Chapter 84 Sleeping Beauty and the Knight
Chapter 84
Raindrops were dripping outside the window, and the endless sound of water seemed to surround Wenxi from all directions. He was annoyed and was finally woken up.
When he opened his eyes, he saw a pure white ceiling. His whole body ached, especially the dull pain at the back of his head. It was a familiar scene that seemed familiar to him. Wen Xi tilted his head and saw an unexpected person.
It was raining outside the window and the temperature was going to drop at night. Zhu Chengyu was just about to twist the quilt for Wen Xi when she suddenly heard Wen Xi whimpering uncomfortably.
She paused and saw Wen Xi frowning, his sickly face glowing with a different light, and then he slowly opened his eyes. However, his expression and eyes were empty and dull, and his thoughts were confused.
"Mom..." Wen Xi was startled by herself, and her voice was extremely hoarse. She slowed down her voice, swallowed her saliva to moisten her throat, and coughed before continuing, "Mom?"
"Xiaoxi, don't be in a hurry to talk," Zhu Chengyu lowered his voice, carefully supported Wenxi's shoulders, took a large pillow and placed it behind the boy's waist, helped him sit up, and poured him a glass of warm water, "Drink some water to moisten your body, then talk."
Wen Xi's throat felt like it was burned by fire, it was dry and painful, and his breath felt like something was scraping inside. He had no strength left, so he drank the sweet, warm medicine while being half-hugged by Zhu Chengyu.
Zhu Chengyu looked at Wen Xi, who was swallowing greedily and anxiously, with a distressed look on his face. "Drink slowly, don't choke."
Gulp, a glass of water went down my throat, and the feeling of dryness from inside out was mostly eliminated.
Zhu Chengyu put down the glass, raised her hand and pressed the call button. While waiting for the doctor to come, she asked, "Does your head still hurt?"
Wen Xi looked at Zhu Chengyu's concerned and worried expression and told him the truth: "The back of my head felt a little swollen, but it doesn't hurt much after I drank some water."
Wen Xi seemed to have great difficulty speaking because of the sore throat. His body looked thin under the hospital gown, much thinner than when he first met him. His bones were more prominent, his eye sockets were a little sunken, and his narrow eyes seemed to be magnified and deepened visually. Although his eyes were glowing again, his lips and face were pale, and he couldn't hide the feeling of being sick and fragile.
Zhu Chengyu sat down and touched the boy's forehead lovingly, "It's a mild concussion."
Wen Xi subconsciously reached out to touch the back of his head, and his fingertips touched thick gauze. Zhu Chengyu stopped his hand. Wen Xi looked at the fingers on his right hand that were wrapped in gauze like rice sticks, "Then how long have I slept?"
"The blood clots compressed the nerves and I was in a coma for two days."
Wen Xi was stunned when he heard this, and then asked anxiously, "Two days? What about mother Wen Ran? Wen Guoqing drugged her. What about Yan Jue? His leg was hit with a stick. Are they okay?"
Zhu Chengyu held Wenxi's shoulders, and gently but forcefully pressed the agitated boy back. He held Wenxi's cheek and soothed her softly, "They are all fine, dear. Mom and Dad have taken care of it, don't worry."
"Ran Ran took a common drug that can last for ten hours and has no significant impact on human health. She woke up the day after you rescued her. Wen Guoqing did not abuse her. She was just slightly malnourished because she did not eat well and was exhausted from the long journey. She was discharged after a day of nutritional injections in the hospital. There are so many people here, and Mom is worried that she can't take good care of her, so she sent Ran Ran back to the old house and let Aunt Zhang take care of her."
"But Wen Ran was too young and had never left you. Being kidnapped by a stranger was too much of a shock to her. Her brain defended itself and she forgot about the kidnapping."
Wen Xi looked into Zhu Chengyu's peaceful and gentle eyes and asked in surprise, "Did you forget?"
"Well, Ranran only remembered what happened in the amusement park, and defensively forgot everything that happened on the way. Ranran asked me about your whereabouts, and I told her that you were going abroad for a competition and left in a hurry for a while. Ranran was very sensible and didn't ask about you."
Zhu Chengyu gently stroked the boy's confused and slightly frowned brows, "I'm sorry, mom made the decision for you on her own initiative. But I hope that for her, being kidnapped by her biological father is just a very long and somewhat painful dream."
Zhu Chengyu's touch was as gentle as a breeze, and Wen Xi's troubled heart finally calmed down under her mother's comfort.
"I also hope that she doesn't remember and can live a carefree life in the future." Wen Xi sniffed, looked at Zhu Chengyu intently, and said sincerely: "Thank you, Mom."
Zhu Chengyu pinched his face as he thanked her seriously, and chuckled, "This is what a mother should do for her baby."
Being pinched on the face and called baby, Wen Xi blushed, her eyes flickered, and she asked a little embarrassedly: "Mom, where is Yan Jue?"
