Chapter 35: It was Luo Miao who broke into the door...

Luo Miao opened the door when he came out and didn't close it yet.

Some light shone through from inside, pale, and combined with the suppressed coughing sound, it was easy to remind people of Qi Hanmu's bloodless face.

It was already dusk outside, and the hospital was no less busy at night than during the day. Looking down, people were coming and going in the lobby on the ground floor, gathering in groups of three or five like little ants.

There were young, haggard patients and worried old men supporting each other.

An old woman with lifeless eyes passed by, holding a child in her arms.

The child's wrist was stretched out and carefully fixed by his family. He was still receiving an IV.

Hospitals always reflect the various aspects of life. Xia Yiqing's position was quite clever, and she didn't need to look for an angle to see the blushing men and women.

They glared at each other, and from their lip movements one could tell they were worried about money.

It was unknown what the woman said after her chest rose and fell violently, but the man's eyes instantly turned red, his shoulders slumped, and he sat outside quietly with his head down.

There are too many frustrations here, the VIP ward is slightly better.

But it was almost midnight, and there were still doctors and nurses pushing emergency beds and rushing past.

Outside, one can hear the subtle sound of instruments, not loud, like the echo of life, both calling for death and foreshadowing new life.

"Madam, do you want to go in and see the Third Master again?" Secretary Luo's voice came from the side.

"Master San's recovery from surgery isn't going well, and the pain pump stopped early. He probably needs someone to accompany him now."

Qi Hanying finished her meal and looked up.

The pair of eyes that were similar to Qi Hanmu's features, but lacked the sharpness in them, stared at Xia Yiqing for a long time, leaving behind a sentence, "Accompany my brother well."

He stood up with the help of a stool. Perhaps he hadn't had enough rest recently, and there were obvious dark circles under his eyes.

Perhaps because he didn't hold on firmly, the young man swayed and was supported by Luo Miao.

Xia Yiqing only saw the whorl in his hair.

"You have to take good care of my brother. He doesn't say it out loud, but he really likes you. I still have things to take care of, so please...

The young man bowed slightly and slowly bent towards Xia Yiqing, almost performing a salute.

Xia Yiqingxu helped him up and said, "Don't bother with that. He's my husband, I'll take care of him naturally."

These days, Qi Hanmu's weird parents haven't come to the hospital to make trouble. It's probably because Qi Hanying is behind it.

Seeing the young man walking away accompanied by Luo Miao, Xia Yiqing took a deep breath and pushed open the door of the ward.

The door was not locked as per custom, nor could it be locked.

Hospitals need to monitor patients' health in all aspects, and there is really no way to take patients' privacy into account in these aspects.

Xia Yiqing slowly closed the door and saw the thin figure wearing a nasal oxygen tube with his eyes closed.

The once high and mighty Third Master is now forced to be confined in such a small place with no privacy at all. This feeling must be really uncomfortable.

"Third Master?"

Seeing that the numbers displayed on the electrocardiogram monitor were slightly stable and the man was out of danger, Xia Yiqing boldly called out to him.

In fact, she acted even more boldly.

When she called Qi Hanmu, she was less than one meter away from the bed.

After calling out, Xia Yiqing had already borrowed a chair from Luo Miao and sat down.

The man's attractive facial features did not look scary even on his thin face, but blended perfectly with his sickly face.

His eyes were closed, the pain pump beside the bed was turned off, and his sword-like eyebrows were slightly furrowed, almost able to draw a vertical line between his eyebrows.

Qi Hanmu, who might be in a coma, was very well-behaved. He lay flat on the curved hospital bed with his hands on his abdomen. The needle hole was obvious, but he was not receiving any intravenous drip.

Xia Yiqing touched it lightly and it felt very cold.

It's like the temperature of the sea in winter. It won't make you lose skin if you touch it, but it will make you shiver all over and shudder violently.

Xia Yiqing slowly traced the man's face and eyebrows with her eyes, and her heart calmed down.

The man with his eyes closed and not speaking to her was beautiful and quiet, like an ancient oil painting. Looking closely, the deep sea was constantly surging, the waves were lingering, and swirling around people's ankles.

If the sleeping Qi Hanmu is the sea, Xia Yiqing is the child hugging her knees at the beach, watching the clouds roll by and the waves surge onto the beach with her eyes wide open.

Children are attracted by the tranquility unique to the ocean and want to get closer to this peace.

But one step closer brings you closer to danger, and one step away brings you further away from peace of mind.

The waves surged silently, and the children on the shore began to look for their drawing boards restlessly, trying to remember the depth and vastness of the sea in their hearts.

"Hmm?"

Qi Hanmu opened his thin pale eyelids.

His eyes were like the sea at night, seemingly calm, but actually full of turbulent undercurrents and surging waves.

Perhaps it was because his throat was dry after just sleeping, or perhaps it was because his voice was always hoarse after the intubation, Qi Hanmu did not speak.

He stared at Xia Yiqing with his cold eyes, without blinking.

But there was no trace of tenderness inside, only the deep night.

And just the right amount of doubt.

Although he didn't move, his hand, which had retracted into the quilt, was already asking Xia Yiqing what she was doing here.

"I came to see you," Xia Yiqing did not lift the quilt to find Qi Hanmu's hand. She tucked the quilt for him, with a smile on her lips.

