Mo Jingshen.
Mo Jingshen.
Reciting his name silently in her mind, Ji Nuan leaned forward and kissed the bruises on the corners of his eyebrows with her soft lips, then kissed his eyes, the bridge of his nose, and finally landed on the man's pale lips.
But she didn't dare to kiss him too hard, she only touched his lips before getting up.
As a result, just as she was about to move away, the man's eyes, which had been quietly closed, slowly opened at this moment. When her lips were a few inches away from his, her pale thin lips slightly opened: "A Being woken up by you early in the morning, is this my reward for returning safely with my limbs intact?"
The man's voice was clear and low, but every word struck her heart.
Ji Nuan looked embarrassed, but did not move away. She looked at the man's face close at hand, and stared at his eyes that were a bit apprehensive but still as dark as the deep sea: "When did you wake up?"
Mo Jingshen looked at her and smiled: "I just woke up."
"It's only around six o'clock now. The doctor said that the effect of the anesthetic will take at least ten hours to wear off. Why are you awake now?"
The little woman leaning over the ward is much thinner than when she was in T City, her chin is much pointier, and there are obvious traces of dark circles on her eyelids that she did not sleep well. Even though the light is not too bright, her face is still dark. His expression was nowhere to be found.
He raised his eyebrows slightly and said hoarsely: "Don't say it has been ten hours, even if you just finished the anesthesia, if you kiss me like this, I will still wake up."
Ji Nuan smiled and was about to take a chair in the ward to sit on, wanting to sit by the bed to accompany him and take care of him.
But just as he was about to get the chair, he suddenly heard Mo Jingshen say: "Don't sit down, come here and lie down."
Ji Nuan heard him move slightly, as if he was giving up half of the ward to her.
She quickly turned her head: "Don't move. Your wound has been repeatedly damaged several times. Now that you have finally finished the operation, you have to rest and rest. You can't move again for a few days!"
"The dark circles under your eyes are so big that you can't hide them. You came to me at six o'clock. Do you think you are a god and don't need to sleep and rest?" The man's tone was full of usual instigation, and he motioned for her to come over with his eyes.
Ji Nuan had no choice but to walk back to the bed and sit down on the edge: "I have slept, but what I saw and heard in the past few days was too intense and I will have nightmares. It may take a period of recovery. You also said that I What? You didn’t survive without eating or drinking for a few days. I just slept a little less. How can I be a god? "
Mo Jingshen ignored her strong words. He was very aware of Ji Nuan's recent changes in her heart.
She needed time to heal those frights, and he couldn't just stand aside and watch her being alone and scared.
"It's still early, and you need to rest. You'll have nightmares if you sleep alone, so just sleep here with me, okay?"
He lay flat on his back and did not move as she said, but his voice was patient and gentle as he coaxed her to lie down together.
Although this hospital bed is a single bed, it is larger than some ordinary hospital beds. If Ji Nuan really lays down on it, there will be more than enough space.
There was only him in the quilt. She sat on the edge of the bed and looked at the sky outside the window, and then at Mo Jingshen: "Then you promise not to move, in case the stitched area on your back comes out again because of me. If there is any problem, I will never come to the ward to accompany you again!"
The man seemed to laugh, a light smile coming from his chest. He didn't try to expose her idea of wanting to lie down but being embarrassed to do so. He just responded: "Yeah."
Ji Nuan took a corner of the quilt, opened it and lay down directly on her side. Mo Jingshen's hand held her directly, but Ji Nuan carefully patted his hand away: "We agreed not to move!"
"You can't even use your hands?" Mo Jingshen's voice was right next to her ear.
"No, if the fingers move, the phalanges will move. If the phalanges move, the arms will also move. Then the shoulders, and then the injuries to the back, head and neck, cannot move at all!"
As Ji Nuan spoke, he lay down carefully as if facing a formidable enemy, not even daring to touch him.
How could she have imagined that one day she would sleep next to Mo Jingshen, but she would not even dare to touch him.
"How fragile do you think I am? Can you pull the wound on your back just by holding your hand?" When he said this, it was obviously a calm statement, but it sounded like a joke, and he even seemed to want to hug him. The daughter-in-law cannot hold her grievance.
Ji Nuan lay flat on his back, looking at the crystal-type incandescent lamp on the ceiling. He lamented that this hospital not only has excellent medical standards, but even the dedicated ward is really luxuriously decorated. If it weren't for the color tone, it would be close to white. If it weren't for it, This white hospital bed is really comparable to a five-star hotel.
In order to prevent his wounds from being affected again, she simply turned over gently on the bed and faced him like this: "I'll watch you sleep like this, okay?"
"...How can I sleep when you look at me like this?" the man said with a half-smile.
Ji Nuan: "Have I affected you so much? Then I should go back to my own ward?"
He paused, slowly withdrew the hand that was about to hold her hand, and replied meticulously: "It's better to lie here."
The next sentence, "—You are easily frightened when you have nightmares, and I can comfort you at any time here."
Ji Nuan was silent for two seconds.
"Did I often have nightmares before?"
Mo Jingshen suddenly glanced at her: "Can your memory be any worse?"
“…”
"A few months ago, I had a fever and fell ill. She held my hand and begged me not to leave. My whole body was shaking, but I couldn't wake up from the nightmare. Don't you remember?"
“…”
It seems like this is really happening.
"It seems like I haven't had those nightmares for a long time." She leaned next to him, carefully placing her face on his uninjured shoulder, and whispered muffledly.
Mo Jingshen stared at her for two seconds: "Go to sleep, I'm here."
"Um."
Even though he couldn't move, he slowly put his hand on hers under the quilt.
"There are not only peaceful countries in the world. As long as you want to experience it, you can always find a country more chaotic than Cambodia. What you see and hear in war zone countries will only be more tragic than those. Take the time to read more war news, you can also You will no longer have nightmares about the life and death of these desperate thugs. The blood is theirs to shed, and their lives are theirs to lose. Human life is indeed fragile. Living in a peaceful world, we should cherish this stability. "
"Yeah." Ji Nuan knew that he was providing psychological counseling for her.
I have heard before that many people who leave war-torn countries or some special disaster scenes have to seek psychological counseling from psychiatrists, so some of them will never be able to get over the shadow of bloody life and death.
Her heart is not that fragile.
Because Mo Jingshen didn't move his hand very widely when he moved it over, Ji Nuan didn't push his hand away and obediently allowed him to touch her palms with their fingers intertwined.