"Xiao Jue is fine. He has a slight fracture in his left calf. He has been put in a cast and will be fine in bed for a while. The doctor will examine you later and we can meet again. There's no rush."
The horrified scene of Wen Guoqing's unconventional behavior and hitting Yan Jue with a stick was still vivid in his mind. Wen Xi looked at Zhu Chengyu's genuine expression, and the heavy stone in his heart finally fell to the ground. His shoulders drooped, and he breathed a sigh of relief. His eyes suddenly turned red, and a smile of surviving a disaster appeared on his sick face, "That's great."
"A Quan told me about this, and Xiao Jue said we didn't need to worry about it, but my father and I were so worried that we rushed back overnight."
Zhu Chengyu spoke in a gentle tone, with a cold and angular face that showed fear and indifference, "Our family has never let our children be bullied by outsiders. You don't have to worry about what happens next. Mom and Dad will take good care of him for you."
If his parents were to suffer the same fate, Wen Guoqing would surely be finished. Wen Xi did not refuse and nodded.
As he was speaking, the doctor walked into the ward.
Zhu Chengyu stood up, and the aggressive aura around her disappeared at once. She winked at Wen Xi gently and said with a smile, "Xiao Jue is next door. Let's meet after the inspection is complete."
Wen Xi's heart beat faster and she nodded shyly and excitedly.
*
Wen Xi underwent a check-up, had a light dinner, was tidied up, and finally stood at the door of Yanjue's ward.
Through the glass on the door, he could clearly see Cen Qin, who had broken a leg in a car race some time ago, sitting in a wheelchair in the room and talking to Yan Jue who was lying on the bed.
Cen Tan said: "I really want to kick you."
Yan Jue sat back and glanced at Cen Qin's right leg in plaster. He spoke calmly, "It seems that I will recover faster than you. I am more likely to be the one to kick the cripple's good leg."
Cen Tan lowered his head and looked at his legs with disdain: "How are you going to deal with Wen Guoqing?"
Yan Jue said calmly: "When the old man takes action, it depends on how tough his life is."
Upon hearing this, Cen Tan smiled with an ambiguous tone and said, "Not jumping off the cliff and dying immediately may be the thing he regrets most in his life."
Yan Jue: "Where is Yu Ting?"
"The plane just arrived this afternoon, it should be here soon," Cen Qin said, tilting his head to look at the door, just in time to meet Wen Xi's devastated eyes as if the sky was falling.
Wen Xi had not had time to look at his current appearance since he woke up. Standing at the door, he saw his head wrapped in white gauze in the reflection of the glass. It was a solid circle, like a fruit covered with frosting.
Seeing his current appearance, Wen Xi suddenly remembered that he had to shave his hair due to concussion. He slowly reached out his hand and carefully probed and rubbed it with his fingers that were not wrapped, and then touched the short hair that was shaved and only a few stubbles were left.
Wen Xi's mood suddenly broke down. He found it hard to accept that everything was normal in front of him, but the back of his head was bald, and from the back he must look like a smooth boiled egg.
Yan Jue raised his eyes and saw his surprised and stunned expression, "What's wrong?"
"Wenxi is awake and is standing at the door. But she doesn't look very happy and seems to need your comfort."
Cen Tan turned around and saw Yan Jue, who had been expressionless, showing an impatient look. "It seems that you need comfort more than Wen Xi."
Yan Jue: "Then why don't you leave?"
Cen Qin waved to Wen Xi speechlessly and moved the wheelchair out with the remote control.
Outside the door, Wen Xi saw Cen Qin moving outside and helped him open the door. Cen Qin said, "He is very worried about you."
"Thank you." Wen Xi nodded, "I'm worried about him too."
Cen's eyes swept across the half of Wen Xi's head that was exposed as he stood beside her, and his eyebrows raised slightly. Cen Qin said nothing, but controlled the wheelchair to make way.
During the time Wen Xi was unconscious, he had many chaotic dreams. There were all kinds of complicated voices in his dreams, including Yan Yili, Wen Ranyan, Su Chenqiao, and Ning Haoyu. It seemed like people he knew were talking and calling his name.
There was no sound of a banquet decision.
Yan Jue always called Wenxi by her full name, and only when he was extremely emotional would he flirtatiously call Wenxi "baby, good boy" or something like that, but Wenxi really liked this feeling, a feeling of being missed and cared about all the time.
Yan Jue's hair seemed to have grown a little longer, vaguely covering the sharpness of his eyebrows. In the remaining deep black eyes, there was only tenderness and warmth.
"Wenxi."
The empty space in my heart was filled by the call that came two days late.
Wen Xi stood beside Yan Jue's bed. He touched the plaster carefully, not wanting to put too much force on it. His eyes were wet, and he pursed his lips tightly, looking like he was about to cry. "Yan Jue, does it hurt?"
"It doesn't hurt. It's just a minor bone fracture. It will heal in a month." Yan Jue pulled Wen Xi's wrist and sat beside him. "Have you eaten?"
