Sheng Yanxuan, who was in the ward, couldn't help but sneeze, thinking he had another cold.
If two people knew that Mrs. Sheng and Mr. Sheng had guessed for a second that they were having a fake marriage just now, they might faint from shock.
The air in the hospital at night is damp and cold.
Chu Qingxue stood at the bottom of the hospital building with her arms folded in loose clothes. She looked up at the moon in the sky. The bright moon shone on her fair and slender neck, making her whole face soft and smooth.
She looked at the sky and clasped her hands in prayer.
"I wish Sheng Yanxuan good health and everything goes well. I hope he will always be safe and happy. I hope she and he will grow old together."
After praying silently, she raised her head and looked up. The moon was shining brightly, and she always felt that gods would bless the patients in the hospital.
Chu Qingxue also heard the patient's family members discussing together in the ward area today. She heard that praying to the moon at twelve o'clock every night would help the patient recover and live a long life.
Chu Qingxue believed it when she heard it, and couldn't help thinking secretly in her heart, hoping that Sheng Yanxuan's illness would be cured soon.
It was late autumn at this time, and the cool night breeze blew Chu Qingxue's thick black hair, floating in the air and making people unable to help but be intoxicated.
Chu Qingxue closed her eyes. She was not an idealist, but now she was willing to be an idealist for Sheng Yanxuan.
So many people, in order to see their loved ones have a chance of survival, regardless of feudal superstitions, as long as there is still a little hope, they will rush forward and fight for it regardless of their own safety.
Chu Qingxue opened her eyes, her eyes shining with perseverance.
She is also willing to bless Sheng Yanxuan once.
Chu Qingxue bought two cups of hot milk at a small supermarket near the hospital. Holding the warm milk, she stood by the steps at the entrance of the inpatient department and looked at the bright lights inside.
How many family members of patients were here to accompany their loved ones? The lights were bright but there was a sense of lifelessness. Chu Qingxue suddenly felt a little scared.
She was afraid that Sheng Yanxuan would become like this place, showing lifelessness.
Does she know if she can withstand such a scene? Chu Qingxue is not sure, so she doesn't want Sheng Yanxuan to experience such a thing.
She gathered up her windbreaker, held the hot milk in her arms tightly, and took a deep breath.
Walking through the long corridor in the middle of the inpatient department towards the elevator, Chu Qingxue saw many people sleeping in the corridor with patients because they had no beds or no money to buy beds.
Everyone had no expression on their faces, as if they were walking zombies, numb and desperate.
Chu Qingxue felt sour in her heart. She suddenly didn't dare to continue imagining it. She was afraid that she would collapse.
The suffering of the world was vividly displayed in the hospital. Chu Qingxue looked at the hot milk in her hand and suddenly felt very hot.
Walking to the elevator, Chu Qingxue turned back and looked at the lifeless inpatient department. Only then did she truly feel what hell on earth was. If she could only describe it as indifference before, now it has become indescribable.
of fear.
Is there anything she can do to change?
Chu Qingxue lowered her head and said nothing. She hated to see others suffer the most, but she was powerless to do anything about this. She couldn't even say a word of comfort.
"I'm really useless -" Chu Qingxue muttered to herself with lowered eyes.
After standing there for a long time, Chu Qingxue finally plucked up the courage to step into the elevator and press the number 10. She leaned against the wall and stared at the jumping floors on the screen.
Maybe, she really can do something, right?
Sheng Yanxuan is by her side...
Thinking of this, Chu Qingxue's originally lifeless face broke into a smile, with a hint of sweetness in the corners of her eyes and eyebrows.
bite--
The elevator door opened, and Chu Qingxue's steps became much happier.
Doing more good deeds can be considered as a way to accumulate virtue for Sheng Yanxuan. She just hopes that he will get better soon, so that she can feel relieved and completely relieved...
Sheng Yanxuan was lying on the hospital bed looking at the bright moon outside the window, and the room was pitch black.
Except for the moonlight shining in through the window, the rest of the room was plunged into darkness.
He closed his eyes slightly and heard a subtle sound coming into his mind. It was the lightness of footsteps and the gentle sound of the door closing.
Chu Qingxue tiptoed open the door and walked cautiously towards Sheng Yanxuan's bed, fearing to wake up the sleeping man.
She sat on the edge of the bed and stared silently at the unconscious man on the bed.
He lay there quietly, his thick and curled eyelashes covering his eyelids, his thin lips under the high bridge of his nose pursed into a straight line, his fair skin almost transparent, his whole figure looked like a porcelain doll, so fragile that one couldn't help but pity him
.
She sighed softly, put the warm milk in her hand into the incubator, and picked up a wet towel to wipe Sheng Yanxuan's body carefully.
The warm towel passed over Sheng Yanxuan's skin, causing bursts of itching and making his whole body stiffen. He tried hard to restrain the thoughts surging in his body, not to open his eyes or look at the close-up picture.
A beautiful face so close at hand.
The towel started to wipe from his neck, and then Chu Qingxue's delicate hands unbuttoned his shirt one by one, revealing a large area of lean and strong chest.
His throat rolled twice, and his body's reaction became stronger and stronger.
The breathing ups and downs in the chest also intensified.
Chu Qingxue glanced at Sheng Yanxuan and found that he was still unresponsive, with his eyes closed and breathing heavily.
Her face was so hot that she thought Sheng Yanxuan had woken up.
She muttered, couldn't help but sigh, and complained in her heart.
I don’t know why, but no nurse is willing to come to work, even though the salary offered is five times higher than others...
The doctor also told her that Sheng Yanxuan's physical condition was still not good and she must not let him move too much, otherwise the wound would be stretched.
Chu Qingxue is now Sheng Yanxuan's nanny, serving him every day.
Close enough to...
I even have to wipe myself.
Looking at Sheng Yanxuan's half-open chest and vaguely visible abdominal muscles, Chu Qingxue swallowed.
Too many inappropriate images flashed through my mind.
"Beast, beast, Chu Qingxue, what are you thinking about?" She murmured to herself, closing her eyes and not wanting to look at this tempting picture again.
Is it okay? She was just wiping her body, not doing anything bad.
What is she shy about?
Chu Qingxue patted her cheek, forced herself to put her thoughts back, and continued to wipe Sheng Yanxuan's body resignedly.
Although Sheng Yanxuan's chest is flat, it is not ambiguous at all where it should be, and it feels very good to the touch.
Chu Qingxue coughed a few times to cover up her embarrassment and continued to help Sheng Yanxuan scrub her body.
Sheng Yanxuan felt Chu Qingxue's paused movements, and her fingers moved across his abdomen. The subtle touch caused him to throb. This chapter has been completed!