My iceberg smiled

Chapter 1288 I'm Holding It

In fact, at that time, several times, he wanted to give up, he didn't want to live anymore, and wanted to kill himself directly.

Once the knife is cut down, there will be no more pain like this.

However, every time he wanted to give up, he would think of those familiar faces again.

There are Zhuo Qiu, Dean Qi, children from the orphanage, and Little Pudding, etc...

They were all waiting for him to go back, so he couldn't give up.

Even at the last moment when he felt that he was about to die, he was still stubbornly resisting and fighting hard.

Later, a miracle really happened, Uncle Dumb saved him, which itself is a miracle.

The operation that no one can perform, Dumb Uncle succeeded.

And now he is living a normal life, which he never thought before. For a while, he felt that he might be controlled like this for the rest of his life.

……

Seeing Zhuo Qiu struggling on the bed in front of him, and all the doctors beside him helping to hold him down, Anan couldn't bear to watch.

Now Zhuo Qiu lost his freedom and was trapped here like an animal.

Several people worked together to hold him down, and then Fang Ci injected him with a strong sedative.

After another 5 minutes, the other party finally fell asleep again and regained his previous calm.

Fang Ci wiped the sweat from his forehead, and said involuntarily: "He woke up so fast, it really is the medicine that changed his physical condition, if this continues, even if he doesn't torture himself to death, he will be tossed to death. "

"Doctor Fang..."

"I know, I'm going to study that drug now, don't worry, Ah Qiu is also my friend, I will definitely find a way to save him."

"Thank you."

Anan can't help anything from the sidelines, all he can do now is stay by Zhuo Qiu's side and watch over him.If he gets sick again, stop him.

After the other party fell asleep completely, Anan dared to tear off the soft cloth tape tied to the head of the bed bit by bit.

There were red marks on his hands from the soft cloth tape, the red marks were glaring, and Anan looked very distressed.

Anan brought a basin of hot water, scalded it with a towel, wrung it dry, and applied it on Zhuo Qiu's wrist.

After finishing these, he wiped Zhuo Qiu's face again with a towel.

Because the other party vomited blood repeatedly, his lips and face looked a little pale.

Looking at the sleeping face of the other party, Anan's thoughts drifted far, far away.

Thinking of the first time we met in the orphanage, thinking of the other party teasing me, and thinking of meeting again in Haicheng many years later...

Everything seems to be a coincidence, but also like the arrangement of God, maybe fate is like this.

Without deliberately getting along, unconsciously, the two of them have become talking about everything, and their relationship has become closer.

In the middle of the night, Zhuo Qiu suddenly started sweating and trembling all over. Anan didn't know what was going on, so he quickly called Fang Ci over.

After checking Fang Ci, there was no other solution. He just said, "It's also a side effect of that drug. He will feel cold all over. I'll go get another quilt."

After covering Zhuo Qiu's body with the quilt, the trembling condition of the other party was slightly better.

But Anan could still see the coldness of the other party's body. After Fang Ci left the room, he hesitated for a moment, lay down slowly, and leaned against the other party's side.

Anan surrounded the other party with his hands through the quilt.

Coaxing like a child: "Don't be afraid, it's not cold, I'll hold it."

(End of this chapter)