Lu Qiang stepped out in one step, with his body full of anger.
Genzi's eyes are fast and he can't take care of anything else at this time, hug him from behind.
"Big Brother, Strong Brother, don't go..." He whispered to dissuade.Genzi's eyes were a little hot, and in the impression Lu Qiang worked hard, but he was able to calm down and deal with things calmly. He had never been so impulsive. Now he is fighting against death and killing him to do it.Root can not help but stop.
But he was thin and thin, barely circling Lu Qiang's waist, abdomen and arms. He hit his elbow and stepped back.
Lu Qiang rushed toward the door like a demon. His arms and front were stained with blood, his cheeks were a few drops, his eyes were full, his face muscles were tight.
Genzi held his foot, stepped out and chased out again, turned around and pushed his chest.Lu Qiang speed buffer.
He raised his arm to block the elevator door, with a firm attitude: "Brother, I can't let you go."
Lu Qiang said: "Get away from Laozi."
He grimaced: "Do not roll."
Lu Qiang stabbed all over, trembling tensedly, stepped forward to pull his front flap, and growled with a hoarse noise: "That beast moved Yin Yin, do you know?" Rooted his feet off the ground, staring at him in panic, Lu Qiang's eyes were flushed. "It's Laozi woman lying inside. I'm afraid she will hurt when I touch it. You see what virtue she is now!...I fucked the beast."
Lu Qiang threw him away and patted his palm on the elevator button.
Rooted in a hurry, there was a rush of gas in my heart, whispered and rushed over and grabbed his arm, fierce round, Lu Qiang was actually pulled away from the door.
"Don't want to go anywhere!"
Lu Qiang punched him in the left face: "Don't fucking wait for me to abolish you first, get out."
Genzi covered his face, somehow with courage, jumped halfway and hit him on the chin, the whole body weight pressed over, and Lu Qiang hit the wall with his back.Genzi excitedly said: "If you feel bad about her, you should stay here now, and don't go anywhere!"
Lu Qiang's body stiffened and his breath eased: "Brother Qiang Brother, don't be impulsive first..."
He subconsciously wanted to break free, and he pressed hard: "Sister-in-law is still in the rescue, you can't leave at this time. Everything will wait for her to get out of danger. Then, how do you want to deal with the beast, strong brother, I am with you."
Genzi choked at the end.Lu Qiang broke away from him, turned around fiercely, punched the wall with a punch, and the next window trembles.
The door of the operating room suddenly opened, and the nurse took off the mask and pointed at them: "Do you want to save the people inside?"
Genzi took a quick look at Lu Qiang. When he saw him, he calmed down a lot, and quickly rushed to the operating room to take a few steps: "Save, save, the doctor must save the life. We will give you how much money."
The nurse was badly angry: "I want to save you out to fight."
"No more, doctor, no more... I'm so sorry."
The nurse frowned to see Lu Qiang sweeping him again: "Keep quiet."
"Eh, well..."
The door of the operating room was closed again, and the hallway was empty, quiet and secret.Genzi turned back, and Lu Qiang sat on the ground, his head buried, his palms covering his eyes.
He rubbed his face, stood there for a moment, rubbed against the chair and sat down, daring not to pass.
Within five minutes, the elevator clanged, followed by messy footsteps. The ambulance arrived just behind. Several doctors rushed in, pushing the hospital bed. The taxi driver had fallen into a coma, and his bloody palms reached the edge of the bed.
Lu Qiang wiped his face, clenched his fists, eyes full of red and saw a group of people pouring into the operating room.
After another ten minutes, I didn't wait for the elevator door to open. I first heard the woman crying. The girl in her twenties helped the middle-aged woman and stumbled along.The woman was half-headed with white hair, sobbing, and the girl was still wearing slippers and pajamas with tears all over her face.
The two rushed to the door, crying tears.
Lu Qiang's elbows rested on his knees, and his palms caught his short hair.
He licked the blood from the past and was careless. He was a little careless. He said that his life would be gone.In the first month of imprisonment, there was news of my father’s death. At that time, he was sad and sad, regretful, confused, and never fearful.
But half an hour ago, when the taxi smashed in front of his eyes, Lu Yin was covered in blood in the car, her breath was weak, and she closed her eyes and wondered whether she could wake up. On the way, he desperately coaxed her to speak, He coaxed her not to sleep, his heart was pulled together, his fingertips shivered, and he knew what fear was.
