But Su Yueya overestimated herself.
Because this injury wasn't on an ordinary patient, but on Lu Zhengjun.
Even the moment she heard Lu Zhengjun force herself to remain calm and call her out in a trembling voice, she felt an urge to cry.
Su Yueya was heartbroken.
An invisible hand was gripping her heart tightly, squeezing it harder and harder. She felt so much pain that she could hardly breathe and was about to die.
“Husband…” Su Yueya’s hands gripped the door frame, her knuckles so tight they were bloodless.
She didn't want to appear so unprofessional, but she just couldn't help it.
"It's okay, really it's nothing, it's not scary at all," Su Yueya said, trying to comfort Lu Zhengjun.
But it was to no avail.
"Crescent Moon, listen to me, go out first." Lu Zhengjun repeated.
Before the tears could fall, Su Yueya gave up and turned to leave the ward.
She leaned against the wall, covering her mouth tightly with both hands, afraid of making the slightest sound. After all, Lu Zhengjun's ears were so sharp, and she didn't want him to know that she had cried.
In the ward, Lu Zhengjun's tightly held breath finally dissipated when Su Yueya left the ward.
Even the doctors and nurses could clearly sense that Lu Zhengjun was noticeably relaxed.
He couldn't help but let his mind wander.
Will Crescent Moon dislike him?
A voice was asking and answering him.
Such an ugly and hideous scar, even you find it repulsive, so why wouldn't Crescent Moon find it repulsive?
No, Crescent Moon won't look down on him. Crescent Moon is so good.
You know that Crescent Moon is kind, but she just didn't want to say it out loud and embarrass you. Did you really believe her?
Yes, even if Crescent Moon dislikes it, she won't say it out loud, for fear of upsetting him.
Lu Zhengjun gritted his teeth. He hated his disheveled appearance but was powerless to change it.
After changing the dressing, the doctor gave Lu Zhengjun a few instructions.
He looked like he was listening, but it was also as if he wasn't listening at all. His disappointed and absent-minded appearance made the doctor feel sorry for him.
After the doctors and nurses left, Su Yueya quickly came in.
"Honey, it's okay," she smiled.
But Lu Zhengjun could only see her reddened eyes.
She cried.
Every day, every hour, Lu Zhengjun was in agony.
He was reluctant to let go of Su Yueya's hand, yet he also despised himself for being unwilling to let go. This dual torment of mind and body made him behave extremely awkwardly at certain moments.
The root of this awkwardness and entanglement lies in the reality he is powerless to change.
Lu Zhengjun did not respond to Su Yueya's words of comfort.
Whenever she wasn't at work, Su Yueya did nothing but stay at the hospital with Lu Zhengjun.
When Lu Zhengjun's appetite returned to some extent and she was able to drink nourishing soup, she asked her family to stew some and send it to her. She simply couldn't bear to leave Lu Zhengjun for so long.
Gradually, Su Yueya noticed that Lu Zhengjun had changed.
He's not usually a talkative person, but now he's become even more taciturn than before.
In the ward, Lu Zhengjun's main activity was staring out the window in a daze. He was still unable to move freely and could only lie down. However, unless Su Yueya took the initiative to talk to him, he would never do so.
It's as if he's deliberately trying to minimize his presence.
But Lu Zhengjun was clearly not like this before!
When he was alone with Su Yueya, he was very affectionate and always liked to get close to her, hug her, and have a lot to talk about with her.
Now, he doesn't even bother to approach Su Yueya, let alone exchange more than a few words with her.
"Honey, have a segment of orange." Su Yueya peeled an orange, took a segment, and, as before, fed it to Lu Zhengjun's mouth.
In the past, Lu Zhengjun would have bitten it off in one gulp, and might even have mischievously bitten Su Yueya's fingertip lightly.
But now, he will instinctively avoid it...
Su Yueya's hand paused in mid-air.
She certainly sensed Lu Zhengjun's avoidance, and her heart skipped a beat, but she immediately pretended not to notice, continuing to hold the orange segment and smiling at him.
"Go ahead and eat. I've washed my hands; they're perfectly clean."
Lu Zhengjun still didn't open her mouth.
He had originally intended to reach out and take the orange segment—the gauze on his hand had been removed, and he could now pick things up and eat by himself. Although his left hand was not as dexterous as before, he could still perform simple movements.
Then he remembered the scars on his hands, and subconsciously he hid them further inside his sleeve, as if that way Su Yueya wouldn't see them.
The brief self-deception was ridiculous, but it made him feel a little bit better.
Lu Zhengjun refused to eat, and Su Yueya didn't pull her hand back either; the two were locked in a silent struggle.
In the end, Lu Zhengjun was the first to concede defeat.
“Put it on the table, I don’t want to eat right now,” he said.
See? Not only does Lu Zhengjun not speak to Su Yueya, he even avoids her when she comes close.
That kind of avoidance is even subconscious.
Su Yueya withdrew her hand and ate the orange segment herself.
It tasted sweet, but it tasted bitter in her mouth and in her heart.
Does it really have to be this way?
Does it really have to be this way?
She asked herself, "Will things always be like this between her and Lu Zhengjun? Will he always have to avoid me?"
"Lu Zhengjun, what's wrong?" Su Yueya asked.
If she's calling me by my full name, then she must be angry.
"What exactly do you want? Are you still thinking about breaking up with me? Tell me!" Su Yueya suppressed the urge to cry; she wanted to have a proper conversation.
"no."
"Then why do you always avoid me?"
"...I'm afraid I'll scare you."
In an instant, a sense of powerlessness overwhelmed her.
But after calming down, Su Yueya felt that it was ridiculous for her to want to lose her temper, as she had clearly seen it before.
Working in a hospital, who hasn't seen a few patients who lost control of their emotions?
Lu Zhengjun is already quite good. He swallows his own pain and never loses his temper with those around him. He's just a bit awkward, even though his awkwardness makes them all feel uncomfortable.
But why should he be expected to act the same way as before? Why can't he be a little awkward?
Su Yueya placed the oranges on the bedside table, then grabbed Lu Zhengjun's hand, forcefully preventing him from pulling it away.
She looked at the scars, and touched them...
Lu Zhengjun felt like she was sitting on pins and needles.
It was as if Su Yueya's gaze had warmth; even the scars felt painful when it fell upon them.
"Actually, it's not that ugly," Su Yueya said after looking at it for a while.
Her fingertips traced the scars again and again.
Lu Zhengjun knew that Su Yueya was trying to comfort him.
So he began to reflect on whether he had been too cold and made Su Yueya feel bad. But even though she was in so much pain, she still worried about his pain and then comforted him instead.
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