The doctor had no choice but to let the drunkard rest and then prepare for the operation the afternoon after tomorrow. With {dream} small ◢ say шщЩ.

The drunkard was lying on a hospital bed, staring at the ceiling, needle in one hand and a phone weakly in the other.

The ward was quiet, and in such a quiet environment, the drunkard couldn't help but think wildly, and the more he thought about it, the more frightened and helpless he became.

He forced himself not to think about the terrible pile of test sheets, and his mind slowly drifted back to before.

When he and Tsing Yi first met.

At that time, Tsing Yi was only nineteen years old, high-spirited and shouting at the age of enthusiasm, but he already had a calmness and carefulness that his peers could not compare.

Tsing Yi is the warmest and most temperamental person he has ever met, he is really very good, he can think about everything for others, and he can take care of other people's feelings in any situation, and never embarrass people.

When others do something wrong, he can always smile like a big brother and say it's okay, and then go and do things well for others silently.

He always takes care of everyone, especially him, so careful that he has to take care of three meals a day.

I remember that when Tsing Yi cooked noodles for him for the first time, he also teased him that he lived like an old mother at a young age, and he had no youthful vitality at all, and did something that young people don't like to do.

Tsing Yi was all smiling and smiling, not speaking.

The drunkard thought about it, and tears flowed uncontrollably.

He is not crying about his current embarrassed self, nor is it the beautiful days in the past but he doesn't know how to cherish them.

He cried because he was such a good person, how could he meet him......?

In the days when drunkards were hospitalized, the most heard sentence was "The patients in ward 302 are only 25......"

It's only twenty-five, how can you be sick at such a good age.

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"Little princess, stop, it's okay."

“…… Wait. Wen Xiaoai gritted her teeth, hugged Feng Liyan who wanted to break free in her arms, and kept injecting her spiritual power into his body, repairing the damaged Jin Dan for him.

"Stop." Feng Li saw that Wen Xiaoai's face was white and she was still gritting her teeth and insisting, and she was suddenly distressed.

Wen Xiaoai still didn't have his hand, and the purple light wrapped Feng Liyan's small body, and the golden pill in his body was as uncomfortable as being roasted in a fire.

After nearly ten minutes or so, Wen Xiaoai was exhausted, and finally couldn't hold on, so she was forced to withdraw her hand and fell back to the bed weakly.

Feng Liyan jumped up from her arms, came to Wen Xiaoai's neck, and asked anxiously, "Little princess, how are you?" ”

“…… It's okay. Wen Xiaoai shook her head slightly, raised her hand and wiped the sweat from her forehead.

Feng Liyan stretched out his little paws and wiped Wen Xiaoai's sweat distressedly.

Wen Xiaoai looked at Feng Liyan and suddenly grinned.

"What are you stupid about?" Feng Li said angrily, but couldn't help but laugh along.

Wen Xiaoai swallowed her saliva and said, "...... They all said that I can only play, I will only cause trouble, you see I will help you repair the golden pill now. ”

"Who doesn't have a long eye to say that you can only play and only get into trouble?" When Feng Liyan heard someone say this about Wen Xiaoai, his temper suddenly came up.

"There are a lot of people, even the demons in our clan say that about me."

"Didn't I teach you that whoever dares to bully you will fight you back, if you can't beat me, you will find me, and I will bear it if something happens."

Feng Liyan has always taught Wen Xiaoai like this, and sometimes Ye Qi is helpless.