Qi Yan was temporarily out of danger. Although he had lost a lot of blood, God was kind to him. Although the cuts were scary, they did not hurt his vital organs or internal organs. The only scary thing was a slight concussion.

"The driver should have braked in advance, which relieved the impact a lot. But this kid is really lucky. He was knocked so far away and only had some superficial injuries. He is really lucky!" Even the doctor couldn't help but praise Qi Yan's good fortune.

In the ward, Jiang Shui watched over Qi Yan day and night, wiped his body, and checked his IV drip for him. He didn't sleep well for three days.

Jiang Ze came several times, brought Jiang Shui meals, and also paid attention to Qi Yan's condition.

"He's fine now, don't work yourself out." Jiang Ze advised, "Go get a good night's sleep, I'll find someone to look after him."

"No need." Jiang Shui stood up tiredly and took the meal from Jiang Ze's hand: "You go back."

Jiang Ze knew that he was still blaming himself. It was good enough for him to eat the meal he brought, so he didn't force him. He sighed deeply, turned around and prepared to leave. He suddenly stopped at the door, turned back and asked, "Rongrong wants to see you..."

"No need." Jiang Shui refused without thinking: "My feelings for her are different now. Don't involve me in your affairs."

Jiang Ze was stunned, and it took him a long time to understand what Jiang Shui was talking about.

Frowning deeply, Jiang Ze said in a slightly cold voice: "Are you playing with Rongrong's feelings?"

"If you insist on saying so, I have nothing to say." Jiang Shui neither refuted nor agreed: "You go back and tell her not to come to me." After that, Jiang Shui turned his back and changed the drip for the unconscious Qi Yan.

Seeing that he had no intention of continuing to talk, Jiang Ze frowned and glared at his back, then turned and left.

Maybe it's a good thing that he lost a rival in love. But... why do I feel uncomfortable in my heart?

Jiang Ze is not a masochist. He feels that Rongrong was given to him by Jiang Shui. He doesn't fight for her, which makes him look very domineering.

And Rongrong once told him clearly that she likes Jiang Shui, the kind of love between men and women. He treated her just like a friend and a brother, and there was no emotion between a man and a woman.

Jiang Ze sneered. If they were not siblings, who would really feel that way? She just hadn't discovered Jiang Shui's cowardice and failure. If she had discovered it, she would have been disappointed in him.

This was also the purpose of his tit-for-tat confrontation with his eldest brother for so long.

But he was not as unbearable as she imagined. He was just looking for something he liked.

He had tried what his eldest brother made and it was delicious.

But at that time, he threw the plate of food to the ground and said something extremely hurtful.

- Is it cooked for dogs? It's really embarrassing for the Jiang family!

Because they are love rivals, Jiang Ze can ridicule Jiang Shui without a care; because they are love rivals, he does better just to surpass Jiang Shui; because they are love rivals, every time he sees Jiang Shui down and out, or even forced to move out of the house, his heart is filled with pleasure.

But now, they are no longer love rivals.

A bloody lesson made the relationship between the two completely stiff and cold.

Jiang Ze regretted it, he wanted to say sorry to his elder brother, but his pride would not allow him to bow his head like Jiang Shui.

It seems that everything is a brain-burning game, and only by flying high in the sky can you find the right way and how to go.

When Qi Yan woke up, the sky outside was dark. Not only was it nightfall, but it was already early morning. Qi Yan wanted to sit up, but found that he was completely powerless, and even had a catheter inserted in his lower body.

He blinked, and scenes from the past flashed through his mind...

Qi Yan rolled his eyes. He didn't expect that he would have such a selfless moment... But fortunately, his injuries were not bad. Now it was just a little itchy at the wound, which was a sign of wound fusion.

He wanted to move his fingers, but felt a little weight on his hand. Qi Yan looked to the side and saw Jiang Shui sitting on the chair, sleeping soundly with his head resting on his hand.

Qi Yan was shocked. He just slept like this?

He could see purple cyanosis under his closed eyes, which was obviously because he hadn't slept well for a long time.

A trace of heartache flashed across Qi Yan's eyes. He stopped moving his hands and tried his best to let Jiang Shui sleep better.

Perhaps because he had been in a coma for too long, Qi Yan didn't want to sleep anymore. He stared at the ceiling with his eyes half closed, and the smell of disinfectant lingered at the tip of his nose. The surroundings were also blank, the walls were white, the sheets were white. Although it was a single ward, it was not the kind of warm ward shown in TV dramas.

At first, he didn't feel it, but after lying down for a while, Qi Yan was shocked by the severe pain all over his body. After all, he was knocked so far away by the car. It would be a lie to say that it didn't hurt at all. He twisted his waist uncomfortably, but he didn't expect to wake up the lightly sleeping Jiang Shui.

"Hmm..." Jiang Shui moaned, raised his head, and saw Qi Yan looking at him with a bad expression on his face.

Blinking, Jiang Shui shouted in surprise: "You're awake!"

"Um..." Qi Yan responded with a hoarse voice: "Give me some water..."

"Okay!" Jiang Shui turned around and poured a glass of water and fed it to Qi Yan's mouth.

Qi Yan could feel a trace of hot air blowing at his nose, and looked at Jiang Shui in surprise: "Hot?"

"I warmed it for you, it's not hot." Although Jiang Shui had no expression on his face, Qi Yan could see the light of joy in his eyes. With

his eyes slightly narrowed, Qi Yan couldn't tell what he was feeling, and murmured: "You don't even know when I wake up..."

"It's always warm, as long as you wake up, there will be warm water."

A warm current passed through his heart, Qi Yan pursed his lips, and his nose was sour, as if he would cry in the next second.

"Don't cry." Jiang Shui said calmly, "Don't cry."

"You are so stupid that you have to quarrel in the street. Now, if I save you, you have to take care of me. Do you know the trouble?! Idiot!"

Qi Yan shed tears uncontrollably. Every time he said a word, his chest was hurt.

But he still had to say that if he was with Jiang Shui this time, what about next time? What about the next time? Who can save him again?

Tears flowed into a small river. Qi Yan sobbed and raised his head. He saw two drops of tears sliding down Jiang Shui's face.

"...Why are you crying?" Qi Yan wanted to reach out to wipe his tears, but one hand was inserting a needle and the other hand was connected to the electrocardiogram line.

Jiang Shui took a tissue and wiped the tears from his face.

"It's good that you can wake up..."

The words of congratulation were filled with a hint of pleading and luck.

Qi Yan blinked and suddenly burst into laughter.

"Nonsense, how could he not wake up? I still have a lot of things to do!"

Jiang Shui laughed with him, and the tears in the corners of his eyes looked particularly sad.

The two looked at each other, and their smiling eyes seemed to say -

it's great to have you here.