Love you, never separate

"My master said that this was a post-traumatic stress reaction. He said that he could not hide it from me. He took me to see my brother's body. When I saw his pale face under the white cloth, I really..." Doctor Wang choked and could not speak.

He held He Qing's hand tightly and continued: "after that, I would dream every night, little by little, that my younger brother died slowly in front of me. I really don't want to experience the feeling of powerlessness for the second time..."

He had been awakened by nightmares for countless times. In his dream, he saw his younger brother die in front of him. After a while, he suddenly opened his eyes and looked at him and asked: why don't you save me?

From the beginning of the collapse, slowly to the numbness behind, sometimes he even dare not sleep, he is afraid to face the dream of his brother's face.

His subconscious still felt that his brother died because of him, because of his incompetence, because he could do nothing.

He also went to a psychologist for psychological counseling, and gradually he didn't have much nightmares.

But some time ago, he found that the dream came back, but the face of the man on the bed became He Qing.

In the dream, he Qing's pale face slowly coincides with his eyes. Doctor Wang's heart is in a panic. He just feels as if something is slowly moving through his fingers, but he can't grasp it.

Dr. Wang put his forehead on He Qing's hand, and his words were full of begging, "he Qing, treat, please..."

He Qing is the first time to see Dr. Wang's gaffe. In his impression, Dr. Wang has always been gentle and polite, but now he is talking to him in such a broken way.

Dr. Wang is asking him for treatment

He Qing's heart is trembling. How can he win Doctor Wang's heart

Why did Dr. Wang come to him for treatment when it was clearly his disease?

Dr. Wang, I can't care

After all, he and Dr. Wang just met by chance. He didn't even name Dr. Wang

He Qing looks at Dr. Wang's eyes, and his eyes are slightly red. How serious those eyes look at him. He Qing's words that he wanted to refuse choked in his throat, and he couldn't bear to say it.

For a long time, he Qingcai nodded slowly. He knew that his condition was very bad. It should be that he could not be cured.

Come on, that's it. At least Dr. Wang will feel better.

Seeing he Qing nodding, Doctor Wang's pupil, which was about to darken, suddenly lit up. He was at a loss and didn't even know where to put his hand.

"Really? You promised! I'm... I'm... great. " Doctor Wang is incoherent.

"Thank you, he Qing, thank you!" Dr. Wang's hands held He Qing's hand tightly and said thank you.

He Qing had mixed feelings in his heart. He stretched out his hand that was being infused and patted Dr. Wang's hand gently. "I want to thank you, Dr. Wang. Really, thank you for being so sincere to me."

Doctor Wang is probably happy crazy, a force of giggle, "I will cure you!" He laughed for a while, then said with a serious face.

He Qing smiles and nods to Doctor Wang. His heart is more sour. Is he really worth Doctor Wang's kindness?

Since he Qing promised to be treated, Dr. Wang, in addition to seeing he Qing and handling his work, basically stayed in the office to read materials or went to Director Li for advice. How serious should he be.

After he Qing had a good rest, he looked normal in all aspects, and nothing different from before, except that his face was a little paler than before.

He really doesn't want to stay in the hospital any longer. According to the frequency he goes to the hospital, he is tired of staying in the hospital. He might as well continue to go to work. As soon as he sees white things, he has a headache.

Doctor Wang seemed to see his mind, gave him medicine, told him to pay attention to diet and rest, and then let him go home, and then took him to the hospital for examination and physical therapy on time every day.

He Qing was so picked up by Dr. Wang. He was embarrassed to rent a house, a teahouse and a hospital every day. He also told Dr. Wang that he could go to the hospital by himself. Dr. Wang said that he was not in good health. He didn't trust him and refused.

Doctor Wang also secretly threatened him to go back to the hospital if he didn't let him pick him up.

Although he Qing is very awkward, it is better than staying in the hospital every day.

In the twinkling of an eye, it's the day when he Qing and Zhao Xiaochen agree to go on a business trip. He Qing wears a down jacket, carries a sports bag, pulls the box and goes downstairs. Zhao Xiaochen is waiting for him downstairs.

For the first time, Zhao Xiaochen is dressed like a dog. In addition, he deliberately maintains a paralyzed and cold face, which makes him feel like an overbearing president.

"So formal? Meet the client today? " He Qing asked, thinking about whether to go back and change clothes.

Zhao Xiaochen hit a ha ha, overbearing president temperament instantly disappeared, "Oh, don't mention, Li Hui, she got up early in the morning to give me flip clothes, pick out such a long time, he said I wear this good-looking, I have to wear it."

Although Zhao Xiaochen was very impatient when he said this, he was very proud when he listened carefully. The subtext was: look, I have a daughter-in-law, which is better than you, a single dog.

He Qing's heart turned a hundred and eighty bends, looked at him, and decided to praise him first, "well, it's really good-looking, suitable for you."

Zhao Xiaochen's mouth almost grinned to the root of his ears. He waved his hand as if he didn't care. "Hey, that's it. It's average. It's third in the world."

The corner of He Qing's mouth smokes, and he goes back to the trunk to put the trunk. Zhao Xiaochen goes around the back of the car with him, drags the trunk in He Qing's hand, and puts it in the trunk.

He Qing's box was very light. When he picked it up, there was a crash of small things. Zhao Xiaochen was a little strange and asked, "what do you have in this box? There was no sound just now

He Qing smile, "nothing, some small things, let's go." Then he went to the co pilot.

Although Zhao Xiaochen was a little strange, he didn't think much about it. After a while, he left it behind.

Because of the weather, the plane was a little late. He Qing sat in the waiting hall and looked at his mobile phone bored.

Just ready to board, he Qing received Doctor Wang opened the phone, nothing more than some illness problems, told him to take medicine, have a good rest or something.

Doctor Wang is talking on the other end of the phone, and he Qing is listening to it. He has a smile on his face, and he says "eh" and "ah" from time to time.

He Qing's reaction makes Zhao Xiaochen who is walking in front of him turn back frequently, and his eyes seem strange.