"It's okay, where my brother is in the future, wherever is home."

Tsing Yi's words touched the most fragile place in the drunkard's heart, and he completely collapsed emotionally, tears flowed non-stop, and he cried all over his body.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry ......"

He said sorry over and over again, from body to mind, in pain.

Seeing the drunkard whose emotions were getting more and more out of control, Tsing Yi panicked and didn't know what to do.

He hurriedly put the porridge in his hand back on the bedside table, got up from the chair and sat on the edge of the bed.

He put his hands on his thin face and kept wiping his tears from his eyes.

"It's okay, it's okay, don't cry......"

Tsing Yi kept comforting him, thinking that he was emotionally out of control because of the pain and suffering he had endured alone during this time, but in fact it was not.

"No, it's not ...... thing"

The drunkard cried and shook his head, his emotions were out of control because he was really sorry for Tsing Yi and Jun Moyan.

He was scared.

He was so afraid that Tsing Yi would one day know that he was approaching Jun Moyan with a purpose......

The drunkard's voice was so choked that Tsing Yi didn't hear it clearly at all, and he didn't pay much attention to it, just trying to calm his emotions.

"Don't cry, you've just had surgery, and you're still in pain, so you can't be excited."

"Woo ......"

The drunkard couldn't calm down at all for a while.

He even almost had an impulse to tell Tsing Yi about Brother Ene and that person, but he finally held back.

He owes Brother Ene his life, and he has to save Brother Ene.

Tsing Yi leaned over, his forehead against the drunkard's forehead, and his hands kept wiping tears on his face.

"Don't cry, it's okay......"

"I'm here, I'm not afraid."

He rubbed his forehead lightly and spoke softly. kept comforting him.

After a while, under the comfort of Tsing Yi, the drunkard's mood slowly stabilized.

Tsing Yi got up, went into the bathroom to find a clean towel, and wiped the drunkard's face.

Then he took his hand again, and when he saw his skinny, needle-eyed hand, Tsing Yi's heart felt like he had been punched twice, stuffy and painful.

His fingertips rubbed lightly against the back of his needle-riddled hand, and he was so distressed that he couldn't say a word.

“…… Isn't it ugly that I'm like this now? ”

Tsing Yi raised his eyes to look at him, then shook his head with a smile: "In my heart, you will always be the best-looking." ”

The drunkard smiled: "Brother, you are so good." ”

"Don't leave my brother alone in the future, I can't do anything without you by my side."

“…… Good. ”

Tsing Yi lowered his head to wipe his hands, and then continued to pick up the thermos box and feed him porridge.

Catching a glimpse of the patient's identity hanging on the corner of the bed, Tsing Yi looked over.

"Mu, Han.?"

Tsing Yi read it out word by word, and his tone sounded light, but his heart made waves.

It turned out that his name was Mu Han.

"It's a nice name, but why don't you say it......?" In the second half of the sentence, he said it very lightly, and he didn't look at the drunkard, as if he was talking to himself.

The drunkard lowered his eyes, his mood heavy and complicated.

Tsing Yi stared at these two words for a long time, as if he was firmly remembering his name.

Turning his head to look at the drunkard who bowed his head and was silent, Tsing Yi didn't think about what to know from him.

No matter what he gave birth to in the past, it didn't matter to him anymore, he would take good care of him in the future, and he would no longer let him feel helpless, scared and desperate during this time.

After feeding the drunkard some porridge, Tsing Yi went to the doctor and transferred him to the VIP ward.