On the third day after the operation and admission to the hospital, Cheng Ziming opened his eyes. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 The info is full of white, white ceilings, white walls, white sheets, and white people, coming and going in the house.

The doctor in charge told Zhou Zhou Nuo that after two more days of observation, the ventilator was removed and he could be transferred to the general ward.

Before it was time to visit, standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, Zhou Zhou Nuo kept staring at the bed, she couldn't see Cheng Ziming's face, but hoped that he could detect her gaze. The doctor said that he had woken up, which meant that he would get better soon, he was the man she loved the most, her husband, a husband who could defend his family and the country on the outside, and a husband who could marry and teach children on the inside.

And she is waiting for this man all the time, waiting for him to call back, waiting for him to take a vacation, as if there is only endless waiting left in life, if it is just a simple wait, but there is no time to be as sad as this sadness. Zhou Zhou Nuo begged almost all the gods and Buddhas of all religions, but in the end he could only smile bitterly and shake his head, where can a person who has never believed go to seek solace and forgiveness? In just a few days, it seems to be longer than more than a month, how many thoughts have accumulated on the hard floor, and how many silent tears have flowed on the thin yoga mat. I can't remember how many times I woke up from a dream, and I had to make sure that the fluorescent values on the instrument were indeed stable before I dared to continue sleeping. Comforted himself countless times, everything will be fine, and Cheng Ziming will definitely get through. And the voice in her head is so unconfident, there will never be absolutes in medicine, but there are many ifs, any one in case it happens to her, it is 1 in 10,000, she can't imagine what it will be like if 10,000 really happens.

Eventually, when everything turned out to be as successful as she had hoped, all the worries and apprehensions were gone.

The moment Cheng Ziming was pushed out of the ICU, Zhou Zhou Nuo climbed from behind the nurse to the side of the pushing bed, she didn't even dare to touch any part of his body, for fear that this would hurt him very badly, and he had to live back in the intensive care unit, where she could not see the pain alone. She pursed her lips nervously, held on to the handle of the cart, and looked at him worriedly.

Cheng Ziming's face was still not very good, but he had a faint smile on his face, and silently spit out three words to his wife, hard work.

Reading his lips, Zhou Zhou Nuo kept shaking his head, the broken hair next to his ears swept his cheeks that had long been ruddy, and the arm that grabbed the pole seemed to be thinner again. Until Cheng Ziming was pushed into Zhang Zhe's ward, she was still standing alone by the door, her forehead against the wall, and she covered her mouth again. I couldn't hear the cry, but I could see her whole body trembling.

"Old man." Cheng Ziming was still on a drip, and the sound that he gently called out made Cheng Weiguo on the side cry.

Lao Cheng wiped his eyes, nodded with a smile, at this moment he is not a leader, not a political dignitary, just a simple father, a father who has been guarding his injured son for a few days with a haggard face, "I'm here, I can't do anything, slowly raise it." ”

Cheng Ziming nodded, turned his head and looked at Zhang Zhe. The young man stared at him guiltily and excitedly, met his gaze, and called out to Brother Cheng affectionately.

Shi Shi stood aside, his eyes also shining with excitement, Cheng Ziming glanced at him and nodded his chin towards the door.

The stone understood and went out lightly.

My sister-in-law was squatting by the wall, her unkempt hair covering her face, and she was still wiping her tears.

"Sister-in-law," Li Dongshi also squatted down, he lowered his tone more softly, and said cautiously, "Brother Ming is waiting for you." ”

"Oh, good." Zhou Zhou Nuo propped up the wall with one hand and slowly stood up, "I'll go wash my face first." ”

Li Dongshi has most of the characteristics of a sniper, with a simple mind, a weak speech, a tough heart, and a calm heart. But that doesn't mean he's a person who doesn't pretend to be anything. In fact, since being with Wen Wan, he has accumulated enough knowledge about the creature of his girlfriend, about how to love, how to give, and how to be dependent. He is not like Zhang Zhe, he likes to talk about everything, he talks about love earth-shatteringly, and he also cries when he loses love. Compared to that vigorous, he prefers a long stream of water.

