"Oh~ That's it! Young people have to pay attention to their bodies, this bowl of noodles ......"

"He doesn't eat me, I don't feel full!"

I grabbed the bowl of untouched noodles before the old man put away the bowl and took a sip of the soup.

The smiling old man looked at my food and praised it again and again, "It's a blessing to be able to eat, it's a blessing to be able to eat......!"

After the old man walked away, Dr. Zhao immediately reached out and pressed me who was overeating, and whispered, "You are crazy! ”

He got up angrily, hid his emotions, walked to the old man's kitchen, paid the noodles, and pulled me out.

Facing the cold wind, he pulled me on the wet road, I dragged my footsteps irrepressibly, splashed the potholes, frowned and called, "Don't go, I have to go back to the hospital to accompany my grandmother!"

He was domineering and stubborn, and completely ignored my words.

"Zhao Lingyu, if you don't stop, don't want to see me in the future," I threatened in a helpless whisper.

Suddenly, he stopped walking, froze in place, and squeezed my wrist so hard that I was in pain, and the trench coat on my shoulder could not withstand the tossing and falling into the puddle of sewage.

Under the flickering street lamp, the extremely long shadow dragged on the wet ground, the cool breeze blew his thin shirt, and he said in a choked voice with exhaustion: "Xiaoqing, your life is my last bottom line!"

"Let go, Grandma is still waiting for me!" I said in a soft tone and pleadingly.

After a while, the arm that was pulled in the air finally fell back to the seam of his pants.

"I'm back at the hospital," I bent down to pick up my stained trench coat, shivered coldly, and put it on his wrist before turning around and walking towards the hospital.

A tall shadow fell on the uneven concrete floor, and it overlapped at my feet, this was his shadow, and the sound of walking was the same as before, always stepping on it very hard.

Walking into the hospital fence, the clicking sound behind me suddenly stopped, I slowed down, tilted my head slightly, stared at the thin handsome coldness with my residual vision, and whispered, "Rest early!"

He stood there silently, stubbornly watching me walk into the hospital.

In the early hours of the morning, there was a deep silence in the corridor of the hospital, and suddenly, a thin sobbing sound echoed in the air, like a picture from a horror movie.

When I passed by the guide desk, a sobbing call of "Sister Xiaoqing~" made me stop.

I turned my head to see the little nurse looking at me sadly with a pair of bloated walnut eyes.

"Dinner?" I asked calmly.

She nodded continuously, pulled out the tissue that was in the tissue box in the consultation table, slowly stood up with tears in her eyes, and asked in a choked voice, "Sister Xiaoqing, is Dr. Zhao particularly annoying me?"

Looking at her pitiful appearance, I calmly reassured, "Don't think too much, he's just too worried about the patient, and it has nothing to do with you!"

"Is it grandma?" said the little nurse, holding the tissue that had wiped her tears, and blew her nose again.

I nodded slightly.

"Dr. Zhao is most concerned about his grandmother's illness, and he will talk for a long time in his grandmother's hospital room every time, and he usually talks very little......

The little nurse sincerely relayed his daily life.

"Can I get into the ward?" I asked.

"Yes, you can go with me to change into an isolation gown and go in!" The little nurse threw the tissue into the trash can under the examination table, and sprayed the disinfectant into her palm before coming out of the examination table.

I coughed in my throat and slowly followed her.

"Do you have a cold?" she asked, softly turning her head sideways.

I smiled and shook my head, and said indifferently, "It's windy outside, and my mouth and nose are dry." ”

The little nurse smiled and led me to the locker room, she took out a bag of sealed isolation clothes from the locker and turned around and handed it to me, saying, "Change this and you can enter the ward!"

"Thank you!"

After the little nurse went out, I changed into a full set of isolation equipment according to the hospital regulations, and as soon as I opened the door of the locker room, I saw the little nurse standing at the door waiting for me.

She turned around when she heard the sound, looked up and down to see if I was dressed properly, and stared for a moment before saying, "Let's go!"

The little nurse suddenly walked forward, and I calmly followed.

"Sister Xiaoqing, Dr. Zhao likes you, I can see it", the small body in front of him suddenly said.

After a pause for a few seconds, I pursed my lips under the mask, subconsciously touched the thermos cup in my purse, and explained carefully: "You think too much, we are just a simple doctor-patient relationship, you don't have to worry." ”

"Sister Xiaoqing, really, you don't like Dr. Zhao, do you?"

The little nurse jumped over excitedly, looked at me with shiny eyes and asked.

I bent my eyes helplessly and nodded sporadically.

Suddenly, a few familiar footsteps sounded at the end of the corridor, and then faded away.

I lifted my gaze and landed on the empty space at the end of the corridor, and sighed softly.

……

I sat on the family chair, looked at her sparse gray hair and extremely uncomfortable oxygen mask, and said dotingly, "For the sake of watching you sleep obediently, I will definitely come to see you early next time!"

I picked up the wrinkled dry hand on the side of the bed, quietly wrapped it in the palms of both hands, and pleaded in a low voice, "Grandma, it's almost time, are you holding on?"

Cowardly, I leaned over my grandmother's waist and continued, "In two months, you should also remember to walk slowly, I will take the rock sugar gourd to find you quickly, and then we can fight for right and wrong!"

"Grandma has to be obedient, you have to be obedient, Qing'er likes you the most!"

Tears from the corners of my eyes slid down the bridge of my nose and the other eye fell on the white hospital bed, I twitched my sour nose and said, "Uncle, he didn't come to bother you, even if you come, don't be afraid, Qing'er has a way, don't worry, um......"

One person's words, two people's words, speak slowly, listen quietly......

The early morning in the hospital was particularly lively, with many people coming and going outside the ward, and I was woken up slowly raising my stiff neck.

"Wake up!" the door clicked open, and a deep voice came in.

I looked back and saw Dr. Zhao walking in wearing a white lab coat, a mask, a medical cap, and a medical questionnaire in his hand.

As always, as a doctor, he observes the data on each instrument and fills in the data one by one on the questionnaire.

I put my grandmother's slightly cool hand into the quilt, got up and straightened my wrinkled clothes, turned to look at the back of the person who was immersed in writing, and said goodbye indifferently through the mask, "I'm leaving, you take care!"

His straight body trembled, and he refused to look back, and I stared for a moment, then resolutely walked out.

The moment the door closed, I could faintly hear him sobbing.

……

The strong wind was followed by a shower, and raindrops the size of mung beans fell on the canopy in front of the hospital.

I looked at the dense lines in the dark clouds, and as soon as I stepped down the steps, I was stopped by a familiar voice.