Chapter 578 Fanwai Eighteen: Mo Dian Meixiang (Sixteen)

   Except for the penetrating injury on the arm and the concussion, Cheng Nanzhi had minor injuries elsewhere.

  The leg got stuck in the gap, but the skin was bruised, and there was no injury.

   Fortunately in misfortune.

   But he was in a coma for a day due to blood loss and concussion.

  When Cheng Nanzhi woke up, there was just light in the sky.

  She opened her eyes and looked at the ceiling, smelling the hospital's disinfectant, and stayed there for a while before realizing that she was still alive.

   And in the hospital.

  She blinked, then rolled her eyes to look sideways.

  Chu Yimo sat on the chair beside the bed, leaned on the bedside table with his elbows, rested his forehead with his hands, and fell asleep.

  Cheng Nanzhi looked at his closed eyes, high nose, and thin lips.

  Her eyes depicted Chu Yimo's delicate face bit by bit.

  Suddenly, Chu Yimo opened his eyes.

  Cheng Nanzhi subconsciously looked away in a panic, peeking at the feeling of being caught, which made her a little embarrassed.

  But Chu Yimo was too nervous to notice her expression at all, only knowing that she woke up: "Nan Zhi, are you awake? When did you wake up? Is there any discomfort? Does the wound hurt?"

   "I just woke up, and I'm not feeling sick." Cheng Nanzhi's voice was a little hoarse when he opened his mouth.

  Chu Yimo got up and touched her face lightly, then called the doctor over.

  The doctor on duty came to check and found that there was nothing wrong, so Chu Yimo was relieved.

  He poured a glass of water, inserted a straw, and put it near Cheng Nanzhi's mouth: "Drink some water."

   Cheng Nanzhi took a few sips.

  Chu Yimo sat back on the chair again, touched Cheng Nanzhi's right hand: "Does it hurt?"

  Cheng Nanzhi looked at his reddened eyes: "It doesn't hurt, I can't feel it."

   "The medicine for the infusion is a little pain-relieving. If it hurts, you can ask them to add a little more dose. It won't affect your body." Chu Yimo said warmly.

   "It doesn't hurt." Cheng Nanzhi looked at him, "Did you hurt anywhere?"

   "I'm fine." Chu Yimo held her fingers, "Your leg is not hurt, and it won't affect your dancing. Keep your arms well, and your hands won't delay carving."

  Knowing that she was worried, Chu Yimo told her directly.

  Cheng Nanzhi breathed a sigh of relief, with a smile on the corner of his mouth: "How long have I been asleep?"

   "More than a day." After Chu Yimo finished speaking, he paused and said seriously, "Nanzhi, I promise, nothing like this will happen in the future."

   "That woman seems to like you." Cheng Nanzhi said.

   "I don't know her." Chu Yimo was afraid that she might misunderstand something, so he subconsciously explained.

  Cheng Nanzhi was silent for a while: "I think about it for a while."

  She had an infusion in her left hand, and her right arm was still wrapped. Although it didn't hurt, thinking about the wound, she still felt a little uncomfortable and didn't dare to use force.

   "Okay." Chu Yimo got up, walked to the end of the bed and shook the head of the bed a little, then adjusted her posture with Cheng Nanzhi in her arms, "Is this okay? Are you dizzy?"

   "Not dizzy."

   After Cheng Nanzhi sat down, he looked down at the buttons of his hospital gown, and said in silence for a while, "Brother, where is Cheng Li?"

"Temporarily locked up at home." Chu Yimo said, "I arranged a ward for your mother and arranged a doctor. The result of the doctor's preliminary diagnosis and treatment is that it cannot be completely cured for the time being, but it can be controlled more effectively. "

   "Thank you brother." Cheng Nanzhi lowered his head and whispered.

   "Thank you?" Chu Yimo tucked her hair behind her ears, "These are all what I should. We are husband and wife, and these things are our common things, regardless of each other."

  Cheng Nanzhi lowered his head and remained silent for a while, then said, "Brother, if I hadn't entered the Civil Affairs Bureau on the day I got the certificate, you wouldn't have done anything to Cheng Jiayou, right?"

