Lin Qingrou was a little incredulous, although Du Zeming had a bad temper, he shouldn't have anything to do with what they said, but what this woman was holding in her hand was indeed Du Zeming's coat.

The police team here saw that it was the family members who came, handed over the coat to her and left, Lin Qingrou sat alone in the corridor of the hospital and was stunned, staring at the red light in the operating room blankly, and was stunned for a while before she reacted and sent a message to Song Miao.

When Song Miao and Jiang He came over, Lin Qingrou had just paid the operation fee to Du Zeming, and was shrinking on the bench at the door of the operating room in a daze, and was relieved to see the two of them coming.

"What's going on?" Song Miao looked at Lin Qingrou and asked.

Lin Qingrou shook her head, indicating that she didn't know either.

The operation didn't end until close to midnight, and when the doctor came out and said that the dangerous period had passed, Lin Qingrou breathed a sigh of relief, Song Miao held Lin Qingrou's hand tightly, Jiang He saw that Lin Qingrou's state was really not good, so he went to deal with the follow-up matters by himself.

When Lin Qingrou saw Du Zeming, it was almost three o'clock, Song Miao and Jiang He couldn't stand it and just left, Lin Qingrou sat on the edge of Du Zeming's bed and looked at Du Zeming's face.

She rarely saw Du Zeming's face so pale, lying quietly on the hospital bed like this, the thin lips that had lost too much blood were no longer bloody, and they looked a little fragile.

Lin Qingrou stared at Du Zeming's face for a while, this man seemed to be her husband, but he had never been involved in his life, what he had experienced, who he had seen, whether he was happy or sad, Lin Qingrou didn't know.

She looked at Du Zeming's face for a while, and after confirming with Aunt Zhang that Du Lin was fine, she put her mind at ease, Du Zeming seemed to have some nightmare in a coma, and the whole person was actually in a state of mental tension, and her fingers were always trembling lightly unconsciously.

Lin Qingrou looked at it for a while, and then gently attached her hand to Du Zeming's hand.

Maybe it was because of the excessive blood loss, the back of Du Zeming's hand was cold, Lin Qingrou put it on for a while before it passed a little normal temperature, she slowly held Du Zeming's hand, Du Zeming stopped trembling slightly, and the originally tense body slowly relaxed.

Lin Qingrou held his hand and looked at the man for a long time before slowly resting her head on his arm and closing her eyes.

If only Du Zeming could always be so gentle, she could not be the vine that attached to him, she could work hard to be a big tree that took root and sprouted by herself, and only asked Du Zeming, as Du Lin's father, to be able to look at her, respect her and love her.

Because she was sleeping on her stomach, Lin Qingrou slept very unsteadily, and Du Zeming was awakened when she just made a little movement.

Lin Qingrou felt the inside of her hand move, and she immediately raised her head alertly, looked at Du Zeming, and just met Du Zeming's dark eyes.

At this time, it was early in the morning, it was only dawn outside, and a little faint red light shone in through the window, just finding the bodies of the two people, Lin Qingrou had just woken up, feeling that the whole heart was soft in the heart, smiled at Du Zeming, and reached out to touch his forehead.

Du Zeming's body temperature has become a normal body temperature, it seems that there is no big problem, Lin Qingrou breathed a sigh of relief, and the heart that had been hanging since last night was completely put down.

"You stayed all night?" Du Zeming asked, his voice seemed to be very hoarse, with a bit of fragility that he had never seen before.

Lin Qingrou nodded, wanting to pour him a glass of water, but as soon as he moved his right hand, he suddenly found that the right hands of the two people were still clenched together, and the palms of the two people were even slightly sweaty.

Lin Qingrou hurriedly let go of the hand holding Du Zeming, for fear that Du Zeming would be angry, but Du Zeming did not let go, he still held Lin Qingrou's hand tightly, and looked at Lin Qingrou a little blankly, as if he was very puzzled why Lin Qingrou let go.

Lin Qingrou pointed to the water cup on the bedside table with her left hand, Du Zeming looked in the direction of her finger, and then Shi Shiran let go of Lin Qingrou's hand.

Lin Qingrou poured him a glass of water, got up and helped him drink most of the cup, and Du Zeming's face improved a little.

"I was taken to the hospital by sleep?" Du Zeming asked.

Lin Qingrou said a passer-by with a mouth shape.

Du Zeming was stunned for a moment, and then sneered: "It's Fang Jiawen." ”

Lin Qingrou looked at Du Zeming in surprise, not knowing why he said this, but Du Zeming separated the topic and asked, "What about Linlin?" ”

Lin Qingrou saw that he didn't say much, so she didn't say much, took out her mobile phone and typed and said, "Aunt Zhang is watching at home." ”

Du Zeming nodded, and then continued: "Don't tell your parents about this matter, they have no other use except to be anxious and nervous, especially Dad, who has a bad heart." ”

This is the first time Lin Qingrou has heard from Du Zeming that he has made Li Shujun and Du Liangde the parents of the two of them, and she is still a little unaccustomed to it for a while, but she knows that he is injured and a little delirious, so she didn't think about it, so she nodded.

