Yan woke up in the middle of the night and found that Chen Mufeng was awake.
His eyes were clear and alert, staring at the sprig of Sophora japonica sticking out of the window of the ward, silently.
"Mufeng------" Yan Guo jumped up in shock, rubbed his sleep-numbed face vigorously, and covered Chen Mufeng's forehead with his big palm: "Why didn't you call me when you woke up!"
Chen Mufeng turned his head, looked at the annoyed Yan Guo, and said in a hoarse voice: "Are you sure I can wake you up?"
Yan Guo's expression was stunned, thinking of his bad habit of being a dead pig when he fell asleep, he couldn't help but grinned: "I have made progress now! At least, when I hear the wake-up call, I will make reflexive movements!"
The reflexive movements are limited to turning over, and three minutes later, the soldiers on duty will hold the washbasin and wake up the battalion commander.
"Take your hands off! It's like sharpening a knife!" Chen Mufeng pushed his forehead upwards. Yan Guo's hands were so rough that it hurt his forehead.
Yan Guo yelled, pretending to be angry, and ravaged his forehead with force, then withdrew his big palm and said with disdain: "Tsk, tsk... Look at how useless you are, with the tenderness and softness of your wife."
Nen, even the brother sleeping on your upper bunk is disgusted!"
Chen Mufeng wanted to laugh, but when he moved his chest, the pain was like a needle pricking him. He raised the corners of his lips and stared at Yan Guo with a distorted face: "You kid, don't make me laugh..." If he moved too much, he would break.
If the wound hinders him from seeing Xiaojing, then the gain outweighs the loss.
Yan Guo immediately suppressed his smile, puffed out his cheeks and said with a serious expression: "Comrade Chen Mufeng, since your behavior of actively cooperating with the doctor's treatment and regaining consciousness and reducing the fever deserves great praise, so whatever you want to ask next, I will definitely tell you everything."
There is no end to it. Whatever you want to eat, delicacies from heaven and delicacies from earth, as long as you order them, I will definitely get them for you."
Chen Mufeng wanted to laugh again. He moved his still free fist and hit the back of Yan Guo's hand feebly: "If you make fun of me again... I'll tell you to get out..."
Yan Guo screamed and rushed towards Chen Mufeng, trying to pinch him. Before he started, he thought it was wrong. He suddenly stopped and asked, "Hey, why don't you care about Xiaojing at all..." Logically speaking, Mu Feng woke up.
Shouldn't the first thing be to wake him up and keep asking Xiaojing about that girl?
Chen Mufeng glanced at him with dark eyes and pretended to be calm and said: "How can I care about her when I've become like this myself?"
Yan Guo stared at Chen Mu Feng with his eyes wide open, his mouth hanging open for a long time and unable to close it... "What do you mean... your wife is still in the ICU, her life or death is uncertain, and you actually despise her as much as you despise me?" Mu Feng
He has always been serious and never joked with anyone. Looking at his calm and indifferent appearance, Yan really seemed incapable of accepting it for a while.
Chen Mufeng turned his head, looked at the Sophora japonica on the window, and said, "Well, I just dislike her... A silly girl who doesn't know how to protect herself will be troublesome if she comes!" Unable to hide the thick smile on his lips, he just said
He could turn his head and pretend to be deep. He didn't tell Yan Guo that when the nurse came to check the ward, he had already asked about Xiaojing's condition. After learning that she was fine and could be transferred to the ward tomorrow, he couldn't help but be happy.
, wishing he could run over now and take his Xiaojing to his side and take good care of her.
After hearing his last words and seeing the unconcealed joy on his angular handsome face, Yan Guo realized that he had been deceived by this cold-faced major.
He gave Chen Mufeng a hard squeeze and scolded him in a very cooperative manner: "Holy shit...Chen Mufeng, you can do it! You're really good! Wait, I'll go to the ICU to file a complaint now. You wait until Xiaojing comes back at dawn and clean up."
You heartless thing... It's so outrageous. I really don't know people well, and I made bad friends by mistake. Tell me, why did Lao Yue and I end up with a thing like you... It's so outrageous.
Already..”
Chen Mufeng frowned because of him, but still stared at the clock monitor on the wall, and said quietly: "When will it be dawn? I wish she would come back and take care of me now..."
“…..”
After a few seconds, "Guo'er, please do me a favor."
"Well, tell me!" Yan Guo took a cotton swab and soaked Chen Mufeng's dry lips with water.
"I want to go see Xiaojing...ah----------hiss..." Chen Mufeng glared at Yan Guo and the cotton swab in his hand that poked his lips, and angrily accused him
"You don't have to be so cruel..." He tried to raise his hand to touch whether his lip skin was broken, but as soon as he made a move, Yan Guo slapped him down.
"Don't think so, Chen Mu Feng!" Yan Guo had received serious warnings from doctors and nurses, including Aunt Chi and Uncle Yao, who also told him very solemnly to watch Mu Feng closely, not to let him move, not to let him
The idea of looking for Xiaojing came up.
Chen Mufeng pursed her thin lips slightly, and her deep eyes were full of dissatisfaction with his arrogant rejection.
"It's no use staring at me, and it's even more useless to scold me in your heart. Chen Mufeng, I tell you, you'd better sleep well now, otherwise, I'll ring the bell..." Yan Guo used his trump card and was about to shout
The Bagua nurse just now came to give Mu Feng a small injection on her butt...
How could Chen Mufeng fall asleep so easily? If he couldn't dream of Xiaojing when he fell asleep, wouldn't he be even more at a loss?
"Guo'er, don't call the nurse!" He lay down peacefully.
Yan proudly raised his dark eyebrows, tried his best to resist the urge to burst into laughter, and reached out to brush Mu Feng's hair.
"As long as you are obedient, my brother can still sleep in the lower bunk to support you!" Yan Guo said and winked at him.
"..." Chen Mufeng smiled slightly. Even a shallow movement would stretch the injury on his chest, causing him great pain, but he still wanted to smile as much as he wanted in the direction of her...
..
He has never looked forward to the morning light as he does now, and he can firmly hold those little hands that he has never let go of in his memory...