Lin Ting cried for a long time, and finally couldn't bear it anymore and fell asleep again. Du Liang hugged him and was reluctant to let go, but he couldn't ignore the hanging needle that was torn off from his left wrist.

The young nurse reluctantly pushed the door open and walked in, seemingly dissatisfied with this worry-free patient.

The situation in the ward was really bad, the bottle was pulled to the ground and there were broken glass everywhere, and the bedding on the bed was also torn into disgrace, but the patient was lying obediently, his face was pale, looking Just very weak.

The other client was not much better either. He had a handsome face, but it was completely lost in beauty by a few bruises, and the clothes on his body were also ravaged.

Not knowing what terrible things happened in the ward before she came, the little nurse hurriedly put the hanging water back on, told a few words to be careful, and then hurried out.

Du Liang also knew that he was not very attractive in this appearance, touched the injured places on his face, and frowned in pain.

The perpetrator slept soundly, probably because of the fight, he felt a lot more at ease, and his pale face at first gradually became rosy.

Du Liang looked at it for a while, and couldn't help but lowered his head and kissed him a few more times. If Lin Ting was not too weak, he really wanted to invade him so fiercely, pouring out all the desires he had endured for more than a year. Sprinkled in the depths of his body, watching him crazy for himself, swaying his body in his arms...

The too strong crazy desire almost made him tremble all over. Du Liang held back and clenched his fists. When he stood up, several red marks appeared on Lin Ting's white and tender neck.

When Lin Ting woke up, it was already afternoon, and the afterglow of the setting sun gently sprinkled on his face, as if he had put a nice layer of pink on his face.

Du Liang, of course, has been watching by the side, and when he saw him wake up, he quickly got up and walked to the bed.

"Baby." The voice sounded aggrieved, like a little pet abandoned by its owner.

Lin Ting ignored him, raised his hand and rubbed his eyes, then lifted the quilt and slowly curled up his legs.

"Remember?" Upon seeing his movements, Du Liang immediately leaned over to help him up, and seeing that he didn't intend to avoid him, he breathed a sigh of relief.

After sleeping all day, his body was really sore. Lin Ting moved his stiff neck, and slowly kneaded his legs that were about to go numb.

Seeing that he didn't intend to ask for help, Du Liang could only sigh helplessly, thinking that he must be hungry after not eating for so long, so he quickly opened the thermos cup next to him and filled a bowl of porridge.

The fragrance of sweet corn porridge filled the whole room at once, and there were sporadic red dates and lotus seeds on it, which looked very appetizing.

Lin Ting glanced lightly, and didn't say whether to eat or not. Du Liang sighed, scooped up a spoonful of cool food and brought it to his mouth. It was not the first time to feed Lin Ting. , I don't know how much thought it took to raise him to be white and fat.

Now Lin Ting finally made a movement, but instead of reacting to his porridge, he turned his head to avoid the spoon by his mouth, and suddenly stretched out his hands to Du Liang.

"Baby?"

Du Liang looked at him strangely, not knowing what he meant.

Lin Ting blinked, and continued to open his arms to him: "My legs are numb, carry me to the bathroom."

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