Buzzing and crying in the ear, echoing in the hallway, Lu Qiang was confused.
He grabbed the wreckage of the phone on the ground and threw it at the opposite wall: "Don't fucking howl, the people inside aren't dead yet."
His face was fierce and evil, and the horror seemed to eat people. The two shivered and his voice turned a little lower.
Genzi immediately stepped forward and explained that he should not affect the doctor's operation.
The woman was at a loss and nodded quickly, tears on her face, and a low whimper in her throat.
Genzi put them on the bench.Four people, facing the operating room, became a torment every second.
Before long, the door of the operating room opened again, or the female nurse just now, holding two documents in her hand, "Who is Lu Yin's family? And Zhao Ximin's family?"
The woman said, "I am, I am!"
Lu Qiang heartbeat, jumped up a few steps to her: "Operation finished?"
"What do you want!" The nurse frowned, and when he saw him dirty, he tilted his head: "This is a notice of critical illness. You must sign it quickly."
The time seemed to stand still for two seconds.
Lu Qiangmeng clamped her arm: "What?"
The female nurse whispered and her shoulders were pinched back. "Why are you doing it? Let go."
Lu Qiang tightened his mouth: "What the hell do you say?"
The nurse was terrified by him, put away the previous arrogance, and answered seriously: "The patient experienced shock during the operation, the substantial organs ruptured to varying degrees, and the facet joints of the cervical spine were slightly misaligned. Due to the impact, the head was moderately cranial Brain injury, we need to perform debridement surgery immediately," she paused. "Family signature is required in form...the operation is dangerous."
Lu Qiang's heart burst, his lips pale, and he asked hardly, "Can I save it?"
The nurse showed some sympathy, and even the brutal appearance could see the fear inside him.She also said inconveniently, "Hurry up and sign, we will prepare for surgery immediately."
She stuffed the document in Lu Qiang's hands and turned to find Zhao Ximin's family, there was a cry there.
Lu Qiang couldn’t hold his pen, lowered his head, and swept a few deadly words, which tended to worsen, become critically ill, endanger life at any time, ruptured organs, spine dislocation, and brain injury.
Fear swallowed him up, his eyes blurred, his head raised high, and his throat rolled hard.
Rooted in anxiety, he said softly, "Brother, sign it now."
The nurse came over: "Is it signed?... Why didn't you sign it?"
Lu Qiang pinched the paper in his hand.
The nurse said: "Don't delay things, time is precious."
Genzi jumped straight and wanted to grab the file from him: "I sign!"
Lu Qiang turned sideways to block him, his fingers trembled, and he wrote two large characters formally and distortedly under the document.
The female nurse took the file from his hand and was gripped by her wrist again when she turned around. This time the force was gentle.
She looked back, and the man stared at her, almost begging: "Save her," he swallowed. "Please."
The nurse moved: "We will do our best."
She subconsciously glanced at his name and looked slightly: "Your name is Lu Qiang?"
Lu Qiang looked at her.
The nurse sighed: "The patient inside called this name when she was awake."
The operating room lights are on again.
In the ethereal night, at the end of the hallway, a painful hissing sounded, followed by a whimpering of almost distorted suppression.
...... ......
This night was doomed to sleeplessness, spent in torment and waiting.
The operation took seven hours. The doctor came out first and took off his mask with a tired look.
Genzi looked at Lu Qiang and hurried over, "Doctor, can you tell me something?"
The doctor said: "The blood clots in the patient's brain have been basically cleared, and they are now transferred to the ICU. The first three days are a dangerous period. If they can successfully pass through, they can be transferred to the general ward."
Genzi said, "Thank you for your hard work."
The other party smiled: "Let the family put on sterile clothes for a while and stay with the patient for a few minutes."
Lu Yin was transferred to the ICU. In a hurry, he did not go through separate guardianship. He went to pay for the procedures below.Lu Qiang was asked to wash his hands, put on sterile clothes and shoe covers, and follow in with the nursing staff.
There are more than a dozen patients in the intensive care unit, which are not partitioned, and all kinds of instruments are inserted on the body, which accurately reflects the vital signs of the patients through the display screen.
This place is full of dying breath, Lu Qiang is breathless, and every step is extremely difficult.
Lu Yin is still in a coma.She wrapped gauze on her head, fixed her neck and shoulders with a brace, and covered her with white sheets.The only small face exposed was slightly swollen, and the thin mist in the ventilator reminded him that Lu Yin was still by his side.
