When he opened his heavy eyelids and saw the white ceiling, Qiao Xi's chaotic brain began to wake up gradually.

He tilted his head, and was startled when he saw the shelf for infusion beside him.

God, he fell asleep!!

Qiao Xi suddenly raised his head to look at the place where the bottle was placed, it was already empty.

After moving his hands, he realized that a hot water bottle had been placed under his hands at some point, and there was still some residual warmth.

Qiao Xi was startled.

He seldom gets sick, and even when he does, he chooses to take medicine and get through it wrapped in a quilt.

Because the only experience of infusion was too painful, it was similar to this time, only because of fever.

He was sent to the hospital by his family, and fell asleep when he couldn't bear it, and finally woke up in a piercing pain.

Because the needle was not pulled out in time, he bled back, which was seen by the passing nurse.

This incident frightened the doctors and nurses, and the doctor scolded him even more.

If the air enters the human body, it may cause death, and no one wants to take this responsibility.

Qiao Xi just listened and didn't refute.

It's just that since then, he never came to the hospital for an infusion, preferring to go through it by himself.

Fortunately, he is in good health and has not suffered from any serious illness.

"Woke up?"

Hearing the sound, Qiao Xi looked up.

Shen Xiucheng stood at the door of the ward, still wearing his previous clothes, probably because he walked in a hurry, there were obvious wrinkles on the clothes that were always neat.

He was holding a thermos in one hand and a thermos in the other, like an old man out for a walk.

Qiao Xi rolled his eyes: "Uncle Shen."

Shen Xiucheng walked into the ward, closed the door casually, put the thermos cup on the bedside table, and asked, "Want to drink water?"

Qiao Xi pursed her lower lip and nodded.

Shen Xiucheng opened the thermos cup, which has a deep lid and can be used as a cup.

He took the lid to the bathroom to clean it, then poured a glass of water into the lid.

Qiao Xi wanted to reach out to pick it up, but Shen Xiucheng had no intention of handing it to him at all.

Qiao Xi looked at him puzzled, Shen Xiucheng tore open a pack of medical cotton swabs, took out one and soaked it in warm water.

"Don't talk yet." Shen Xiucheng took a cotton swab and brought it to Qiao Xi's lips, "Your lips are too dry and easy to crack. Moisturize them first."

Qiao Xi blinked, but remained obedient and motionless.

The warm cotton swab was lightly pressed on his lips, and the water soaked the lips little by little.

Only then did Qiao Xi feel the slight pain, and couldn't help frowning.

"Be patient, it will be fine soon." Shen Xiucheng stared at his lips and moved carefully.

The distance between the two was very close, their breaths were intertwined, and Qiao Xi could even smell the faint fragrance of tangerine peel on Shen Xiucheng's lips.

He raised his eyelids slightly, and saw Shen Xiucheng's eyes drooping, his thick eyelashes trembling slightly.

Shen Xiucheng's lips are thin and pale, and the corners of his lips are naturally raised. When he is not smiling, it will give people a sense of sarcasm.

Inexplicably, a strange idea popped up in my mind.If, now, he moves closer and kisses Shen Xiucheng.

Will this person drop his ass in fright?

Thinking of that scene, Qiao Xi couldn't help laughing.

This smile immediately touched the tiny slit on his lips, causing him to gasp in pain.

"It's all like this and you can still laugh!" Shen Xiucheng patted his head angrily.

It didn't take much effort, it was similar to touching him as usual, even a little lighter.

Qiao Xi laughed, but he didn't dare to say why he was laughing.

Shen Xiucheng threw the cotton swab into the trash can, and found a tube of lipstick he just bought from the small bag next to it.

"Open your mouth." Shen Xiucheng opened the lid of the lipstick, wanting to help Qiao Xi wipe it on.

Qiao Xi opened her mouth obediently.

Press the lipstick lightly on Qiao Xi's lips, and apply it little by little.

Wiping Shen Xiucheng was distracted, because Qiao Xi didn't dare to open the small crack on his lip.

But it was enough to see the tip of his little tongue, which looked soft.

Not only looking at it, but it will probably taste softer, and maybe it will be sweet.

Shen Xiucheng just looked at it like this, restraining the urge to kiss her, and draw out the tip of her tongue to linger.

