62 Then you let me go
Nie Changhuan retracted his gaze and sat up with the help of the nurse after a while.
Because of the infusion, the sleeve of her left hand was rolled up to the position of her elbow, and there was an abrupt bruising mark on the exposed white arm.
The nurse took her temperature and went out again with the tray.
As soon as she left, Nie Manshuang and Lin Wenxuan immediately came in one after another.
Nie Changhuan immediately put down his sleeves calmly.
She raised her pale face and smiled obediently at the two of them: "Uncle, aunt."
She was afraid that they would find themselves in trouble, so she couldn't help but be pleased with two points in her smile.
Nie Manshuang glanced at her, thinking about the recent encounters between Liu Yi and Nie Changhuan, the two mothers and daughters, his eyes couldn't help but turn red.
She poured out the soup bowl that Lin Wenxuan had brought. Without saying anything else, she held the soup spoon to Nie Changhuan's mouth: "Open your mouth."
Nie Changhuan obediently opened his mouth and drank. Nie Manshuang gave her a few mouthfuls in a row, and Nie Changhuan drank silently.
Nie Manshuang slammed the spoon and put the bowl heavily on the table next to it.
Nie Changhuan's eyelashes trembled, she smiled, and quickly said, "Aunty, right..."
"Chang Huan, I'm your aunt." Nie Manshuang wiped his wet eyes with his head, choked up and said, "It's all this time, what aunt wants to hear is not your apology."
Nie Manshuang turned his head and looked at Nie Changhuan's haggard and pale face but kept smiling and pleased. For a while, she was distressed and hugged Nie Changhuan into his arms: "Changhuan, auntie knows you are very painful and uncomfortable. Auntie is holding you. , Can you cry, stop laughing, okay?"
In the end, Nie Manshuang cried first.
Lin Wenxuan also turned sideways with sore eyes.
Nie Changhuan leaned on Nie Manshuang's shoulder and tried his best to pull his lips, but his vision became obediently blurred, and tears fell one after another.
The tense emotions and body finally really relaxed at this moment, but Nie Changhuan felt that he couldn't hold it anymore and fell into a deep sleep before long.
Nie Manshuang gently held up Nie Changhuan's hand, looked at the bruise marks she could cover with her sleeves, and finally couldn't help but walked out of the ward quickly.
Lin Wenxuan chased it out.
Nie Manshuang's head leaned on his chest, sobbing and crying: "You said this is such a poisonous little girl to get such a cruel hand!"
Lin Wenxuan stood like a bamboo, and he could not say a word about it.
Nie Manshuang cried enough, and at the last tear, he said bitterly: "No, since I brought Changhuan to Whale City, I can't let her be bullied like this! Even if it's the Tang family or the Sheng family, it's not that I can provoke her. I can afford it, and I must make these two little girls pay!"
Lin Wenxuan said silently, "Tang Sihuai has to be taken into consideration. It is because of him that Huanhuan can come back this time without danger."
Thinking of Tang Sihuai's drenched body holding Nie Changhuan and appearing in the hospital, Nie Manshuang had a headache for a while.
She grabbed her long curly hair a little irritably: "Let me think about it again, anyway, this time, I will never let it go!"
Lin Wenxuan wanted to persuade him, but when he thought of Nie Changhuan’s appearance, she finally just said, “I ran into Chen Yanchuan next to Fu Sanshao downstairs this morning. It seemed that Fu Sanshao’s eyes had something wrong again. We Now that I'm here, I should go and take a look in accordance with the etiquette."
"What a coincidence?" Although Lin Wenxuan called him the day before yesterday, he did not promise to help find Nie Changhuan on the phone, but Nie Manshuang silently said, "It's time to go and see, now."
…
When Nie Changhuan woke up again, it was already her third morning in the hospital.
After the torrential rain, the sun shines on all things washed away by the torrential rain. It already smells like summer verdant vegetation, but the air is very humid.
The dampness mixed with the smell of the disinfectant in the ward made Nie Changhuan so dull that he couldn't get enough energy, and after a while, he opened his eyes again.
"Huanhuan?"
Tang Sihuai leaned over in surprise, met her dim gaze, and immediately locked the phone and put it aside.