He was even extremely glad that he had met Wen Wan, and if his girlfriend was of Sumi's temperament, he couldn't guarantee how long the thin feelings would last in the midst of one argument after another.

I have met Zhou Nuo a few times, and my impression is not very deep. But in Li Dongshi's opinion, she is undoubtedly the same kind of person as Wen Wan, and occasionally she will be coquettish, blaming her boyfriend for not being considerate enough. But most of the time, they are busy with their studies and careers, basically focusing on their own lives, not extravagant, not expecting, and living a lonely life when they should enjoy the pleasure of the two.

It has been so many days since he arrived in the hospital, and this is the first time Li Dongshi has seen Zhou Yinuo crying, squatting by the wall, constantly wiping his face with the back of his hand, holding back his crying, and only panting.

It is said that the soldiers are the cutest people, but in their eyes, these military wives who pay silently behind them are far more lovely than them.

When Zhou Nono entered the door, everyone was in the hospital room. Li Dongshi and Zhang Zhe greeted her politely, and she smiled awkwardly and walked towards Cheng Ziming's hospital bed.

Cheng Weiguo gave up his seat and stood aside.

Cheng Ziming slowly raised her right hand, and Zhou Zhou Nuo hurriedly stretched out his hands and wrapped his palms in the palms of his hands.

"Still crying from me?" Cheng Ziming smiled and spoke, only his bare-eyed wife in his eyes.

"No." Hearing this, Zhou Zhou Nuo denied it, but his eyes didn't dare to look up at everyone, but the red clouds on his face deepened.

The action just now was so obvious, they must have known about it, and they must have laughed at me. Miss Zhou secretly shouted in her heart.

"Yinuo, I'm sorry." Looking at her deeply, Cheng Ziming still had a faint smile on his face, and solemnly apologized again.

"Oh," in the past, as long as he said these three words, Zhou Yinuo would immediately refute, but this time, Zhou Yinuo just nodded lightly, squeezed his hand, put the back of his hand on his cheek, and accepted his apology with a heavy nasal voice, "It's okay, you're fine." ”

The possibility of eternal separation between heaven and man has become dusty history, and Cheng Ziming, who has crawled out of despair countless times, has palpitations for the first time. His father said that Yinuo made a bunk on the floor outside the ward every night, and he couldn't persuade him to leave, so he was silent for a long time. When the girl who was thinking about it day and night appeared in front of him, he felt that he couldn't see enough, and he secretly thought that he was so lucky in this life, he met such a good woman, he must be a little better to her, a little better, and give her everything she likes in this world, so that she will never be afraid again.

Zhou Zhou Nuo also stared at him with burning eyes, she was afraid that someone would come to urge her in half an hour, and she just wanted to take a good look at him. With a little hair, still sincere eyes and a doting smile, and a thin face, the eyebrows and eyes are different from those of the previous days, and they are more bright.

The two of them started talking to each other, and they didn't talk much, so they kept looking at each other and smirking. Cheng Weiguo got up and went out to report his safety to his home. On the other bed, the wounded deputy battalion commander Zhang turned his head and blinked vigorously at the stone.

The stone was silent on his face, but he laughed secretly in his heart. Zhang Zhe, the single dog, is going crazy again.

Seeing other people's sweet and sweet bites, the little Zhezhe who was abused to the point of being incomplete, how could he be in all kinds of pain and had nowhere to say desolation.

The condition of his son here is getting better and better, and there are too many backlogs at work, and the phone calls over there are urging over and over again, and Cheng Weiguo plans to rush back in the afternoon. After eating at noon, he coughed lightly twice and took out an envelope from his bag.

After so many days of nervousness, Miss Zhou, whose appetite finally returned, accidentally ate a little too much for a while, stood on the side of the road rubbing her stomach, and waited for a taxi with her father-in-law. She was almost startled when she saw her father-in-law pull out what looked like a wad of money.

"Dad, what are you doing here?!" Zhou Nuo pushed and refused to accept it.

"It's not much, it's three thousand. These days, you have suffered a lot of sins. Buy something delicious to replenish your body. If he still needs money, he can use it. Cheng Weiguo didn't return his hand, and he insisted on it.