"Go back to sleep, there's nothing going on here." Du Zeming said to Lin Qingrou.

Lin Qingrou heard a trace of pity and distress in Du Zeming's tone, and immediately retracted her gaze, shook her head, and typed on her mobile phone and said, "It's okay, Aunt Zhang Du Lin will take care of it, and you can't have no one to take care of it here." ”

After reading this paragraph, Du Zeming's face softened a lot, and there seemed to be a little smile in his eyes, and he said: "Then you come up and squeeze with me, and you can sleep a little more comfortably." ”

Lin Qingrou looked at Du Zeming and found that he was not joking, but was very serious about it, and eagerly hoped that Lin Qingrou would agree.

Lin Qingrou stared at his gaze, snuggled up to the side of the bed with some hesitation, and then closed her eyes and prepared to fall asleep again.

Because it was late last night, Lin Qingrou fell asleep not long after she touched the bedside, and in a daze, she felt a pair of warm hands around her waist, stopping her body on the bed and entering a warm embrace.

The temperature of this embrace was very familiar, as if she had been in the arms for countless nights before.

When Lin Qingrou woke up again, it was already bright outside, and the autumn breeze blew open the blue and white curtains beside the hospital bed, bringing in some bird calls and flowers.

Lin Qingrou tilted her head, and met Du Zeming's gaze beside her.

Du Zeming encircled her in his arms, looked down at her seriously, and when he saw her tilting her head to look over, he actually leaned over and kissed her lightly on the lips.

Lin Qingrou's heart trembled with this somewhat moist kiss, and she held her hand tightly to make her expression less excited.

"You're better off when you're asleep." Du Zeming said.

Lin Qingrou seemed to reply this sentence to him, but she didn't dare to say it, so she could only squint her eyes slightly and restrain her gaze from looking at him.

Du Zeming didn't seem to be very satisfied with her reaction, and just as he wanted to say something, he heard a knock on the door outside.

"Qingrou, are you awake?" A young man's voice rang outside.

Du Zeming held Lin Qingrou's hand tightly, and then stared at Lin Qingrou as if questioning her.

Lin Qingrou reacted for a while, only to realize that the person outside was Jiang He, I don't know when Jiang He began to learn Song Miao to call himself Qingrou, this kind of title made Du Zeming hear that he was obviously provocative.

Jiang He, who was outside the door, knocked on the door a few times and walked in directly, and saw that Du Zeming was holding Lin Qingrou, and the two of them were crowded on a bed, the corners of their mouths twitched, and then said: "There is a bed for the bed in the higher ward, and there is a folding bed against the wall over there, so you don't need two people to squeeze together." ”

"We'd love to." Du Zeming immediately answered.

Jiang He glanced at him and didn't answer his words. Lin Qingrou looked at the two people, and the two men seemed to have some-for-tat meaning, but they didn't know why.

"What are you doing here?" Seeing that Jiang He didn't speak, Du Zeming looked at Jiang He and asked.

Today, Jiang He wore a thin shirt and a beige knitted jacket on the outside, looking like a college student who had just come out of school, and had come to visit his old professor.

"Don't have no conscience, it was me who ran the procedures and hospitalization procedures for you back and forth last night, and now ask me why I'm here? I'm waiting here to put you to the grave. As he spoke, Jiang He slapped the medical record and a file in his hand on the bed, then put his hands in his pockets and said: "Your temper is also bullying and bullying people like Lin Qingrou who can't do without you now, who likes to talk to you as a normal person." ”

After speaking, he said to Lin Qingrou: "There is someone at the door who will sell breakfast in a while, buy some yourself, Song Miao has to go to work today and don't have time to come, I just happened to come over in shifts to see if there is anything that can help." ”

Lin Qingrou smiled at Jiang He, last night it was indeed Jiang He who was busy with the formalities, if it wasn't for Jiang He's presence, she might not be able to take care of it alone.

But this smile is not like that in Du Zeming's eyes.

He reached out and took Jiang He's case while he was still in bed, and then said in a low voice: "I will pay you a lot of medical expenses for how much money you have paid." ”

Jiang He glanced at him, turned around and went out.

Du Zeming looked at Jiang He's back, his eyes flickered, and then he lowered his head and flipped through the case book in his hand.

No one told Du Zeming about his injury, even Du Zeming's secretary didn't know, Lin Qingrou went to buy breakfast and came back when she heard Du Zeming call and say that Du Liangde was not feeling well recently, and he was going to take care of the old man for two days, and he would go to work directly next Monday.