Without a stool, Lu Qiang stood stunned by the bed. He didn’t dare to approach or touch her, fearing that a slight movement would affect the operation of the instrument.
For a long time in the impression, he moved forward stiffly and slightly lifted the sheet on her side. Lu Yin's index finger sandwiched the finger pulse meter with the tiger's mouth facing up and loosely bent.Lu Qiang clenched his fists on his side, slowly loosened, and inserted his index finger into her tiger's mouth.
Her hands are cold.
The instrument in his ear suddenly squeaked sharply. He panicked and quickly withdrew his hand.Behind a messy footsteps, the patient in the next bed suddenly had shortness of breath, the data on the display jumped irregularly, and several doctors gathered around to rescue.
Someone came to invite Lu Qiang to go out.
Lu Qiang stared in that direction and never moved.
It didn't take long for a piercing and undulating sound to ring through the room. The doctor shook his head regretfully, and finally covered the other party with a white list.
A fresh life, from life to death, is only a few seconds, nothing comes, two sleeves breeze, flowers bloom, but it's nothing.
At that moment, Lu Qiangzhuo smiled suddenly and calmed down beyond ordinary.
The nurse urged again.
He leaned down halfway, gently resting his hands on the bed, touching her forehead with his lips, and whispered something in his ear.
He hoped that she could hear what he said.
***
Lu Qiang came out of the ICU, and Genzi had gone through the formalities.
"Is there smoke?"
Rooted out and handed it over.
"I went downstairs to breathe."
His attitude changed too much, and he was nervous. "I will go too."
Lu Qiang looked back at him, and he didn't stop him.
More than three o'clock in the morning, the temperature was comfortable and cool, and there was no one above the hospital lawn.
Lu Qiang sat down, facing the inpatient building, most of the windows were dark, and only a few of them were faintly lit.
Lu Qiang did not know where Lu Yin was, he stared at the front for a long time, shook a cigarette out of the cigarette case, lit it and threw it to the root.
The two sat silently on the grass, smoking slowly.
Lu Qiang ordered the second one: "How is the taxi driver?"
Genzi said: "The injury may be more serious than that of the sister-in-law, who came out behind her," he glanced at him. "I heard that my left leg was amputated."
Lu Qiang's hands tightened, he took a breath, and the mist melted into the night. After a moment of silence, he pulled out a card from his wallet: "You leave the cost of the surgery, and the rest is sent to someone."
Genzi paused before taking over: "Give it all?"
"Give it all."
Lu Qiang did not draw the third root again, took two fingers to crush it and looked around, and then rushed back to his pocket.
He lay back on the grass, and after a high degree of nervousness, he collapsed, and the grass roots on the ground were skinned, and he was unconscious.
The roots also lie down.
Lu Qiang looked at him sideways and patted his thin chest: "Does it still hurt?" He asked before punching him.
Genzi touched his face, his mouth was right: "It doesn't hurt."
Lu Qiang didn't speak, he said anxiously: "Brother, I was anxious at that time, and also punched you, don't remember to hate."
Lu Qiang put his hands on the back of his head, and his heart was hot: "Small strength, how about itchy?"
Genzi laughed and adjusted his posture slightly.
The two looked at the sky and had the illusion of rebirth.
Genzi pondered for a long time, or asked, "Brother Qiang, how are you going to deal with Chen Sheng?"
Lu Qiang bit his lower lip fiercely, with a ruthless look: "Fuck him."
Last year, Chen Sheng attacked him at the entrance of the alley. Lu Qiang was wounded.Working for many years, Chen Sheng understands his nature and knows how to anger him.A few days ago, he saw the two men reluctantly in the car, and found out that they were married. Chen Sheng knew that this woman meant a lot to Lu Qiang. It would be more interesting to move her than to move him.
Lack of consideration, but I heard Lu Qiang's out-of-control voice on the phone, only to feel comfortable.Today is not what he used to be, in his current position, Lu Qiang is not taken into consideration at all.
Genzi asked, "What about old Qiu?"
Lu Qiang paused and touched his pocket subconsciously: "What about my phone?" After asking, he stopped and touched the root: "Mobile phone."
He handed him the phone and presented Lu Qiang's calling card.
Lu Qiang sprayed a short airflow from his nose, patted his head, and took the card.
After playing for a while in the hand, Genzi said: "Old Qiu is too snobbish, you know him best, he is vicious and merciless, I am afraid to touch him, he will start with you and sister-in-law."
