Long Beijue said, "...I forgot for a moment."

Qiao Luo said oh, without any doubt, and walked in.

With his back to her, Long Beijue's lips slightly raised, and his face instantly warmed up.

Close the door and he returned to the hospital bed and lay down.

Qiao Luo helped to press the bell, took a tissue and handed it to him, reminding him in a low voice, "Your hand is bleeding."

Long Beijue curled his lips, reached out to take the tissue, and wiped the blood from his hands randomly.

He asked pretending to be unintentionally, "Are you going back?"

Qiao Luo opened the pull ring and asked without answering, "Can you be here alone?"

The implication is that she stayed? Long Beijue was secretly happy.

"I..." He opened his thin lips lightly, and was blocked by a knock on the door.

He said, "Come in."

The doctor pushed the door and smiled appropriately on his face, "Young Master Long, do you have any instructions?"

Qiao Luo said for him, "He pulled out the drip needle, please hang it up again."

The doctor was dull and reacted, and did not dare to ask more questions. He hung the drip needle again according to Qiao Luo's words.

The temperature around was too low, and the doctor even became cautious in breathing.

Facing the big Buddha in front of him, he was even more nervous than when he went to the operating table to help someone perform surgery for the first time.

"Young Master Long, do you have any other instructions?"

Long Beijue waved his hand and the doctor immediately escaped and did not dare to stay for a moment.

For a moment, the two of them were left in the ward.

Qiao Luo was drinking coffee while browsing his phone. If he ignored someone's deep gaze, he would be quite comfortable.

A small can of coffee was soon seen. Qiao Luo pinched the can and felt a little sleepy between his eyebrows and eyes.

She looked up at the wall clock, it was already past eleven o'clock.

She has been busy teaching Tang Xin to make cakes these two days. She has hardly slept in naps, and now she feels sleepy after drinking coffee.

She threw the can into the trash can and just stood up when the low voice suddenly rang out, "Where are you going?"

Qiao Luo glanced at him, "I'm sleepy, I'll go to sleep on the sofa."

After thinking about it, she added, "If you have something to do, just press the bell."

Long Beijue glanced at the sofa not far away, less than 1.5 meters away, and had to curl up his feet while sleeping on it.

He blurted out and said, "Give you the bed, I'm not sleepy anyway, so I'll sit there and have an infusion."

Qiao Luo's eyes stagnated, and he came to his senses and rejected his kindness, "No, I'll just sleep on the sofa."

After saying that, she took a blanket casually and turned toward the sofa.

Holding the pillow on the sofa as a pillow, Qiao Luo lay up and curled up habitually.

She shook the blanket and covered her head, blocking Long Beijue's vision.

Seeing her little movement, Long Beijue burst into laughter and reached out to turn off the light.

The room fell into darkness in an instant, and the woman's gentle voice suddenly rang out, "Leave a small lamp."

Long Beijue's eyes opened slightly, revealing a little astonishment.

She is afraid of the dark?

Without asking why, he reached out and turned on the desk lamp at the head of the bed. The orange light hit his side face, softening his cold face.

Soon, the woman's steady and long breathing sound passed through her ears, and Long Beijue looked at the curled ball on the sofa with a quiet look.

People who are more courageous than anyone else are afraid of the dark, which is beyond his expectations.

It was foggy late at night.

In the ward, a soft little light was lit.

The person who was sleeping soundly on the sofa suddenly kicked the blanket on his body and clenched his hands into fists.

The slight slight sound could not escape Long Beijue's ears. He was easily awakened by sleeping lightly.

He sat up and saw the blanket falling to the ground not far away, lifted the quilt and got out of bed.

"Ye Qi, listen to your master's words and think about your master's wife. She loves you the most. Are you willing to let something happen to her?"

"A Qi, it hurts so much, I feel so painful."

"Ye Qi, what are you waiting for? Do you really want her to die?"

"Yeqi, Yeqi..."

"Kill her, kill Ye Qi and get rewards."

The woman's painful crying lingered in her ears. Qiao Luo frowned and felt that her heart was pressed by a big stone, and she couldn't breathe.

"No, don't touch her."

She shouted unconsciously, her eyes suddenly opened and she flicked from the sofa to sit up.

"stop……"

Seeing someone approaching, she suddenly raised her head, her eyes full of violence.

With murderous aura soaring into the sky, Long Beijue clearly felt the overwhelming hostility on her body.

"It's me."

Seeing the person standing in front of her, Qiao Luo relieved her anger. She lowered her head and breathed slightly.

Long Beijue stepped forward, picked up the blanket and sat on the sofa.

"Have you had a nightmare?"

Qiao Luo said nothing and calmed down his disordered breathing.

Long Beijue stared at her quietly, his big hands covering her head.

Then, he gently stroked her head, and his hair was passing through his fingertips, his movements were extremely gentle.

"I am here."

The short two words were like a ray of light shining into the darkest position in Qiao Luo's heart.

Her eyes trembled slightly, and her mind was blank.

How long has it been since she heard this sentence "I am here".

Apart from the teacher's wife, he was the first person to say this to her.

He keenly noticed that her emotions were gradually calming down, and Long Beijue moved his fingertips down and pushed away the hair on her forehead.

The gentle light was soaked in her eyes, "Sleep for a while?"

Qiao Luo shook her head lightly. After being awakened by this nightmare, she usually couldn't sleep, so she hid in the bed and waited for dawn.

This was the case before and now.

"Obe obedient." Long Beijue rubbed her head and his voice softened, "I will stay here, just like I was in the bamboo forest that night, I won't leave."

Qiao Luo's heart was thrust, "Slowly raised his head, in the dim light, the man's black eyes tempered the deep tenderness, and she couldn't help but feel a moment in a trance.

When he was lost, Long Beijue pressed her shoulder and asked her to lie back on the sofa.

Then he took the blanket and covered her again, "Just wake up."

The gentle voice hides a bit of seduction, but it inexplicably soothes Qiao Luo's uneasy mood.

She slowly closed her eyes, and after a while, she fell asleep in a daze.

Long Beijue's eyes reflected her sleeping face, and his heart was slightly deeper.

What exactly did she experience? A nightmare would never have such a big reaction. Just now, her anger was almost like a killing field.

Qiao Luo, Qiao Luo, who are you?

He reached out and touched her forehead and murmured softly, "Little Ice Cube, is it that difficult to smile at this young master?"
Chapter completed!