Chapter 54 Don’t Want Me to Hug You
Xu Jialan looked at the man in front of her, and the hot tears in her eyes flowed out uncontrollably and rolled down.
There was no expression on her face, but she burst into tears unexpectedly.
Without any warning, two tear marks appeared silently on the pale face.
Shen Xichuan's usually flexible brain suddenly crashed.
His heart tightened and he subconsciously stood up, sat beside the bed, and clumsily wiped the tears from his face with his fingertips.
But he found that the more he wiped, the more it appeared.
He had only seen her cry once.
In her memory, they met on the rooftop that year. She was leaning against the wall, sitting on the ground, hugging her legs, with a report card next to her, her head buried in her knees, crying uncontrollably.
Such unbridled crying made him feel distressed for the first time.
But now, he found that she was crying silently, which made him feel even more distressed.
Shen Xichuan knew he was screwed.
He was completely obsessed with a girl named Xu Jialan.
But he accepted it willingly.
“It’s really killing me.”
The man sighed in compromise, reached out and took her into his arms, patting her back gently.
His voice was a little hoarse, his movements were clumsy but he was very patient as he coaxed.
"Whatever you want, whatever you want, I'll do it. Stop crying, okay?"
Before this, his team members said that no matter how dangerous the rescue environment was, he could remain calm and composed and issue rescue orders.
Even if the sky falls, you won't see panic on his face.
Maybe he would think so too.
But after today, he won't think so anymore.
Or maybe he shouldn't have thought this way earlier.
Xu Jialan closed her eyes, rested her chin on his shoulder, and let the tears fall.
She gritted her teeth and didn't cry out.
Shen Xichuan felt that the shoulder area of his shirt was getting wetter and wetter.
The movement of his bony hands suddenly stopped.
The man gently pinched the back of the girl's neck through her long hair, carefully avoiding the wound.
A faint sigh was let out.
"Xu Jialan, if you cry again, I will have no choice but to kiss you."
It sounds like a threat, but it is more of a man's helplessness and heartache as he watches his beloved girl cry silently.
As soon as he finished speaking, Xu Jialan opened his eyes, which were wet and had a red blush at the corners.
She sniffed softly and choked slightly, "I'm not crying anymore."
"Yeah?"
The man chuckled, "That's a shame."
When Xu Jialan heard his ruffian-like words, he couldn't help but hit his other shoulder with his clenched fist.
Shen Xichuan quickly grabbed her hand and sighed helplessly.
"Almost recovered, baby."
The two words that came out of his mouth made Xu Jialan's ears and eyes red.
But this time she really didn't cry.
She lowered her head, raised her other hand, and quickly wiped the tears from her face.
Xu Jialan subconsciously wanted to distance himself from the two of them and leaned back on the bed.
She paused, reached out and gently pushed him, her voice a little soft.
"Let go."
The man held her shoulders with one hand and held her hand where the needle was inserted with the other.
Shen Xichuan lowered his eyes to look at the top of her dark head, and his chest shook slightly.
"Release what?"
Xu Jialan didn't say anything.
Shen Xichuan chuckled, lowered his head, and leaned lightly on her shoulder.
"Don't you want me to hug you?"
Xu Jialan said coquettishly, "Shen Xichuan."
The man curled his lips, "Yeah, I'm here."
He raised his hand and rubbed her head, then obediently let her go.
Xu Jialan pursed her lips, lowered her eyes and didn't look at him.
Shen Xichuan saw the red at the corners of her eyes, and his eyes deepened.
He didn't ask her why she was crying, nor did he mention the scene just now. He just quietly poured a glass of warm water and handed it to her.
Xu Jialan licked his dry lips and reached out to take it.
…
The doctor came over and checked the wound and removed the needle.
"The wound has healed well and there's no inflammation. All I need to do next is change the dressing regularly. I'll see how it goes in a week and see if I can remove the stitches."
Shen Xichuan carefully wrote down the precautions that the doctor said.
Xu Jialan has never liked hospitals.
She looked at the doctor and asked, "Doctor, when can I be discharged from the hospital?"
Hearing this, the doctor was stunned for a moment, and subconsciously looked at Shen Xichuan.
The man frowned slightly, "You want to be discharged?"
Xu Jialan looked at him and hummed pitifully, "I don't like staying in the hospital."
Hearing this, Shen Xichuan looked at the doctor, “In her condition, can she be discharged now?”
The doctor nodded. "Yes, as long as you don't let the wound get wet, don't let it get inflamed, and take good care of it, it shouldn't be a big problem whether you need to be hospitalized or not."
Xu Jialan breathed a sigh of relief.
Seeing her expression, Shen Xichuan knew that she really didn’t want to stay in the hospital, so he nodded, “If you don’t want to stay in the hospital, then let’s go home.”
Xu Jialan curled his eyes.
Shen Xichuan saw her smile, and his brows softened a little.
The Shen family is the big boss of the hospital, so Shen Xichuan naturally doesn’t need to worry about the discharge matters, it’s just a matter of a word.
However, he still asked the doctor carefully about what he needed to pay attention to after being discharged from the hospital.
I even took notes.
The pen was a gift from Xu Jialan.
The paper was written by tearing off a prescription from the doctor.
Xu Jialan looked at his serious expression and was confused for a moment, thinking that the person in front of him was the sixteen-year-old Shen Xichuan.
The doctor did not dare to be perfunctory and explained in detail a lot of things that needed attention.
Shen Xichuan also wrote it down word for word.
…
When leaving the hospital.
Shen Xichuan asked someone to drive over.
He carried a large bag of things he had brought out from the hospital and carefully supported Xu Jialan.
Xu Jialan sighed inaudibly, "Chen Xichuan."
The man hummed, "I'm here."
Then he reminded her to be careful on the stairs.
Xu Jialan was somewhat helpless, "I only had a cut on my neck, not my leg."
She wanted to say that she could walk by herself and didn't need support like this.
Shen Xichuan nodded, “I know.”
But he still supported her carefully.
Xu Jialan: "..."
She couldn't persuade him, so she simply gave up.
Shen Xichuan came to the vehicle, put the things in the back seat first, then opened the passenger door, put his hand on the roof, and whispered, "Slow down."
Xu Jialan: "..."
On the way back to Xinghu Bay.
Every few minutes, Shen Xichuan would ask if she felt uncomfortable, if her wound hurt, if she was thirsty, and if she wanted to drink water.
Xu Jialan listened to the man beside him chattering.
Although his expression was somewhat helpless, he still answered his questions one by one.
If she was not sure that this man was Shen Xichuan, she would find it hard to believe that Shen Xichuan, who was most afraid of trouble, would be so long-winded.
And all the nagging is about trivial details.
Xu Jialan leaned back in his chair, listening to him chatter, and tilted his head to look out the window at the familiar road home.
The corners of her mouth curled up slightly in a beautiful arc.
Shen Xichuan saw it, chuckled silently, and didn't bother her anymore.
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