken care of by your family."
Qi Wei smiled and said, "Well... My diet and work schedule are much better than before, and I'm usually very careful not to let me fall and bump into each other. It must be related to these aspects."
The doctor gave a "Oh" as if he had come to a realization, and while writing the follow-up report, he said, "Your lover is really considerate to you."
Qi Jin was stunned when she heard those two words. After she regained her senses, the corners of her lips turned up slightly. She nodded and smiled, "Yes... my lover is indeed very considerate... very considerate."
After the follow-up consultation, Qi Jin walked out of the doctor's office, and the first action was to stride towards the waiting hall.
During the waiting period, he had sent a text message to Shen Yan, informing him of his floor and location, but the two text messages were not responded to. Just as he was about to make a call, his number just happened to appear on the screen, and a nurse came to lead him to take an x-ray. Qi Jin had to send a third text message at that time: [I'm going in first, if you come up, just wait for me in the waiting hall. 】
Now that his business is over, he trots forward, checking text messages and phone records—still no response.
Are they still talking
Just as he was about to dial the number, he suddenly saw a familiar figure sitting quietly in the hall with a lost expression, looking sideways at the gray sky outside the window, making no sound.
"Shen Yan," Qi Jin breathed a sigh of relief, put down his phone and greeted him, "So you've already arrived?"
Hearing his voice, the person in the chair trembled slightly and turned to look at him in a trance. Then, for some unknown reason, he suddenly raised his hand and made a groping forward motion.
Qi Jin didn't know why, but he naturally reached out to take it and held it lightly.
- Hands are a little cold.
Qi Jin said in her heart, she couldn't help but hold it tighter, trying to pass her body temperature to the other party.
This action attracted a lot of strange gazes in the hall, and some people even pointed at them while biting their ears. But Shen Yan didn't respond, Qi Jin also turned a blind eye, and sat down beside him as usual, without any intention of letting go.
"What's the matter, why don't you answer my text messages?" Qi Jin asked with a smile.
"SMS..." Shen Yan repeated in a dull voice, pausing for a while, as if she had finally remembered the meaning of the word, and closed her eyes tiredly, "Sorry... I just didn't pay attention to my phone."
After that, the other hand wiped his face silently, as if forcing himself to wake up.
Qi Jin rarely saw him like this.
Besides, when they went out this morning, Shen Yan's every move was normal, so that the gap was even more obvious. Qi Jin stunned inwardly. After thinking about it, there could only be one reason in terms of time—
"You and that aunt... "Did you talk about something
"How's your review?" Shen Yan suddenly spoke at this time, and lightly intercepted what he had just said halfway through.
Seeing him ask this question, Qi Qin had to repeat what the doctor said to himself: "The results of the re-examination are very good, there has been no displacement since the operation, the fracture line on the X-ray has almost healed, and the bones have already healed. Bite slowly. The doctor said...the cast will be removed next week."
The last sentence Qi Jin subconsciously slowed down his speech.
He knew that when to remove the plaster used to be a very sensitive topic, because it was related to the length of time he stayed with Shen Yan.
Although I have already planned to buy a car in the future, the down payment must be prepared in advance, and the car purchase procedures cannot be completed in a short period of time. If the leader of the TV station asked him to go back to work immediately, he might really have to temporarily move back to the apartment and be separated from Shen Yan for a while. Shen Yan himself should know this.
Surprisingly, Shen Yan didn't say a word after listening, only the hand holding him slowly tightened.
"… how should I do?"
After a long while, a few words came hoarsely.
Qi Jin was startled and looked at him blankly for a while, not understanding what he was referring to.
The ash-like sky outside seemed to be buried in Shen Yan's eyes, and it couldn't warm up or survive. Rather than asking questions, he was muttering to himself, "What can I do... to make you need me more?"
That sentence was the last sentence Shen Yan said in the morning.
On the way back, he kept silent until the end, no matter how Qi Jin asked him, he just shook his head lightly, saying that he was fine.
Of course Qi Jin didn't believe it.
"I've always needed you."
