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    The nurse handed him the postoperative precautions, which clearly stated how to change the dressing, how to take the medicine, precautions, how to deal with emergencies, the medicine to take every day, and so on.

    On the second day after the operation, he was off the water, but he still had to take anti-inflammatory drugs, as well as other drugs, and replaced the pain-relieving tablets with ordinary ones. A series of instructions were very complicated.

    After listening to the nurse's words, he took the things and asked, "Where do you pay when you leave the hospital?"

    "Toll office." The nurse said, "Save the deposit note, and you can come back to pay in a few days, don't worry."

    ... No, he was in a hurry. The deposit he paid was his living expenses for one year.

    After the nurse left, Gu Ze tried his best to treat Bai Shiyan as air, and tried to sit up from the bed by himself, preparing to pack up and go back.

    It was a little difficult for him to sit up, the wound still hurt, and the pain didn't ease, he just got used to it.

    Just when he worked so hard that his forehead was a little sweaty, a pair of big male hands supported his shoulders and helped him stand up easily.

    He moved his lips and asked in a low voice, "What are you going to do?"

    Bai Shiyan didn't answer, picked up the things he had packed in advance, and walked out of the ward with one hand supporting him.

    Gu Ze wanted to continue to say something, but he was suddenly speechless.

    People become very fragile when they are sick. He experienced three days of painful suffering alone in the ward, and his warmth was extremely precious.

    Those who study abroad alone are most afraid of getting sick.

    He knew that Bo Shiyan was here to pick him up and leave the hospital. He originally wanted to refuse, but when Bo Shiyan really helped him up and let him know that he was not alone when he was sick and that someone was with him, he didn't want to.Refused.

    He became very hypocritical.

    Bo Shiyan helped him to the elevator, went straight down to the underground parking lot, walked to a black Audi, and unlocked the car.

    Gu Ze reported the name of his university and said, "It's nearby, just walk me to the school gate."

    Bai Shiyan didn't speak, he opened the passenger door first and let him sit in, and after he sat in, he walked around to the driver's seat, opened the door and sat in.

    Gu Ze was mentally prepared to feel pain when he sat down, but the pain he expected did not hit. The co-pilot's seat seemed to be covered with a memory foam cushion, which rebounded slowly, was soft and supportiveSex, it doesn't hurt for him to sit on it.

    After fastening his seat belt, Bo Shiyan finally said, "I don't think you can go back to the school dormitory in your current situation."

    "Why?" Gu Ze asked in a bad tone, "Do you think I'm mentally retarded, and won't even follow the doctor's orders?"

    Bai Shiyan tapped the steering wheel lightly with his middle finger, his fingers were long and slender with distinct joints.

    He heard Bai Shiyan say in a flat tone: "The doctor's order says that the dressing needs to be changed, the medicine needs to be soaked, and the wound recovery needs to be observed regularly. If someone in your school can help you do these things, I can send them to you."go back."

    Gu Ze recalled the doctor's order that the nurse said, and regretted to find that what Bo Shi said was true.

    He really had to do it, and no one else at school seemed to be able to help him.

    The students in the same major who have a good relationship with him are very busy, almost too busy to see anyone, and they can't help him at a fixed time every day. Even if Zhang Changgong is very fond of classmates, asking the tutor for leave to take care of him is probably very unprofessional.

    If one operation is not good, causing secondary trauma, then he will probably die of pain.

    But he still didn't want to go.

    He mumbled, "I'm not going."

    Bai Shiyan didn't seem to hear what he said, and drove on his own, not in the direction of his school.

    The car drove smoothly, and the discomfort he imagined on the way back did not exist. About ten minutes later, the car drove to a community with a good environment and parked in the underground parking lot of the community. Bai Shiyan got out of the car and helped him pull the co-driver away.the door.

    He didn't feel uncomfortable all the way in the car, but he felt bad when he had to support his body to get out of the car. The movement of his legs obviously pulled the wound, both outside and inside, and he couldn't help "hissing".

    Bo Shiyan held his shoulders with both hands without expression, and helped him get off the co-pilot.

    After closing the car door, Bai Shiyan took something from the trunk and led him to the elevator to go upstairs.

    He stood there for a few seconds, but still walked over.

    When the elevator reached the 18th floor, Bai Shiyan reached out and pressed the combination lock, put the things on the cabinet at the entrance, walked quickly to the room and said to him: "You live in the second bedroom, you can use the things in the living room, second bedroom and bathroom."Don’t move, don’t come into my master bedroom, send me a message if you don’t understand something, I will reply when I see it.”

    Gu Ze glanced at the whole room, it was a very simple two-bedroom, simple decoration style, very simple color matching, this man likes things in black, white and gray.

    Bo Shiyan seemed to be very busy, and had to turn around and leave after sending the person home.

    "you……"

    Gu Ze subconsciously called out to the other party, hesitating to say something, maybe he wanted to say thank you, but the word "thank you" seemed to be stuck in his throat and he couldn't say it.

    "I'm very busy." Bai Shiyan said calmly and quickly, "There are still a few operations today, so I'll talk about anything when I come back."

    He opened the door again and was about to leave. He seemed to remember something and added: "I will come back at noon to help you change your medicine, but it may be later."

