There was only Shen Yue in the ward. When Tang Qiaoqiao came in, he closed his eyes and seemed to fall asleep.
He was hung in the air with one foot awkwardly, dressed in an uncommon blue-and-white striped patient gown, with his hair slumped softly, his hands resting on his abdomen, and his calm and quiet appearance, which was always arrogant and arrogant to him. The noble son dressed up like two people.
However, Tang Qiaoqiao felt that Shen Yue at this time was a bit charming.
This feeling is a bit bad.
It must be because he gave up his life to save him today to have such an illusion, Tang Qiaoqiao reminded himself like this in his heart.
But this kind of reminder seemed useless. Tang Qiaoqiao kept thinking about the moment when the landslide broke out. Shen Yue stood up abruptly and rushed towards her.
Those two staggering steps had already consumed a lot of his energy. He tightly shielded himself under him, and regardless of his own life safety, he blocked her from the turbulent mud and rocks.
At that moment, her heart almost stopped beating.
"You still say I'm stupid, I think you are stupid, no one wants to die for others." Tang Qiaoqiao muttered softly.
Shen Yue's leg rehabilitation was going to a critical moment, but now it's getting better, and there is a bone fracture again, which is still because of her injury.
After a hundred days of injury, Tang Qiaoqiao felt that he was getting further and further away from realizing the original plan.
The current Shen Yue made her unable to leave at ease.
"Why are you giving up your life to save me?" Tang Qiaoqiao touched his plastered legs and muttered to himself.
"Because I don't want to be a widower either."
Shen Yue slowly opened his eyes and stared at her with pitch-black eyes.
Tang Qiaoqiao's eyes flashed a little panic, she stuttered a little: "You, you haven't slept?"
Shen Yue raised his eyebrows and said: "If someone has been muttering beside you, can you sleep?"
Tang Qiaoqiao was embarrassed by being caught, and his face became hot and said, "I am kind to care about you. If I am annoying, I will go."
Tang Qiaoqiao stood up, Shen Yue grabbed her hand.
"It's all here, don't leave."
Tang Qiaoqiao's small face blushed suddenly, trying to break away slightly, but his hands were tightly clenched, and the heat in his palm seemed to penetrate into her skin and burn into her heart.
"How is your hand?" Shen Yue asked softly.
"Well, there is no big problem." Tang Qiaoqiao waved his arm indifferently.
In fact, Tang Qiaoqiao was not all right. When she was thrown down by Shen Yue, her left elbow hit a hard rock on the ground when she fell to the ground, causing a sprained soft tissue in her elbow.
In fact, Tang Qiaoqiao felt that it was just a minor injury, and there was no need to make a fuss, but at the strong request of Director Chen Hao and Fang Yuan, she had to wear a bandage.
She looked at Shen Yue's hanging feet and her thickly bandaged elbows, and chuckles: "The widow and the widower have not done it, they have become a pair of patients."
"I would rather be this patient." Shen Yue said.
Tang Qiaoqiao said in a huff: "Don't be so impulsive next time. What can you do? I think your legs will not stand up until the year of the monkey."
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