That was Meng Yu's first setback.
Maybe the first time was special, so he could never forget it in his heart.
I always want to compete with Qiao Lin again.
Of course there are others...
He didn't want to see such a talented person ruined like that.
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Chuzheng takes Qiao Lin to the hospital.
The doctor checked him very quickly.
"His hand was injured before..." The doctor came out and said to Chuzheng, "If it arrives later, it may be useless."
Chuzheng leaned against the wall, with his back against the cold wall.
"Treat him with the best technology."
The doctor sighed, with no guarantee: "We'll try our best."
After chatting with the doctor, Chu Zheng pushed open the door of the ward and entered.
Qiao Lin was lying on the bed with a pale face, his eyes closed, and sweat was still on his forehead.
Chuzheng brushed away the broken hair in front of Qiao Lin's forehead with his fingertips, revealing his smooth and full forehead.
Chuzheng's palm fell on his hair, and he didn't move it away, just left it quietly.
Qiao Lin slept for a long time, and when he woke up, it was already night.
He looked sideways and saw Chuzheng, with one hand on his forehead and the other hand on his head, pressing it gently, those always cold eyes closed quietly at this time.
The whole person doesn't look as sharp as usual.
Qiao Lin's eyes fell on Chuzheng's lips, and his throat was a little dry.
He carefully moved to Chuzheng's side, raised his head and kissed her lips.
Chu Zheng's closed eyes flinched away, and Qiao Lin's eyes slammed into her pupils at once.
Chuzheng held his head and continued the kiss.
Qiao Lin is not very comfortable to hold on, so let him soften first.
"teacher… "
Chuzheng let go of him, raised the hospital bed, and let him lean against him: "How do you feel?"
Qiao Lin looked at his hand: "I don't feel anything."
Chu Zheng asked casually, "How did you do it?"
Qiao Lin looked normal before, but Chu Zheng didn't notice any problems with his hands.
After all, he was still fighting.
Qiao Lin's eyes darkened: "My dad made it."
He and his mother learned the piano. Later, he practiced it by himself. Every time Qiao Hong heard it, he told him to stop playing it.
At first he thought Qiao Hong just didn't like it, so he avoided him.
He won the award that time, and when he went back, Qiao Hong was already waiting at home.
He didn't say anything, and people pressed him, directly destroying his hands.
Although Qiao Hong used the best doctor to heal his hand afterwards, he could never touch the piano again.
Chu Zheng's eyes became more cold.
Qiao Hong, this dog thing, was still cheap to him before!
Chuzheng looked at Qiao Rin: "Since you know your own situation, why do you want to come with Meng Yuhu?"
"Teacher..." Qiao Lin hesitated for nearly a minute before slowly saying, "Meng Yu, he knows."
"what do you know?"
"...Our relationship." Qiao Lin's voice was muffled, like a child who was wronged.
"so?"
"He will speak out." Qiao Rin said, "It will affect the teacher."
He wasn't worried about himself, he was just afraid of getting her into trouble.
He knew the consequences of this.
"So you don't want these hands anymore?" Chu Zheng approached him: "Qiao Lin, have you asked me?"
Qiao Lin was inexplicably nervous when Chu Zheng looked at him so closely.
He swallowed and explained, "Teacher, I just... want to solve something by myself."
"It's just Meng Yu. He said it and said it. What are you afraid of?" Chu Zheng said angrily: "If it wasn't for you at school, I would have quit my job long ago."
Qiao Lin was stunned.
-If you weren't in school, I would have quit my job long ago.
Chuzheng hands supported him on both sides, almost encircling him in his arms.
The girl looked at him fiercely: "Next time you tell me about this, I will solve it, do you hear?"
Qiao Lin was ignorant, and nodded after a while: "I know... I know."
Chuzheng kissed him: "Good."
Qiao Rong: "..."
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Qiao Lin's hand was fundamentally injured, and even if he was cured, he would not be able to exert any strength in the future.
Doctors can only treat conservatively.
To what extent it will recover in the end, no one can say.
"It's okay to amputate."
Chuzheng uttered a sentence.
Qiao Lin shivered with fright: "Teacher, no... no need?"
"You don't care anyway." Chu Zheng filled the porridge and sat beside him with a blank expression.
"… "
Chuzheng has been with him for the past few days, and Qiao Lin didn't think she was angry.
But only now did Qiao Lin realize that she was angry.
Chuzheng shoved the spoon to his mouth, and Qiao Lin opened his mouth mechanically.
Qiao Lin vomited out in an instant, and Chu Zheng caught it: "What are you doing?"
Qiao Lin stuck out his tongue and said vaguely, "It's hot."
Chu Zheng felt that the porridge in his palm was a little hot.
She fell silent.
When Qiao Rin found out that she was taking it with her hand, her expression changed slightly, and she quickly went to get the paper.
"Don't move."
Chuzheng put down the bowl, got up and washed his hands, then came back and waited for the porridge to cool before feeding him.
Qiao Lin obediently ate all the porridge.
"Teacher, are you mad at me?"
"Why am I mad at you." Chu Zheng's tone was indifferent, and he couldn't hear any ups and downs: "I'll check it later, you'll rest first."
Qiao Rong opened his lower lip, but did not continue to speak.
Qiao Lin was only in charge of examinations, and Chu Zheng never let him listen to what the doctor said.
But Qiao Lin believed in Chuzheng, she would not harm herself.
At the end of the examination, Chuzheng entered the water, reached out and took off the hospital gown on him.
"teacher?"
"Ok."
Chuzheng lowered his head in response, his men didn't stop, and quickly ripped off his clothes.
Qiao Lin couldn't move his hand, so he could only turn sideways: "Teacher, what are you doing?"
Chuzheng held the handkerchief: "You haven't bathed in a few days, so I'll wipe it for you."
Although the weather is not hot now, it is still uncomfortable to not take a bath for several days.
"I can wash it myself."
"How do you wash?"
"… "
Qiao Lin's face turned red: "Teacher, can you let someone else come?" Asking the teacher to wipe his body, Qiao Lin felt irritated just thinking about it, how dare he do it.
"Who do you want to come?" Chu Zheng stared at him, as if he was really asking his opinion seriously.
"Men... male."
"Oh." Chuzheng responded with a blank face, and then suggested confidently: "Take me as a man."
Qiao Rong: "??"
Chuzheng pressed him over, the warm towel wiped his body, and immediately after the heat, there was a cool feeling.
Chuzheng pressed him and carefully wiped his body.
After wiping his upper body, Chuzheng dressed him.
Qiao Lin thought it was over, but Chuzheng started to rake his pants again.
"Old, teacher." Qiao Lin stammered and called her, pressing her legs against the quilt: "No need, I... I... "
Chu Zheng glanced at him, Qiao Lin's face was dyed crimson, because of his movements, his shirt moved up a lot at this time, revealing a strong waistline.
Qiao Lin met Chuzheng's gaze, Xu Shichuzheng's eyes were too serious and magnanimous, and Qiao Lin was inexplicably absent-minded for a moment.
The next second, he felt a chill between his legs.
Qiao Rong: "..."
what!
died!
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