Lu Qiang looked at the sky.
Genzi muttered to himself, hey, he said: "Leaving in a big deal, it is not a place where Zhangzhou can stay, and I will go with you when the time comes."
Lu Qiang sat up, picked up the cigarette case from the grass, and started smoking again.
Genzi tilted Erlang's legs and blindly came up with the idea: "Immigration will do, anyway, you have money in your account."
Lu Qiang put his palm to his lips: "Immigration?"
"Yeah, you and your sister-in-law are here for no reason and no reason. When the time comes, you will pick up the old lady, go out, and don't worry about food and clothing."
A large piece of soot condensed, fingers hanging over his lips, Lu Qiang did not smoke at all, and finally smashed it directly.
He sat quietly on the grass and did not speak for a long time.
In the past hour, the horizon will be white.
At four o'clock in the morning, Lu Qiang changed his calling card, called up the number, and dialed it.
The other party quickly picked up.
Lu Qiang said: "I have a condition."
Happy over there: "Say."
Keep me and Lu Yin safe.
50th
Lu Qiang made the decision in an hour. At eight o'clock, he explained everything to Genzi and asked him to run this big trip.
Before Genzi left, he left the phone to him so he could contact people later.
Lu Qiang didn't close his eyes overnight, wiped his face casually in the bathroom, and put on sterile clothes to see Lu Yin once. She didn't have any improvement, her eyes were closed and her breathing was weak, only the regular sound of the instrument reminded her The vital signs are normal.
The ICU is still dull. Lu Qiang grabbed her hand this time, and there seemed to be a hint of temperature.
He dropped his heart back halfway, bowed down and floated above, carefully avoiding the tube inserted in her.The surroundings are quiet, the light above the head is light and cold, they are no different from an ordinary couple, Lu Qiang takes a finger to rub her face, a gauze mark on the gauze, with a faded red, the forehead is not as smooth and clean as before. Holding a potion.
Lu Qiang looked at her quietly, his eyes reluctant to leave, every second was like the last second, and it seemed precious.
The visit time was only five minutes, and the nurse came to urge.
Lu Qiang watched again for a few seconds, gently kissed her cheek, whispered in a low voice: "Don't be afraid, I'm guarding you outside."
Lu Qiang came out and walked to the window. The sun was rising outside, and the light was melted into a small spot by the shaking leaves.
He propped up the window sill and squinted down to the lawn downstairs, with a feeling of being indifferent.Yesterday it was like having a nightmare. Some clips jumped into my mind inadvertently. The truck rammed and the taxi rolled continuously. Her screams, her short and difficult breathing under the car, and his eyes turned red.
Lu Qiang took a breath and lowered his head, feeling a palpitation.
He straightened up, went to the smoking room to smoke a cigarette, and sat out on the end bench.With his legs spread apart, the back of his head was resting on the wall behind him, his mind was empty, and the sleepiness swept away.
He didn't stand for a while, ignoring the image, he lay down on the bench directly, holding his arms and headrest armrests.He was confused, wondering if he was asleep, and there was empty noise in his ears, occasionally accompanied by messy footsteps.
It was only ten minutes of real sleep. I only felt that someone called him in my ear, and Lu Qiang was nervous, and he flipped up from the bench and walked to the intensive care unit.
Dalong grabbed him: "Brother, where are you going?"
Lu Qiang's heart was beating fast, and the disordered rhythm quickly broke his throat.To be seen clearly, it was Dalong and Kundong. He collapsed on the back of the chair and rubbed his face: "How did you come?"
Dalong said: "Genzi is leaving to call me, otherwise we don't know yet."
Kundong stood by the window: "Brother Qiang, how's sister-in-law?"
Lu Qiang said: "In the intensive care unit, I have not been sober."
"Is the surname Chen really the animal?"
Lu Qiang put his elbow on his knee: "Well."
Throwing the key of Dalong's handcart to the side, he was indignant and said: "The tortoise and grandson used to fight against us, a belly full of flowers, and every day he died, so his mother was afraid that he would live too long." He bent down. Look at Lu Qiang: "Brother Qiang, how do you want to deal with him, squeak, brothers will work with you."
Lu Qiang looked back at him and smiled, "Why should you go without your business?"
Kun Dong sat on the other side of Lu Qiang and said excitedly: "We have to go. You used to cover us. Now the sister-in-law is in trouble. Opening your eyes and seeing the excitement is ungrateful."
