the knife of love

Chapter 290 At night, who feels sorry for whom?
Xiao Ru followed Guan Lue into the elevator, with the cigarette still in his mouth.

Xiao Ru noticed that when the man was smoking a cigarette, the corners of his eyes would always be slightly narrowed, and the cool light inside would gather closer together. He was still wearing the half-worn leather jacket, and the inside was a black knitted sweater. The fabric was soft, so it could be ironed. Fitting closely to his muscle texture, the line from chest to abdominal muscles is quite obvious.

It seems to touch it, Xiaoru thinks it must feel very good.

"Why are you following me?" Guan Lue suddenly lowered his head and gave Xiaoru a stabbing look.

Xiao Ru was not angry either, and smiled: "Do you want to smoke?"

"..."

"I'll find a good place for you!" Xiaoru said and pushed the elevator by herself. On the top floor, she took Guan Lue to enter through the emergency exit, and went upstairs to the wide roof covered with black waterproof flooring.

"That's it, smoke it, no one will care about you!"

Guan Lue took a look and saw that there was nothing on the roof except for some water pipes. The wind was strong, but the view was good. It really was a good place to smoke and get bored.

"You don't need to go to work?"

"It's the noon break now, nurses are human too." Xiaoru folded her arms and walked to Guan Lue. She was not tall, only 1.6 meters tall, and she looked very petite in flat shoes.

Guan Lue didn't like to talk to her too much, but Xiao Ru liked him for that, he was so cool.

"Hey, you really don't remember me?" Xiao Ru asked again.

Guan Lue had already pulled out his lighter and was lighting a cigarette.

"Hmm." He was perfunctory with a cigarette in his mouth.

Xiao Ru turned her head to look at him, damn this man looks so handsome when he lights a cigarette.

"I really don't remember?"

Guan Lue had already lit the cigarette, took a puff, puffed out the smoke, turned around and looked down at Xiao Ru: "What do you want, little girl?"

"What little girl? I'm already 24."

"..."

Well, Guan Lue didn't speak again.

Anyway, Xiao Ru was used to his chilly appearance, so she didn't mind at all: "Hey, I remember you, and I also remember your hard-to-serve Miss Shen."

"..."

"Also, what's your name? I heard they all call you Ninth Brother. Is this your name in the Tao, or are you the Ninth Ninth at home?"

There are quite a lot of questions, Guan Lue didn't say a word, just smoked by himself.

He was worried about what Su Jue had just said to him.

Xiaoru saw that his face was gloomy, so she didn't ask any more questions. She stood aside and looked at his side face greedily. Emma was 180 degrees with zero dead ends. Shangguanlue has been in the hospital recently, unkempt, with a shaggy beard, depressed and cold, the appearance of standing in the wind with a cigarette in his mouth makes Xiaoru obsessed.

"Hello..." Xiao Ru couldn't help but said again, "I heard that your Miss Shen woke up this morning?"

"..."

"Congratulations, but it seems that the situation is not completely stable yet."

"..."

"But you said that she has been tossed by you until she has only half her life left. Will she still want to be with you when she turns around?" Xiao Ru casually argues, whatever she wants to do, she wants to get close to Guan Lue now, even if It's okay if he doesn't like to talk to him, but after saying this, the man next to him turned around suddenly, and a cold light swept over him.

"What did you say?"

"...I..." Xiaoru was stunned by his eyes for no reason, "Where did I say something wrong? You have made her like that, who would want to be with you if a normal girl?" She blinked fearlessly Eye.

The face of the man in front of him turned blue, and the cigarette in his hand was almost crushed by him, but he heard the little girl in front of him timidly say: "How about...how about we try?"

Guan Lue: "..."

Isn't this pure nonsense!

He froze with coldness in his eyes, and then returned to calm.

"ill!"

"..."

When Xiaoru realized it, Guan Lue had already pushed open the small door on the top floor and went down.

"Hey..." She chased after her, but Guan Lue went down the stairs very fast with long legs, and when she chased to the stairs, there was no one there.

"What the hell is sickness? You are the only one who is sick, and you still don't admit it!" Xiaoru also cursed in the corridor, but recalling Guan Lue holding a cigarette in the air vent of the station was very enjoyable.

What's it like to be with such a man once?

Oh my god~~ Xiaoru's face started to burn when she thought about it, and she ran downstairs with a "Zi Liu".

……

Aunt Liu will be on vacation for a few days during the Chinese New Year, and Shen Chunguang just woke up, and needs to be taken care of by people. Many servants from the house have also returned to their hometowns, so they can't be transferred at the moment, so they can only temporarily find a nurse at the hospital. Substitute for a few days.