"Are you ready?" Qiao Xi's speech was a little vague because his mouth was open.

After speaking, the little tongue also moved, as if sending an invitation.

Shen Xiucheng only felt a fire rushing up, all the way down, so fierce that even the blood became hot.

The hand pressing on his lips tightened, Shen Xiucheng took a deep breath: "Okay."

He took back the lipstick, closed the lid, and pulled off his coat.

Qiao Xi pursed his lips, and muttered, "Why do I feel like I've wiped it on so much, it's a thick layer, as if I haven't wiped my mouth after eating."

He had never put on lipstick before, and it always felt awkward to do it now.

Shen Xiucheng took his hand to touch his mouth: "Don't touch it, there are a lot of bacteria on your hand."

Pulling out a tissue from the paper box and sticking it on Qiao Xi's lips, Shen Xiucheng said, "Take a bite."

Qiao Xi took a sip as he said, and the excess lipstick was printed on the tissue.

Although still feel like haven't wiped mouth, it's much better than before.

"Drink water." Shen Xiucheng handed the thermos cup to Qiao Xi.

Qiao Xi took it, only then did he notice a straw inserted into the thermos.

He secretly glanced at the person next to him, thinking, this person is quite good at taking care of others!

"Thank you." Qiao Xi thanked in a low voice, and took a sip from the straw.

The temperature is just right, and the warm liquid enters the mouth and flows down the throat, moisturizing the dry body.

"Sister-in-law Yang also brought porridge and soup over, you can drink some later." Shen Xiucheng turned on the thermos next to him to dissipate heat.

A scent wafted out, instantly filling the entire ward.

Qiao Xi didn't feel anything at first, but when he smelled this smell, his stomach immediately growled.

He didn't know what time it was, but he didn't have lunch before he fell asleep, and he posted breakfast upside down.

At this moment, stomach screamed out from the scent, and even felt a little burning pain.

This is a sign that the stomach has not eaten for a long time.

"What time is it?" Qiao Xi couldn't help looking at the thermos, "Sister-in-law Yang made something delicious, it smells so good!"

Shen Xiucheng took out a bowl of porridge with a spoon, and gently stirred it with a spoon to dissipate heat: "Chicken soup, and Laohuo white porridge."

Laohuo porridge is Qiao Xi's favorite porridge. Although there are no ingredients, only lard and salt are added, it is soft and thick and has a good taste.

Hearing that Qiao Xi's eyes lit up, he almost couldn't wait to pick up the porridge.

Shen Xiucheng patted his hand and reprimanded lightly: "Don't worry, are you going to scald a third-level disability?"

Qiao Xi snorted and scratched her head in embarrassment.

After stirring for a while, Shen Xiucheng scooped up a shallow spoonful and tasted it: "Well, it's ok."

Qiao Xi was dumbfounded, although he didn't mind the spoon Shen Xiucheng used, because he knew that with Shen Xiucheng's cleanliness, he probably smelled of air freshener when he farted.

But, does Shen Xiucheng not mind him?

But soon, Shen Xiucheng's next move broke his guess.

Shen Xiucheng dug out another spoon from the bag, and it was packed in a fresh-keeping box, which looked like a vessel for biological research.

Very rigorous!

"Use this," Shen Xiucheng wrapped his used spoon in a tissue and stuffed it into a bag, then helped Qiao Xi set up the table, "drink slowly."

Qiao Xi nodded, and eagerly took the spoon.

The warm porridge entered the stomach along the esophagus, instantly soothing the anxiety in the stomach.

Qiao Xi let out a long sigh, it's so cool!

Shen Xiucheng smiled, stood up and opened the curtains.

The sun is shining outside, and the green plants on the window sill are green, maybe they have just been watered, and you can still see crystal drops of water.

The sudden sunshine made Qiao Xi couldn't help squinting his eyes: "Is it still so bright?"

Qiao Xi thought he woke up, no matter what he thought, it would be evening, night.

Shen Xiucheng opened the window to let fresh air blow in. Hearing this, he glanced back at Qiao Xi: "It's already the second day."

Qiao Xi opened my eyes in surprise: "I slept for a day?"

Then he looked at Shen Xiucheng's clothes, which were still the same as yesterday.

