Section 1

He let out a barely audible sigh

Xiaomei's eyes lit up as she took the paper bag, inhaling deeply: "Wow, my favorite crab roe soup dumplings! I love you to death!"

"Oh, it's nothing. I visited the ward a few times, and Mr. Fu at your home is sleeping very well!" Xiaomei said while eating soup dumplings, winking at her.

Fu Yunshen leaned back against the bed, quietly observing the woman squatting beside the tea table, gazing up at him. Her face was shrouded in the shadows of light, making it difficult to see clearly, but he knew that her smiling eyes must be filled with intense anticipation, along with a hint of unease

In fact, everyone is a colleague; as long as she says a word, they will help look after things. There is no need to curry favor in this way, yet Zhou Zhizhi insists on expressing her gratitude in this manner

"If you feel tired, just drink some strong tea or brew a cup of coffee. If the head nurse catches you sleeping during your shift, you will be in big trouble." Zhou Zhizhi pointed to the camera in the corner of the corridor

"What do you want to do?" She hurried over, placed the thermos on the table, and reached out to support him

She walked to the door, listening intently to the sounds inside. In the face of worry, the sense of shame brought by such a scene became utterly insignificant

He pushed her away, took the cane from the side, and stood up with its support

Xiaomei, who had been sleeping lightly, immediately sat up, thinking it was a family member of a patient. Upon seeing her, she breathed a sigh of relief: "Sister Zhizhi, why did you come so early?"

You may leave. He lay down, closed his eyes, and his refusal was quite evident

"Now that you are awake, are you hungry? Would you like to have some chicken soup?" she asked him with a smile. "I have been simmering it all night and added some Chinese herbs. I specifically asked the doctor from the traditional Chinese medicine clinic to prepare the herbs, all of which are very beneficial for your health."

"Yun Shen, you are still very weak. Do not push yourself too hard. Let me help you, alright?" She stepped forward, disregarding his struggles, and tightly held onto his arm, inquiring softly with concern.

Xiaomei knows that being able to enjoy the breakfast she specially brought is thanks to Mr. Fu from Room 507. Since the patient in Room 507 was admitted, for more than half a month, the nurses at the nurse station have all enjoyed such treatment from her, bringing breakfast for the night shift nurses and buying lunch and dinner for the morning and afternoon shift nurses, with fruits and snacks never being in short supply.

"Step aside." Fu Yunshen glanced at her and spoke淡淡地, his voice devoid of any emotion.

Xiaomei has just entered the hospital not long ago and is still not quite accustomed to the overnight shift. She stuck out her tongue and said, "I will pay attention in the future. Actually, I didn't fall asleep; I was just too tired and lay down for a while."

Zhou Zhizhi said: "You forgot, I am a nurse at this hospital, taking care of you is my duty"

He sighed, and when he spoke, his tone was no longer as indifferent as before, "Zhi Zhi, you are not my caregiver"

When Zhou Zhizhi entered the ward, Fu Yunshen was attempting to turn over and get out of bed

She securely replaced the lid on the thermos, then walked to the bedside, adjusted the blanket that was actually tucked in very tightly, and softly said: "Then you should rest well, and drink the soup when you wake up. If you need anything, just ring the bell, I will be right outside"

She sighed weakly

The two exchanged silent glances for a long time, before Fu Yunshen turned his gaze away and smiled self-deprecatingly: "Zhou Zhizhi, do you think I am so useless that I even need someone to help me go to the bathroom?"

The inpatient department is very quiet, with no one around. The elevator ascends to the fifth floor, where the on-duty nurse is sleeping with her head resting on the desk

"Was there nothing going on last night?" she asked

She almost immediately released his arm

She carried the thermos towards the inpatient department. The autumn morning was a bit chilly, and the plants in the garden were covered in dew. She hugged the thermos tightly to her chest, but then found her behavior somewhat amusing, unable to suppress a self-deprecating laugh. After all, what in the thermos needed her body heat to stay warm

He stood on one leg, the left pant leg empty, having just gotten out of bed and not yet put on his prosthetic limb. His body was still very weak, and if it were not for relying on a cane, he would likely be unable to stand steadily

Zhou Zhizhi let out a sigh of relief: "Thank you, Xiaomei"

She drove the car into the hospital

Zhou Zhizhi smiled, recalling the time when she first entered the hospital, during her first overnight shift. Even though she had slept during the day, she still felt utterly exhausted.

As he was about to open the door, she immediately walked away in a flustered manner

"Xiaomei." She walked over and tapped the table

It is because someone indulges us that we allow ourselves to be completely vulnerable. If we are alone, when faced with anything, crying is merely for our own sake, as there is no one to wipe our tears or comfort us. Only by becoming resilient and strong can we endure those difficult moments

She frowned. Having only obtained her driver's license half a month ago, her driving skills were still quite unsteady, so she had to slow down and wait. Meanwhile, she stared intently at a short-haired woman in a trench coat who was stuffing a suitcase into the trunk. As the woman turned her face slightly while closing the car hood, Zhou Zhizhi was taken aback and widened her eyes to see more clearly, but the woman had already walked towards the car, and soon the taxi drove away.

Zhou Zhizhi maintained a half-squat posture, quietly observing him for a long time

The season has passed the White Dew, with shorter days and longer nights, and the dawn arrives later. At around six in the morning, the entire city is still shrouded in a light white mist.

She reached out to turn off the table lamp, turned around to leave, the door closed gently, and the sound of footsteps gradually faded away

He hobbled into the restroom, leaning on a cane, hopping on one foot, moving slowly and with great effort

The response to her was silence

The desk lamp was suddenly turned on again, and Fu Yunshen sat up, glancing at the thermos on the coffee table. Under the light, its solitary appearance resembled the silhouette of its owner departing.

She twisted open the lid of the thermos, and a wisp of steam rose up, filling the room with a rich aroma

He said: "You are not wearing your work uniform now"

Fu Yunshen wanted to shake her off, but she held on too tightly. Although she appeared delicate and gentle, her strength was considerable. He frowned slightly; given his current condition, it was not impossible to push her away, but he would likely fall as well

"Here, breakfast." She handed the paper bag in her hand to Xiaomei

She was momentarily taken aback, but quickly replied: "What do you care? I voluntarily work overtime! I don't need you to pay me extra for it."

I did not mean that

Zhou Zhizhi was gripping the steering wheel, preparing to turn the car into the hospital when a taxi suddenly rushed past. It was early morning, and the entrance to the hospital was still quite deserted, so the taxi was parked rather haphazardly, blocking a significant portion of the entrance and exit.

It is only a little past six o'clock now, she remembers that Zhou Zhizhi left the hospital only at twelve o'clock last night, and she is on the afternoon shift today

She did not let go, stubbornly looking up at him, "Where are you going?"

Zhou Zhizhi instinctively wanted to drive after him. The car started, but she stopped again, shaking her head and laughing softly, thinking that she must have been seeing things.