"Huanhuan, how do you feel?" Tang Sihuai was so happy that he didn't even take a chair. He squatted down in front of the bed with one knee and touched Nie Changhuan's forehead. This was truly relieved. "Finally The fever is gone."
When his palm touched his forehead, Nie Changhuan shrank into the quilt.
Tang Sihuai was startled, then he smiled carelessly, and got up to pour her a glass of water: "Come on, Huanhuan, I will help you up."
Nie Changhuan really wanted to drink water, so he hurriedly got up. Tang Sihuai only supported her shoulder with a little strength. When Nie Changhuan sat down firmly, he put a pillow behind her, and immediately retreated and held it. distance.
When Nie Changhuan lowered his head and drank water, his mind was full of images of Tang Yaoyao pointing to her nose and cursing that day. He didn't want to look up to face Tang Sihuai, Tang Yaoyao's second brother.
But no matter how slow you drank a glass of water, there were times when you drank it, and Tang Sihuai and Tang Yaoyao were always two different people. Tang Yaoyao's bad treatment to her can't obliterate Tang Sihuai's goodness to her repeatedly.
Nie Changhuan finally raised his eyes to look at Tang Sihuai.
Tang Sihuai was looking at her, but his eyes narrowed slightly and his eyes were deep and distant, as if he had fallen into a certain memory, and he seemed to be looking at another person through her.
Nie Changhuan frowned slightly: "Brother Sihuai?"
Tang Sihuai suddenly returned to his senses and hurriedly raised his lips and smiled: "Do you want more? I'll pour you another glass."
Nie Changhuan shook his head. When he tilted his head, his eyes fell on the suit jacket still lying next to his pillow.
Tang Sihuai followed, and immediately took the coat over and put it on his arm: "Sorry, I was too rushed when I came to the hospital that day. I left it here and I forgot to take it."
"Auntie said you sent me to the hospital." Nie Changhuan's eyebrows drooped, his slender fingers rubbed the rim of the cup, and he said in silence, "Sorry, I always trouble you. And that's..."
Nie Changhuan raised his head, unable to conceal the boredom and exhaustion in his eyes, but he still said seriously: "Thank you anyway, Brother Sihuai, you helped me again."
After speaking, she smiled at Tang Sihuai.
When Tang Sihuai heard the word "again", his eyebrows jumped uncontrollably, but he opened his mouth, and in the end he couldn't say the words that were piled up in his throat. He just couldn't help but smile: " Huanhuan, I said earlier, don’t be polite to me. Everything I do for you is my willingness."
Hearing the phrase "willingly", Nie Changhuan was a little embarrassed, pursed her lips, and when she laughed unnaturally, the pure black eyeballs in her big eyes turned like a human being. The heart was pounding like a deer.
Tang Sihuai's heart beat hard, and the greed and possessiveness in his heart suddenly swelled.
Tang Sihuai held back his emotions, and habitually rubbed his index finger with his thumb, and finally said, "Huanhuan, Fu Sanshao has also been admitted to the hospital. It is upstairs. Would you like to see him?"
Because this was too depressing, his voice became mute.
Nie Changhuan raised her eyes sharply, but in the next moment she realized that her reaction was too great, so she turned aside her face again: "No, he and I are not even ordinary friends. There is no such position and necessity."
Tang Sihuai's tense expression was relaxed for a moment, but he quickly tightened again: He knew that his current behavior was very unfamiliar, and he also knew that he should not lie to Nie Changhuan again.
So in the end, when he got up and left, when he walked to the door of the ward, he stood facing the door of the ward for a while.
"Brother Sihuai?" Nie Changhuan finally realized that something was wrong with him.
"Huanhuan." Tang Sihuai said at the same time, "Go and see him so that you won't regret it."
After telling Nie Changhuan of Fu Xingye's ward number, Tang Sihuai turned sideways and pulled his lips at Nie Changhuan with all his strength, and finally left the door behind him.
…
Half an hour later, Nie Changhuan still got out of the ward and took the elevator upstairs.
Tang Sihuai, who had been waiting at the end of the corridor, looked at her from a distance, trying to pull his lips and smile, but in the end he managed to accomplish this simple and extremely simple action. He took two steps back and closed his eyes against the wall. .
