When Tang Song passed by Shang Shiyu, he silently pulled the blanket over her before pushing open the door of the intensive care unit and walking in.
When the nurse inside saw him appear, she quickly stood up and greeted him: "Doctor Tang."
He nodded calmly: "How is the situation?"
“All the data are stable.”
Tang Song said nothing, but carefully looked through the records on the bedside. He was always uninhibited in his daily life, but he was extremely serious when working.
As if disturbed by their voices, Tang Wei, who had been lying there, finally slowly opened his eyes.
"Awake?" Tang Song put the thermometer to his lips, "Take your temperature if you wake up."
Tang Wei held the thermometer in his mouth and looked around the room. Not seeing the familiar figure, his eyes darkened and there was a hint of worry between his brows. She must be feeling bad!
Tang Song saw through his thoughts and moved aside, "She didn't leave. Here, she's sitting outside."
As he spoke, he pointed his finger outside.
Tang Wei looked over and saw her sitting there, sleeping quietly. She had obviously cried too hard yesterday. Even without opening her eyes, one could see that her eyes were swollen. There was a tired look on her little face, which made him feel distressed.
He took the thermometer from his lips. "She sat here all night?"
"Yeah." Tang Song nodded and looked at Tang Wei. Meeting his disapproving look, he explained, "It's not that I don't care about my sister-in-law, it's that she cares too much about you. Grandpa and I took turns to persuade her, but we couldn't persuade her. She insisted on waiting for you here."
The word "sister-in-law" made Tang Wei's heart fluctuate.
He stared at her with a deep gaze, without saying a word. In his eyes, there seemed to be longing, expectation, and hope. But in the end, it turned into sadness, "It's okay to yell in front of me, but don't do it in front of her."
Tang Song didn't care, "I think she really wants to be my sister-in-law. Okay, take your temperature first."
"You should ask her to sleep somewhere else. She'll be cold if she sleeps like this."
"The person you should worry about most now is yourself, don't worry about others." Tang Song put the thermometer between his lips and teeth.
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Shang Shiyu was in a daze and couldn't sleep well. The nightmares lingered in her mind, pulling at her nerves.
"Tang Wei..."
"Tang Wei..."
She screamed in pain twice, and the familiar gentle voice rang in her ears, "Shang Shang, wake up, you are having a nightmare."
Shang Shiyu opened his eyes with all his strength, and what he saw was a pair of eyes full of worry.
Tang Wei was sitting in a wheelchair, with one hand around her shoulder, patting her gently.
When Shang Shiyu saw him, he felt a pang of sadness and held his hand tightly back.
"What did you dream about?" Tang Wei asked.
"..." Shang Shiyu said nothing, just resting her head on his shoulder and shaking her head. She didn't want to mention it again.
"Why did you come out?" Shang Shiyu calmed down and asked him. Her eyes fell on his face. It must be an illusion. She felt that he seemed to be much thinner today than yesterday.
Tang Wei smiled slightly, "My condition is relatively stable now, and I am about to be transferred to the general ward."
"The air outside is pretty good now, you can go out for some fresh air. Come back to the ward later for breakfast." Tang Song walked out of the intensive care unit and talked to them.
Shang Shiyu wanted to be alone with him.
She squatted down, folded up the blanket on her body, and carefully put it on him. Tang Wei smiled, looked at her level, and said helplessly, "Shang Shang, I'm just a patient, not an old man. You don't need to wrap me so much."
"It's cold this morning." Shang Shiyu tried to sound as relaxed as possible. "Wrap yourself up more. It won't be a bad thing."
Tang Wei stared at her with deep eyes, and stroked her pretty but tired face with his big hand for a long while, then said with pity and self-blame: "I'm sorry, I made you sad."
He was talking about his own illness.
Shang Shiyu's eyes were hot.
"Yes, you made me sad." She took a deep breath, "Three years ago, you didn't want me, and three years later, you pushed me away. Both made me very sad, very sad!"
Tang Wei felt pain in his eyes, "Shang Shang..."
"So, from now on, you are not allowed to push me away, you are not allowed to abandon me, and you are not allowed to leave me again!" Shang Shiyu said the last sentence very seriously.
Tang Wei pursed his lips tightly and looked at her sadly, "If it's possible..."
"I don't want to hear 'if'!" She hurriedly put her small hand on Tang Wei's lips, looking at him steadily, so firmly, so bravely, "I want your 'definitely'! Tang Wei, I want you to marry me!"
Tang Wei's Adam's apple rolled, and he had a lot to say, but in the end, he just grabbed her little hand that was covering his lips and kissed her passionately.
"Okay." He agreed reluctantly.
If he could survive, he would agree to anything she asked for.
Shang Shiyu cried and laughed, took a deep breath and swallowed the hot tears, "Then I'll push you out to get some fresh air. I'll have breakfast with you later. Then I'll have lunch and dinner with you..."
"Shang Shang, you shouldn't give up your work for me."
"You are my job. No, you are much more important than the job. After all, you are my boss!" Shang Shiyu smiled and put his chin on his shoulder. "Boss Tang, I can still get paid for taking care of you in the hospital, right? Hmm?"
Tang Wei smiled indulgently, "Of course. You can have as many as you want."
"Then just give me half! If you marry me, your half will be all mine."
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When the two of them returned to the ward for breakfast, there were two beds, one large and one small, in the ward. A variety of breakfasts were already on the table, filling the room with fragrance.
Tang Wei asked the nurse: "Why are there two beds?"
"The remaining bed is mine." Shang Shiyu looked at the breakfast and looked up at him with a mischievous wink and smile, "Do you think two beds take up too much space? Actually, I think so too. One bed is enough for the two of us."
The nurse laughed as she listened. She was such a straightforward girl.
Shang Shiyu didn't feel embarrassed, but Tang Wei was helpless. He hugged her and held her on his lap, "Shang Shang, you are getting more and more naughty."
Shang Shiyu glanced at the nurse beside him, and then her face turned slightly red. The nurse was very tactful, and when she saw the two of them like this, she quickly opened the door and left, leaving a separate room for them.
She leaned close to Tang Wei's ear and asked, "So you don't want to sleep with me anymore?"
Tang Wei held her hand and looked at her with deep eyes, "What do you think?"
"..." Shang Shiyu pouted, as if complaining, and deliberately muttered: "You hide everything from me anyway, how can I guess what you are thinking."
"I want to, I want to very much. That's why we can't sleep in the same bed." Tang Wei's lips were pressed against her earlobe, and his warm breath hit her fair cheek.