Song Zeming stood on the edge of the bed and looked at the sleeping people.

Ji Yao was in pain for a long time, and at this moment she was also out of strength and fell asleep.

When I woke up, I was surprised to see Song Zeming guarding the bedside.

"Awake?" Song Zeming got up and walked over.

"Xia Xia ......" Ji Yao just spoke.

Song Zeming replied, "They went back." ”

"That's right." Ji Yao didn't know why Song Zeming appeared here.

"Are you thirsty?" Song Zeming asked her.

"Sort of." Ji Yao nodded.

Immediately got up and poured her a glass of water, shook the bed up and fed her water.

Song Zeming was still holding a water cup.

"I can do it myself." Ji Yao took it.

After pouring a few sips, he returned the cup to Song Zeming.

"Are you hungry? Would you like to eat something? ”

Ji Yao shook his head, "I don't really want to eat it." "I just sat for surgery, and I really couldn't eat anything.

"Then you're hungry and want to eat."

Ji Yao nodded.

"How did you get yourself to the hospital?"

"I ate something spicy at noon, maybe it's a little spicy lately." Ji Yao replied.

"Why did you suddenly eat so many spicy foods, didn't you eat very little before?" Ji Yao, she is usually not picky eaters, she eats everything, and it is relatively normal to eat.

"I've ordered takeout a few times recently, and it's spicy and delicious."

Song Zeming's brows furrowed tightly, "Didn't you skip takeout before?" Why did you suddenly eat takeout? ”

"It's just that I recently found that the takeout is quite delicious." Ji Yao smiled.

I don't know why I've become lazy lately, and I don't want to go so much trouble to eat alone, so it's very simple to order takeout.

Song Zeming lived next door before, and the two often had dinner together, and the two Ji Yao also had an interest in cooking, and later followed Song Zeming to his grandmother's house, and they were all a big table of people eating together, and then Ji Nian came over to live for a few days.

Now the surroundings are suddenly empty, and I am the only one who is unwilling to do anything.

"Takeout is not healthy, eat less in the future." Song Zeming squeezed for a long time before squeezing out this sentence.

Ji Yao nodded.

"You haven't eaten yet, have you?"

"Well, I didn't eat, I just came from work at work."

"Then you can go outside to eat something, the hospital has a canteen, and there are many stalls outside, you can also go to a restaurant outside to eat."

"Would you like to eat something now?"

Ji Yao smiled embarrassedly, "I wasn't hungry before, but after a few words with you, I seem to be really hungry, and I want to drink porridge." ”

"Then I'll go out and buy it, and you rest first."

Song Zeming hurriedly went to the cafeteria to buy a boxed lunch for himself, and bought porridge for Ji Yao.

"So fast?" Ji Yao put down his phone and looked at Song Zeming, who came back in a few minutes every day.

"Well, I bought it in the cafeteria, not far away." Song Zeming replied.

He actually came back all the way away, and he didn't know why he was so worried about Ji Yao in the ward.

Obviously, people are fine, but they just can't wait to stay by her side all the time.

Song Zeming set the table and put the porridge on it.

Ji Yao struggled to get up.

"Don't move, the wound will open in a while, I'll help you." Song Zeming said excitedly.

"This is minimally invasive surgery, how can there be any big wounds." Ji Yao was amused.

"Don't move anyway." Song Zeming helped her to do it and handed her a spoon.

After seeing Ji Yao eat it, Song Zeming began to eat his own.

He bought it very lightly, a vegetarian dumpling.

The food is not tasteless yet.

"Would you like to try one?" Song Zeming saw that Ji Yao had already looked at his bowl several times.

"Just one." Ji Yao even stretched out a finger.

"Okay." Song Zeming immediately scooped one up for her.

After Ji Yao ate it, "This vegetarian dumpling is really unpalatable, just like vegetarian buns, it is still delicious." ”

"Hmm." Song Zeming also nodded, the vegetarian food is indeed not delicious.

"When I'm discharged from the hospital, I'll eat the minced meat myself." Ji Yao said casually.

It's just that Song Zeming was silent, in fact, he deliberately avoided Ji Yao for a while.

It would be very uncomfortable to see Ji Yao sick, and it would be uncomfortable to hear her speak.

"The dumplings you made are delicious." Song Zeming said.

"yes, I think it's delicious, too." Ji Yao smiled.

After the anesthesia slowly subsided, Ji Yao's wound began to hurt gradually.

I didn't eat the porridge halfway through.

I couldn't sleep because it hurt, and because Song Zeming was in front of me, Ji Yao couldn't make a very uncomfortable appearance, and she was enduring it all the time.

Song Zeming soon discovered her abnormality, and the sweat beads that kept popping up on her forehead pale face.

"Is it a wound or does it hurt?" Song Zeming asked her.

"Sort of." Ji Yao replied.

"I'll call you a doctor." As he spoke, Song Zeming was about to get up and ring the call bell at the bedside.

Ji Yao grabbed her hand, "Don't worry, it doesn't hurt very much, after anesthesia, it will be like this, it won't hurt after a while." ”

Seeing Ji Yao's insistence, Song Zeming didn't say anything.

Song Zeming stayed until more than ten o'clock, and Ji Yao gradually got better, but there was an embarrassing problem.

