inferior possession

Chapter 137

After entering the operating room, the doctor began to prepare for anesthesia. He was a Chinese-speaking anesthetist of Chinese descent. Other doctors discussed specific matters with Duan Congzhen.

Ji Lu looked at it for a while, and suddenly felt something was wrong.

"Didn't you come?" Ji Lu opened his eyes slightly, his hands resting on the quilt slowly tightened, his fingertips moved, a little anxious.

Duan Congzhen sat next to him, held the man's slightly cold hand, and said softly, "It can't be me."

"Why?" The deer lowered his eyes.

He didn't want to face strangers, let alone show his weakness in front of strangers. That strong sense of insecurity made it difficult for Ji Lu to breathe.

"It's not ethical, I can't participate in the operation." Duan Congzhen shook his head regretfully.

"Don't leave me here alone." Jilu frowned, and said in a very low voice, "Don't leave me alone for them."

"No." Duan Congzhen touched his face, held his hand, and kissed him on his lips, "You just need to sleep, and you can see me when you wake up."

Even the deer still lowered his head, unconsciously tugging at his cuff and not letting go.

"You won't feel anything after the anesthesia, and you'll fall asleep soon." Duan Congzhen rarely persuaded patiently.

The anesthetist was ready, came in with the equipment, and asked Ji Lu to roll up his sleeves, "Let me double check, you don't have movable teeth or dentures, right?"

Ji Lu shook his head in a daze, "No."

"What about the trachea?" the anesthesiologist asked.

"No."

"Do you smoke?"

"rare."

"it is good."

The nurse took out the medicine and disinfected the back of his hand.

The moment the needle pierced the skin, Lu subconsciously withdrew his hand, but was held down by Duan Congzhen.

Leaning on the bed, Lu Meifeng frowned, turned his head and stopped looking.Duan Congzhen looked down at the man's pale and stiff expression. His eyes were deep and complex. He frowned and stroked his face soothingly, "Don't be afraid."

The anesthetic was slowly pushed forward, but Ji Lu was breathing rapidly due to nervousness. Duan Congzhen half hugged him, lowered his head, and gently rubbed the top of the man's hair with his dry lips.

The anesthesiologist raised his head and exchanged glances with Duan Congzhen, Wen Sheng said to Ji Lu, "Maybe I will gradually become sleepy."

His eyes gradually blurred, and the hand holding Duan Congzhen's cuffs began to lose strength, that is, Lu Meifeng frowned slightly, and unconsciously shouted, "Brother Duan..."

Duan Congzhen lowered his eyes, looked at the expression of the man in his arms, closed his eyes, lowered his head and kissed his forehead lightly.

After a while, he asked softly, "Bambi, what kind of flower do you like?"

The deer started to lose consciousness, mumbled meaninglessly for a long time, and then opened its mouth indistinctly, "...Eustoma."

"Yeah." Duan Congzhen kissed him like a reward, persuading him, "Try to list three?"

Even when the deer's eyelids were fighting, his breathing gradually slowed down, his voice was tinged with laziness and tiredness, and his tone was so soft that it hurt people's hearts, "Eustoma, Gladiolus..."

"Well, what else?" Duan Congzhen asked warmly.

"There are still stars in the sky..." Ji Lu frowned, his voice became lower and lower, "Brother Duan, I'm so sleepy, I'm a little..."

Before he finished speaking, the deer let go of his hand and gradually fell asleep.

Putting his hand under the quilt, Duan Congzhen rubbed the top of the man's hair, and waited for the anesthetist to confirm that the anesthesia effect was good before he stood up from the bed and left the operating room.

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As Duan Congzhen said, the operation was not painful and he was unconscious, that is, Lu fell into a deep sleep and was woken up soon.

When I opened my eyes, it was dusk outside the house.

The anesthesiologist stood by the bed with the case sheet and asked the nurse to wake him up, "How do you feel?"

That is, the deer's throat is a little dry, burning, "it's okay."