"Yes," Dalong immediately patted his palm in response.
Lu Qiang was not in a mood to talk about it now. He patted on the shoulders of the two of them and pressed heavily: "It is enough to have this kind of heart."
After sitting for a few more minutes, the three went to the smoking room to smoke. Kun Dong asked him if he had eaten.
Lu Qiang only remembered that from yesterday afternoon to now, he hasn't entered.
Lu Qiang said: "I am not hungry."
Kun Dong pinched the cigarette: "That won't work. You two smoke first, I'll go downstairs to see what to eat."
It didn't take long for Kundong to buy a bunch of big pockets and put them back on the bench.Lu Qiang turned it over, with steamed buns fritters, soy milk and black rice porridge, and a few small pickles.He picked up a bun and bit his bite reluctantly. His throat was blocked and he couldn't swallow it at all.He threw the remaining half back into the bag and stood leaning against the window.
Da Long handed over a bottle of water and asked vomiting: "Tomorrow... what to do in his hometown?"
Lu Qiang's bottle cap was twisted open halfway and stopped for a few seconds. After reminding, he remembered that tomorrow is a happy day.He put the mineral water on the window sill and looked outside without talking for a long time.
It wasn't until night that Lu Qiang called Qian Yuanqing.He tells the truth and tells her what happened yesterday.
There was a long silence there, Qian Yuanqing sighed: "It's really a sin."
Lu Qiang looked at the distant night outside and felt down to the bottom.
Hearing his tone, Qian Yuanqing didn't have the heart to blame, just asked: "Was that girl hurt badly?"
Lu Qiang thought for a while and avoided the heavy ones: "I just finished the operation yesterday."
"Can you take care of yourself?"
Lu Qiang said: "I will."
"Then I will inform them to postpone tomorrow, and when things are done, I will visit her."
Lu Qiang said: "Don't come, you can't find it."
From her hometown to Zhangzhou, she has more than 1,000 kilometers to make long-distance buses and planes. Qian Yuanqing has lived in the village all her life and has limited trips to Wuqing County. She is illiterate, does not have a mobile phone, and is not used to using a wallet. Attached to the waistband.Lu Qiang is not at ease.
There was no talk over there, Lu Qiang said: "If you look at it for a few days, I will ask someone to pick you up."
Qian Yuanqing didn't take the trouble, he confessed a few words before hanging up the phone.
...... ......
During the three days in the intensive care unit, Lu Qiang stayed close and settled on a bench in the hallway for a night.The nurse stopped several times and said that he couldn’t sleep here, and told him to rest assured that there was a doctor on duty in the ICU and he would be notified as soon as there was a problem.
Lu Qiang did not leave, and paid for the nurse’s accommodation from the wallet.
The nurse couldn't help crying, laughing twice, no longer persuading him to follow him.
On the morning of the fourth day, Dalong and Kundong came over early.
Lu Yin was pushed out of the ICU and transferred to the superior ward upstairs, which had a TV sofa, a separate toilet, and a simple kitchenette.
The doctor moved her to the hospital bed with the same equipment, breathing oxygen, and she was still in a coma with no signs of waking up.
Lu Qiang stood against the wall, watching the busy crowd in front of him, afraid and dazed.
The doctor adjusted the display screen, wrote a few pens in his handbook, and explained to the nurse to change the medicine and infusion, and hurried away.
Lu Qiang stopped: "Doctor, how is she now?"
The doctor said: "The patient was sent in time, and we operated on her as soon as possible. Her brain congestion was basically cleared. From the monitoring response, she recovered well."
Upon hearing this, Lu Qiang stretched his entire face outward, hooking the corners of his lips, and then asked, "When will she wake up? She has been in a coma for three days."
"One to two weeks is within the normal range," he said, and put the ugliness ahead: "However, some uncontrollable factors have not been ruled out, and there has been a deterioration in the late stage of the disease, and the survival of brain stem cells has declined. , Directly leading to brain death."
Lu Qiang froze at once, straightening his lips.The doctor saw his expression and was busy: "Don't worry, this chance is very small, and the patient's vitality is very tenacious," after finishing his eyes, he swept down and said to Lu Qiang: "You don't need to be here all the time, let friends help Take care of it, go back and rest properly, take a bath and relax."
Lu Qiang was up and down, "I'm not tired."
The doctor pressed his fist against his lips and coughed lightly: "Actually, during the recovery period, the patient's immunity is weak and needs a good environment..."