Wenxi nodded: "My mother made this meal herself."
"Let me feel if you're full," Yan Jue said as he stretched out his hand. His palm slipped under the empty hem of the hospital gown and pressed tightly against the soft belly. He pressed it, and the hot body temperature was transmitted through the unobstructed skin. Wen Xi felt his body getting warm.
Wen Xi raised her hand and held the man's right hand through his hospital gown, "Did you feel it?"
"I feel it, it's getting thinner," Yan Jue looked at him and said, "It'll take some time. I need to feed it more to fatten the piglet."
Wen Xi blinked and raised his hands as if he had thought of something. Both of his palms were wrapped in gauze, which was more tightly wrapped than the last time.
Before Wenxi spoke, Yan Jue commented: "It looks like a bear claw."
Wen Xi was about to say "My hands are just like pig's trotters" when he froze for a moment. He looked at the man in confusion and keenly noticed Yan Jue's eyes sliding across his wrapped head. Wen Xi, who had a bald spot on his head, immediately glared at him and asked, "Do you think I've become ugly?"
Yan Jue pinched the tip of Wen Xi's nose, which quickly turned red. "Not ugly, very cute."
The white gauze is like the halo of Saturn, tightly wrapped around the head, and the round head is smooth on one side and furry on the other side, which is cute and funny.
"Really?" Wen Xi had a red nose and looked much better. He had a hunch that these were just nice words from Yan Jue to coax him, so he said in a muffled voice, "Don't lie to me."
Yan Jue looked at him and asked, "Do you think my inconvenience in moving around is a nuisance?"
Wen Xi stared at Yan Jue steadily, confronting him for a while, then used her two intact fingers to pinch the corner of the quilt, lifted the quilt, crawled in, carefully avoiding touching his legs, lay on her side on the bed, and forced herself to bury herself firmly in Yan Jue's arms.
Then she tilted her little face up and kissed Yan Jue closely and closely. Her messy breath fell on Yan Jue, and Wen Xi sniffed and kissed him like an uneasy puppy returning to its nest.
Wen Xi just used her mouth to kiss and touch the man's body, forehead, nose bridge, mouth, ears, without saying a word the whole time, but her eye sockets gradually became wet and red, and the worry and grievance that had been accumulated in her heart burst out the moment the quilt was pulled over her shoulders.
Yan Jue reached out and caught the tear that was hanging on the tip of his nose and was about to fall. Wen Xi looked up at him blankly, sniffed, and buried her head in Yan Jue's neck, sobbing softly.
Yan Jue let his tears wet himself, and put his hands around his waist, resting on his thin back, patting it gently.
After an unknown amount of time, Wen Xi's sobbing gradually subsided, and Yan Jue heard him say in a muffled voice: "I don't think you're a nuisance. I have my bottom line and morals."
Yan Jue hugged the coquettish Wen Xi a little tighter, his voice had a slight smile, his throat rolled, and he teased: "A pig with a bottom line kissed himself to tears?"
Shame emerged from the bottom of his heart, and Wen Xi realized belatedly that he had been a little embarrassed just now.
"But I can't help it."
Wen Xi raised her head, carefully studying the man's features, and asked in a muffled voice, "Do you find it annoying that I cry all the time? I don't look strong at all, and I'm totally different from before."
Wen Xi had a pair of fox eyes with slightly red corners. Her pupils were translucent and bathed in sparkling water, as if all the surging emotions of lovers had condensed into these clear eyes.
"You are crying for me, why do you hate it."
Feeling the warmth on his cheeks, Yan Jue gently wiped away the remaining cool tears with his fingers. Wen Xi stared blankly at his dark and heavy eyes, and heard the man continue to say: "Children who are favored have the right to cry. You are relying on me, and I am very happy."
Wen Xi's heart was immersed in an invisible hot spring, bubbling. He burst into laughter and said, "Yan Jue, I am very happy now too."
Wen Xi's slightly tense body completely relaxed, her limbs softly nestled in the man's arms, her head tilted up, Yan Jue lowered his eyes to meet the boy's sparkling eyes, and tapped the boy's waist with his knuckles irregularly, with a hint of encouragement, "What do you want to do?"
Their bodies were pressed closely together, and Wen Xi nudged Yan Jue's neck with the tip of his nose, "I want to kiss you."
Zheng Yuting had something to do today, so he was delayed in coming to the ward. He turned into the corridor and saw Cen Tan sitting at the door of Wenxi's ward. He walked over, pushed Cen Tan's wheelchair, and asked why he didn't go in. He was about to open the door and go into Yanjue's ward, but was stopped by Cen Tan, "They're busy inside."
Wenxi's bed was empty with quilts piled on it. Zheng Yuting was stunned for a moment, subconsciously looked towards Yanjue's ward, and then found Wenxi through the glass door.
Sleeping Beauty, who had been kissed countless times in the past two days, was kissing her knight quietly in the bed without knowing it.
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