Two People

(Although there are two updates today, the total word count is the same. In fact, the content of three chapters is put into two chapters because it is not easy to break the chapters.)

After receiving the IV drip, Ye Wanqing's symptoms gradually stabilized, and she slowly fell asleep, though she still clung to Xiao He's left hand.

Xiao He touched Ye Wanqing's forehead with his free right hand and found that the towel was no longer cold.

"Grandma, at least let me wring out a towel for you..." Xiao He didn't dare to pull his hand away, so he could only laboriously wring the towel with one hand.

Fortunately, he was a superhuman, and his grip strength with one hand was enough to wring the water out of the towel. After slowly wringing the towel dry, he placed the new towel on Ye Wanqing's forehead.

Ye Wanqing's expression softened considerably, and her breathing became more even.

"Knock knock!" A soft knock came from the door. Xiao He turned his head and saw Xie Haining standing behind him with two boxes of food.

"Would you like something to eat? It's almost dinnertime, you need to replenish your energy to take care of her." Xie Haining asked with a smile, then glanced at Ye Wanqing's hand holding his, "Or... is it not convenient?"

"Hmm..." Xiao He nodded with a wry smile.

"I'll go to the cafeteria and see if they have any steamed buns or something that you can eat with one hand," Xie Haining said with a smile.

"Thank you for your trouble." Xiao He nodded, thinking to himself: What a gentle person.

After Xie Haining left, Ye Wanqing murmured something in her sleep, then turned over, but still didn't let go of her hand.

Xiao He reached out and touched her cheek; it was still a little hot, so her fever hadn't subsided yet. But just as Xiao He's hand touched her face, the girl let out a soft moan, seemingly quite comfortable, and adjusted her position, resting her face on his hand.

So, Xiao He was bound hand in hers, and his other hand was pinned under her cheek, thus sealing him in place and rendering him unable to move.

"..." Xiao He was momentarily embarrassed, and dared not move for fear of waking Ye Wanqing.

A short while later, Xie Haining returned carrying a few steamed buns and a bowl of porridge.

"Little Xiao, I brought you some steamed buns. You can eat them with one hand..." Xie Haining was smiling when she looked up and saw Xiao He's predicament. She paused, then smiled wryly, "Well, it seems like steamed buns aren't very convenient to eat with one hand..."

"Yes..." Xiao He was on the verge of tears.

Xie Haining didn't say anything, but simply sat down next to him and fed him the steamed bun.

Xiao He was actually quite hungry. He swallowed the bun in one gulp, chewed a few times, and then chopped it down, muttering with difficulty, "Water..."

Xie Haining turned around, unscrewed the water bottle, and fed him a big gulp. Xiao He finally breathed a sigh of relief.

"Why don't you just spoil her like this all the time? You two are such dishonest kids," Xie Haining said with a gentle smile, feeding him another steamed bun.

"Hey, my situation with her... it's complicated, hard to say." Xiao He sighed.

"In my opinion, the situation is quite simple," Xie Haining said with a smile. "You love her, and she loves you too, but neither of you dares to show it, as if whoever shows it first will lose..."

"Hmm..." Xiao He pondered, actually feeling that Xie Haining was not wrong.

He did have this thought in his heart, feeling that if he revealed his feelings for Ye Wanqing, it would be as if he had lost to her.

Besides, it's not just about feelings; these factors also probably contribute to the constant bickering between him and Ye Wanqing.

"Do you know what my first thought was after I found out I had this tumor in my brain?" Xie Haining's expression softened even more. "My thought was, I should have spent more time with my daughter and wife. Why did I always have to work overtime and go on business trips? I said it was to earn money to support my family and give them a better life, but that was just a form of self-satisfaction, wasn't it? For them, a better life simply means that I can spend more time with them every day."

"You..." Xiao He wanted to ask him how much time he had left, but the words caught in his throat: it was too cruel.

"Actually, they can be quite annoying sometimes, making me want to lose my temper," Xie Haining said with a smile, feeding Xiao He another steamed bun. "But I always tell myself that tomorrow might be the last day I spend with them, and I don't want their last memory to be of me losing my temper with them. Thinking about this, I calm down again."

"The Miracle Factor within me can heal you, don't worry," Xiao He replied. "You still have plenty of time to spend with them."

"Even so, I will treat every day as if it were my last, spending every day with them," Xie Haining said softly, handing over the water bottle. "You should try it too."

Xiao He took a sip of water and nodded, saying, "That's enough, thank you."

"I'll leave the porridge here. You can feed Wan a little when she Wanqing." Xie Haining placed the porridge aside, stood up, and said softly, "Then I won't disturb your rest any longer."

"Okay, thank you for your help." Xiao He nodded, then, unsure how to address him, simply used his code name, "Candle Dragon..."

