My little puppy is sick

Chapter 45 My Dear Blue Friend 25
Qi Yan's hand fell on the buttons on Song Heng's hospital gown, and helped him unbutton the sick clothes.

But Song Heng grabbed her hand.

Song Henghong stared at his pitiful little appearance, he felt extremely ashamed, and said hoarsely: "Yanyan, I will do it myself."

"You are a patient and should take a good rest. I will take care of such trivial matters."

Qi Yan wanted to continue her movements, but Song Heng's hand grabbed her tightly.

There was a crying voice in his voice, as anxious as a flower bone that was about to be rubbed and broken.

"I don't want you to come, I can do it myself, don't do this..."

Seeing that Song Heng was about to cry, Qi Yan stopped teasing him.

She went to get a basin of hot water, filled a clean basin with several new towels, and placed them on the table beside the bed.

"Otherwise, I'll wipe your back for you, but you can't reach it."

Song Heng nodded obediently.

Qi Yan wet the towel with hot water and wrung it dry.

"Wipe your face first."

She carefully wiped the part where Song Heng was not bound by the bandage, her movements were very light, for fear of hurting him.There was a lot of dirt on his face, all from the fire scene, and it turned black with a towel.

Qi Yan's heart ached, her nose was sore.

She fought back tears.

"Turn around and I'll wipe your back for you."

There was no wound on Song Heng's back, but after wiping it clean, he could see large and small scars, most of which were burns.

After wiping, Qi Yan changed a towel and handed it to Song Heng.

"You wipe it yourself, I'll go out and stay first."

"No need," Song Heng said, his voice shy: "You don't need to look at me, you don't need to go out."

Qi Yan sat on a chair and started a single-player game. When she heard the rustling sound behind her, her face turned red.

Boys are not as careful as girls when they wipe their bodies, and it will be over soon.

After Song Heng put on his clothes, Qi Yan came over.

"There are no new underwear. Don't wear them yet. I'll buy them for you tomorrow." She packed up her things, and kissed him on the face.

Song Heng's face was a little red, and he said coyly, "I'm going to the toilet!"

"You want me to help you?"

". Make room for me and let me go down."

When Song Heng came out, Qi Yan packed her things and went to the toilet.

When Qi Yan came out, Song Heng was lying on the bed, watching Qi Yan come out helplessly.

Slap, the lights are off.

Song Heng felt that the bed board on the right moved, and it was Qi Yan who was sitting on it.

Qi Yan gestured, and found that she was lying sideways on the bed to the left of Song Heng, and there was still a lot of space to the left of Song Heng. She went to bed carefully and did not touch Song Heng.

Song Heng opened his eyes and saw the girl on the bed, his voice was a little hoarse: "Why did you come up?"

"I'm sleeping beside the bed, don't you feel sorry for me?"

Song Heng moved to the next door, but was stopped by Qi Yan.

He muffled: "It hurts."

"Is it the wound that hurts or does it hurt me?"

".I feel sorry for you."

Qi Yan smiled and slept on her side, her hand touched Song Heng's hand, and she played with his fingers.

But Song Heng grasped it, and that warm palm suddenly surrounded her little hand.

Silent night.

From time to time, children's cries and adults' persuasive voices could be heard outside the ward.

Neither Song Heng nor Qi Yan fell asleep.

"Song Heng."

"Ok?"

"Is it painful?"

Song Heng originally wanted to say it didn't hurt, but he paused and said truthfully: "Yes."

Qi Yan kissed him on the side of the face, and said softly, "I am also very heartbroken, so every time you go out on a mission, you must remember that there are many people in this world who are thinking about you, and you must take good care of them." yourself, can you?"

"Not many people," Song Heng said in a low voice, "I just need you to think about me."

(End of this chapter)