  Chu Yimo almost couldn't keep up with her head because of her jumping off the question: "Not necessarily."

   "You won't." Cheng Nanzhi said, "I also know you won't. But I followed your threat and entered the Civil Affairs Bureau. Am I annoying?"

  Chu Yimo looked at her and didn't speak.

"That day, I knew I shouldn't go in, but selfishness took over my mind at that moment." Cheng Nanzhi suddenly began to cry a little, she took a breath, and suppressed the cry, "After I got out of the car, I wanted to leave Yes, but I couldn't control myself, so I entered the Civil Affairs Bureau. I was in a bad mood because of my brother, but it was still because I hated myself."

  Chu Yimo still didn't speak.

  Cheng Nanzhi didn't dare to look at Chu Yimo: "While I don't agree to your pursuit, I have always been by your side. I know that I should leave, leave Dijing, but... I greedily want to be by your side more."

As she spoke, she couldn't control herself, and her tears fell on the quilt: "I always thought, if you don't like me someday, I won't be able to see you. So I greedily want to be with you A little more time with you, a little more."

  Chu Yimo took out two tissues, got up, and shook her head, making her look up at him.

  As soon as she raised her head, tears flowed down the end of her eyes.

  Chu Yimo gently wiped her tears, then looked into her eyes and said, "Why are you telling me this?"

  Cheng Nanzhi heard that his voice had cooled down, and his tears flowed even harder. He paused and said, "I just wanted to say it all of a sudden."

   "Cheng Nanzhi, I want to hear the truth." Chu Yimo looked at her with serious eyes.

  Cheng Nanzhi wanted to look away, but Chu Yimo pinched her chin, insisting that she look at him.

  Cheng Nanzhi couldn't move, he sniffed and said, "I'm scared."

   "Afraid of what?"

   "Fear of death."

  Chu Yimo didn't quite understand.

  Cheng Nanzhi sobbed twice: "Things are impermanent. I'm afraid that I won't see you. I'm afraid that I haven't been with you for a while, and I haven't said that I like you."

  Chu Yimo's eyelashes trembled slightly, and he was a little dazed.

"I don't want to care if you will always like me, and I don't want to care whether I am worthy of you." Cheng Nanzhi cried a little out of breath, and said with difficulty, "But, but I am not as good as you imagined. Well, I'm using your liking to get close to you."

  Chu Yimo hugged her and let her lean against him, while wiping her tears, he patted her on the back to comfort her.

  Cheng Nanzhi gasped in a low voice: "Brother, will you hate me?"

   "How can I hate you?" Chu Yimo patted her on the back, "How do you know that I didn't tell you about your brother because I guessed that you would enter the Civil Affairs Bureau."

  Cheng Nanzhi, like a kitten, let out a soft moan.

Chu Yimo simply buried her face in his waist, let her wipe her tears on her clothes, touched her head and said, "Nanzhi, that's not selfishness. It's just that our little Nanzhi likes brother You can't control yourself if you like someone."

"Also, this Miss Cheng, you need to clarify one thing first. I was the one who chased you from the beginning to the end, and I was the one who kept you by my side. If I didn't want to see you, what do you think...you Can you see me?"

   "I can't see you." Cheng Nanzhi cried dizzily, but suddenly answered his question.

  Chu Yimo smiled: "That's it. He's a good boy if he's honest. What's going on in this little head all day? Is it different from mine?"

  Cheng Nanzhi twitched twice more.

  Chu Yimo felt a little distressed, pulled her out of his arms, wiped her tears and nose, then leaned over and looked at her eye level: "Do you like brother?"

   "I like it." Cheng Nanzhi glanced at him, then lowered his eyes again.

  Chu Yimo kissed her crying eyes: "I like you too, I like you very much. Nanzhi, our life is very long, and we will love each other forever. From now on, don't think your brother is old."

  Cheng Nanzhi shook his head, but after shaking his head twice, he became very dizzy.

  Chu Yimo pressed her head in time to stop her from moving, hugged her and leaned against the bed: "Don't move. Take a good rest."

"Um."

Goodnight everybody

  

  

  (end of this chapter)