Ji Xiuran looked at the sleeping Zhao Ningchu with loving eyes, held her hand, and sat quietly by the bed to accompany her.
The next day.
When Zhao Ningchu woke up, her vision was still dim.
I can’t see and I don’t know what time it is.
She felt some numbness in her arm. She moved slightly and found that her hand was being held by someone.
Before she could say anything, Ji Xiuran woke up lying beside the bed.
"woke up!"
Zhao Ningchu was stunned for a moment when he heard Ji Xiuran's voice.
"Why are you here?"
"Look after you!"
Just as Zhao Ningchu was about to speak, Ji Xiuran continued: "It goes without saying that you don't need my care, Ah Chu, don't be willful!"
"Ji Xiuran, what exactly do you want to do?"
Ji Xiuran did not answer, but asked: "Do you need to go to the bathroom?"
Zhao Ningchu wanted to go to the bathroom at this moment. After all, she had an infusion last night, but because the person next to her was Ji Xiuran, she had to forcefully refuse.
"I don't need your care, just go!"
After saying that, he sat up and slowly got out of bed.
Ji Xiuran just looked at her quietly and did nothing.
Zhao Ningchu groped and moved forward slowly. Suddenly, she tripped over something and her body fell forward uncontrollably. Just when she thought she was going to have a close contact with the ground, she crashed directly into a warm
's embrace.
Before she could push him away, she heard a man's joking voice coming from above her head: "My mouth told me to get out, but my body honestly wanted to keep me."
Zhao Ningchu was ashamed and annoyed and pushed him away: "You, what are you talking about?"
Ji Xiuran supported her again: "Don't be angry. It's because I don't want to walk anymore. I'll help you go to the bathroom."
Zhao Ningchu said stubbornly: "No need, I can do it myself."
"I was rushing to help you, let's go..."
After saying that, he supported Zhao Ningchu and walked slowly towards the bathroom.
"Can you do it yourself?"
Zhao Ningchu looked embarrassed and said with some embarrassment: "Get out!"
"I'm at the door, just call me!"
Zhao Ningchu didn't speak. He relaxed after hearing the sound of the bathroom door closing.
Ji Xiuran waited quietly at the door for Zhao Ningchu to be free. He took out his cell phone and looked at it. He saw several missed calls and several unread text messages.
Ji Xiuran put the phone away without even looking at it.
At this time, the sound of toilet flushing came from the bathroom. Before Ji Xiuran could push the door in, the bathroom door was already opened by Zhao Ningchu.
Ji Xiuran went up and took her hand: "I'll help you."
"No, I can see it."
When Ji Xiuran heard this, he was stunned for a moment and said in disbelief: "Have your eyes healed?"
"I can see a little bit of light!"
"Then I'll hold on to you. When the doctor comes to check the ward, we'll check you and see when you can recover."
Zhao Ningchu said nothing, but obediently let Ji Xiuran lead her towards the hospital bed.
Sitting on the edge of the bed, Zhao Ningchu said, "What time is it now?"
"It's less than six o'clock, I'm going to take a nap."
Zhao Ningchu was not sleepy at first, but when he thought of sitting like this with Ji Xiuran, he might as well sleep.
He simply lay on the bed minding his own business.
Ji Xiuran saw that she was not covered by the quilt, and said thoughtfully: "Achu, you are pressed under the quilt, move aside and pull the quilt out."
Zhao Ningchu couldn't see it, so he moved to the side based on his feeling.
When Zhao Ningchu moved, the hospital gown on her body accidentally shrank up a little, exposing a small section of her belly.
Ji Xiuran's eyes fell on the long scar on her abdomen.
Thinking of what Shao Sinian said last night.
Is this scar left from the original caesarean section?
The scar was about ten centimeters long, and it had not healed well at first glance, so the scab mark was a bit large. Ji Xiuran frowned hard when he saw this scar.
Ji Xiuran knows better than anyone what this scar represents.
When Ji Xiuran thought about Zhao Ningchu risking his life to give birth to this child, Ji Xiuran was so jealous that he went crazy in his heart.
He took back his hand, turned around and left the ward silently.
He felt that he needed some space to calm down, otherwise he would really be unable to control his temper and hurt Zhao Ningchu.
Zhao Ningchu saw that he was missing and was a little confused when he heard the door closing in the ward.
Ji Xiuran went out?
Zhao Ningchu was lying on the bed, feeling very complicated.
If she really couldn't see her forever, then she would confess to Ji Xiuran and let Ji Xiuran take care of Xiaobai.
Thinking that he would be separated from his son forever, Zhao Ningchu's heart ached uncontrollably.
When Ji Xiuran came back, he saw Zhao Ningchu lying on the bed crying silently.
Ji Xiuran thought she was scared by her sudden departure, so she quickly said, "Achu, what's wrong with you? I was at the door and didn't leave."
Zhao Ningchu said nothing.
Ji Xiuran took out a tissue and gently wiped the tears on Zhao Ningchu's cheeks.
"Stop crying!"
Ji Xiuran didn't know how to comfort him, so he could only say these three words stiffly.
Zhao Ningchu sniffed and suddenly said: "Ji Xiuran..."
"Well, I'm here!"
"Is there anything to eat? I'm hungry."