When the two stood face to face on the bus, Qi Jin lightly touched his chest, looked at each other, and repeated her answer in the hospital in a low voice. Shen Yan looked at him silently, but smiled weakly without saying anything. No matter how many times Qi Jin told him, he always had the same reaction.
Qi Jin knew that his problem was not as simple as it was literally, it was more complicated and obscure.
Obviously aware of it, but can not give a better answer.
This contradiction makes Qi Jin feel anxious—
"Little guy, don't you need him too? If it were you, how would you tell him?"
"Meow?"
Naturally, Xiaohui didn't understand these words, and continued to practice rolling in his arms without any heart, as if he was lazily not asking about the world after filling his belly.
Qi Jin began to envy the cat's spiritual world.
After returning home, apart from not speaking, Shen Yan behaved the same as usual. First of all, he came to the nest of the little return date without saying a word, ground half a bowl of dry food for the hungry little guy, mixed it with a fragrant and sweet milk paste, and then sat quietly to the side and gently combed his ears with his hands The fluff at the nest is so comfortable that the little guy's eyes are narrowed into two slits.
He watched the small return period burying his head and eating hard, and Qi Jin looked at him.
Seeing the kitten enjoying the care he gave, a faint smile hung on his lips. It seems that the emptiness of being "needed" has been filled a little, but it is far from enough.
"I'm going to prepare lunch."
After a long time, Shen Yan got up.
Even the only sentence used to break the silence expressed the same meaning. And when he said that, his eyes still didn't look at Qi Jin.
I'm here to help. Qi Jin originally wanted to say that.
But when I think of Shen Yan's words "make you need me more", my own help might have the opposite effect. Qi Jin hesitated for a moment, but finally swallowed the words, and stayed in the living room alone to play with the small return period. It's just that his eyes kept glancing at the silent and busy lonely back in the kitchen from time to time.
"Is it disturbing because I said the cast could be removed next week, making him think I might be away for a while?"
The little returnee pricked up his ears innocently and looked at the master with wet eyes. He didn't understand why the master kept frowning and muttering to himself, making him want to scratch the place with his furry claws.
"Or, does he think... I don't rely on him enough?" At least that's the literal analysis. But, what was the opportunity for Shen Yan to think so
The small return period was confused and took a nap.
Qi Jin's sighing voice had no more meaning to it than hypnosis. So he stretched his waist, and got under the hem of Qi's clothes to keep warm and dozed off.
Suddenly, there was a sound of "clang" in the kitchen, which seemed to be the sound of a knife falling on the desk.
Qi Jin was startled, and quickly turned over to stand up, causing the little returnee, who was sleeping hazy, to roll onto the floor, and immediately rolled into a ball of hair.
"Meow—" It stood up innocently and shook its hair, complaining in a soft voice that its master was reckless.
However, its owner had no time to turn around and could only rush to the kitchen.
"What just happened?"
Before Qi Jin entered the kitchen, anxious voices had already arrived.
From this angle, he could only see the man's back, with his shoulders slightly tucked inward, his head lowered, and he was holding his other hand.
Qi Jin could roughly guess what this gesture represented.
Taking a closer look, as expected, there was a kitchen knife lying on the countertop, blood on the blade, and sporadic streaks on the surface of the white tiles, even the edge of the cutting board. Qi Jin took a deep breath: "Have you cut your hand? Let me see-"
Shen Yan slowly turned her head.
His expression was surprisingly calm, as still as if he didn't feel any pain in his fingers, he was just confused, as if he didn't know what was going on, his right hand held his left hand, and he had no intention to stop the bleeding. Qi Jin was very anxious, grabbed his injured hand, and pulled over half-forced to take a closer look.
It's okay...the cut isn't particularly deep.
Qi Jin was in a hurry for a moment, so he lowered his head and covered it without even thinking about it. The tongue gently pressed against the wound, and the bloody smell spread in his mouth immediately, and the smell similar to rust made his eyebrows gradually tighten.
Qi Jin's action seemed to finally make Shen Yan regain his sobriety for a moment, and said in a voiceless voice, "Qi Jin, I'm fine..."
He wasn't listening at all, insisting on getting the blood stains off.
