"Yuanyuan, Jiang Jun believes your words the most. Auntie, please tell him that he can do it. He must get out of bed and walk around after the gunshot wound on his leg has recovered." Mrs. Jiang was almost worried.
Broken down.
The doctor said that even if the gunshot wound has not healed, the leg cannot be completely numb. It is the patient's psychology that prevents his brain from accepting this feeling.
Tian Yuan leaned on the wall and nodded, "Auntie, Jiang Jun will be fine." In one sentence, the comfort seemed so feeble.
Jiang Jun was in much better spirits on the hospital bed than when he first woke up. When he saw Tian Yuan walking in, he looked back at Tian Yuan and smiled at Tian Yuan with his lips curled up.
"Slow down, you can't walk easily, and I won't run away if I lie here." Jiang Jun's voice was very soft.
Tian Yuan raised her eyes and glanced at the self-deprecating man on the bed, approached step by step, and then sat down on the edge of his bed.
I don't know if it was her hallucination or reality, but Jiang Jun lost a lot of weight after staying in the intensive care unit for a few days.
"Why are you looking at me like that?" Jiang Jun reached out and touched his face, "Is there something dirty on my face? Speaking of which, it seems that I haven't washed my face for many days? I haven't washed my hair either, so I must be covered in sweat.
It stinks, Yuanyuan, you’d better sit farther away from me, so I don’t stink to you anymore.”
Except for lying on the hospital bed and speaking weakly, it seemed that he still liked to chatter to her as before.
"Why do I feel like I am lying here, but you are even thinner than me? I heard Lulu say that during the past few days when I was hospitalized, you stayed outside the ward every step of the way? You fool, no wonder you are so thin, you
Torturing yourself like this, don’t you know that I will feel distressed?”
Tian Yuan's tears, at this moment, could not be controlled and fell one by one.
Of course she knew that he would be distressed, but apart from this, she didn't know what else she could do to alleviate her sin.
"Jiang Jun, I'm sorry." She gritted her teeth and said her first sentence. Besides apologizing, Tian Yuan didn't know what else to say.
"What are you sorry for? What's there to be sorry for? It's just a pair of broken legs. At least I should be happy that I'm still alive and can look at you with my eyes open like this and talk to you like this. I
I'm already very satisfied." Jiang Jun smiled sadly, "I think it's worth a leg in exchange for your life."
"Who said your legs are useless! Jiang Jun, the doctor said that you will be able to walk after the gunshot wound on your foot is healed." Tian Yuan shook her head vigorously, as if only in this way could she feel that her words were more important.
Fully convinced.
"Don't comfort me. I'm a doctor myself. I still don't have any feeling in my legs. How can I expect to walk? Yuanyuan, don't worry. I'm very open-minded. As you said, I, Jiang Jun, am the devil incarnate.
Very optimistic." Jiang Jun stretched out his hand to wipe Tian Yuan's tears, but couldn't reach it at all, so he had to retract his hand, sighed, and gave up.
"Since you are a doctor, then why don't you know, you..." Tian Yuan bit her lip and lowered her eyes, "Do you believe me? I said your legs are still fine, do you believe it?
?”
Jiang Jun was stunned for a moment. After a few seconds, he smiled and said, "Whatever you say is what it is."
But even though he said that, Tian Yuan understood that he still didn't believe it. He just didn't want to feel sad or refute what he said.
Doctors cannot heal themselves. Even the miracle doctor Hua Tuo could not cure his own disease, let alone Jiang Jun.
"I said you believe me, can you stop keeping a sullen face? Otherwise, I will take two steps down to the ground to show you, so that you can be happy?" Jiang Jun said and stretched out his hand.