Nie Changhuan was completely unaware of this, and walked directly to Fu Xingye's ward after going upstairs.
The door of the ward was concealed, and Chen Yanchuan’s voice came from inside. Nie Changhuan didn’t intend to listen to the corner, but she heard Chen Yanchuan say: “The third master is really going to find Ms. Nie Changhuan. He has been in the rain for too long. Will get worse."
Nie Changhuan was at a loss for a moment: Fu Xingye also went to look for her? But wasn't she sent to the hospital by Tang Sihuai? Nie Manshuang said so.
But she suddenly remembered that Tang Sihuai asked her to see Fu Xingye's abnormal reaction half an hour ago, and she immediately understood.
Sure enough, Chen Yanchuan continued: "After I rushed to the bar, the professor of the medical team performed a simple check on the third master. As soon as Cheng Fu and I took the third master into the car, the third master fell into a coma. "
coma. Nie Changhuan raised his eyes and looked inward suddenly, but the gap in the door was too small, and she could only see Chen Yanchuan and a well-dressed old lady from the back.
Chen Yanchuan was silent for a while, and when he spoke again, his voice faintly choked: "The professor has seen it again before and said that the chances of the third master's eyes being completely restored have been greatly reduced, even..."
"It's okay. Yanchuan, it's okay." The old lady cut off his words confidently, and she paused, seeming to sigh, and changed the subject: "Where is the little girl? Is it rescued?"
"After the Third Young Master took her back to the bar, she was taken care of by Tang Sihuai. It is said that Tang Sihuai later sent her to this hospital. There should be no major problems." Chen Yanchuan was not only not angry with Chen Xinlan, but also showed his concern. Nie Changhuan is not surprised about this. After all, Chen Xinlan's kindness and kindness are well known, so he just dared to tell all the facts with confidence just now.
Chen Xinlan nodded, and then took a deep look at Fu Xingye who was in a coma.
Chen Yanchuan also looked at it, feeling very uncomfortable: "I'm sorry, old lady, I have neglected this matter."
Chen Xinlan raised her hand and patted Chen Yanchuan's back: "Okay, you have been busy for a few days, so hurry back to rest. I also went to the courtyard to cook some liquid food for Xingye. He has slept for a few days. I should be awake soon."
"Then I will send you."
Seeing that they were about to come out, Nie Changhuan was unreasonably guilty, and quickly walked away. After their figure disappeared completely, Nie Changhuan returned to the door of the ward, opened the door and walked in.
Fu Xingye was wearing the same blue-and-white striped medical gown as hers. He already had cyan stubble on his chin and a little messy short hair. That handsome face was pale and silent at the moment.
Nie Changhuan stood at the door, staring at him with a guilty conscience for a long time, then walked over slowly and yelled softly, "Fu Xingye."
Knowing that he would not react when he was in a coma at this moment, Nie Changhuan's feelings of pain, sadness and guilt surged overwhelmingly.
If Fu Xingye's body, especially his eyes, suffered irreparable damage due to the heavy rain, what should she do, and what should Fu Xingye do.
"Fu Xingye, I'm sorry, I'm really sorry..." Nie Changhuan looked at his tightly closed eyes. As long as he thought of such a superior temperament, if he would live in the dark for the rest of his life, it would be depressing and sad as if he was about to suffocate.
"Little fool."
Nie Changhuan paused, thinking that he had heard it wrong, and when he raised his tearful eyes, he saw Fu Xingye really open his eyes and curled his lips.
"Fu Xingye, you are awake!" Nie Changhuan wiped away tears indiscriminately, and when he stood up, he was too excited to hold onto Fu Xingye's hand.
Fu Xingye smiled, his wrist turned, and instead he held Nie Changhuan's hand in his palm.
Nie Changhuan’s eyelashes trembled, did not break free, let him hold it, as if he hadn’t found the detail at all, couldn’t help but cried and smiled at him: "You finally woke up, Fu Xingye, you finally woke up. I'm almost scared to death."
Fu Xingye rubbed the back of her hand with his thumb, and smiled while curling his lips: "I woke up early. I was afraid of being scolded by the old lady, so I didn't dare to open my eyes."
