Chapter Thirty-Six: Yes, He Is

Sleeping Beauty will wake up one day after a long sleep, let alone an ordinary person like me. But an ordinary person like me can get God's favor and give me another chance to live.

20%, I got it. I got the 20% chance that God gave me to live, and as Cristao said, I really used my "willpower" to defeat the disease, the cancer that had tormented me for many months...

"Chen Rui? Chen Rui! Chen Rui, he's awake! Chen Rui, he's awake! ”

When you sleep, your eyes are glued together, and it is difficult to separate the eyelids. But after "sleeping", I already have the strength to open my eyes and look at the world again.

The harsh sunlight kept me open, and it tried to prevent me from waking up like an illness. But I won't give in, I still have to keep my eyes open and enjoy this wonderful world.

I vaguely saw the back of a woman who was more than 1.9 meters tall, which was Chris Tao's. The excitement just now was also shouted by her. But before I could get a good look at her face, she ran out of the room and called for the doctor who was patrolling the corridor.

I slept for too long, I didn't have any strength in my body, and I wanted to say a word but my dry throat didn't allow it.

"Rui Rui! Rui Rui! ”

The voice sounded so familiar, yet so unfamiliar. I seemed to have heard his voice during this time of slumber, but I couldn't tell who he was.

"Knock knock..."

The sound of hurried footsteps moved towards my room, and even his excitement drifted through my ears in the sickly hallway.

Ouyang Ze, it's Ouyang Ze! Even though my brain was still in chaos, somehow I could hear the man's voice at once. Maybe it's too familiar, maybe it's too much love, too deep memory...

I don't want to see him, I don't want to see the person who cheated on my feelings in the first moment I wake up.

By the time I closed my eyes again and prepared to pretend to be asleep, it was too late. Ouyang Zexing rushed in, "plopped" and knelt in front of my bed. How can I put this scene on?

"I'm sorry! I'm not bad! I'm the one who made you suffer! ”

Ouyang Ze apologized to me vigorously, his hands tightly clenching my cold palms, like a wronged believer waiting for the priest's forgiveness.

"Mr. Ouyang, get up first. Let the doctor examine Chen Rui first. ”

Christao followed, with three or five doctors and nurses. Seeing Ouyang Ze kneeling on the ground, Christao hurriedly ran forward to help, but Ouyang Ze shook off her arms, and her knees were still tightly on the ground.

"Nope! They check theirs! Leave me alone! ”

Hearing Ouyang Ze say this, I only thought it was funny. Is this a bitter drama? Who is pretending to be pitiful to show this trick? Doctors and nurses? That's really redundant, because they are watching this "Chinese-style sadistic drama" with relish.

They were standing in the doorway, still holding folders with my files glued to them. It's just that I was shocked by Ouyang Ze's "kneeling" at the door, and I forgot to check my body for a while.

"I'm sorry for you."

Chris Tao humbly bowed deeply to the doctors, and then made the exclusive gesture of accompanying the young lady - reaching back.

The doctors also recovered from this "farce" and hurried around me to check my body.

The nurse looked at the electronic device next to my bed, looked at the data on it one by one, and carefully recorded it, and the word she heard the most from their lips was:

"Normal."

The doctors were not idle, and they all divided their work to check my limbs and check whether my physical indicators were normal.

"Christao, how long have I been asleep?"

"A month and a half."

Christao replied to me flatly, but her mind was not on my question. Those two big eyes had already run to the papers in the nurse's hand, and they wanted to cling to each and every number.

I took a deep breath. A month and a half, listening to it for a long time... I slept for 45 days without realizing it? Just being unconscious and being a dead man for 45 days? It's really an incredible thing.

After lying down for a long time, I wanted to sit up and stretch my muscles, but before my upper body could be lifted, a tearing pain hit my abdomen.

"Wait!"

The doctor didn't speak as fast as I could get up, and I didn't hear it until I was hurt by the wound.

"Don't move! Your wounds are not healed, you need to lie down! ”

Before the doctor could say anything, Ouyang Ze couldn't wait to open his mouth. The expression was like a reprimand for a child who had done something wrong, and although the expression was serious, the tone was not lacking in love.

It's a pity, it's a pity, this expression has no effect on me, and I won't be moved by him anymore. Someone who has lost my love will not touch my heart.

I tried my best to pull out the hand he was holding, but I was not as strong as he was when I had just recovered from my illness. Even though I was tired and tried my best to shake my hand, he still wrapped his hand tightly around me like an octopus.

"OK, You'll be better soon!"

After a short examination, the doctors all smiled, the sincere look was like the sunshine in spring, it was so pleasant, compared to Ouyang Ze's false love words, it really made me more comfortable.

I turned my head to the side and looked out the window, enjoying the still bleakness of the "Winter Death Map" that I had overcome.

After Christao went out with the nurse and doctor, she didn't come in again, but helped Ouyang Ze lock the door. She had already shifted her position and rushed to the "enemy camp"...

"Rui Rui, what's wrong with you? Why did you run away from home that night? ”

Ouyang Ze put my hand into his lips and gently imprinted his kiss on the back of my hand.

"Home? That's not my home, huh? My home is in China, my home is where MB used to live, how can your mansion be the home of someone like me?! ”

Ouyang Ze looked at me with particularly strange eyes, and my sour words seemed to have an effect and touched his heart.

"What the hell is wrong with you? Why? Do you have to say that about yourself? ”

I didn't speak, listening to the mouth that used to say "love me" keep saying something else, and I really didn't have the heart to listen anymore.

"You're the one I love the most! Didn't you mean to stab me in the heart by saying that? ”

"Am I your favorite? Don't be funny, have you ever loved me? I might just be one of your playthings. That's what Qing is your favorite! Isn't it? ”

"He's not! No, he's..."