Seeing that the two seemed to be very familiar, the nurse also asked curiously, "What is the relationship between the two people inside?" ”

"They......" The big eyes of the red sleeves turned several times, "a very deep revolutionary friendship!" ”

"But why do I think your eyes lit up when you saw Mayor Zhu just now?" The shopkeeper and the second thief said with a smile.

"Wu Xiaoer, no matter how poor you are, I will go to Captain Wang to sue you for improper style!"

A door blocked the sound outside, and Zhu Ge sat on the edge of the bed, his fingers constantly rubbing his fingers on Wu Gong's face.

"Gong'er ......" He had a lot to say, but when it came to his mouth, he didn't know how to speak.

There was water on the table next to him, Zhu Ge searched around, found a new roll of gauze in the drawer, tore off a piece, and wiped it on Wugong's lips with water.

"Why don't you listen to me?" He muttered in a low voice, his hand movements were very light, "I kept it like that, but you didn't listen, if I had known, I would have changed to death." ”

Wu Gong closed his eyes quietly, feeling a buzzing sound in his ears, like mosquitoes flying, he wanted to catch it, but it was dark around him, and he couldn't see anything.

He tried to get out of the darkness, but everywhere was foggy, he was too weak to get out, and there seemed to be a long figure in front of him, and he tried to catch up, but he could not see the man's face.

"Gong'er, you haven't recovered the life debt of the hundred and ten people in Wuji Mountain, and the iron egg and the veterinarian are still waiting for you......"

"Why are you willing to leave me alone?"

Speaking of this, Zhu Ge's tears finally fell.

Wu Gong has been desperately chasing the figure in front of him, but suddenly he feels that there are water droplets falling on his face, and it is raining?

"When you're ready, let's go back to Wuji Town together, live in seclusion in the mountains for the rest of our lives, don't fight, don't be the mayor of the town, and live our lives in peace."

Outside, the nurse felt that the time was almost up, and pushed the door in to chase people, and she seemed to see the man wiping away tears.

"The patient needs to rest, don't talk to him too much, and leave someone to stay with him at night."

Of course, it was Zhu Ge who stayed with the bed.

"Company Commander Liu sent me to take care of him, and now that you're here, I should leave too." Redsleeves simply packed up his things and prepared to leave.

"Red Sleeves!" Zhu Ge tugged at her sleeve, "Thank you for taking care of Gong'er these days, I can't thank you enough." ”

"Take care, sir."

Red Sleeves followed the shopkeeper and left quickly, and Zhu Ge sat on the edge of the bed and stayed awake all night.

Every few minutes, he would moisten his lips with gauze, and by the next morning, Wu Gong's lips were finally not so dry.

Zhu Ge rubbed his thumb against Wugong's thick lips, he clearly remembered his touch, domineering but soft.

"I haven't eaten for three days, I must be hungry, right?" Zhu Ge brought back some rice porridge from the hospital cafeteria, fished out the rice grains and ate them, and scooped the rest of the soup with a spoon and tried to feed it into Wugong's mouth.

But the rice soup flowed down the corners of his mouth, and Zhu Ge immediately wiped it off with a handkerchief, put down the bowl, and frowned into a hill.

"You have to eat, or you're going to starve." Good ......"

After a few times, Zhu Ge gave up, he simply drank the rice soup by himself, fed Wu Gong mouth to mouth, the tip of his tongue pried open the soft lip flap, and the rice soup was sent to his mouth, Zhu Ge did not get up, but continued to stimulate Wu Gong's mouth with his tongue, hoping that he could feel a little bit, so that he could swallow well.

One of his hands was placed on Wu Gong's neck, and he felt the swallowing movement in his throat, and Zhu Ge's heart finally fell to the ground.

Eat it!

He was so excited that he kept feeding martial arts mouth-to-mouth.

"Click"!

Zhu Ge seemed to hear the sound of the camera.

He got up and looked back to see a blonde foreigner standing at the door, holding a camera in his hand, filming at him.

"Sorry, excuse me." The foreigner spoke fluent Chinese and nodded towards Zhu Ge, "It's just that the picture just now is too beautiful, which I have never seen here." ”

When Zhu Ge heard the foreigner say this, he didn't know how to answer.

"Are you lovers?" The foreigner then asked.

"We ......" Zhu Ge hesitated, but finally nodded, "Yes." ”

"Will he die?" The foreigner simply walked in, and when he saw the angry martial arts on the bed, his face showed worry.

"No, he's hard-hitting, he won't die so easily."

Seeing Zhu Ge's firm expression, the foreigner's face was full of admiration.

"If your people are as firm as you are, then I believe that you will win this war. My name is Jason and I'm a journalist, hello. ”

Zhu Ge looked at Jieshen's outstretched hand and shook it.

"In the lower Zhuge."

"I'll develop your photos quickly, don't forget to ask for me."

Jason held up his camera and quietly withdrew.

At that moment just now, he successfully captured the side face of Mr. Zhu Ge, although it was only a side face, but the deep affection was fully revealed, and he was already looking forward to the moment when this photo was developed.