The nurse is also a 50-year-old aunt, a native of Yunling, who has been working as a nurse in this hospital for more than ten years, and has relatively rich experience in caring for such bedridden patients.

When Guan Yue entered the ward, the nurse had just arrived.

"gentlemen…"

Guan glanced slightly at the bed, the curtain was drawn, but there was no movement.

"Sleep?"

"Well, the needle was pulled out, and I just fell asleep."

"Then you go out." Guan slightly didn't like strangers staying in the house, and the nurse was happy to be at leisure, so he turned around and took his coat and went out.

Guan slightly opened the curtain a little softly, and the person on the bed was already asleep, but he finally changed his sleeping position, and now he was lying on his side, just facing his face to Guan Lue, and she was careful about his injured right hand. placed on the quilt.

The gauze wrapped in the hand is a little hairy, and the yellow medicine and iodine seep out of the gauze.

Guan Lue took another breath, and wanted to pull out the chair and sit down, but Shen Chunguang frowned when she moved on the bed. She was awake now, and she couldn't sleep well, so she could easily be awakened by a little movement.

Guan slightly moved half of his body and froze there. He dared not move again until Shen Chunguang relaxed his brows a little, but he didn't dare to move the stool anymore, so he simply sat down on the edge of the bed gently.

It took another half an hour to sit like this, the blue curtains were blown up by the breeze outside the window, and the afternoon sun was good, but it was winter after all, and the light was a bit lazy.

Shen Chunguang slept for a long time.

Before dinner, Guan Lue went to see her attending doctor again. After waking up in the morning, she did several routine examinations again. The report has come out. Except for the congestion on the head that has not completely dissipated, the rest is normal.

As for the right hand, it won't heal for a while, and needs a repair operation to grow it slowly.

After asking some routine questions, Guan Lue consulted some points for attention about recuperation, and the doctor answered them patiently. After answering, Guan Lue still sat there with his head lowered, curled up and squeezed his knuckles tightly.

The doctor knew that this man's identity was not simple, and he had a relationship with Su Jue, so he was very cautious about Shen Chunguang.

"Mr. Guan, is there anything else I need to ask? I'm not busy today, so if you have anything you don't understand, you can consult with me."

Guan slightly lowered his head, his fingers had all been pulled into fists.

The doctor thought he had a strange expression, as if he was struggling with something very painful.

"Mr. Guan...?"

"Mr. Guan, you don't need to worry too much. Ms. Shen's current condition is fairly stable. Her right hand will suffer a bit, but the nails will grow back in a few months. As long as the blood in her brain clears away, there will be no problem." Sequelae." The doctor thought that his entanglement came from Shen Chunguang's injury.

Guan didn't say a word, his teeth were grinding: "Thank you, for your trouble." He left.

Back in the ward, Shen Chunguang still hadn't woken up yet, but saw Yala staring at the person on the bed half-bent with her butt pouted, as if she wanted to find something out of her face.

"What are you looking at?" Guan Wei's chilly voice suddenly came from behind.

Yala stood up straight in fright.

"No...it's nothing." He hesitated for a long time, feeling unwilling in his heart, but decided to muster up the courage to ask, "Ninth Brother, is she... Sister Tang?"

Guan slightly frowned instantly.

Yaba immediately froze and didn't dare to speak any more.

In fact, in the past three years, Yaba has the most right to speak, because he is the one who follows Guan Lue all the time, and has the opportunity to see his every move clearly.

Although Yala is simple and honest on the surface, he is not stupid. Although he doesn't say anything about some matters, Yala understands very well in his heart.

Just like the death of Tang Jingcheng three years ago, Guan Lue didn't show any sadness from the beginning to the end, really, there wasn't a trace of sadness, but the depression in the first few months drove Yala to death, forcing her to die. He didn't dare to go to Guan's house, didn't dare to see Guan Lue, and didn't even dare to mention the slightest thing about "Tang Jingcheng" in front of this man.

Ning Bo also knew this, so he deliberately ordered no one in the house to mention "Tang Jingcheng".

Now the gloom is back.

From various signs, Yaba was able to confirm that the "Shen Chunguang" lying on the bed was "Tang Jingcheng" three years ago, but he didn't know what happened in the middle, and he didn't know why Tang Jingcheng wanted to hide it. The identity returned to Guan Lue's side.

But one thing he could feel was that Guan Lue already knew who this girl was, but he didn't seem to intend to expose it.

Since he didn't want to expose it, Yala didn't dare to ask further.

"That... Ninth Brother, I'm just curious. The driver is already on his way here and has brought some food. Do you want to stay here tonight or go back to rest?"

