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There were four stitches on Cheng Tian Painting's forehead. Her injuries weren't considered too severe, so she insisted on staying in the hospital.

Shen Muxi looked at her still pale face and asked, "Why don't you want to be hospitalized?"

"There's no need. You can go back and change the medicine." Cheng Tian painting didn't really matter.

"No, you have to listen to me." Shen Muxi pressed her shoulder and pushed her back down onto the bed as she prepared to get up.

"I don't like being in the hospital. I'm afraid of it." Cheng Tian Painting became agitated and unhappily said, "My life was endured in the hospital from the beginning. I was alone and I didn't even have a warm and cold person. From then on, I was afraid of lying on the bed. Can you understand my feelings?"

Five years ago, when she woke up from her coma, it was the smell of disinfectant and the white of a room that surrounded her, cold and cruel.

She did not know who she was, did not know if she had any relatives, and even the food she ate was given to her by the kind sick friends and nurses.

Shen Muxi looked at her face, which was tinged with blood from her excitement. He reached out his hand to stroke her hair and gently said, "It's alright. I'll accompany you here."

"Go and accompany your Tensing. I don't need you to accompany me!" Cheng Tian painting couldn't help but cry out.

She had hidden her words in her heart and hadn't allowed herself to say them out loud. She actually said them out loud at this moment. Had he been smashed in the head? Or did he become narrow-minded because he was in a bad mood?

Eat Yang Tenxin's vinegar! How can I?

She stealthily raised her head to glance at Shen Mouxi and saw that he was also looking at her, a faint smile in the depths of his eyes.

"I knew that it would be impossible to have such a magnanimous person in this world. He allowed his husband to stay with another woman and even sent him breakfast and toiletries." "No," he said.

"I've already said it before, I'm just a petty person." Cheng Tian turned his face away.

"This is a woman's natural duty."

"I'm fine by myself, you go." Cheng turned his back on him.

"I'm not going anywhere tonight. I'll stay by your side."

"Aren't you afraid of being discovered?" After all, there were quite a few medical personnel who were curious about the relationship between the two.

Although the area that Yang Tingxin was in was isolated and ordinary people couldn't go up, and there were people guarding it, if time went on for too long, someone with a lot of curiosity would discover her existence.

For a man to deal with two women with similar looks, it would be strange for him.

"It's never been me I'm afraid of." Shen Mushui couldn't help laughing.

After a moment of silence, he leaned over and pulled her body out of the bed. He looked at her and asked, "What do you want to eat? I'll buy it for you. "

"I can't eat."

"These people just want the money. It's no big deal, the hospital will take care of it."

Cheng Tian Hua raised his head and looked at him with a nonchalant expression.

How could he take things so lightly, so simply, and so coldly? This man had really been in the market for a long time. He had become accustomed to using money to measure everything?

That was a human life, such a small child.

If she had a child who had suddenly disappeared, she would have fainted with grief.

Therefore, from her point of view, no matter how excessive the other party's actions were, it was still understandable.

What made her sad was not that she had been wrongly accused by her family and what would happen next, but that she was unable to get that poor child out of the emergency room alive.

She lowered her eyes and murmured softly, "I should have said something more serious. I should have persuaded the parents of the child to undergo surgery and saw the child lying alone on the operating table, his eyes slightly narrowed as he looked at me with a longing to live. Yet, I was unable to help him. I could only watch as her breathing gradually weakened before finally stopping. "

The mother of the child had scolded her for not being a woman and for not being qualified to be a mother. Although she was angry, every word she said was heart-wrenching. Was she really not qualified to be a mother? So she never got it?

"I thought you had been in the hospital for so long that you were already used to seeing death and separation." Shen Moxi chuckled.

She thought that she was already used to it, but today, this pitiful child had deeply touched her heart. Could it be that she really wanted to be a mother too much?

"If that doesn't work out, quit the job and go to work at the company." Shen Moxi said again.

When Cheng Tian Hua heard this, he immediately shook his head and refused, "No, I feel that going to the hospital is more suitable for me than going to the company. I like this profession."

She was a medical student and had been a doctor all these years. She had always enjoyed this job. Another reason was that her mother lived in the hospital, which made it easier for her to work there.

"Whatever you want." Shen Moxi helped her tuck in the quilt before turning around and walking to the door of the ward.

"Where are you going?" Cheng Tian asked.

"Looking for something to eat? Even if you don't want to eat it, I have to eat it myself, no?" Shen Muxi smiled as he left the room.

The sickroom immediately quietened down. Cheng Tian Hua sat up from his bed, but he was still unable to walk out from the shadow of the incident with the little boy.

Soon Shen Muxi came back and bought her a bowl of chicken bone porridge, in addition to his own snack box.