Sensing Qiao Xi's gaze, Shen Xiucheng cleared his throat somewhat unnaturally: "Eat first, I have something to go out for, sleep a bit after eating, I don't feel comfortable ringing the bell."

Qiaoxi's mobile phone was left in the store yesterday, and Ke Tang brought it along when he came over.

Shen Xiucheng put the phone on the quilt, making a small depression.

Shen Xiucheng wanted to bend down to touch Qiao Xi's head, but straightened up again when he thought of something.

"Call me if you have something to do." Shen Xiucheng took another bag from the side and put it next to Qiao Xi's lap, "This is your sketchbook. You can draw if you are bored, but pay attention to rest."

Qiao Xi nodded blankly, seeing Shen Xiucheng leave.

He looked around, warm porridge and chicken soup, sketchbooks, beautiful green plants.

Next to his hospital bed was a nursing bed, the quilt on it was neatly folded, and only the creases on the pillow proved that someone had been lying here.

After touching the bag and feeling the contents, Qiao Xi opened it. Besides the sketchbook, there was also a well-sealed fresh-keeping box.

It contains colorful fruit, cut into small pieces, and a fruit fork.

Qiao Xi blinked, and the sockets of his eyes suddenly felt a little hot.

After leaving the ward, Shen Xiucheng called Yang Yan and asked him to help book a hotel near the hospital.

Qiao Xi actually woke up halfway through yesterday, but it was only for a short time. Shen Xiucheng was worried, so he just stayed in the hospital.

He twisted his neck, and his bones made a soft "click".

The accompanying bed in that single ward was too small, Shen Xiucheng had to sleep curled up all night, and felt backache in the morning when he woke up.

Although Mrs. Yang helped him bring the toiletries, it was inconvenient in the hospital after all.

At this moment, he only felt that there was a bad smell on his body, mixed with the strong smell of disinfectant water from the hospital.

It smells so disgusting that he doesn't want to wear it for a second.

Even when he wanted to touch Qiao Xi's head just now, he was afraid that the other party would smell it.

Tangtang

"Ding dong dong!" The wind chime sounded.

Ke Tang carp sat up straight, then realized that it couldn't be Qiao Xi, and lay down weakly.

"Sorry, the barista is not here today, so can't serve you."

Yu Ming, who had just entered the door, was stunned for a moment, and asked, "Is Senior Qiao Xi not here?"

Hearing this voice, Ke Tang barely pulled himself together, after all, this was his only member: "He is sick and asked for leave."

What happened yesterday made Ke Tang feel bad, and he still hasn't recovered from it until today.

The heartbeat was fast and sometimes slow, Ke Tang suspected that he might have a heart attack from being frightened, and wondered if he should go for a checkup.

Yu Ming showed concern: "Boss, do you know where the senior's home is? Or did the senior go to the hospital, I want to visit."

"No need," Ke Tang glanced at him and waved his hand, "His family will take good care of him, and he should be back in a few days."

The phone vibrated suddenly, Yu Ming picked it up and looked at it, but he didn't answer it, hung up and stuffed it into his pocket.

"Okay," Yu Ming sighed, with a rather regretful look, "Boss, please convey your greetings to me, and I'll come back tomorrow."

Ke Tang said hello, and then saw the boy push open the glass door and leave.

"Still persistent!" Ke Tang muttered.

Yu Ming walked on the commercial street with people coming and going, and rebroadcasted the phone.

After a short wait, the other person answered the phone: "A Ming, are you not home?"

"Well," Yu Ming stood by the side of the road, stretching out his hand to hail a taxi, "I'm at Tangtang Coffee."

The person opposite laughed and said, "I'm going to drink coffee again. Is today's coffee good?"

Yu Ming chuckled lightly: "No one is here today, so didn't get a drink."

"You don't say that coffee is the same thing as traditional Chinese medicine, and it's so bad to drink, then you still drink it every day!"

Yu Ming lowered his eyes and raised the corners of his lips: "Yeah, it's so bad, I even applied for a fucking monthly card."

The author has something to say:

Sorry, I went to eat melons today, and the second chapter has not been revised yet (I am guilty!)

Try to update another chapter before twelve o'clock, baby who is used to going to bed early, don't wait, wake up tomorrow morning to watch!