Don't touch me. Be nice to me

Xia Jing is young and stunned. He looks at her face with complicated eyes until the doctor brings painkillers in a hurry.

He fed Tang Qing and said in a low voice, "if the medicine is over, you can take another one. When we go ashore, we will go to the hospital for examination to see if we need to have another operation."

Gong Heng heard the wind and went to the reconstruction room. Seeing Tang Qing sitting in a wheelchair, he couldn't help asking, "what's the matter?"

Xia jingnian stood up to explain to him: "her ligament seems to have torn again last night, can't continue to do the rehabilitation movement, have to go to the hospital to check."

Gong Heng hears the speech, eyebrows all of a sudden wrinkle up, he slants head to see Tang Qing one eye, look to Xia jingnian again, the tone is a little heavy: "ligament tear?"

Everyone knows how painful it is to tear a ligament.

But this guy didn't say a word last night?

I don't know if she is too tolerant or not afraid of pain at all.

Only he knew that he was now infuriated by Xia jingnian's words.

Looking at his face, Xia jingnian knew that Gong Heng would lose his temper again, so he quickly pulled him out of the reconstruction room.

"What are you doing?" Gong Heng shook off his hand, his face smelled.

"Don't get mad at her." Xia jingnian said earnestly, "I have already said her."

Gong Heng was very upset.

Things seem to be more and more out of his control, so that he sincerely began to fret.

She didn't do anything, just hurt herself in front of him.

But he had done more to her before.

Don't understand why it will be more and more intolerable to see her injured, Gong Heng pulled out a cigarette from his pocket, turned on the lighter to light it and took a hard puff. Xia jingnian reached out and took his cigarette down, "OK, I can only take a puff."

Gongheng lung is not very good. I inhaled too much dust in the fire that year, so I couldn't smoke cigarettes.

But he is a heavy smoker. He can't see it. In front of him, he always has to take care of it.

"I don't quite understand." Gong Heng's face, which has always been calm and confident, appeared for the first time with a look of frailty and confusion, which seemed to be doubting his inner feelings at the moment. He lowered his head, spread out his hands and asked softly, "what's wrong with me now?"

Strange emotions, control his joy and anger, inexplicable irritability, let him FRET his uncontrollable feeling.

Xia jingnian said: "because you care more and more about her."

Gong Heng frowned slightly: "is this a good thing?"

Xia jingnian shook his head: "this is not a good thing."

How can it be a good thing to put a person in your heart?

Let another person control his own happiness, anger, sorrow and joy, because she cried, because she was happy. From now on, life and death are all in her hands.

How could this be a good thing?

……

But what can be done.

Falling in love with a person is at a loss.

The heart grows in own body, who you are willing to put into it.

If you choose her, how can you blame the other party for not caring about yourself.

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Xia jingnian pushed the irascible Gong Heng to one side and pushed Tang Qing back to his bedroom with a wheelchair.

He asked her, "do you want to go out in the sun or rest in the bedroom?"

She looked a little tired. "I want to sleep."

Xia jingnian nodded and took her to bed. He raised his hand and tried to lift her drooping forehead. He remembered that Tang Qing said she didn't want him to touch her.