Otoya didn't plan to see him again in the short term. She thought that now that he knew what happened in the operating room, he should feel more sorry and bow his head first.
Fu Lingzhi was annoyed by another thing. She came without a trace. Where could he find her? Besides, the doctor had not allowed him to walk in the past three days. If he went into shock again, there was no guarantee that he would not be in danger.
I don't know why, but the quality of his sleep at night was unusually good. Maybe it was because the medicine the nurse gave him contained diazepam. As soon as twelve o'clock passed, he fell asleep and fell unconscious.
He didn't notice Otoya's arrival at all. Otoya naturally knew all the medicines the nurse gave him, so he felt relieved to come in in the middle of the night, beat his legs and massage him.
On the fourth day, Fu Lingzhi became restless and eager to try. He rolled up several times and tried to get out of the bed, but the nurse didn't leave and he didn't dare to move, lest the attending doctor be called in.
He spent this day struggling with anxiety and having to pretend to be honest.
After eight o'clock in the evening, the doctors got off work and the nurses gathered at the nurse's station. It suddenly became quiet around him. Fu Lingzhi immediately opened the quilt, thinking that the opportunity had come.
There were deep stabs in the front of both thighs, and the left leg almost tore the aorta, so the left leg was obviously not as good as the right leg. Fortunately, if the recovery was good, there would be no sequelae.
Fu Lingzhi moved over a wooden chair that was half a person's height, held it on to calm his mind, and then walked towards the door after a few hesitations.
He had already pulled out the obstructive needle in his hand, and blood beads came out of the blood vessels under the skin. He blocked them with his coat and sat on the sofa with his legs straight for a while, not daring to bend. If he bent, the wound might burst.
He thought that no matter how tired he was, he still had to go through the floors along the corridor. She must still be in the hospital, because he called the villa from time to time in the past few days, but no one answered. Moreover, there was a salty water stain.
, her breath, he firmly believed that she was by his side.
As soon as he walked out the door, he saw her.
That small lump that made him heartache, she huddled on the chair, her legs crossed, her hands stuffed into her cotton coat, her head kept knocking down while she was dozing, and then she lifted it up by herself, and then knocked down again.
.
Fu Lingzhi walked over quietly, her broken hair at the temples blocking her eyes, her face became softer and more transparent under the light, as silent as white porcelain, light cyan blood vessels appeared from her neck, and with her faint breathing
One concave and one convex.
Very nice.
Her lips had turned purple from the cold, and her two small lips were dry and bloodless, with a light red color showing a layer of white frost. Her whole body took on the shape of fragile glass, as if she had accidentally touched it.
If he touched her, she would break into pieces. Her silhouette was so thin, and it was left alone on the wall, which made him uncomfortable to look at it.
Yinya feels like a thin layer, pitiful and extremely weak, which makes people feel distressed. The painful touch is like a hand, gently pulling his heart.
He could only sigh deeply, not even daring to look at her directly. She didn't know what she was dreaming about, but she was frowning.
Fu Lingzhi looked at her for a long time, and finally his eyes deepened. He slowly bent down, his upper teeth clenching his lower teeth. He spent all his strength and hugged her sideways with a distorted face.
He thought that his expression must be very ferocious and his posture must be ugly, but when he looked at the small ball of people in his arms, he didn't care at all.
That kind of satisfaction was just like the joy he felt when he first won the title of gold medal gunner at Luzhi (Army Command College). It seemed that the whole world was carrying on his back. Although it was heavy, he was full of joy and felt that this life was fulfilling.
Yes.
He smiled with sweat on his face, and his arms felt like they were being boiled in a frying pan. They were burning, but he didn't feel uncomfortable at all.
There was obviously only about twenty steps from the chair at the door to the bed in the ward, but it took him almost half an hour.
The moment he put her on the bed, he suddenly tilted his body and fell to the ground. Fortunately, he grabbed the edge of the sofa in time, but his abdominal cavity hit the sofa, which was very painful.
The pain was so painful that he almost wanted to bite his tongue and kill himself.
Otoya was awakened by the noise, and when he opened his eyes, he found that the place he was was not on a chair in the corridor.
She looked around in horror. Isn't this Fu Lingzhi's ward? What about the others? Who brought her in?
She looked around, but couldn't find anyone for a long time. She became anxious and jumped off the bed, but when her feet were about to touch the ground, she stepped on something soft.
Then there was a heartbreaking scream. Otoya panicked, suddenly jumped up and took two steps back.
"Fu...Fu Lingzhi?!"
Fu Lingzhi covered his calf with both hands, throbbing in pain, and thought angrily that all the romantic scenes he had conceived had been ruined by this stupid little pig like her.
"You murdered your husband!" he shouted at her, his mind full of warm words and he couldn't hold back a single word.
Otoya was panic-stricken. He quickly squatted down and helped him slowly straighten his leg that was twisted in pain. "Why are you lying on the ground? And how did I get in?"
Fu Lingzhi glared at her, his eyes no longer cold, his tenderness mixed with a hint of weirdness, "Flying in!"
"..."
Is she a mosquito? She flew in! Let’s just say she is air and floated in.
Otoya carefully opened his trousers, and the bandage was tightly wrapped around and around, but luckily no redness was visible.
Fu Lingzhi tried his best to hold back the uncontrollable swinging and trembling of his legs. He originally wanted to hold on to the sofa to get up, but his legs suddenly became weak, so he simply sat down. He thought he had cramps after not moving for a long time.
But he didn't expect that before he finished, she woke up and stomped on his calf with a firm hand.
It hurts like hell!
He gritted his teeth and endured the pain, his beautiful and slender eyebrows slightly frowned. His eyes were sharp and deep, and it was as dark as a deep pool. It grabbed her, and she fell in, and she could never come out again.
The two of them calmed down and looked at each other from a short distance away, looking at each other speechlessly.
"you……"
"you……"
After a while, they spoke again at the same time. Otoya's face felt hot, and he suddenly felt that he was wearing too much, so he took off his coat, "You say it first."
Fu Lingzhi scratched his head in embarrassment and glanced at her quickly, with an imperceptible blush on his pale handsome face, "It's okay, you go ahead."