Good Morning, Dear

Cheng Qingyao is so uncomfortable. An unspeakable pain is firmly pestering her. She can't count and spend seconds like years. Her eyes were as heavy as a mountain. She couldn't open them. She didn't know where she was, but she could hear the voice in her ears.

Familiar voices, such as the Dean, doctor Yan and assistant doctors, said to her over and over again: "soon, soon, doctor Mo will come soon. He has arrived at the hospital and is catching up in the elevator... He has arrived at the floor and is disinfecting..."

Why is it so slow?

Why does it take so long to disinfect?

The pain makes me want to sleep, and I'm afraid I can't wake up after sleeping. I'm strong in my spirit, consuming little physical strength and so on. Suddenly, the hurried footsteps came, and the Dean exclaimed: "doctor Mo is coming, doctor Mo is coming, Yao Yao, doctor Mo is coming..."

When the voice declined, her hand was held by the strength of her hand. The feeling of holding it in the palm was familiar and made her nostalgic: "don't leave!"

"It's me, it's me, I'm coming." hold her hand and lie down by the bed. Mo Li can't be excited. It's good. She still remembers him, she wants him, her temperature is no longer so cold, and finally has a breath of life. I couldn't restrain my excitement, and my voice was choking and hoarse: "I'm coming, I'm coming... I shouldn't go home, I should stay here all the time, so you don't have to wait so long... Yaoyao, I'm sorry to keep you waiting..."

"Don't leave!" Cheng Qingyao has a lot to say, but she doesn't have the strength. The words squeezed to her mouth can only turn into a call. She also wants to open her eyes to see him and see if he is good now. But I can't open my eyes. My eyes are so heavy that I can't open them. As soon as you exert yourself, it hurts, especially.

Mo Li can see the sweat from her forehead and the pain relief stick hanging above. He is a doctor. He knows that in the case of life-saving, don't say analgesics. Other drugs are used in the maximum dose, so the maximum dose of analgesics has been used at this time. I'm afraid it will be counterproductive.

He released his hand, put his left hand under her neck, and his right hand closed her back at the same time. He held her left and right with both hands, slightly lifted her body away from the hospital bed, and let her stick it into his chest: "no pain, no pain, rest for a while, don't talk, and it won't hurt for a while."

Cheng Qingyao's injury has long healed. Holding her body up will not cause any harm to her or add any discomfort to her. However, Mo Li stood by the bed with his legs bent and his body tilted in an extremely distorted posture. The whole person felt very tired when he looked at it.

This kind of standing posture is really tired, but Mo can't leave her. Now as long as she is comfortable!

The doctors present looked at it from their heart. They all said that women are the most vulnerable after they are in love. In fact, men are the same, but they lick in different ways. They love each other dearly, and they don't know what the end will be for the bitter lovers.

Now I dare not ask for any ending, just for her to really save the day!

She stuck it in his arms, and his powerful and rapid heartbeat came into her ears, like melodious notes and mother's care, giving her an unspeakable sense of security and peace of mind. Her excitement slowly subsided, became no longer impatient, and her pain was slowly disappearing.

"Go to sleep, it won't hurt when you fall asleep. I'm still there when you wake up. Go to sleep, go to sleep, go to sleep..." while gently coaxing, he observed the data on the instrument and said something from his heart. He was also afraid that she wouldn't wake up when she fell asleep. But fortunately, the data has been very stable, and her breathing sound has gradually become stable.

The Dean came to see her and slept soundly: "why don't you go back to the intensive care unit first. There's a big bed there. You can sleep with her in your bed. It's more comfortable."

Mo Li wanted to say yes, but he was afraid that he would wake her up after moving, so he refused. She waited until she fully entered the sleeping area before gently moving her to the intensive care unit. When he let go of her, his whole body was stiff. He stood on his bed for a long time before he found his body.

In the intensive care unit, he slept on his side without instruments, supported his head with one hand, gently patted her with the other, or gently stroked her face, so that she could feel his presence. She did feel his presence and slept soundly without even dreaming.

After sleeping for three more days, she finally found the yuan God and finally had the strength to open her eyes.

When she opened her eyes, it was already bright. The light reflected the dazzling pain in her eyes. She was a little uncomfortable. Her eyes opened and closed. She heard his happy voice: "is Yaoyao going to wake up?"

There was a shadow on her face. His palm helped her hide the light. She was no longer afraid of light. She slowly opened her eyes and saw him close in front of her, but she was as thin as a person. If it weren't for his voice, if it wasn't for his constant company at the bedside, she would really not recognize him at a glance.

He raised his hand to touch him, but he was unable. He didn't touch his face, but he fell powerlessly on his chest. He could touch his bones across his clothes: "are you hurt or ill? How can you lose so much?"

This was what she wanted to say, but her throat was so tight that she couldn't squeeze out half a word. She couldn't say. She could only look at him and ask him with her eyes.

But he didn't understand. He confirmed that she really woke up with her eyes open, so he excitedly slid out of bed and rang the bell to call the doctor: "hurry up, hurry up, Yaoyao woke up, hurry up and get the instrument to check her and see how she is now?"

The doctors came in one by one, and the nurses pushed things in one by one... The ward was in a mess again. She didn't want to pay attention to someone talking to her, and her eyes kept chasing Mo Li. Where Mo Li stands, her sight follows. She didn't have much memory in her mind. She only remembered that scene. He tore his heart and lungs and shouted to her

The sight was suddenly covered, and some memories to be awakened were suddenly interrupted. The Dean came close to her eyes and narrowed his eyes with a smile: "look at him later, OK? Look at me first, I'm also very handsome!"

A word made them all laugh. Mo Li also showed a rare smile. It's good. It's good. I hope it can be so good all the time.

Cheng Qingyao didn't have much memory, so she didn't have much resentment. She closed her eyes and swallowed her saliva. Then she squeezed out a faint voice: "I look at him and don't delay looking at you. Just stand in his position."

"Oh, yes, you can talk back!" the Dean was not angry, but smiled happily, and waved Mo Li over: "what are you doing so far? Come and stand here, and I'll let you rub my face."

Mo Li walked over with a smile, but Cheng Qingyao shriveled her mouth and defended Mo Li against injustice: "it's clear that Mo Li looks better, and I don't know who you two rub who's face..."