The boss and I went to the intensive care unit of the hospital that night.

After more than 20 days, I finally saw Zhang Yi again, and when I called out this name, I actually had a very special feeling, is this person the person I have been with day and night for so many days? Yes, but it seems like no.

His face and body shape are so familiar to me that I can draw every outline of him with my eyes closed, and I know every change in his expression, but looking at him lying on the hospital bed, which is real, tangible, but unconscious, I feel a little strange.

It's actually very strange and wonderful.

However, it is undeniable that for so many days, I have hardly forgotten to miss him for a moment, although there is a boss by my side, I know that he must be fine, but I can't see the real him, this sense of instability actually deepens my worries about the boss when the forty-nine days come.

Now, I finally see him, the boss is not wrong, he is well taken care of, not like a patient at all, and even more quiet and serene temperament than his conscious soul, my boss, this is not the same Zhang Yi, it is strange, they are obviously the same person, but after more than a month of their separation, I actually saw a different temperament in them.

But the unstable worry in my heart did not become a little less, or even more because I saw Zhang Yi.

I know very well that we are here to wait for a sinful soul who wants to possess this body, and that this body is so well cared for because that soul has evil intentions.

I started to massage Zhang Yi very seriously, although I haven't done this activity for so long, I have forgotten a lot of the methods taught to me by the massage technician, and I can't find where those acupuncture points are, but I am more serious this time than any previous time, as if this can erase the traces of him being taken care of by others during this time.

"How do I think he's happier than I am. The boss said sourly beside him.

At this time, I'm still jealous of myself, I'm really convinced of him, sometimes I can't understand this guy, I don't know if it's too confident, or the heart is too big, or the lack of heart and eyes, as if he doesn't worry about what his ending will be in ten days, how do I feel like my soul is out of body as if it has become me.

"Then do you think Sister Li's massage is better than my massage, which technique is better? You should be able to sense the feeling of your own body, right?"

I asked him this on purpose, and to be honest, chatting with him like this did allow me to temporarily distract myself from the bad things.

"Are you jealous?"

He asked me like that, and he looked a little happy.

I was stunned, and I couldn't help but stop the movements of my hands.

"Who's jealous? I'll just ask, if you don't say it, forget it. "I'm a little punchy.

I really didn't think about it so much, but when he mentioned it, I really had a little sour feeling, putting aside Sister Li's evil purpose and not thinking about it, she is indeed a beauty, when I think that she has also kneaded on this body like me, I suddenly felt awkward, and even the strength in my hands couldn't help but be bigger.

"Okay, if you use so much force, you will become an abusive husband. He put his hand over my hand and pinched the back of my hand by the way, and then he lowered his head, his mouth pressed to my ear, and whispered, "Don't worry, I may have touched a finger from another woman except you, and that woman did take care of me, but I didn't let her do anything about touching the body." ”