She wanted to go to the toilet and endured it for a long time.

I can't hold it back.

Ji Yao lifted the quilt, and Song Zeming then looked up, "What's wrong?" ”

"I'm going to the bathroom." Ji Yao said embarrassedly, then covered the wound and was about to get out of bed.

Every time I moved, that wound hurt more.

After taking two steps, his body suddenly hung in the air, and Ji Yao turned his head slightly in surprise, "I...... I can walk that. ”

Song Zeming hugged her directly.

"Move less, it's not good if the wound is ruptured." It was still the same reason as before, but this time Ji Yao didn't refute it anymore.

Song Zeming hugged her into the bathroom, "No, you call me again." ”

Then went out and closed the door.

Ji Yao's face was red, and when she was suddenly like this, her heart was beating faster, and she forgot the pain of the wound.

A few minutes later, Ji Yao opened the door to the bathroom.

Sure enough, Song Zeming was still guarding the door.

"Just a few steps, I'll walk by myself." As soon as Ji Yao's words fell, he was hugged again.

"A dozen steps." Song Zeming is very exaggerated.

Ji Yao thought to herself, isn't it only a dozen steps.

In fact, Song Zeming has been staying here, and Ji Yao is quite embarrassed.

One is because he is not a girl, and the other is that they are not related to each other, and they are not their boyfriends.

can only be regarded as friends, but now they suddenly stay by their side and carry themselves to the bathroom.

After returning to the bed, Song Zeming pulled up the quilt for her, "You sleep, I'm here, if you want to drink water or go to the bathroom, call me." ”

Ji Yao thought for a while and said, "Otherwise, you can go back to sleep at night, you have to go to work tomorrow morning, it's not good to stay up all night here, I have finished hanging the salt water, and now there is nothing to do, appendicitis surgery is just a major operation, and it is not a major operation." ”

"It's okay, I'll just sleep on the sofa, I don't have anything sleepy at night, you just rest." Song Zeming tucked the quilt on her shoulder again.

Ji Yao closed her eyes and forced herself to sleep, but she couldn't sleep, and she didn't know if she slept too much in the afternoon.

As soon as he turned his head slightly, he could see Song Zeming on the sofa.

He seems to be busy all the time, waking up early to work on the company's documents.

There are also a lot of documents on the table.

Time has passed for so long, Ji Yao is still not sleepy, but Song Zeming is sleepy first.

He packed up the documents and put them aside, wanting to go over to see Ji Yao's situation.

Ji Yao kept closing his eyes and listening to Song Zeming's movements.

Hearing him coming, he immediately relaxed his breath and pretended that he was asleep.

Soon felt that Song Zeming walked to his bedside.

It's like one second, two seconds, three seconds......

Ji Yao couldn't count the past few seconds, but why didn't Song Zeming leave.

Song Zeming looked at the pale face on the hospital bed like a sheet and pillow.

If you look at it so closely, it seems that you have lost weight recently.

It must be that I haven't eaten well, and I have been eating takeout, what nutrition can I have.

He didn't seem to have stared at her so carefully, but at this glance, Ji Yao was indeed very good-looking, and it must be okay to learn to host.

He deliberately avoided her recently, and he didn't ask the secretary about her again in the company, and he didn't know where she was working now after the internship period.

Sometimes when he gets off work by chance, he drives and meets Ji Yao on the road.

Actually, it's not a chance encounter.

Every time Song Zeming gets off work, he will go back to his apartment community for a walk.

Just to catch a glimpse of her.

However, Ji Yao couldn't get together with Song Zeming every time he got off work.

After all, how could he, the president, get off work so punctually.

Occasionally, Ji Yao works overtime, and the two can still meet.

Song Zeming would only watch from afar, watching him walk in front of him, so that he seemed to be relieved.

Ji Yao began to get more and more nervous, she was really worried that she wouldn't be able to hold back in the next second, and she would be discovered by Song Zeming, how embarrassing it would be then.

What do you want to say, is it startled, you sleep well, why is there a person at the head of the bed, or do you just fall asleep every day.

Just when Ji Yao was entangled, a warm big hand suddenly covered his forehead.

Ji Yao's body trembled slightly.

But Song Zeming touched it lightly and immediately withdrew his hand and left.

Then the footsteps sounded, and Song Chengyi left, and then the sound of the lights off could be heard.

Until it gradually darkened all around.

Ji Yao dared to open his eyes, and then reached out to touch his forehead, what's the matter, why did he come over and touch his forehead.

Ji Yao was puzzled, it was very simple, she had insomnia again this night.

Similarly, Ji Yao is not the only one who suffers from insomnia.

Song Zeming just touched her forehead, it was indeed a subconscious move, and his brain didn't react, his hand did it first, and he touched her first.

It's just that slight trembling, Song Zeming is also keenly aware of it.

That's why they quickly stopped and left.

Ji Yao didn't fall asleep just now, didn't she touch her forehead, of course she was awake.

He has been a soldier for so many years, and he will not be unaware of the subtle changes in his body.

Both were extremely irritable.

Each opened his eyes to the pitch-black ceiling.

In the early hours of the morning, Ji Yao was tortured by sleeping insects and fell asleep, and had some dreams, and sure enough, as the saying goes, there are thoughts every day and dreams at night.