Guan Lue's face looked better, and he pinched his eyebrows with his fingers: "Stay here, go back if you have nothing to do, and send a few other people to watch at the door."

He was really scared.

Just like what Zhao Changde said, only those who have no weakness can be invincible, but he is different now, he has exposed his only weakness, and he is afraid that something will happen to Shen Chunguang again.

Yala also understood, and took the order to go out.

In the evening, the nurse came in again and gave Shen Chunguang a bottle of nutrient solution, adding a bottle of Valium in it, hoping to sleep better at night.

Before leaving, the nurse also told the nurses to watch her at night.

"The injury on the patient's hand is very serious. She didn't feel it when she was in a coma before, but now she wakes up, especially at night. The pain is very strong. Please don't move her. The wound will be infected again." The nurse was numb. The nurse listened numbly to the explanation, anyway, Guan Lue was not in the ward at the time, and he expected the nurse to be more responsible.

When it was getting dark, Shen Chunguang finally woke up for a while, but his spirit was still very bad, and he hardly spoke much.

The nurse sucked a little of the vegetable juice from the house through a straw, but it was only a little. She had no appetite and couldn't eat much.

After feeding the vegetable juice, the nurse went out to fetch hot water to wipe her face, and only Guan Lue and Shen Chunguang were left in the ward.

Guan slightly walked over and sat on the edge of her bed, squeezed her hand, there was still an indwelling needle in the blood vessel of her left wrist, he didn't dare to use too much force, just hooked it gently, letting her weak fingers lie down In the palm of his hand.

"Do you feel better?" It was a very uncreative question, but Guan Lue really didn't know what to say. In other words, he had mixed feelings in his heart, and he was afraid to face Shen Chunguang who had woken up.

Shen Chunguang looked at the man in front of him with his eyelids open, and he still had the strength to smile: "Anyway, he didn't die..."

"Bullshit!"

"Are you worried about me?"

"..." Guan slightly gritted his teeth on this heartless thing, and said softly, "En."

"What do you mean?" Shen Chunguang hoarsely asked such unnutritious questions.

Guan slightly squeezed her fingers: "Don't ask these questions, it's inappropriate to say these things now."

Shen Chunguang smiled vainly, an arrogant man, but she really had no strength, and was squeezed by Guan slightly, and fell asleep again in a daze.

The nurse stayed with her at night, and offered to let Guan Lue go back first, but Guan Lue didn't leave, but stayed.

Because Shen Chunguang added diazepam to his bottle in the evening, he slept until the early morning, after which the effect of the medicine wore off. Guan Lue lay on the sofa and heard the creaking sound of the bed board.

The nurse was already snoring on the couch next to her, so Guan Yue got up and rubbed her eyebrows.

"Are you awake?" He went behind the curtain and turned on the small bed lamp next to him.

The yellow light illuminated the person on the bed clearly, Shen Chunguang curled up in the quilt, with his head turned to the other side, and his back turned to Guan Lue.

Guan Lue pulled out a chair and sat down: "Can't sleep?"

The person on the bed didn't move, and waited for a while before giving a soft "hmm".

"Then I'll chat with you?" Guan Lue felt sleepy and forced himself to hold on.

After a while, the person in the quilt seemed to be shaking, and Shen Chunguang replied in a low voice: "No, you go to sleep..."

"I am not sleepy."

"Then go to bed too!" The tone was already audible, Guan slightly smiled wryly, and he still made a fuss after being like this, so he leaned over and patted the high-tucked quilt: "What's the matter?"

It took one shot to realize something was wrong.

The person under the quilt was shaking violently.

"Shen Chunguang?" Guan Lue got up and walked around to the side of the bed, but the person on the bed struggled to turn his body to the other side, like playing hide-and-seek, Guan Lue followed her around to come back.

After going back and forth like this twice, the person on the bed became stable and lost his breath, and simply grabbed the quilt with his left hand and covered his head.

"What's the matter?" Guan Lue's voice was soft.

Who made her sick? If he had been rough before, who would have the patience to follow her around the bed, but now it's different, Guan slightly patiently walked in front of her again.

The quilt covered her head all the way, only revealing a bit of fluffy lion curl.

"Hey, aren't you afraid of being suffocated in it?" Guan Yue tugged at her quilt, but she didn't have much strength, so the quilt was pulled off at once, revealing half of Shen Chunguang's profile.

Under the light, his face was pale, strands of hair were wet with sweat and sticking to his face, biting his lip, blood came out...

Guan Lue's heart seemed to be pulled tightly by something.

(End of this chapter)