Zhao Ningchu took the initiative to make delicious food, and Ji Xiuran was extremely excited.
I just drank a little porridge last night, and I must be starving now.
"I'm going to buy you breakfast now. Just wait for me."
Zhao Ningchu didn't say anything. Only after hearing the sound of the door closing did she know Ji Xiuran had left the ward.
She slowly sat up from the bed and leaned on the bed in a daze.
Just now, she almost said that Xiaobai is your son and you should take good care of him in the future.
Fortunately, she restrained herself.
She couldn't let Ji Xiuran know that Xiaobai was his son until the last moment.
More than ten minutes later, Ji Xiuran pushed open the ward door with some breathlessness. As soon as he entered, he saw Zhao Ningchu holding a fruit knife in her hand. Without even thinking, he rushed up and snatched the knife from her hand.
"Zhao Ningchu, you are crazy."
Ji Xiuran's sudden roar made Zhao Ningchu stunned.
Staring at him with blank eyes.
Ji Xiuran continued to yell: "It's just that you are temporarily invisible, and you are looking for death and survival. Have you ever thought about your son or daughter?"
If he had arrived a few minutes late, would Zhao Ningchu have committed suicide?
When Ji Xiuran thought of this, he felt scared.
Everything he said was vibrato.
"Who told you I committed suicide?"
Zhao Ningchu said with a calm expression.
Then he groped towards the bed.
Ji Xiuran was stunned.
"Then what are you doing with the fruit knife?"
"I just want to eat apples."
Having made a big mistake, Ji Xiuran threw the fruit knife on the table in embarrassment.
"If you want to eat it, wait for me to peel it for you. You can't see it now. How do you peel it?"
"I didn't want to peel it. I just picked it up and you came in."
Ji Xiuran put the lunch box in his hand on the table, walked up and took Zhao Ningchu's hand: "Come sit down and have breakfast."
"I haven't brushed my teeth and washed my face yet."
"Sit down first."
After saying that, he turned around and went to the bathroom.
When Ji Xiuran came out of the bathroom again, he had a basin of water in his hand.
He placed the basin on a chair nearby, took out the towel and wrung it out, and prepared to wash Zhao Ningchu's face.
Although Zhao Ningchu couldn't see him, he could hear what he was going to do.
"I'll do it myself, and you give me the towel."
Ji Xiuran didn't force it and handed her the towel.
After washing her face, he handed her the mouthwash and said, "Mouthwash, I don't need a toothbrush today."
"Thanks!"
The atmosphere between the two was rarely harmonious, and Ji Xiuran's lips curved into a smile.
After he had served Zhao Ningchu to wash up, he began to serve her to eat again. He had never served someone like this before, and he didn't expect that he felt impatient.
Zhao Ningchu was eating breakfast quietly, while Ji Xiuran sat opposite her and looked at her.
"Do you need to eat fruit? Fruit after meals."
"Um!"
"Then I'll peel an apple for you."
After saying that, he picked up the apples and fruit knife that Shao Sinian had brought in last night on the table and started peeling them for Zhao Ningchu.
However, this was Ji Xiuran's first time doing this kind of thing, and he was very unskilled in doing it. The peel was very thick, and only about 77% of the pulp was left after peeling the apple.
He carefully cut the peeled apple into pieces and set them aside.
After the girl finished her breakfast, she picked up a piece of apple and handed it to her mouth: "Try to see if it's sweet."
Zhao Ningchu hesitated for a moment, then opened her mouth.
Ji Xiuran watched her swallow it with excitement: "How is it? Is it sweet?"
It's not very sweet and a little sour. That's why Zhao Ningchu doesn't like eating apples.
"fine!"
"I'll give it a try!"
I ate a piece without thinking about it.
"sweet."
Ji Xiuran felt that he had never tasted such sweet fruit.
He picked up another piece and handed it to Zhao Ningchu: "Here, eat some!"
"I'll do it myself."
After saying that, he reached out to take it, but Ji Xiuran's hand moved slightly, and Zhao Ningchu grabbed it.
Ji Xiuran smiled and said, "You can't see, so I'll do it!"
While talking, he handed the fruit to her mouth.
Zhao Ningchu knew how to open her mouth and hold the apple in her mouth.
While eating the apple, she said, "What time is it?"
I can't see it with my eyes, but I always have a feeling of what year it is this morning.
Only when you ask questions can you feel at ease.
"It's not even eight o'clock yet."
"How about seven o'clock?"
"Seven forty-five."
Zhao Ningchu said oh and said again: "Aren't you going to work?"
"The company is fine."
"Ji Xiuran, actually you don't have to do this. My blindness has nothing to do with you."
When Ji Xiuran heard this, his whole body froze.
It doesn't matter.
Ever since I met Zhao Ningchu, what they said the most was: "It has nothing to do with you, don't meet, you can leave, etc..."
After a while, Ji Xiuran finally spoke: "There is no one in the hospital to take care of you now. I'm worried."
"It's okay. You can go. I don't need to be taken care of. I just can't see. There's no other big problem."
"I'll leave when Shao Sinian comes."
Ji Xiuran didn't want to leave for ten thousand reasons, but in order to appease Zhao Ningchu, he had to say it this day.