With his arms propped up on his knees, Qing sat weakly on the edge of the hospital bed, his head resting on the edge of the bed. Without saying a word, he looked at the world outside the window in silence, the climate had entered winter, and there was heavy snow in the sky, a white world, but even if it was far away, he could see the charred ruins that almost touched half of the city------- which was the result of the decisive battle, and the flames burned most of the Dongmu.

"That ----- this patient, can you please lie down? You're still very weak right now, I need to give you a drip,------- that ---- if you can cooperate--- I will be very grateful!! "During this time, it was almost the last little nurse who took care of Qing, serving food, dispensing medicine, and giving drips. Qing looked back at the girl and nodded silently. She still seemed to have been in this room for a while, but Qing had been in a daze all the time, not noticing her presence.

"Ahh Good! Thank you so much! The little nurse bowed happily, ran quickly to Qing's bedside, and hung the medicine bag in her hand on the drip holder next to the bed. Qing Ye took one last look at the ruins and returned to bed without saying a word. The little nurse held Qing's hand very carefully, and very carefully pierced the needle into the vein on the back of Qing's hand, the whole process The nurse was very skilled, after all, the contact between the two sides has been about a month.

A faint tingling sensation came from the hand, and the skin that should not have been punctured so easily was now easily pierced into the green vein. The little nurse fixed the needle with tape and then stood up, wiped the sweat on her forehead as if relieved, and bowed deeply to Qing, "Thank you very much!" ~"Just like she said at the beginning, she thanked Qing very politely, although this kind of gratitude should be Qing.

The nurse bowed and cautiously exited the ward. But before she went out for a second, she turned back again, took the medicine in her hand with an embarrassed face, and quickly returned to Qing's bedside, put the medicine on the table next to her, and picked up the cup to help Qing pour water, "Hey, hey~~ I almost forgot." It's no wonder that the doctor keeps saying that I am not suitable to be a nurse--- I'm so sorry! The little nurse hurriedly finished speaking, and then left the ward in a hurry with a red face.

The empty ward was quiet again, and Qing looked out of the window, but he couldn't see it because he was lying down. In fact, during this period of time, Qingdu has been wondering whether he is really alive? Or pure dreaming. Everything is too real, but I don't want to take it as real------- because in this way, I haven't changed the dream even a little bit in the past month, maybe it won't be real------

The countless irritability in his heart stimulates Qing's head like a nightmare, but the weak body really doesn't even have the basic ability of irritability. Watching the potion drip out of the hanging bag one by one, it was very peaceful to deliver the medicine into the body. Lying weakly, lying weakly, there is only this and nothing more that can be done. Looking at the whitewashed ceiling blankly, there was nothing but the sound of dripping.

Almost every day, the nurse entered the ward, and Qing wanted to ask her [Do you know a person who painted a piece of snow-----] but no matter what time it was, Qing couldn't say it, and over time, it can be said that Qing never spoke to anyone, and she didn't try to ask------- because she was afraid of hearing that kind of answer----- didn't want to confirm that the dream that was immutable would be true----- Qing wanted that woman to live well---- thinking that if she lived, Then there is no need to ask.

Ridiculous and pathetic self------ to put it bluntly, like a waste with power! --- countless impetuousness spread in the bottom of my heart, but no matter how anxious my mind was, my body couldn't get irritable accordingly, because this child-like body couldn't support Qing's inner strength at all. ---- sighed silently, propped himself up, reached for the pills and the already cold water. Looking at the pills of various colors in his hand, Qing Yiyi swallowed all the medicines.

The nurse said that taking these medicines would improve the body, and although Qing didn't know if it would work, he had no other choice at the moment, who was weaker than ordinary people. Putting the cup back in its place, and then in a state of propping up, Qing sat up and looked out the window at the white snow.

Silently, the drip of potion had bottomed out, as if pinching time, the little nurse at the beginning opened the door and entered the ward. "This bag is the last bag you need to hang today, according to yesterday's blood test report, your body indicators have reached normal! Congratulations, you don't have to lie down all the time, and you can stop taking medication after a while! It won't be long before you'll be discharged from the hospital normally! “

The little nurse said happily while helping Qing change into Qing's potion. "Thank you----" Qing's dry voice was not very loud in the quiet ward, but the little nurse who had just changed the potion was stunned, and then looked at Qing with a surprised face, and looked at Qing with wide eyes, "You can talk!?" ----" But soon she realized that she seemed to be a little too rude and blushed with shame, "Hmm~ Yes, I'm sorry!" I --- didn't mean that~----"

The little nurse lowered her head, but there was no response for a long time. After a while, she looked up, but Qing looked out the window without any meaning. The little nurse smiled awkwardly, seeing that Qing had not moved, and there was no reason to leave the ward to relieve the embarrassment. She cautiously looked at Ao's side face, but she blushed without noticing.

"Huh? ~You seem to enjoy watching the snow outside. In order to appear natural, the nurse sat down on the edge of Qing's bed by the window, and started the topic with a dry reason, as if to hide her from not being there. Qing looked at her silently for a moment, then looked out the window and shook her head.

"I don't like snow---- because every time I see a world like this--- I always lose a lot of things----" Qing said in a low voice, but the little nurse turned her head to look at Qing with a puzzled expression, but seeing that Qing didn't seem to have any intention of explaining, she didn't continue to ask. "That's right. It's always a cold day, you need to wear a lot of heavy and warm clothes, and you can catch a cold if you're not careful! ~ It's not a cute season. “

Looking at the nurse who didn't match the preface, Qing's mood relaxed slightly, and she shook her head lightly, "Can ---- take me outside the ward?" Miss Nurse. ”