Seeing that the nurse didn't make a sound, Zha Zhongqi shifted his body slightly. The pain spread throughout his body, causing him to frown involuntarily.
“My fiancée loves crispy tripe the most, and she always orders several plates of it. In the past, she would often act cute and act coquettish, deliberately cooking the tripe for too long until it was so tough that it was impossible to chew. Then she would pretend to be pitiful in front of me, saying that she had bad teeth.”
The anesthesia wore off, and I slept enough.
The only way to relieve the pain is to think of your loved one.
In the past, Zha Zhongqi always thought of her silently in his heart.
But today, upon smelling the aroma of his beloved's favorite hot pot, Zha Zhongqi was immediately lost in memories.
“She would snatch the tripe I had cooked from my bowl every time, swallow it in one gulp, and start praising me before I even finished eating, saying that I had timed it perfectly and that the tripe tasted very good, both tender and crisp.”
Thinking of his lover's coquettish appearance, Zha Zhongqi's slightly furrowed brows slowly relaxed.
A smile gradually spread across his entire face.
"Nurse, the lights are a bit too bright, could you turn them off? Are you busy tonight? If you're not, could you sit down and chat with me?"
Perhaps they felt that those words were a bit too frivolous.
Zha Zhongqi quickly explained:
"I'm sorry, I'm not a frivolous person. I just think the hot pot smell on you is very pleasant and can relieve my pain."
Yunxi loves hot pot the most.
She used to only eat clear soup, not spicy or numbing food.
When they first got together, she said she was allergic to Sichuan peppercorns.
Later, when I was really craving it, I took a bite of the crispy tripe in his bowl, and that opened the door to a whole new world for me.
A person who always gets acne from eating spicy food becomes addicted to spicy food after being with him.
Zha Zhongqi could tell the story of Yunxi for a lifetime.
He realized he had talked too much, and after waiting a long time for a nurse's response, he apologized and said:
If you're busy, then...
"I'm not busy."
The nurse blurted it out.
His voice was a little hoarse.
Zha Zhongqi gently reminded him:
"You can't usually eat spicy food, right? Remember to eat some fruit to soothe your throat after eating hot pot. My fiancée doesn't like to eat fruit, so her throat always hurts after eating hot pot."
Only one dim, yellow light was on in the room.
The nurse sat on the edge of the bed, listening quietly as Zha Zhongqi told the story of his fiancée.
"Nurse, if you don't like eating fruit either, just put a packet of watermelon frost lozenges in your bag. They're refreshing and good for your throat."
The nurse lowered her voice and said somewhat awkwardly:
"What girl doesn't love eating fruit? Eating more fruit is good for your skin."
Zha Zhongqi couldn't help but laugh:
"My fiancée has a weak stomach and loves cold things, so she can't eat chilled fruit. But during the years she was with me, her stomach got better, and her skin became very good, very fair, with big eyes that looked like they were filled with stars. When she smiled, she had two dimples on her cheeks, which were particularly charming. Every time she smiled at me, I wanted to give her my whole world."
"She used to be very delicate, not at all a strong woman."
Later, she became independent and capable in the business world, transforming herself into a strong woman.
I wonder how she's managed to get through these past few years, in places where no one can see her.
Zha Zhongqi's eyes welled up with tears.
A sudden wave of sadness made him fall silent.
The nurse saw tears streaming down his face and reached out to wipe them away, but then stopped in mid-air.
"You seem...to love your fiancée very much?"
Her voice was also a little choked up.
Zha Zhongqi nodded slightly:
"Love, love so much, love her so much! She's such a wonderful girl, who wouldn't love her?"
Even that kid who's much younger than her wants to marry her.
"Since you love her so much and have been together for so many years, why don't you marry her?"
Fiancée, fiancée.
If you're not married, you're nothing.
Only a wife is someone you marry and bring home.
"I will marry her."
Zha Zhongqi did not answer the nurse's question.
Instead, he said to himself.
"When?" the nurse asked.
The pain, which had been briefly forgotten, now surged intensely throughout my body again.
But what this pain brought Zha Zhongqi was not discomfort, but contentment.
The pain means he is still alive.
As long as he lives, there is hope, and he will definitely marry the girl he loves most.
Zha Zhongqi poked the area where the skin graft had been placed with his finger, and the intense pain made him extremely clear-headed.
"Soon, once I've recovered from this surgery, I'll propose to her."
The world is so big, what's the point of his existence if he can't be by her side?
The thought of her getting married...
Zha Zhongqi's tone instantly became dejected:
"I just wonder if she's still waiting for me?"
Hopefully, it's not too late.
The nurse's eyes welled up with tears, and she couldn't hold back her sobs.
"Yes, she is. You love her so much, she must be waiting for you."
This voice sounds familiar.
Zha Zhongqi slowly opened his eyes and tilted his head back slightly:
"Your voice sounds a lot like mine..."
Before Zha Zhongqi could finish speaking, the nurse jumped up. Her phone suddenly rang, and she turned her back to him.
"Excuse me, I have to go now."
The nurse quickly left the ward.
Zha Zhongqi sighed, perhaps because he missed her too much, he always felt that everyone was like her.
Outside the door, Piqiu, carrying dinner, brushed past the nurse.
He entered the ward:
"Seventh Brother, I just smelled a faint hot pot aroma. Let's go eat there together after you're discharged from the hospital."
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