Lu Qiang had a meal and understood.
He was still wearing a gray undershirt a few days ago, the neckline was infiltrated with salt, the blood stains on his front were dry and darkened, the sweat on his body was dry and up, up and dry, unshaven, and his tone was heavy.
He didn't dare to leave, and hadn't taken a bath in three days.
Lu Qiang touched his forehead with his finger: "Thank you doctor."
"You're welcome."
After all, he was not at ease and gave the key to Kun Dong and asked him to go back and collect some clothes and toiletries and take a shower in the bathroom of the ward.
They had lunch for Dalong, and they left at more than three in the afternoon. The ward was quiet, and only two of them were left.
Lu Qiang moved a stool to sit by the bed.Lu Yin's face was pale and her lips were fine lines. He dipped a cotton swab in water and wiped her lips gently.The weather was hot, the air conditioner in the ward did not dare to be adjusted too low, and her cheeks and arms were sweating.
Lu Qiang asked the nurse to call warm water from the bathroom, then turn the air conditioner a few degrees higher, and wipe her hands and face with a damp towel.Bo was lifted a corner, untied the large sick dress, her clothes were removed before surgery, Lu Qiang saw clearly.
A dozen centimeters from the chest to the upper abdomen, covered with medical tape, a whole piece of chest is the residual iodine liquid from the operation, and the turbid yellow covers the original whiteness.
A clean body will have an ugly scar in the future. Behind it is the pain and torture she suffered today.
Lu Qiang clenched his fists, his temple jumped suddenly, and he unknowingly showed his eyes.
***
In the next few days, Lu Qiang had been sleeping on the sofa next to him, facing day and night, Lu Yin was still the same.
Several days left before the time given by the doctor, Lu Qiang repeatedly asked, but there is currently no way but to wait.
He often stared at her on the stool, eager to catch her eyelids twitching, or suddenly opened his eyes and smiled at him.After a long time of torment, every minute of expectation ended in disappointment.
Lu Qiang glanced at the time. At eleven at night, he got up to help Lu Yin cover the quilt, leaving only a wall lamp.
He lay on the sofa, closed his eyes, confused in his brain, and for a long time he fell asleep.
He couldn't sleep soundly at all, and faintly heard a slight noise in the bed, the regular instrument sound in his ear suddenly cluttered the beat, and made a harsh noise.
Lu Qiang jumped up, stunned for two seconds, and jumped to the bed in a few steps.
Lu Yin's condition is not good, the white mist in the oxygen mask is short and thick, she opens her mouth wide, her chest undulates rapidly, and wants to inhale more oxygen.
Tighten the sheets with both hands, kicking your legs on the bed, frowning, frowning...
Lu Qiang was terrified: "Yinyin...Yinyin, where are you uncomfortable?" He went to fix her hand, daring not to force it, and circled her loosely.
He photographed the pager at the head of the bed and shouted outside: "Doctor, doctor!"
No matter what it was called, no one came in.
The time passed by one minute and one second, and gradually, Lu Yin's movements slowed down and returned to the state before the coma. The white mist in the ventilator gradually faded until it disappeared.
The nearby instrument emits a constant beeping sound.
Lu Qiang realized what, and the overwhelming pain hit him: "Ah-"
...... ......
"what--"
Lu Qiang bounced off the sofa, sweating coldly, sweat dripping down his neck to the neckline, his chest undulating, his body shaking uncontrollably, and he looked down on the bed unconsciously.
The ward was quiet and comfortable, and the instruments next to it were functioning normally, as usual, without any exception.He stared at her chest, trying to make sure that the faint one fell asleep, calm down for a moment, Lu Qiang lifted his clothes and wiped the sweat from his forehead, and got up to sit on the stool.
Sitting for a long time, Lu Qiang looked at her intently, his eyes staring red, he raised his head and blinked, his throat rolled, and it took a long time to return his sight.Pulling the stool forward, holding her hand, rubbing it in the palm, then put it on the lips to kiss.
He smiled and asked her: "How long do you still want to sleep? Hmm? Baby."
The voice was empty and echoed in the cold room. Lu Qiang buried his head and gently covered her eyes with her palm.
There was no sound in the room.
Lu Qiang lay all night by the bed. At six or seven in the morning, the hallway gradually became noisy.
He closed his eyes and pressed his forehead against the back of his hand, something scratched on his temple.
Someone said something softly to his ear.