Xie Haining smiled slightly, "Just call me Old Xie. Aren't we family? There's no need to be so formal."

"Hmm..." Xiao He recalled the last time he made the "family" statement, and his face flushed.

"Take good care of her, okay?" Xie Haining smiled, patted his shoulder, and then pushed open the door and went out.

Xiao He liked Xie Haining very much. His voice, expression and behavior were all gentle, but he was also very powerful.

Strong yet gentle. Xiao He also wanted to become that kind of person.

It's such a pity that such a good person had a tumor in their brain...

"If only we could completely cure Xie Haining's brain tumor," Xiao He thought. "I'll go ask Sister Man later how much Miracle Factor we need to treat Old Xie's brain tumor... Maybe if our blood types match, I can cure him by giving him a transfusion? I wonder if this method can be used for Wanqing's cold too..."

Thinking this, he turned to look at Ye Wanqing. The girl was sleeping comfortably after taking over both of his hands, and she was no longer tossing and turning.

"Sigh, nothing but bad luck has happened since I met you..." Xiao He sighed to himself.

However, that was a bit against his conscience. Thinking about it carefully, the days of bickering with Ye Wanqing were actually quite happy: her cooking skills were also very good, so he no longer had to eat takeout; there was a feeling of happiness when the two of them ate together, and the dinner table was much more lively; it was also very cozy to go for a walk together after dinner, bickering and teasing each other as they walked.

I used to do everything alone, but now I have to do everything with someone else.

It might feel a little strange at first, but once you get used to it, you'll often think, "It's so nice to be with someone." Whether it's watching a movie, going shopping, or just wandering around aimlessly, nothing will feel strange as long as you have someone with you.

During the few days Ye Wanqing returned to her hometown, she felt empty and as if something was missing. When she saw her return, a corner of her heart breathed a sigh of relief and even cheered.

However, when she returned, everything remained the same; they bickered every day... but they also ate together and took walks together every day.

"Actually, thinking about it makes me quite happy..." Xiao He gently stroked Ye Wanqing's cheek with his only free thumb.

Ye Wanqing remained asleep. Xiao He tried to pull his hand out to wring a towel for her, but Ye Wanqing frowned in displeasure as soon as he pulled his hand away. Xiao He could only quickly change her towel and then let her continue to rest her head on his hand.

The moment I touched her face, the girl immediately quieted down; I didn't know if she was actually asleep or not.

"My shoulders are so sore... I'm hungry and need to go to the toilet," Xiao He complained inwardly.

Time passed slowly, and the two remained in this stalemate until after nine o'clock in the evening when Ye Wanqing finally turned over, sighed softly, and woke up. Her expression was still somewhat dazed, and the color had not returned to her face.

Xiao He seized this rare opportunity to pull his hand out, stretched his limbs, and his bones cracked and popped.

"How are you feeling? Any better?" Xiao He asked, rubbing his shoulders. "Are you hungry?"

"I don't have much of an appetite..." Ye Wanqing's eyes looked like they might close at any moment.

Xiao He reached out and pressed her forehead; her temperature was still a bit high.

"Wait here a moment, I'll go get the doctor." Xiao He said, preparing to get up, but Ye Wanqing suddenly grabbed him, pleading softly, "Don't leave me here alone..."

Seeing her pitiful state, Xiao He felt a pang of pity. He looked around and spotted a call button beside the bed. He pressed it and sat down again next to Ye Wanqing: "Alright, let's wait for them to arrive."

A short while later, a medical worker came over to check on Ye Wanqing's condition.

"Thirty-seven and a half degrees Celsius, the fever should be breaking soon," the medical staff said after checking the temperature. "A little more sleep tonight, and you'll be fine tomorrow."

After seeing the medical staff off, Xiao He patted Ye Wanqing's head. "Did you hear that? Get some more sleep and you'll be fine tomorrow."

"Hmm..." Ye Wanqing responded softly, then tentatively asked, "What about tonight...?"

"I'll stay here with you," Xiao He said decisively. "There's porridge, why don't you have some? You need to replenish your strength."

"Hmm... I'm a little thirsty," Ye Wanqing replied, her voice sounding very weak.

"I'll heat up your porridge, just wait a moment," Xiao He said, carrying the porridge to the duty room next to the infirmary to microwave it. He then added, "I'll be right back, don't worry, I won't leave you behind."

"Okay..." Ye Wanqing mumbled, turned around and lay down with her back to him.

After Xiao He left, Ye Wanqing turned to look at the doorway and secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

"Has he... stayed with me the whole time?" Ye Wanqing wondered to herself, biting her thumb. Then she touched her face, where she could still feel the warmth of Xiao He's hand.