My iceberg smiled

Chapter 955 He saw the old man smiling at him

The door was not locked.

Anan twisted the doorknob and pushed the door smoothly to enter.

The room was tidied up very clean, and it looked like it was cleaned every day.

Medical equipment was placed next to the bed to detect the patient's vital signs.

On the bed, a vicissitudes old man was lying on it, motionless, sleeping peacefully.

Anan, who hadn't seen Dean Qi for a long time, blushed instantly, and shouted hoarsely: "Dean..."

Then he knelt by the bed, couldn't help but reach out, and held the only right hand that still existed.

Seeing this, Zhuo Qiu silently backed out from the door.

He knew that Anan must have a lot to say to Dean Qi at this time, and he must not want to see his vulnerable side.

So he left space for the two people in the room, while he guarded the door and waited.

Anan held Dean Qi's hand and said, "I thought I was going to die, but I survived and lived well. My younger brothers are fine, they are all fine."

"..."

"Dean, I know a lot of people, without their help, I would not have survived."

"..."

"But the person I am most grateful to is Zhuo Qiu. He is like my own brother and takes good care of me. These days I can't get out of bed because of the operation. He is the one who helps me."

"..."

"Dean, you have to wake up quickly. The people in our orphanage owe a lot to the Han family. When you wake up, we will thank them on behalf of Songshan Orphanage."

"..."

"I don't know how to thank you. Although Han's family doesn't lack anything, I think I should at least treat them to dinner, and I want to work hard for them in the future."

"..."

"Dean, if you agree with my approach, can you respond to me?"

"..."

"You really... have slept for too long."

Anan said a lot of words with red eyes, and at the end, he lowered his head in frustration, buried his head on the bed sheet, and remained silent.

The room suddenly became very quiet, only the beeping of the ECG monitor was heard.

One after another, there is a rhythmic ups and downs.

Hearing this ups and downs in my ears, I gradually became a little dazed and numb, and my legs became a little sore from kneeling at some point.

But he ignored it and continued to maintain this posture.

What came from the tip of the nose was the smell of sun-baked sheets and quilt covers.

It seems that the dean is well taken care of by Pudding and the others. These things must be changed and washed frequently. The dean will be very comfortable when he sleeps.

I don't know how long it took, but it was so long that Anan felt that he was about to fall asleep.

The tip of the ear suddenly became hot.

It seemed that something touched him.

It was a hand, raised slowly, and pressed it on the back of his head. The fingertips touched his ear, pressed down his hair, and stroked it gently.

At that moment, Anan's back froze completely, not daring to move.

He has been lying on the bedside since the beginning, and the only one who can stroke his head is...

Anan raised his head very slowly, and his hand was slowly raised.

Until Anan's eyes fixed on the face of the man on the bed, this moment really didn't stop.

The hot air in the eye sockets just gushed out dryly, and slid down half of the cheek.

He cried out, but for some reason, only one eye socket was weeping, and the other eye was still lingering with moisture, refusing to fall.

In the end, I couldn't hold on.

Anan blinked a little, and finally tears came out of both eyes together.

Because he saw the old man smiling at him.

(End of this chapter)