Gu Xiyan was in a good mood. After the massage, she paid a large tip and called a taxi home feeling refreshed.
…
Mu Chenxi was pushed into the emergency room, and Fu Yanshen, who was about to follow him in, was stopped.
With a "clang" sound, the door closed in front of him, as if it was slapped directly on him.
Fu Yanshen was so shocked that his legs went weak, and he staggered back several steps unsteadily.
I didn't stand firm until my back hit the wall.
…
It was late at night, and he was the only one in the empty corridor.
Fu Yanshen was leaning there in thin clothes, and the shirt under his thin sweater was already soaked.
The draft blew through the hall, chilling me to the bone.
As if he couldn't feel the cold, he stared blankly at the closed door directly in front of him.
Until, my right palm suddenly started to feel hot.
He slowly lowered his head and looked at the blood on his hands, which was left by him just hugging Chen Xi.
Fu Yanshen stared blankly at the blood that had not dried up, and his hands trembled uncontrollably.
The last words Chen Xi said while lying in his arms had a huge impact on him.
Destroyed the self-righteousness and normality he had always had!
When they first got together, he knew that Chen Xi didn't love him either.
And he didn't care about it.
When he was with Chen Xi, what he wanted was not her love.
He also never lacks the love of women.
Her love is not rare to him.
Until one day later, he found that Chen Xi fell in love with him.
In front of him, she didn't know how to hide her emotions, so she just wrote that she fell in love with him on her face.
She thought she was hiding it well and didn't express her feelings without knowing it, so she dragged him to a clay sculpture shop.
Let him accompany her to learn clay sculpture.
He has a mysophobia and can't stand the feeling of mud on his dirty hands.
Seeing the displeasure on his face, she didn't force it. She sat him aside and waited for her, letting him watch her do it.
She has a really good sense of proportion.
This is one of the important reasons why he likes to get along with her so much.
Chen Xi's hands-on ability is not strong, but she works hard to learn from her master.
Typical talent is not enough, so you have to work hard to make it up.
Until the shaping is successful, the master takes it in and burns it.
She leaned in his arms and waited expectantly.
When the master took out the fired clay sculpture, her eyes lit up.
She left his arms and carefully stepped forward to take it.
Holding it in front of him, she looked at him expectantly and asked, "A Yan, can we put this at home?"
"Okay." He agreed directly without hesitation.
Just an ornament.
Even if it doesn’t fit in with the decoration of your home.
But, as long as she is happy.
As soon as he finished speaking, he insisted that intimate matters must be done privately to her.
Because I was so happy, I stood on tiptoes for the first time in public and kissed him on the lips with a smile.
After the kiss, she hugged the clay sculpture with a sweet look on her face, shyly burying her face in his arms, and her whole body was filled with happiness.
He lowered his eyes and looked at the happy little woman in his arms, feeling infected and frowning.
He liked to see her smiling happily, as if she owned the whole world.
He couldn't respond to love, but he could treat her better and make her happier.
Since that day, he has been getting better and better towards her.
And, because of his kindness, Chen Xi fell deeper and deeper into trouble.
I trust and rely more and more on him, and my smile becomes sweeter and sweeter.
Immerse yourself in happiness and be happy every day.
He always believed that he was not wrong.
The fact that she fell in love with him was because she didn't control her own heart, and he didn't need to be responsible for it.
He responded by being nicer to her because he also wanted to make her happier. But she fell deeper and deeper because of this, and it had nothing to do with him.
How can it be wrong for a man to pamper his woman, treat her well, and make her happy?
But until Chenxi lay in his arms, she was in extreme pain, accusing him every word with tears in her eyes.
As for the sentence "I love you", if it hadn't been mentioned that morning, he would have even forgotten about it.
He thought it was just a dream and never thought about it deeply.
Now, everything is connected.
It turns out that when Chen Xi took him to the clay sculpture shop that day, it was not because she suddenly realized that she couldn't help falling in love with him and wanted to express her love to him through "growing old together", but in response to his "confession" in this way.
Fu Yanshen closed his eyes in pain.
…
Time passed by, and Fu Yanshen stood at the door of the emergency room for so long that he seemed to have turned into a living fossil, motionless.
His eyes fell on the red light above the emergency room door.
Waiting for seconds like years.
until--
Lights off.
The door opens from the inside.
Fu Yanshen's soul was restored to its original position, and he rushed over in a few strides.
The advantage of his height allowed him to glance over the head of the short doctor, but he did not see Mu Chenxi.
He raised his hands, clasped the doctor's arms, and asked anxiously, "Doctor, where is my wife? How is she?"
"She's fine."
Once he heard that Mu Chenxi was okay, the breath that Fu Yanshen had been holding in his throat finally slowly fell.
His morning light is fine!
The force on the doctor's arms relaxed.
But the next second, I tightened my grip again and asked, "Where is the child?"
The doctor's face froze.
Seeing this expression, Fu Yanshen's pupils trembled again, and his heart that had not yet fallen quickly rose to his throat again.
"say!"
Fu Yanshen's hand suddenly became stronger, and the doctor's expression was so irritating that he was on the verge of losing control tonight.
His mood swings were so great that he grabbed the doctor's collar.
The doctor, who was half a head shorter than him, was half-lifted by him, his heels off the ground.
The collar was tightened, it was difficult to breathe, and my face was blue from holding it in.
A hand clasped Fu Yanshen's arm at the right time. It was Tang Sinian who came in a hurry. He glanced at the doctor who was being held by his brother and said in time to stop him, "A Shen, let go first."
Tang Sinian is a famous surgical master in China and a rare medical genius in a century.
Less than thirty years old, he is already internationally renowned.
He happened to be invited to perform an operation that no one dared to do today, and the success rate was extremely low.
He came over and completed the operation easily, having just gotten off the operating table a few minutes ago.
Avoiding the family members waiting outside, walked out through other passages.
I heard the night shift nurse talking.
It was definitely Fu Yanshen's wife who entered the emergency room. He hurried over without changing his clothes.
…
Fu Yanshen heard Tang Sinian's voice and turned to him.
She met his eyes, and at the hint of his eyes, she let go of her hand.
"Doctor Tang."
The attending doctor who was rescued from Fu Yanshenmo's eyes lit up when he saw Tang Sinian.
Tang Sinian is so famous in the medical community that even though he is several years older in terms of age and qualifications, people still have a strong mentality.
There are few people in the medical community who do not admire Downs Nian.
There are a small number of people who don't admire him because they are the giants of the medical field, and Tang Sinian is a junior to them.
I don’t admire it, but I appreciate it very much.
"What's going on with the fetus in my sister-in-law's belly?"
Tang Sinian clasped Fu Yanshen's arm to prevent him from getting excited again.
The phrase "sister-in-law" shows his relationship with Fu Yanshen.
[The author has something to say]
Dog man, just wait!
Not unusual! Haha!
By the time you start to care about me, my daughter won’t care about you anymore!
Hum.╭(╯^╰)╮
Let me help my dog son explain weakly: He didn’t regard Chen Xi as his female partner during sex. It was just the emotion that had been buried deep in his heart for too long and was revealed after drinking too much. (Put it this way, it doesn’t seem to be any better)