"Qi Jin."
Shen Yan called him for the second time, her voice was lower and more hoarse than before, which softened the hearts of those who listened. Hearing such a call, Qi Jin unconsciously opened her mouth.
At that moment, Shen Yan gently pulled his fingers away, Qi Jin raised his head, and was about to ask "how did you cut yourself?", but the hand turned around without warning and clasped his chin. Qi Jin was stunned for a moment, before he could see the emotions in the eyes on the opposite side, the breath of gas from the surprise was silently blocked.
Among all their kisses so far, this was a rare one, initiated by Shen Yan.
Although the time and place are unexpected, it doesn't matter. Qi Jin could clearly feel the overflowing emotions inside. Persistent and strong.
"Well… "
He took a few breaths, closed his eyes obediently, and rubbed slowly.
Shen Yan pressed his entire body over.
Qi Jin could no longer retreat, his waist and eyes were against the edge of the desk, and his right hand stumbled up along his sleeve, involuntarily grabbing the solid shoulder.
A pot of soup on the stove was slowly simmering for half an hour. At this time, a large white mist curled up, filling the entire kitchen in the faint light. The pottery pot lid was lifted up because of the boiling soup, making a slight collision sound to cover up the sound of their breathing together.
"Shen Yan," Qi Jin hurriedly reminded with a short breath, "your injury has not yet..."
deal with it.
Before he could finish the remaining three words, Shen Yan leaned down to stop him from continuing to speak, and his wet lips pressed together again, entangled in his slight panting.
The taste of blood still remained in his mouth, astringent, which made him subconsciously not let the kiss deepen, but Shen Yan still broke in.
Shen Yan must have tasted that kind of taste himself—
Qi Jin opened his eyes in confusion, and quietly looked at the man in front of him from a close distance.
Too close to see clearly.
I only know that that face is not an expression immersed in pleasure, on the contrary... there is a little pain.
"Meow?"
Hearing the sound, Little Return looked blankly at the two fathers, his tail dangling.
The sound of the cat meowing from her feet suddenly woke Qi Jin up, her face was hot, and she finally made up her mind to push Shen Yan away gently.
"It's said that your injury hasn't been treated yet..."
He panted and said, holding Shen Yan's still bleeding hand.
Shen Yan's expression at the moment seems to be less depressed, and has regained a sense of reason. He silently watched Qi Jin clean the wound for him, hesitating to say anything.
After a while, he suddenly leaned over again, and seemed to be weakly burying his head on Qi Jin's shoulder.
Qi Jin was stunned for a while, and asked in a low voice, "Are you... not feeling well? Why don't we go out to eat at noon?"
Shen Yan's voice sounded like a cold, and her nasal voice was a little heavy: "No need, the food will be ready soon. I'll go find something to disinfect and stop the bleeding first, you can take the little one back when you return... There are a lot of things in the kitchen, don't hurt it. "
Qi Jin turned his head to observe his state, and it was relatively normal, so he nodded hesitantly.
In Shen Yan's house, Qi Jin's favorite lamp was the white chandelier on the dining table. Because its light is thick and warm, it is easier for people to confess what they really want to say when they sit below.
There is a sentence that has been brewing since he stepped into the house until now, and finally said it.
"When you go back to work in the afternoon, can I visit the class?"
Shen Yan's hand holding the bowl paused slightly.
There is also a Band-Aid on his hand, which has just been pasted.
The existence of this Band-Aid makes Shen Yan's following words less convincing: "Don't worry about me, I'm fine... You better rest at home."
"How can you not be worried?" Qi Jin smiled wryly.
Shen Yan, such a meticulous and cautious person, would actually cut his own finger because of distraction, how could it not be worrying. He calmed down and changed his rhetoric to stick to his original plan: "Anyway, I'm idle at home, you're busy with yours, don't worry about me, I can chat with Nurse Pang myself. If she's not free, I'll take the notebook and browse the web in your office."
Shen Yan was silent for a while.
Even in silence, Qi Jin could still hear his erratic breathing, which was shorter and heavier than usual.
"No, Qi Jin." After all, Shen Yan shook her head and said dryly, "Today... not possible."