Because of his weakness, his voice was a little soft, and he was lying down again. He didn't feel as elevated and indifferent as usual, but he seemed a little gentle and good-tempered.
Nie Changhuan sniffed, remembering the old man just now, and said seriously: "I don't think she will scold you. When you wake up, she will only be happy."
Fu Xingye didn't expect that she would say this, and smiled again. To be precise, the smile on his lips never broke.
Nie Changhuan looked at his smile. After the excitement passed, he was a little embarrassed and embarrassed now, especially his hand was still pinched in his palm.
Her gaze was a little evasive, and she thought about it and broke the silence quickly: "Do you want to drink water?"
Fu Xingye also said at the same time: "Have your fever gone?"
When the two voices fell at the same time, they were both startled, and then they laughed at the same time.
Nie Changhuan pursed his lips, lowered his eyebrows and spoke embarrassedly.
Fu Xingye said: "Okay, you pour me a glass of water."
"Yeah, good." Nie Changhuan wanted to stand up, but her hand was still pinched by Fu Xingye. She pumped out, but Fu Xingye still didn't let it go. She had to remind him in a low voice, "Then you let me go."
She brought a tone with a small voice, and Fu Xingye's already dumb voice became two points dry.
He paused before letting go of Nie Changhuan's hand.
Nie Changhuan hurriedly poured the water, and when he turned back with the water glass, Fu Xingye was still lying down.
"Can you sit up by yourself?" Nie Changhuan asked softly.
Fu Xingye hummed lazily, but didn't move.
Nie Changhuan's heart sank suddenly, but she didn't show it, and quickly said: "You just woke up, and it's normal if you don't want to move. I'll find you a straw."
Nie Manshuang petted her to prevent her from getting up when she was lying down in the ****, just to feed her water with a straw.
There was a bag of straws on the table where the water was poured before. Nie Changhuan inserted one end of the straw into the glass, and carefully moved it to Fu Xingye's lips.
When the straw touched his lips, Fu Xingye was a little itchy, and he tilted his head slightly.
Nie Changhuan quickly retracted his hand: "Don't want to drink anymore?"
also.
"Then what do you want to eat? I'll go buy it for you right away." Nie Changhuan put the water glass aside and asked him softly, as if he was afraid that the louder voice would make him uncomfortable.
This feeling made Fu Xingye feel very happy. He chuckled again, pressed the tip of his tongue against the corner of his lips, and called her in a low voice: "Stop stuttering."
"Ok?"
"You get closer."
Nie Changhuan was responsive to him at this moment, and didn't think much about it, thinking that he was going to say something to himself, so he leaned over and got closer.
Originally this was a safe distance, but Fu Xingye raised his hand, hooked his long arm, pinched Nie Changhuan's back neck with his palm, and suddenly pulled her down.
Nie Changhuan reacted quickly and immediately put his hands on his chest.
"..." Fu Xingye pulled his lips, and quickly frowned as if he couldn't bear her weight.
Nie Changhuan's eyebrows jumped, and he quickly retracted his hand.
Fu Xingye succeeded in raising her eyebrows, and with force at the same time, he finally pulled her down.
It's a pity that he couldn't see his eyes and was not sure of the direction. After Nie Changhuan wiped his cheeks, he moved away in a panic.
"Fu Xingye, let go!" Nie Changhuan couldn't use his hands, worried that pressing on him would make him uncomfortable, so he could only rush him anxiously and struggled.
"Don't move!" Fu Xingye's voice trembled abruptly, trying his best to ignore the soft and firm feeling on his chest. He lifted his other hand and pulled Nie Changhuan's hair scattered on his face back, pressing down the hoarse voice. She said in her ear: "Stop stuttering, I want to eat you, okay?"
"...! You, you..." Nie Changhuan glanced at the door of the ward in a panic, "Fu Xingye, this is the ward!"
"It means that you are willing to give it to me, but not now?" Fu Xingye was teasing her on purpose, but at this moment he was really hooked.
Nie Changhuan froze, didn't know how to answer, his face was already hot.
Xingye could imagine her now blushing but bewildered. He seduced her word by word, instead of direct force, because he even enjoyed the shy and panic when she was slowly approaching her.
Fu Xingye then moved his lips to her ears again: "Then let's kiss first?"