Cheng Tian Painted looked at how he clumsily unwrapped the package and looked at the cheap lunch he bought nearby. He was used to eating in the kitchen, so how could he eat such a terrible meal?

"Ah, mouth …" Shen Mushui scooped up a spoonful of porridge and brought it to her mouth, smiling as he waited for her to open her mouth.

"I'll do it myself." Cheng Tian Painted reached out to grab the bowl in his hand.

Shen Moxi moved his bowl to the side and said, "What's wrong? Afraid that I can't feed it well? "

"I am indeed quite afraid." She blinked innocent eyes.

Shen Muxi's face darkened as he protested in dissatisfaction, "I've only broken a few bowls. Can you not always look at me with such suspicion?"

"Didn't I fall the other time?" He added hurriedly, with a smug look on his face.

"It didn't fall, but the rice grains are still stuck at the bottom of the bowl. I'll have a fresh wash." Cheng Tian's tone was neither cold nor hot.

"How could that be possible? I washed very cleanly."

"Cut the crap. Hurry up and eat your food." Cheng Tian Painting forcefully brought the bowl of porridge over and pointed to the box of rice on the table. "The box rice here is already unpalatable. If it gets cold, it won't be edible at all."

Shen Moxi picked up the box lunch and took a bite. The taste was indeed terrible.

"Is this what you eat for lunch?" he asked.

"Similar to these, they're from the cafeteria."

"No wonder you're so thin."

"Don't push yourself if you can't finish your meal. Let Sister Zhang prepare a meal for you when you get home." Seeing him, who had never eaten a cheap meal before, carrying a disposable lunch box was extremely comical and did not match his identity as a young master at all.

"It's alright, I can eat it." Shen Muxi smiled as he placed a mouthful of food into his mouth. In order to show that he was easy to raise, he had actually eaten all of this horrible food.

In the evening, Cheng was lying in his hospital bed, watching Shen Muxi fiddle with the already small sofa.

At this time it was not a VIP ward, instead it was a sofa that was as comfortable as Yang Tianxin's room, simply unable to accommodate a body as big as Shen Muxi's.

Shen Moxi lay down on the sofa, pulled up his blanket and closed his eyes. "Not bad."

"Are you sure you want to sleep there?"

"I'm sure."

"Good night then."

"Good night." Shen Mushui reached for the overhead light and turned it off.

The room was dark, but Cheng was lying awake.

Shen Mu's outline was very blurry. She couldn't clearly see his expression, nor could she tell if he was asleep or not.

Only last night he had been in another woman's bed, and tonight he had been in her bed.

The weather was very cold, and Cheng Tian Painting, who was originally extremely repulsed by the environment, could not sleep. When she finally fell asleep, she was woken up by a terrifying nightmare.

In the dream, the poor little boy was crying and complaining to her, resenting her for not giving him a chance to live. The little boy's anticipating eyes gradually turned into two bloody swirls, as if he wanted to suck the boy into his world.

Cheng Tian Hua sat up from the bed, drenched in cold sweat. Her forehead was hurting unbearably as she held her forehead with one hand and the blanket with the other. Her body was trembling.

"What's wrong?" Shen Moxi got up from the sofa and pressed the button for the light in the room.

"Your wound is bleeding." Shen Moxi held her face in his hands and used one of his hands to wipe the sweat from her cheeks. "You have a nightmare?"

Cheng Tian Painting nodded, his face still had fear, "I dreamt about that child."

She knew she couldn't stay in the hospital. She had always feared this place, and now that she had encountered such a situation, it would be strange if she didn't have nightmares.

"It's okay, it's just a dream." Shen Moxi got up and poured her a glass of water. He personally fed her a cup of water before putting her back on the bed and pulling up the covers. "I'll stay by the bed with you, watching over you."

Cheng Tian Painted shifted his body into the bed. Under the fluorescent lights, his eyes were like stars, containing an indifferent request, "Come to the bed."

"The bed is so small." He laughed.

"Push."

Shen Muxi looked at the serious expression on her face and laid down on the bed. Although the one meter bed was not big, it was still much more comfortable than sleeping on the sofa.

He held her close, their bodies pressed together.

Shen Mushui always gave her a strong sense of security. Finally, she stopped trembling, no longer afraid, no longer having nightmares.

The matter with the little boy was settled quickly. Cheng Tian painting was not implicated, and the hospital was not at fault. On the contrary, the assailant was punished by the law.

Even though Cheng Tian Hua's head was injured, he had never resented the other party. After knowing that the other party was detained by the police, he even waived his right to sue.

To her, losing a child was already a very painful thing. There was no need to let them suffer another punishment.

Afraid of another nightmare, Cheng only stayed in the hospital for a day before he was discharged.

She stood in front of the mirror and looked at herself. She saw that the wound on her forehead had slightly improved.