"How did you sleep?"

"pretty good."

The anesthetist pressed the pen, "I'll ask you a few questions, don't force it, it doesn't matter if you can't remember it."

"Yeah." The deer nodded expressionlessly.

"What was the last word you heard before going to bed?" the anesthesiologist asked.

That is to say, Lu Meifeng frowned slightly, thought for a while, and said, "Duan Congzhen asked me what flowers I like."

"Well," the anesthesiologist nodded, "then how did you answer?"

"Gladiolus, eustoma, and baby's breath." The deer answered eloquently.

"Okay. So what's the first thing you hear when you wake up?"

Ji Lu was startled, thought for a while, and said, "This apple is not crisp."

The anesthesiologist was a little surprised by this answer. Just as he was about to check him again, the Chinese nurse beside him said shyly, "I said it. I just ate an apple while I was resting."

"When?"

"5 minutes ago."

The anesthesiologist gave him a reproachful look.

"Did you dream while you were sleeping?" the anesthesiologist asked, "Did you hear anyone talking?"

"No." Ji Lu finally smiled and shook his head lightly, "I slept well."

"That's good." The anesthesiologist closed the case sheet, "Take a good rest, and you will be discharged from the hospital tomorrow. If you feel unwell, please ring the distress bell beside the bed."

Ji Lu nodded, "Thank you doctor."

After the anesthesiologist left, Ji Lu lowered his eyes slightly, looking at the thin and pale quilt, feeling peaceful in his heart.

After sleeping for a long time, my mind is much clearer, as if the heavy burden I have been burdened for a long time has become lighter.

He remembered what Duan Congzhen said before falling asleep.

"Wake up and see me."

Now that he is awake, where is Duan Congzhen?

Cursing his lips ironically, Ji Lu chuckled in his heart, a little disappointed, and inadvertently caught a glimpse of something on the bedside table from the corner of his eye.

Slightly stunned, he slowly tilted his head, but his eyes suddenly froze when he saw clearly.

In the evening sunset, a triangular flask was placed on the bedside table, and fresh cut flowers were inserted in the bottle.

The flowers are warm and light in color, with excellent texture, and the light golden culture fluid complements the freshness and softness of the bouquet.

That is, how could the deer not recognize those suits.

Pale pink gladiolus, apricot-white baby's breath, and eustoma with a light green gradient, and some decorative cut leaves...

That is, the deer was slightly dazed, his pupils trembling slightly.

The door of the ward opened, and Duan Congzhen walked in. Seeing that he was awake, he raised his eyebrows slightly, "I woke up so soon."

"The doctor woke up early." That is, the deer lowered his head.

"Drink some water." Duan Congzhen handed him the cup in his hand.

The deer took it and found that the water was lukewarm.

"There is no hot water here, so I went to boil some." Duan Congzhen said casually.

Ji Lu drank some water to moisten his throat, and then he felt better. He couldn't help but glance at the flowers on the bedside table, "Is that the flower arrangement you made?"

Duan Congzhen sat down beside the bed, "Yes."

"Where did you get the bottle?"

"Passing by their laboratory, I took it by hand."

"..."

Duan Congzhen raised his hand and touched the petals of the flowers, "What do you think?"

Ji Lu pursed his lips, raised his eyes to look at him, rubbed the cup with his fingertips, and said softly, "The aesthetics are good, but the technology needs to be improved."

Duan Congzhen smiled, bowed his head and kissed his fingertips, "Why don't you teach me later?"

There is a warm and dry touch from the fingertips, and you can also feel the man's balanced and slightly suppressed breath.

Slightly lowering his eyes, the deer's Adam's apple rolled, and he shrank his fingers unconsciously.

After a while, he said slowly and thoughtfully, "Play here for a few days."

"What?" Duan Congzhen looked down at him.

"I don't want to go back." Ji Lu pursed his lips, "Stay here for a while longer."

Duan Congzhen was slightly startled, then nodded, "Okay."