    After finishing speaking, Gu Ze heard the sound of closing the door, and Bai Shiyan left, leaving Gu Ze alone in a big strange house with nowhere to rest.

    He was in his ex-boyfriend's house, a wonderful and embarrassing existence.

    He and Bai Shiyan had broken up for almost three years. When they broke up, they had a very unseemly quarrel. The two had a big fight. He proposed to break up and deleted all the contact information of the other party.

    Bo Shiyan said at the time that there should be no regrets after breaking up, but he stuck his neck and said that he would not regret it.

    But do you regret it now?

    It's a feeling that's hard to describe. After breaking up with Bai Shiyan, he may have been busy, or he may have never met the right person, and he never fell in love again.

    As for Bai Shiyan...he didn't know, but seeing how popular the other party looked, he felt that he might have talked about it, not only that, but maybe the love partner had changed from a boy to a girl.

    When people who have been separated for almost three years meet again, they should be as embarrassed and ignore each other as strangers, but this does not seem to be the case between him and Bai Shiyan.

    ... even more strange feeling.

    He stood there for a while, looked at the open second bedroom door, and groped in by himself.

    Living together with an ex-boyfriend three years after breaking up is probably something that very few people have ever experienced.

    The second bedroom is very simple, with a bookshelf filled with various medical books, a desk and chair, and a single bed next to it, which is exactly the same as that in Bai Shiyan's previous dormitory.

    This man is still as monotonous as before.

    He put his luggage in this room and looked around the whole room, the empty living room, the closed bathroom and kitchen, and the extraordinarily simple guest room.

    This really doesn't feel like a home, he thinks it's like Bai Shiyan's dormitory.

    After that, he had nothing to do.

    Although Bo Shi said that he can move things in the living room, second bedroom and bathroom, he still won't move them until the owner comes back.

    He stood there for a while, but he was really tired and hurt, so he lay down on the bed in the second bedroom.

    The sheets in the second bedroom smelled of clean washing powder. He lay on his side, feeling his eyelids drooping.

    Living in the hospital is not a good day, there are several people in a ward, some snore, some have smelly feet...

    The nurse came to round the ward several times a night, and each time he had to wake him up to take his temperature and blood pressure. Coupled with the pain, he couldn't sleep well.

    Now that there was finally no other disturbance, his eyelids were almost closed and could not be opened.

    He was woken up by hunger. He took out his phone and looked at half past twelve. He was hungry and thirsty. He had originally made up his mind to leave Bai Shiyan's things in his house until he came back, but he couldn't take it anymore.

    His stomach was so hungry that his throat was so dry, he got up and walked to the living room with small steps, but he didn't see the water dispenser.

    Gu Ze: ...

    He took out his phone and wanted to order takeaway, but found that he didn't know the address here at all, and he couldn't write the address when he ordered anything.

    And he has no money.

    Almost all of his living expenses were contributed to the hospital's operation deposit, and the cash on the card may only be a hundred yuan.

    He was standing in the living room, hungry, thirsty and in pain, and what was even more frightening was that he felt something.

    Stomach "gurgling", maybe I want to stretch, maybe I want to vent.

    Except for the semi-forced flatulence last time when lactulose moistened his intestines, he hasn't experienced it since. Occasionally he felt it, but it was too painful, so he retracted directly.

    He checked it on purpose, and temporarily suppressed it to go back the same way, and stayed in the large intestine, waiting for the next attack.

    Of course, if you leave it for a long time, it will be absorbed by the intestines and increase the burden on the body. This is not good, and it still needs to be excreted.

    However, this is really difficult. Now any action that involves the sphincter is a great challenge for him.

    His large intestine is obviously almost full now, and it will not last.

    Hungry and thirsty, he had to work hard to exhaust himself.

    It just so happened that there was no one else in the house, and after he was discharged, the smell should dissipate in a few minutes, and it could be regarded as nothing happened.

    He tried to concentrate, to control his sphincter so that the other party would not stop him from dropping the bomb.

    After enduring the razor-like torture for about ten minutes, he finally succeeded. The process was so painful that he wanted to scream, but when he finally came out, he was so comfortable that he wanted to sigh.

    It turns out that it feels so good to be able to exhaust and unobstructed the body.

    As if fermented, the smell of ammonia, hydrogen sulfide, indole, skatole, volatile fatty acids and other components after being enjoyed by the intestinal flora is tangy.

    Gu Ze himself felt a little spicy for that touching taste.

    After the heat was over, he was about to go to the balcony connected to the living room and open the window, when the door suddenly rang.

    The comfortable, unobstructed feeling of constipation disappeared from his body in an instant, and he stood stiffly on the spot with a look of despair, as if someone had put a holding spell on him.

    Bai Shiyan pushed open the door, holding a plastic bag in his hand. He just put the plastic bag at the entrance, and suddenly frowned. After a while, he asked, "Are you exhausted?"

    Gu Ze: "..."

    He was almost embarrassingly digging out a three-bedroom apartment with his toes.

    God must have intentionally tortured him, otherwise how could it be so just right!

    The author has something to say:

    Gu Ze: ...I said I didn't let it go, do you believe it?

    (Heaven is about to send a great mission to Gu Ze, and he must first suffer from his will, exhaust his muscles and bones, starve his body and skin, empty his body, and mess up his actions. Therefore, his heart and patience have benefited what he can't do.)

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