"Dad, I still have enough money." Zhou Nuo still pushed.

"It's just a little bit of my father's heart, you know, Ziming doesn't like to be close to me very much," Cheng Weiguo smiled wryly, "You take care of your body, I'm busy with work, and I can't take care of him on weekdays, so you can take care of him more and take good care of him." ”

Stuffing the envelope directly into Zhou Nuo's arms, Cheng Weiguo got into the taxi and left.

Back in the ward, Zhou Zhou Nuo attached himself to Cheng Ziming's ear and whispered the ins and outs of the matter.

As expected, Cheng Ziming really frowned, revealing obvious displeasure.

Zhou Zhou Nuo buried his head, like a child who accidentally did something bad, and did not defend himself, and picked his nails in a daze. What to say? It's not easy to say that his father is actually very difficult, in fact, he has always cared about him, he is just a secondary school disease, and he has to be unforgiving. But the truth is, his dad did once be sorry for his mother, and it was normal for him to have a knot. And she, as his only wife, should be on his side. As for the old thing that has been eliminating the estrangement between her parents for 20 years, even if she is the White Lotus, it is impossible for her to dissolve the matter in just a few words.

"Yinuo." Cheng Ziming called her softly.

Miss Zhou, who knew that she had done something wrong, looked at her empty hands, turned to look at the packing box on the bedside table, and planned to try to change the topic, "Hungry, I'll feed you some soup and porridge." ”

"Yinuo." Cheng Ziming reached out to grab her.

His palm touched her forearm, and he could feel the warmth through the sleeve, "I don't blame you, he gave it to you and kept it." ”

"Oh." Zhou Zhou Nuo didn't want to continue the topic, so he picked up the spoon and took a sip, feeling a little hot, blew three or five more breaths, and let it dry before handing it to Cheng Ziming's lips.

"Angry?" Cheng Ziming leaned on the back of the bed and looked at her with a smile from the corner of his eyes.

"No, it's just the first time I found out that your daughter-in-law is not good, everyone else is fighting wits and courage with your mother-in-law, I am sandwiched between my husband and father-in-law to survive," Zhou Nuo pursed his mouth, watching Cheng Ziming drink the soup, and stirring in the bowl with a spoon, "I thought about it, if I don't live in the New Year, buy something for your father and Aunt Gu, or give them red envelopes." ”

Cheng Ziming nodded, "It's all up to you." ”

"Oops, how much do you think it's good to pack? Just for your father, you have to pack one for your grandfather, and it can't be less than for your father. Thinking about the future, Zhou Zhou Nuo seemed to see a large wave of red banknotes away from her, so desolate.

"And your parents." The spoon was already in his mouth, Cheng Ziming licked his lips and reminded him kindly.

"Ah, then there are five," Zhou Nuo pursed his lips in contemplation, "then two thousand for one person, exactly ten thousand." ”

"Can I drink it?" Cheng Ziming looked at her with tears and laughter.

"Huh?" Zhou Zhou Nuo came back to his senses, and the spoon that had reached his mouth was a foot away from him at some point. Seeing that Cheng Ziming didn't show the unkind expression just now, Zhou Zhou Nuo couldn't help but put his mind at ease and took another spoonful, "Come, be good, drink the soup well, my sister will be rewarded after drinking it." ”

Cheng Ziming is full of black lines, are you a kindergarten aunt? Why this strange tone? What's more, there are two big light bulbs next to it!

"Oh, hurry up, there's only the last two bites left, will you feed the soup!" Zhang Zhe's complaint interrupted Cheng Ziming's distraction.

Li Dongshi bared his teeth, eager to cover the head of this arrogant guy with a bowl and spoon. He simply threw the bowl to Zhang Zhe and sat back on the chair.

Zhang Zhe held the empty bowl and invited Zhou Zhounuo, "Sister, I'm done drinking, what's the reward?" ”

Cheng Ziming turned his head and glared at him with a dark face, you kid, don't you want to live anymore.

Oops, it's not good, the joke is too much, the battalion commander wants to soar.