Zhou Qichuan looked at her and showed a bright smile, "Don't cry, I will recover quickly and will not disappoint you." ”

Song Zhiyuan had tears in his eyes, and his tears broke the embankment inexplicably, but he couldn't help but scorn him fiercely, and was about to say something, when several medical staff pushed the door and rushed in and began to check Zhou Qichuan's condition.

Song Zhiyuan stepped aside, and then the curtain was closed, cutting off the tightly intertwined sight of him and Zhou Qichuan.

Zhou Qichuan's willpower to survive is too strong, coupled with his young and good physique, after people wake up, all the indicators of his body are recovering rapidly.

After the doctors examined him, they were amazed at his willpower and resilience.

In view of his current condition, as long as he is observed in the intensive care unit for another night, he can be transferred to the intensive care unit tomorrow morning as long as his physical indicators can stabilize his current condition.

But what Zhou Qichuan meant was that he would be transferred out of the intensive care unit if he wanted to be here again, otherwise, Song Zhiyuan would have no place to sleep while guarding him here.

The doctor had no choice but to turn his eyes to Song Zhiyuan for help and ask her, "Mrs. Zhou, what do you ......see?"

"This is a hospital, of course you have to listen to the doctor, how it is beneficial to Zhou Qichuan's body, how to arrange it." Song Zhiyuan was not ambiguous at all.

The doctor immediately smiled and nodded, "Okay, then we'll listen to Mrs. Zhou." ”

After everything that needed to be done was done, the medical staff retreated, and in the ward, only Song Zhiyuan and Zhou Qichuan were left for a while.

They stood and lay down, high and low, and were silent for a moment.

On this day and night, Song Zhiyuan was really scared too badly, and now Zhou Qichuan woke up and was in no danger, but the fear in her heart for the rest of her life had not completely faded.

Zhou Qichuan looked at her without blinking, and when he saw her standing motionless two or three meters away from the bed, he couldn't help but wave at her, and said pitifully, "Wife, come here." ”

Song Zhiyuan looked at him, curled the corners of his lips slightly, and shook his head.

Zhou Qichuan frowned, his eyes swept around his body, and asked, "Isn't my current appearance particularly ugly?" ”

His body was wrapped in gauze and had various tubes inserted.

Zhou Qichuan never thought that one day he would lie on the hospital bed and slaughter anyone.

Song Zhiyuan stared at him, raised his eyebrows and nodded, "It's a little, so don't do it, lie down honestly." ”

As she spoke, she covered her lips and yawned, and said, "Let the nurse come in and watch over you, and I'll go to sleep for a while." ”

When the words fell, she raised her leg and was about to leave.

originally thought that Zhou Qichuan would call her.

Not really.

Until Song Zhiyuan walked to the door, he didn't hear any movement from the man.

She couldn't hold back, and stopped and turned her head to look.

"Go to sleep." Zhou Qichuan hooked his lips at her, "I like the beautiful way you look after you have slept well." ”

Song Zhiyuan, "......"

"Do you hate that I'm not good-looking?" She asked.

Zhou Qichuan, "......"

"Since you dislike it, then I'm going to stay in your way." Song Zhiyuan said, turned around and turned back, and then pulled a chair and sat down on the side of the bed.

Zhou Qichuan smiled, "When did my wife learn duplicity?" ”

Song Zhiyuan hated him, "Three watches in the middle of the night, do you sleep?" ”

"When my wife sleeps, I will sleep." Zhou Qichuan said.

Song Zhiyuan was angry at him, and under his dumb eyes, she suddenly got up, leaned down, imprinted a kiss on Zhou Qichuan's dry lips, and asked, "Are you thirsty, I'll pour a glass of water to moisten you?" ”

"Thirsty, but don't need water......"

Zhou Qichuan said, his big palm lightly clasped the back of her head, pressed her head down, and then put it on his lips, turning passive into active, sucking her.

Song Zhiyuan didn't struggle at all, she closed her eyes, was gentle and meticulous, and responded to Zhou Qichuan little by little......

……

Although Zhou Qichuan was reluctant, Song Zhiyuan insisted, and he let her sleep on her stomach next to the hospital bed for half the night.

In the morning, the doctor came to check on Zhou Qichuan's condition, which was obviously better than when he woke up last night, and it was visible to the naked eye that there was some blood on his face.

In this way, there is no problem at all to transfer from the intensive care unit to the intensive care unit.

Zhou Qichuan loves to be clean, and after being transferred to the special care ward, Song Zhiyuan took an electric toothbrush to brush his teeth, took a basin of hot water, and wrung a hot towel to wipe his face and hands.

Zhou Qichuan also wanted to wipe other places on his body, but Song Zhiyuan didn't let him, and took the water and prepared to leave.

Zhou Qichuan grabbed the person and lifted the quilt directly on his body, wanting to prove to Song Zhiyuan that the injuries on his body were not so serious at all and could be wiped.

As a result, as soon as the quilt was lifted, the person moved, not to mention the pain of the knife on his body, and the most important thing was that he was embarrassed to find that he actually inserted a urine tube and hung a urine bag.

In the next second, he hurriedly covered the quilt back.

Although he moved fast enough and didn't show much embarrassment on his face, Song Zhiyuan, who was the person next to the pillow, still understood her thoughts at a glance.

Immediately, she curled her lips and smiled, put down the basin in her hand, and went to wring the towel.

"What?" Zhou Qichuan asked.

Song Zhiyuan said while twisting the towel, "You love cleanliness so much, if you don't wipe your body, I guess you will be uncomfortable." ”

Zhou Qichuan covered the quilt, "Forget it, no need." ”

Song Zhiyuan looked serious, "It's okay, I'm not idle." ”

Zhou Qichuan didn't dare to move, "I'm afraid you'll be tired." ”

Song Zhiyuan held a wrung hot towel in his hand, looked at Zhou Qichuan on the hospital bed like a big boy who was embarrassed to wet the bed, and couldn't help laughing.

"Zhou Qichuan, isn't it just hanging a urine bag, what's so embarrassing about this, if I give birth to a baby in the future, if I have a caesarean section, I will have to insert a urine tube to hang the urine bag, then at that time, do you have to dislike me to death?"

"How is that possible!" Zhou Qichuan blurted out a retort, thinking of something, he was immediately stunned, and the next moment, the expression on his face changed again, and asked, "Wife, are you willing to give me a child?" ”

Song Zhiyuan listened to his words, and immediately frowned, "You are my husband, if the child I gave birth to is not yours, then do you want to-"

"Phew!"

Before Song Zhiyuan's words fell, Zhou Qichuan spat hard, and then rushed over and hugged Song Zhiyuan, who was standing by the bed.

"Shhh

As a result, he pulled the wound, and he grinned in pain.

Song Zhiyuan was frightened by him and really wanted to pump him, but seeing him in pain like this, he was so soft-hearted.

Just as he was about to press the bell to call the doctor over, Zhou Qichuan grabbed her hand again, frowned tightly and said, "Wife, it's great that you are willing to give me a child." ”

Song Zhiyuan looked down at him, he really couldn't cry or laugh, and he put on a straight face to attack him, "Let go, I'll call the doctor." ”

"Wife, I'm fine, really." Zhou Qichuan hugged the person and refused to let go, and asked, "You say, are we Mr. sons or daughters?" ”

Song Zhiyuan, "......"

"Is this up to me?" She was really speechless, and felt that Zhou Qichuan probably hurt her brain.

Zhou Qichuan smiled, "Otherwise, I will work hard to get my son and daughter all at once." ”

Song Zhiyuan stared at him, "......"

Really, Zhou Qichuan's brain hurt a lot.

.......