The temporarily commandeered hospital was emptied out by trained personal guards.
In their eyes, all the laws of heaven and earth were nothing!
21 hours later.
A greenhouse, a sickbed, a man and a woman applying medicine to each other, appeared slowly and warmly in our view like a movie slow motion scene.
With a fluffy cotton swab exuding a faint aroma of alcohol, Chenxing, wrapped up like a cotton ball, insisted on staying by Gu Shaocheng's side, tenderly wiping the wound on his forehead.
Having been a nurse, she learnt nursing skills, and entrusted the care of no one else but herself in the personal nursing of their beloved man.
Her movements were light, and her technique was professional; throughout, she did not let the man she relied on feel any pain.
Simultaneously, another man was doing the same thing. Although a little unskilled, those well-defined hands lightly brushed over her knee, and Chenxing felt like she was also being loved.
A soft voice echoed gently.