"By the way, do you want to eat anything? The doctor said you can eat something now. You can't keep relying on nutrient solution to keep you full."

The man's eyelashes drooped, and no one knew what he was thinking.

The green nasal oxygen tube on his face was too obvious, but against the backdrop of his bluish complexion, it didn't seem so out of place.

The man leaned quietly on the bed, and the girl sat elegantly, but couldn't help but move closer to him.

She seemed to have no idea what loss was, and was excitedly introducing to him the things he could eat now.

He himself doesn't care about those things.

Having been ill for so long, every attack was like fighting against death. Qi Hanmu thought he had become accustomed to the feeling of seeing the pale ceiling after severe pain.

But the arrival of the woman in front of him added color to the ward without any explanation.

Like a shooting star across the night sky, dazzling and desirable.

But, it is extremely short.

She may have feelings for him, but how long can this feeling last under the torture of illness?

Qi Hanmu didn't know.

Or rather, he didn't want to know.

If the light cannot stay on him for long, why bother to illuminate him.

Don’t you know that people in the dark can also live well and have hope for the future?

Ever since this light shone into his life, everything changed.

He no longer longed for revenge, and tried his best to gain control of the Qi family, just to let her see.

Let that beam of light stay for him for a short while.

But the experience of these three years told him that he was wrong, extremely wrong.

Light will not remember things in the dark just because it once illuminated the darkness.

She would just smile and move on to the next one.

Save another person.

"go out."

The man's voice was abrupt, hoarse, and mixed with phlegm.

The already unclear sound is even more annoying.

He closed his eyes, turned sideways with all his strength, raised his thin wrist, and touched the call bell with his fingertips.

Instinctively, he didn't want to see the criticism and pity in the girl's eyes.

"Third Master," the girl's voice was soft, not like she was affected at all, just like the determination of the light that illuminated the darkness.

"I know you don't want others to see you like this, but we are husband and wife. We have to share weal and woe. Third Master should know this better than me."

With his back to Xia Yiqing, Qi Hanmu took off his hearing aid and lay down.

This means a complete refusal to communicate.

Doctors and nurses filed in and first checked the instruments. Finding nothing unusual, they were also confused. "Why is the call bell ringing?"

"Sorry," Xia Yiqing stood up and folded the chair, with a gentle smile on her face.

"He probably didn't want to see me, so he rang the bell. Please take good care of me, I'm going to leave first."

The silent world is not unfamiliar to Qi Hanmu.

He lived in an orphanage for a long time before being adopted by the Qi family.

The hearing aid was broken, and it was a rare item at that time.

The welfare home was already in financial difficulty, and the director frowned and stared at the pair of exquisite gadgets for a long time.

He was just thinking about how to comfort this overly thin child when he saw the child clutching the corner of his clothes, blinking and smiling at him gently, "Grandpa Dean, I'm fine. Thank you for taking me in."

This "understanding" has lasted for the past year.

The hearing aid is not completely broken, it can only receive incomplete sound waves.

He usually doesn't wear it. Only when it's late at night and everyone is asleep, he will quietly take it out from under his pillow, hug his knees, curl up in the thin quilt, and listen to this noisy and chaotic world.

The smell of the doctor's disinfectant lingered for a long time, but never reached the other side of the bed.

They may be afraid of the title of the person in charge of the Qi family, so they dare not approach him, but just want to avoid making mistakes.

His feelings are not important, as long as the person is not killed by them.

The air flow kept changing, Qi Hanmu lifted the quilt and huddled in.

He curled up his body, his thinner arms wrapped tightly around his calves, holding himself tightly in an absolutely safe defensive posture.

Suddenly, the quilt moved.

Qi Hanmu held his breath for a moment.

He was sure that he had not moved.

This power can only come from outside.

Who is it?

He clenched his fists and then unclenched them.

Qi Hanmu lowered his eyes. He wanted to see who was brave enough to launch a night attack.

The hand became more "rampant" when it noticed that Qi Hanmu did not resist.

Originally, he just wanted to reach in and pull the quilt slightly.

I found that the person inside didn't react, maybe I thought he was asleep, so I just boldly opened it.

The light was overwhelming and unreasonable, pouring down in front of Qi Hanmu's eyes. To his eyes that had adapted to the darkness under the quilt, it was so white that it was blinding.

The corners of his eyes unconsciously became moist, and some physiological tears overflowed. Qi Hanmu frowned tightly.

He looked around cautiously, trying to find the "intruder".

The girl didn't hide or evade, but stood in front of him with a smile on her lips.

She was still holding a corner of the quilt between her right fingers.

It was already obvious who was the culprit behind the "prank" just now.

After adjusting to the light outside, Qi Hanmu quickly scanned the girl's face.

Young and bright, like a flower in bloom, it blooms beautifully without any effort.

She opened her red lips slightly, revealing her white teeth. "Third Master, come out and get some fresh air. Don't keep yourself suffocated. Be careful not to get moldy."

As Xia Yiqing spoke, she could feel that cold gaze falling on her lips again.

Thinking that the man was not wearing a hearing aid and probably couldn't hear, Xia Yiqing was very generous and didn't make a fuss with him.

Unexpectedly, the first words of the stern-looking man after he sat up straight were, "What's wrong with you?"