"Dr. Su and I have already examined the patient. His current condition is very stable. There is no abnormal fever or rejection. The further situation remains to be seen. I am working overtime today.
If something happens, please notify me immediately!"
"I know, I will pay more attention." Mu Qingyu nodded and said.
"Okay, let's leave first. If you need anything, come back to us!" Li Changhe said, nodding to Dr. Su. The other party didn't say anything, turned around and left, his movements clean and neat. It seemed that she really
Just unimportant strangers!
Dr. Li was walking in front, Dr. Su was behind, and Mu Qingyu stood there, looking at his back.
Five years ago, she was like this, watching Mo Shaochen's leaving figure at the airport.
In the past, she had no reason to stop him, but now, she didn't know if she had enough reasons to stop him.
Mu Qingyu looked at Dr. Su's back, getting further and further away from her, until it disappeared at the door. Even after Dr. Su closed the door to the ward, she could still feel the burning gaze behind her.
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Mu Qingyu stayed here until early in the morning, and Li Xiaoran also accompanied her and was by her side.
At three or four o'clock in the morning, when people are most asleep and also most sleepy, Mu Qingyu and Li Xiaoran were sitting on the seats at the door of the intensive care unit. Mu Qingyu was restless and confused.
, leaning on Li Xiaoran's shoulder.
Although the two of them had been sitting quietly, Li Xiaoran stopped paying attention to Mu Qingyu's every move all the time, until he started to look at her in a daze, and at the same time she was about to fall, he stretched out his arm,
He held her on his shoulders.
Reaching out, he gently tugged on the coat draped around Mu Qingyu's shoulders. Li Xiaoran did not dare to move anymore and kept his back leaning on the seat, tilting his head and looking at Mu Qingyu's sleeping face.
The long, glossy black hair was simply tied up behind her back, and the remaining few strands that were not bound were attached to Mu Qingyu's fair face obediently. The dark blue under her eyes proved that she had not rested well. She
He closed his eyes, but his delicate eyebrows were still furrowed, as if he was very uneasy.
Mu Qingyu had never been so close to him. Li Xiaoran looked at the face in front of him and wanted to reach out and touch it to prove that he was not dreaming. As soon as he raised his hand, he suddenly realized that Mu Qingyu was already fast asleep, so he had to go again
Put your raised hand down.
Li Xiaoran kept maintaining the same posture in the silent hospital from late night to dawn. A cell phone rang. Mu Qingyu suddenly opened his eyes and sat up straight. Li Xiaoran held Mu Qingyu's shoulders and asked with concern.
Said: "Qingyu, what's wrong? Are you having a nightmare?"
Mu Qingyu was indeed dreaming, and it was one dream after another.
As if she was immersed in the previous memories again, she felt that her heart was so heavy that she could hardly breathe. She wanted to find someone to talk to. She wanted someone to tell her why all of this was happening!
She also seemed to see that when she was sixteen years old, her father brought back a sister who was two years older than her. She had just graduated that day, and what she saw was her sister's face that was somewhat similar to her own, deliberately showing her face in front of her father.