When You Mingxu woke up, he saw the gray ceiling and an infusion bottle hanging next to it. His partner Xu Mengshan was not there, and the person guarding the end of the bed was another policeman in the team.
You Mingxu struggled to sit up and felt a sharp pain in his back. A colleague quickly came over and said, "Don't move, it's still bandaged." He looked happy and quickly rang the bell to call the nurse.
The doctor and nurse came soon. You Mingxu was silent for a moment and asked, "Fan Jia..."
A trace of pain flashed across my colleague's face, and he whispered, "The funeral will be held in three days, and her family has already arrived."
You Mingxu remained silent, pressing his hands against his eyes, but tears still flowed.
My colleague also wiped away tears and said with a sob: "He will be posthumously recognized as a martyr and will be commended." After saying that, he smiled bitterly to himself.
You Mingxu also pulled the corner of his mouth and said in a trembling voice: "Okay, okay."
They were both silent for a while while the doctor and nurse finished their examination and gave their medical instructions. The injuries on her body looked horrific. Her throat was bruised and damaged, her back was covered with large purple bruises, and there were countless minor injuries. But fortunately, none of them were serious, and she would be able to be discharged from the hospital to recuperate in a few days.
You Mingxu asked, "Where is Yin Feng?"
My colleague said, "He's in the next ward." He paused and said, "He hasn't woken up yet."
You Mingxu pulled out the infusion tube and walked with difficulty to the door of Yin Feng's ward, holding on to the wall. The nurses and colleagues who followed him were helpless, but they couldn't stop him no matter what.
Chen Feng was in the ward, with a dark circle under his eyes and a haggard look. When he saw You Mingxu, he hurriedly greeted him: "Why are you here? Is your injury okay?"
You Mingxu looked at the man on the bed. His head was wrapped in thick gauze, his face was as white as paper, and he lay there motionless.
"What's going on with him?" You Mingxu's voice sounded like it was run over by a car. She was almost strangled to death. Her throat will take at least ten days or half a month to heal.
Chen Feng paused and said, "One good news and one bad news. The good news is that after the collision, the blood clot on his head showed signs of dissipating, which means that he may be able to recover his memory and mind in the future. The bad news is that the situation may get worse. After all, no one can predict what happens with the brain. Cerebral hemorrhage? Or more serious mental damage is also possible."
You Mingxu was silent for a moment, then smiled bitterly: "Is his mental damage more serious? Has he turned into a 2 or 3-year-old? Even more childish than now?"
Chen Feng sighed and said, "Maybe not. Miss You, I am really grateful to you. During the time that Teacher Yin followed you, didn't you feel that even if his memory didn't recover, his mind was growing little by little? It was you who gave him motivation and encouragement. Now he has suffered again, I beg you to continue to take care of him. Please."
You Mingxu said: "You don't need to tell me, he was injured because he was trying to save me."
Chen Feng smiled: "I think he did it willingly. The doctor said he should be able to wake up in the next two days. I'm in the next room. Call me if you need anything."
You Mingxu nodded, and Chen Feng retreated, taking the nurses out and closing the door.
You Mingxu staggered to the bedside and sat down. Looking at his pale handsome face, he felt that he had become a little thinner. She reached out and touched his face, his eyebrows, nose, and lips, lingering slowly.
Then she thought of Fan Jia and Xu Mengshan. My head is still dizzy after just waking up from a coma. But my heart felt like there was a huge stone stuck in it, hard and piercing into my flesh and blood. The pain was not sharp, but came in waves, slowly and gradually intensified. The image of Fan Jia lying in the slaughter room flashed through her mind again, and tears flowed down her face.
She felt unprecedented pain, and she knew that even if this pain would ease in the future, it would accompany her throughout her life and remain in her heart forever. She choked softly and looked at Yin Feng. The pain made her blindly want to do something and seek something.
And she vaguely knew that what she wanted could only be given by him.
So she lowered her head and kissed him blankly, regardless of the fact that he was still unconscious.
The cold lips without any temperature made You Mingxu's heart even colder.
The scene of the slaughter room appeared in her mind again, and Yin Feng was so stupid that he rushed towards her to block the hammer. Does he even want his life? She had already lost Fan Jia, she couldn't...
His body suddenly shook, and then his mouth opened. You Mingxu's heart also trembled violently, and then he felt his tongue touching him. She suddenly opened her eyes and saw those black eyes, staring at her wide open.
You Mingxu felt mixed feelings of sadness and joy and could hardly control himself. She reached out and covered those clear eyes again, just like the first time she kissed him. Then the kiss became more intense and crazy. He also reacted at this time, and put his arms around her waist, bringing their bodies closer, with a smile on his face.
It was not until You Mingxu took a breath and the pain on her back became so severe that she could no longer bear it, that Yin Feng quickly let her go. You Mingxu held his waist and slowly straightened up, but his eyes were still staring at him.
He was injured in the head, but his body was fine. He propped himself up on the bed and sat up. He rolled his eyes and asked, "Is this... a reward for me running to the Deng family to help you?"
You Mingxu didn't want to think about anything at this moment, he just looked into his eyes and answered, "No."
He took one of her hands and held it: "What is that?"
You Mingxu replied: "There will be no more rewards in the future."
He suddenly looked up at her, a little stiff.
"Why?!"
Why?
Because I crawled back from the brink of life and death.
Because I have lost my closest comrade.
Because I understand that I can never lose you again.
You Mingxu looked at him, his eyes slightly warm, and replied: "You Yingjun, I am yours from now on. What other rewards do you want? Kiss me if you want, and I will accompany you in whatever you want to do."
Yin Feng stared at her blankly for a long while, then hugged her in his arms. You Mingxu smiled, it was both sweet and bitter. But she also felt an unprecedented surge of emotion, and she realized that she had suppressed his feelings for too long. But at this moment, he was like a child who had obtained what he had always dreamed of. He said nothing and just held it tightly. You Mingxu groaned in pain, and he quickly let go: "Are you okay?"
"It's okay, just a minor injury."
But he looked like he couldn't let go but was at a loss. He couldn't hold her tightly, so he held her hand tightly, then leaned his head against her forehead and said, "Mine? Really mine? Ah Xu, you are a policeman, you must keep your word! Don't ever regret it again?"
"Yeah." You Mingxu said in a hoarse voice, "What the police said is true and they will never go back on their word."
His mouth was completely unable to close. He carefully held her waist. You Mingxu's heart was beating silently but loudly. In the past, even if they were occasionally passionate about each other, it was always the woman on top and the man on the bottom, with her pressing him. At this moment, he was supporting the bed with one hand and holding her with the other hand. Even in the hospital gown, he looked tall and straight, and she looked like a little bird.
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