Qifei took two steps, then turned back to look at the two of them. "You can't eat yet, you can only drink liquids."
"Huh?" Tiger wanted to ask for clarification, but Qifei had already hurriedly caught up with the director and went to the next room to check on patients.
"Captain, does that mean Dr. Gong doesn't want you to eat yet?"
Tiger couldn't find a way to take off, so he could only stare blankly at Shura.
"Okay." Shura nodded. "Go eat first, we'll talk later."
"yes."
Tiger was used to listening to Shura, so he ran off to eat without saying a word.
They ate very quickly. Tiger was worried that it would be inconvenient for Shura to be alone, so he finished his meal quickly and returned to the ward.
When I returned to the ward, I found that Dr. Gong was there.
"Dr. Gong, can't our captain eat right now?"
“Yes.” Qifei nodded. “He had open-chest surgery and will be able to eat again in a week.”
During this period, I can only eat liquid food.
"Hmm, that's how it is." Tiger scratched his head. "Dr. Gong, you said yesterday that you notified our team leader's family. When are they coming?"
I want to make some arrangements and see if they can look after our captain.
If not, I'll have to ask the political commissar for leave in advance.
Shura looked at Qifei, who was wearing a doctor's white coat over an olive-green military shirt, and had a gentle smile on her beautiful face.
"We've already made contact. It's alright, you can go back to report anytime."
"Huh?" Tiger was a little dumbfounded and looked at Qifei. "When are they coming? Can they look after our captain?"
"Okay, don't worry." Qifei nodded, giving Huzi a positive answer.
Although Tiger hadn't seen the person, he inexplicably believed what the female military doctor in front of him said.
He then looked at Shura, who nodded to him, "Go back and tell the political commissar about the situation."
"Yes, Captain."
Tiger packed his things and went back to the unit first. Shura looked at Qifei and asked in a slightly distracted tone, "Qifei?"
Qifei looked up at Xiuluo and reached out to adjust the position of his bed.
"It's kind of you that you still recognize me, brother." Qi Fei spoke in a gentle voice, but the content of her words made Xiu Luo's heart skip a beat.
"Brother?" Shura felt that something was not quite right.
"Yes, my stepbrother."
Qifei looked at Shura, thinking that Shura had recognized her.
"I didn't tell Uncle Xiu or Mom about your injury."
I figured that since I was in the hospital, it would be convenient for me to take care of you.
Shura looked at Qifei, "Do you know about our relationship?"
"Yes, I know. Uncle Xiu mentions you every time I go back."
After asking a few more questions, Shura realized that Qifei in this world seemed to have forgotten what happened before.
She had no idea about the true nature of their relationship.
Shura tapped his finger lightly, his gaze sweeping across Qifei's face.
So, what went wrong when she was teleporting to another world?
They don't even remember what happened between them.
In the previous world, although his original consciousness would occasionally fall asleep, he knew that Qifei could accurately find him.
He sensed that the system in Qifei's brain seemed to be dormant.
Shura lowered her eyes; it seemed that Qifei in this world didn't remember what she was supposed to do at all.
"Then I'll have to trouble you." Shura looked at Qifei with deep eyes.
She used to be the one pursuing him, but now it's his turn to take over.
"Brother, don't be so polite. If Uncle Xiu knew you were hospitalized, he would be more worried than anyone else."
I was afraid that he was too old to handle the shock, so I didn't notify him.
Or do you want to inform him?
Qifei sought Shura's opinion, but she felt that Shura would most likely refuse.
After all, Shura had never gone home for family gatherings or Chinese New Year.
She also knew that Xiu Luo might feel that Xiu's father would resist remarrying.
Moreover, he didn't know how to get along with the woman his father remarried, so he almost never went home.
But every year during the Lunar New Year, seeing Xiu's father standing at the door, eagerly waiting, always made Qi Fei feel a little heartbroken.
Our parents are getting older day by day, their hair turning white day by day.
But the person who was waiting never saw the light of day.
"No need, you're fine." As expected, Shura refused.
"Actually, Uncle Xiu still cares about you a lot," Qi Fei couldn't help but say. "He always looks forward to you coming home for holidays."
"Okay, let's go back together next time." Shura readily agreed and nodded to Qifei.
Qifei didn't understand the deeper meaning in Xiu Luo's words; she simply thought that Xiu Luo wanted to go back with her to take a look.
She was very happy and smiled even more gently at Shura, "That's the right way to think."
I'm going to buy you something. I'll come over and keep you company when I'm not at work.
It's also more convenient to check on your situation while you're at work.
Let me know if you need anything.
She had initially thought that Shura would be difficult to talk to, since he had never appeared at family gatherings.
This made him feel that he was very dissatisfied with his mother having a little child to take care of.
When she saw Xiu Luo in the operating room yesterday, she immediately recognized him as the person in Uncle Xiu's phone.
It's grown a little more than it appears in the photos on my phone.
After the surgery, she realized that she was covered in sweat.
Fortunately, Shura saved her, otherwise she wouldn't know how to explain this to Uncle Xiu.
Thinking back to the bullet that was almost touching her heart, she was glad her hand was steady enough.
"Could you help me find a pen and paper?"
Shura's dark eyes were fixed on Qifei without blinking, as if they contained a deep vortex.
"sure."
Qifei's cheeks flushed slightly under his gaze, but she remained relatively calm.
She had always known that Shura was good-looking, because in Uncle Shura's phone, although the boy had no expression, his handsome face was undeniable.
Being stared at like that by him felt like his eyes could speak.
Qifei returned to her office, pressed her heart, and felt it beating a little fast.
"Dr. Gong, you're still on duty? Didn't you work the night shift yesterday?"
A doctor who knew Qifei was very curious when he saw her.
"Yes, I have a relative who is hospitalized here, and I'm helping to look after him," Qifei explained softly.
He took the paper and pen, nodded to him, and left the office.
She should actually go and rest.
I was on the night shift yesterday, and I also had a major surgery on Shura last night, so I was actually a bit tired.
However, it would definitely be inappropriate for Shura to be alone in the ward.
She planned to take a nap on the sofa in the Shura ward for a while.
Fortunately, he was able to stay in a single room yesterday, which had fairly good amenities.
Qifei called again to order meals for the patients before returning to the ward.
"I didn't know what kind you needed, so I just brought the one I usually use."
Qifei would buy a lot of notebooks at once and keep them there, because she used them quite often.
I like to doodle and write on paper while watching surgical videos.
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