"Why?" The reason was exactly what he wanted to know the most.
"Because I... I'm really uncomfortable today, and my work condition may not be very good." Therefore, I don't want you to see it.
After Shen Yan finished speaking, she sighed first.
Qi Jin once said that his appearance at work is what he most respects and admires the most, and he cannot let such an impression be destroyed by this unsatisfactory self. Now this self has no other thoughts except for temporarily calming down and digesting negative emotions on the grounds of work.
"It doesn't matter, I can adjust it myself. And tonight is your first game, right? You should stay at home and prepare well." Shen Yan smiled at him, although the smile was a little reluctant.
"Then, I'll accompany you for an hour. An hour is always enough, right?"
Qi Jin suddenly asked a question at this time.
Shen Yan didn't expect that he would still bargain, so he was stunned, but he couldn't beat him, so he had to agree.
When going out, Qi Jin decided to bring the small return date with him.
After all, the little guy doesn't have much time to play with the same kind when he grows up so big. Maybe he will meet a few in the hospital.
I don't know if that kiss played a role, but Shen Yan was not as silent as before. He listened to Qi Jin's words along the way, and occasionally answered two or three sentences.
When they arrived at the hospital, Qi Jin did not forget to greet the head nurse Ms. Pang first.
She seemed to have mistaken Qi Jin for Shen Yan's neighbor. She was not surprised by what happened to them together, and she kept saying that they were destined to live so close together. While they were smiling and chatting, a nurse came in and said to Shen Yan, who had just put on a white coat, "Doctor Shen, the puppy that was operated on last night seems to have passed the dangerous period, please go check it out."
When Qi Jin heard that it was the operation last night, her heart moved and she quickly asked, "Can I go see it together?"
Shen Yan nodded slightly.
He led Qi Jin to an isolation ward in the inpatient area. When I opened the door, I saw a two- or three-month-old Chinese pastoral dog lying quietly in the room. Most of its body was covered by a layer of soft quilt. Only a fluffy head was sticking out. The coat was very light. It's a light ash-gold like ear of wheat - it's very warm to look at.
The dog's ears were drooping because of weakness, his eyes were closed, and he only opened a slit when he heard the footsteps of them walking past.
But the body remained motionless.
"It was hit by a car, and its internal organs were damaged when it was delivered, and the internal bleeding was serious." Shen Yan explained in a low voice.
Qi Jin was a little startled just listening to his retelling, presumably the dog's appearance at that time must have been even more unbearable to look at. Thinking this silently in my heart, I approached lightly and carefully observed the puppy.
At this time, the little returnee in his arms stuck his head out and stared at the dog and barked, "Meow~"
The other party didn't respond, so Xiao Huiji struggled to get out one paw and stretched out in mid-air to scratch the dog's two listless ears.
"Shh... don't make trouble, the dog is sick and needs to rest." Qi Jin quickly took a step back, so as not to surprise the other party with the little return date.
"Meow meow meow!" Xiao returned aggrieved and slapped his arm with a meat pad in protest.
Strange to say, the puppy heard a burst of meowing during the return period, but his eyes were completely opened, his black eyes were very moist and calm, and he looked at the two people and one cat in front of him serenely.
Shen Yan put her hand on it gently, and touched the place between its two ears. Fingers crossed, back and forth, extremely gentle.
Its eyes remained open for a while, and finally closed again, returning to sleep again.
"Although the dangerous period has passed, there is no sign of inflammation and fever, but it will take a while to stay in the hospital for observation before insurance."
When Qi Qin heard the words, she suddenly remembered the interview she had done before, mainly focusing on the placement of the small animals after they were rescued, and asked, "When it fully recovers, its owner will come to pick it up, right?"
At this time, Shen Yan paused slightly.
Qi Jin noticed that his complexion had changed, and... not a good change.
Realizing that she might have said something wrong, Qi Wei was about to divert the conversation, but Shen Yan said slowly: "... No, the people who sent it were just kind people passing by, saying that its owner thought it couldn't be saved at the time. , even if it is rescued, it will not live long, so... it is no longer needed."