Zhu Ge shook his head, just thinking that this was a small episode, he didn't take it to heart, and turned around and continued to feed Wugong and drink rice soup.

In the days in the hospital, there was a feeling that life was like a year, and his eyes never left his martial arts face most of the time, and every day he wiped his body, fed rice soup, and talked to himself.

"It's the seventh day, why are you still asleep? Every day, I hope you open your unruly eyes and show a domineering appearance, I will never stop you from taking revenge, you can jump up and find Zheng Liang now. ”

It's time for the daily routine check-up again, and the nurse takes the doctor and introduces the condition as she walks.

I heard the nurse in the ward of Wu Gong say that it was Mr. Smith from the United States who operated on Gong Er to remove the bullet.

He had a thick golden beard, spoke not very fluent Chinese, and came to the ward every two days.

This time it's still a simple look, and there are no superfluous words.

"Doctor, why isn't he awake?" Zhu Ge was anxious, seeing that Wu Gong's cheeks were thinning, but he couldn't do anything at all.

"Although his bullet has been removed, it is normal for him to be in a coma due to a concussion in the head. With careful care, he will wake up. ”

Dr. Smith comforted him by patting Juge on the shoulder.

Zhu Ge has heard too many such words, the doctor says this, the nurse says this, and even the occasional person from other wards comes to visit the door.

Smith noticed that the brilliance on the face of the distraught Chinese in front of him instantly dimmed, sighed, and went out.

From a medical point of view, it is unknown whether this patient can wake up or not, but he does not want his family to hear the hopeless results, because what this nation lacks most is a heart full of hope for the future.

Zhu Ge stood in front of the window, looking at the patients basking in the sun outside, some of them had lost their upper limbs, some of them were blown off their legs, blind, deaf, he had encountered them, he hated this war, and only hoped that one day he would wake up and find that everything was a dream, martial arts was still the master of Wuji Mountain, he was still a teacher under the mountain, the people were happy, and his life was rich......

He turned his head and looked at the martial arts on the bed from a distance, the sun shone on his body through the window, the white quilt, the dazzling light, he suddenly felt that the martial arts seemed to be integrated with this light, Zhu Ge's heart froze, and he walked over quickly and pounced on the martial arts, trying to block the light with his body.

"You won't die, absolutely not, take out your domineering and arrogant, show your majesty, you wake me up!"

Wu Gong felt that he had been chasing in the dark for a long time, that figure had not stopped, subconsciously, he knew who that person was, but he couldn't remember his name, he could only keep chasing, chasing, foggy, headache unbearable......

As he ran, the person in front of him suddenly stopped, and just as Wu Gong wanted to see his face clearly, the man actually shot him in the chest.

The feeling of oppression instantly spread from his chest to his limbs, Wu Gong struggled desperately, breathing heavily, and just when he thought he was about to die, a white light suddenly flashed in front of his eyes.

"Forehead ......"

With a deep gasp, Zhu Ge felt the fierce concussion in Wu Gong's chest, and he raised his head and met a pair of clear eyes.

"Gong'er!" Zhu Ge was so excited that he couldn't express it, grabbed Wugong's shoulder, and cried with joy, "I knew that you weren't stupid, you were so bad, the king of Hades didn't bother to accept you!" ”

"You ......" Wu Gong opened his mouth, his voice hoarse.

Zhu Ge immediately poured a glass of water and fed him to drink.

Wu Gong drank all the glass of water in one go, and only then did he really have some consciousness. Zhu Ge wiped the corners of his mouth with a handkerchief, but his hand rubbed on Wugong's face and was reluctant to put it down.

"Are you hungry and want something to eat? But that's right, you can't eat meat for the time being! ”

"You...... Who is it? Wu Gong looked at the man in front of him who was smiling and looked good, and asked hoarsely.

"It's all hurt like this, and you still have the heart to tease me." Zhu Ge smiled dotingly.

"Hurt? Why am I hurt? Who are you? Wu Gong looked around, probably knowing that he was in the hospital, he tried to get up, but was forced back by the sudden headache, "Ah...... My head ......"

"Don't move, let me see." Zhu Ge's joy was instantly dispelled by the current situation, and he held down his martial arts and stared at his eyes.

"You tell me you're kidding."

"I'm never joking in martial arts, you'd better get out of here until my men come down."

Zhu Ge's heart was slammed hard.

He stumbled out and stood in the doorway and shouted, "Doctor, nurse! ”

Soon, Smith and the nurses, who had just left, ran over from the ward not far away.

Zhu Ge leaned against the wall, his body slowly sliding, and he didn't dare to enter the ward again.

"Who are you? What are you going to do? Let go of Lao Tzu! ”

Soon, there was silence in the ward.

Zhu Ge got up and looked inside, Wu Gong had fainted, and Smith was checking on him.

"He has amnesia." Zhu Ge could barely hear his own voice, "It seems that he has forgotten something." ”

For example, the fall of the cottage, and, he.

This book was first published on Kanshu.com