Chapter 45 Rogue

Qian Zhou's voice was as soft as a mosquito. He called out twice, but the volume was too low to be heard clearly. He must be calling Gu Sheng.

Gu Sheng moved the stool to the bedside and said, "It's okay now."

Qianzhou half opened his eyes, as if to confirm that he was still there, and closed his eyes again after seeing him.

I slept until four in the morning.

Qian Zhou vaguely felt that Gu Sheng asked the nurse to change his IV drip several times, which caused him to dream that he was being chased all over the floor by a large needle, and he didn't know where so many needles came from in the world.

The anesthetic had worn off, and Qian Zhou started to make trouble when he felt pain. He reached out to grab Gu Sheng's arm and shook him awake.

Qian Zhou gasped and said, "I want to eat barbecue..."

Gu Sheng grabbed Qian Zhou's rebellious hand and wanted to say, "Where do you want me to go in the middle of the night?", but stopped when he saw Qian Zhou's pale face.

He looked up at the wall clock and said, "The barbecue restaurant opens at seven. You can sleep for another three hours. I'll buy it for you when you wake up."

Qian Zhou felt even more aggrieved, "But I want to eat now. I want to sit up. My waist is uncomfortable lying down."

"Why is there no air conditioning in this ward? Gu Sheng, open the window...it's hot."

In the quiet night, Gu Sheng watched Qian Zhou curled up in a ball.

He leaned his back against the bed rail, his fingers restlessly grasping the corner of the pillow, "Go open it quickly..."

Gu Sheng softened his tone, "The window is open."

Qian Zhou rolled over and turned back over two seconds later, with cold sweat on his forehead.

He took two breaths and groaned, "There's no wind even with the window open. The bandage is too tight and it hurts when I move..."

Qian Zhou said again with a crying voice: "I'm hot..."

Gu Sheng picked up a stack of checklists on the table, and they rustled softly in the dark night.

He held up the list and fanned Qian Zhou, "How about this."

"Come closer." Qianzhou moved over here.

It only took up a very small space on the hospital bed. Gu Sheng looked at the quilt and it seemed to be bigger than him.

"You really are a little malnourished. Where did all the food you usually eat go?" Gu Sheng sat at the head of the bed and fanned him.

Qianzhou muttered, "I turned into a daddy."

A pleasant laugh echoed in the darkness, and Gu Sheng said, "So it's like eating for nothing, right?"

Qian Zhou sniffed and frowned, saying, "It's not a waste of food. Good food can only be digested after it enters the stomach. People can't miss a single meal while living in this world."

He tugged at Gu Sheng's sleeve, "Daddy can't be missing either!"

Gu Sheng's eyes were dry. He closed his eyes and touched Qian Zhou's forehead with his palm.

"Well... you might have a fever. Let's take your temperature."

Gu Sheng got off the bed and just took half a step when he was stopped by Qian Zhou. He asked warily, "Where are you going?"

"Take the thermometer." Gu Sheng said.

"I don't want to take my temperature." Qian Zhou wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes and pulled Gu Sheng back with both hands.

Qian Zhou clamped Gu Sheng with his legs, moving very slowly for fear of pulling the wound. He became anxious as soon as Gu Sheng showed any intention of getting up.

Gu Sheng asked him to hold it and asked, "Are you cold?"

"I'm hot." Qianzhou said.

"It's still hot and sticky." Gu Sheng moved.

"Ah!" Qianzhou screamed.

Gu Sheng gently covered his mouth, "Okay, okay, I won't move."

Qianzhou lay across the hospital bed and let Gu Sheng fan him from time to time. He finally calmed down.

The hospital was so quiet at four in the morning. There were very few people staying in single rooms, and there were empty rooms on both sides.

Qianzhou opened his eyes and looked at the leaves outside the window and the stars in the gaps.

My eyelids feel a little heavy.

Just when he was about to fall asleep, he was woken up by the pain again. Qian Zhou pouted and gasped, then leaned a little closer to Gu Sheng.

It turned into an upright position again, but upside down.

"Gu Sheng...are you sleepy?" Qian Zhou asked him in a low voice.

Gu Sheng's arms seemed to have turned into fanning machines, and the fanning rhythm remained unchanged.

He said, “It’s okay.”

Qian Zhou patted the place beside him and said, "You sleep on your back, and I'll sleep upside down."

Gu Sheng didn't want to bother, "No need."

"Why?" Qian Zhou couldn't sit up and could only look at him with squinted eyes.

It looks like he's glaring at people.

Gu Sheng said, "I spent a long time in the sea today and didn't have time to shower. I stink."

"You can go take a shower, but it's okay if you don't. I want to sleep with you, so I don't mind you..."

Gu Sheng stared at Qian Zhou's face quietly in the darkness, "You're being very difficult today."

He is usually so obedient, it turns out that all the trouble has been saved up, just waiting to be dealt with today.

Seeing that he didn't move, Qian Zhou was silent for a few seconds, and then said: "...Can you help me get some painkillers? The wound hurts so much that I can't sleep."

"Can I move now?" Gu Sheng asked.

Qian Zhou nodded slightly, "You need to come back soon."

Gu Sheng got up and went out. Two minutes later, he came back with a box of painkillers.

While pouring water, I heard Qianzhou sobbing under the quilt.

Gu Sheng lifted the quilt and saw Qian Zhou’s hair was messier than a chicken coop, and his eyes were red and swollen.

It seemed as if he had been gone not for two minutes, but for two hours.

Gu Sheng gave Qian Zhou some painkillers, laid him upright and covered his stomach with a quilt.

Qian Zhou didn't like pain, so he hooked Gu Sheng's fingers and slowly hugged Gu Sheng's arm.

Maybe it was a psychological effect, Qianzhou felt better.

There seemed to be a layer of dirt stuck on Gu Sheng's sleeves, and Qian Zhou also smelled a fishy smell.

But he said he wouldn't dislike Gu Sheng.

Qian Zhou used his fingers to pick off the seaweed fragments on Gu Sheng's sleeves and hugged his arms tighter.

There was a sound of even breathing in the ward, examination sheets were scattered on the floor, and Gu Sheng's hands were on his body.

Qian Zhou blinked slowly in the dark night, and he turned his head to look at Gu Sheng.

I saw Gu Sheng leaning on a stool and fell asleep.

Qianzhou wanted to talk to him, but didn't want to wake him up.

Then he whispered even more quietly:

"Gu Sheng, the painkillers you gave me take so long to take effect..."

After waiting for a while, Gu Sheng didn't answer.

Qianzhou paused, then added: "You don't really have to save me... I won't really die."

"I always feel that you are different from the previous mission targets. I felt that you were very familiar at first sight, but I can't remember where I have seen you before..."

"If you had met me, you would have left a very deep impression on me. Anyway... that's the feeling. Maybe I'll remember it someday."

Qian Zhou held Gu Sheng's fingers and said, "You... look a bit like my teacher when I was a child, but he didn't want me anymore and threw me into the trash..."

"Maybe it's because I wasn't obedient..."

Qian Zhou pressed his face into Gu Sheng's palm, "I really like you."

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The medicine took effect and the wound on his shoulder was less painful. Qianzhou closed his eyes sleepily.

"But...I have to leave."

What he didn't notice was that the breathing sounds above his head had already become very light, and Gu Sheng's eyes were open.

I don't know when I woke up.

Gu Sheng's throat was dry, and he asked in a hoarse voice:

"Where are you going?"