Afterward, Li Jing and Zhang Xinxin chatted for a long ti in the hospital room, the sound of their fragnted conversation occasionally echoing in the air.
According to Zhang Xinxin's suggestion, the two decided to go out for a walk.
Li Jing carefully walked to the bedside and personally helped Zhang Xinxin change into clean and comfortable clothes, his actions gentle, fearing to hurt her.
At this mont, Zhang Xinxin was extrely weak from the tornt of illness, and even standing seed difficult, let alone walking for a long ti.
Seeing this, Li Jing carried her onto the wheelchair, firmly gripping the wheelchair's handles, and pushed her out of the ward toward the hospital's back garden.
Although this hospital charged steep fees, the environnt was indeed impeccable.
Behind the inpatient departnt, the hospital had ticulously crafted a delicate garden, with winding pebble paths weaving through the lush greenery, various flowers competing in beauty, and the occasional chirping of birds could be heard.
This had beco the perfect place for inpatients to rest and relax daily.
Li Jing slowly pushed Zhang Xinxin, who was sitting in the wheelchair, strolling along the garden path bathed in fragnted sunlight.
The wheelchair rolled over the stone path, emitting a slight "creaking" sound.
Zhang Xinxin seed to have been out of touch with the outside world for a long ti, she lifted her head slightly, greedily gazing at the beautiful scenery before her.
The blooming flowers swayed in the wind, sending wafts of fragrance into the air; people ca and went, so leisurely strolling, so pausing to converse.
These ordinary scenes seed particularly precious to her at this mont, with various complex emotions surging in her heart.
Her voice carried a slight huskiness as she began to speak softly, "I used to think I was young, with endless energy. My mind was full of making more money and spending it, never caring about my health.
Now that I am truly ill, I realize that health is the most precious wealth. No matter how much external material, it's not worth a good body."
As she spoke, she sighed softly, her eyes appeared sowhat wistful.
Listening to her words, Li Jing rely nodded, not saying much, silently continuing to push the wheelchair, wandering slowly in the garden.
The gentle breeze brushed by, carrying the fragrance of flowers and grass, softly stirring Zhang Xinxin's hair.
Feeling this gentle wind, a hint of longing flickered in her eyes, as she softly asked, "Brother Jing, will I get better? Can my body really recover as it once was?"
Li Jing thought of the words An Tong had previously said to him, and complex feelings arose in his heart.
But he quickly adjusted his mood, put on a gentle smile, and firmly replied, "As long as you listen to the doctor's advice and cooperate with the treatnt, your body will surely gradually get better."
Upon hearing Li Jing's response, Zhang Xinxin's pale face blossod with a radiant smile, she nodded vigorously, hope rekindled in her eyes:
"I believe my body will definitely get better. Once I'm fully recovered, I'll go traveling with Brother Jing, be your assistant, and together we'll see a lot of beautiful scenery."
These words were both for Li Jing and as self-encouragent.
Looking at her full of longing expression, Li Jing felt deeply moved, he remained silent for a mont before nodding: "Alright, I'll wait for that day, then I'll take you to see all kinds of scenery."
Receiving Li Jing's promise, Zhang Xinxin was as happy as a child, her lips curving upwards.
However, the slight redness in her eyes and the faint glimr of moisture at the corners of her eyes silently testified that she was not as strong as she appeared.
Li Jing stayed with Zhang Xinxin until nightfall, during dinner, he even personally fed her the al.
Throughout the whole day, Zhang Xinxin seed especially spirited, her face continuously exuding a heartfelt smile.
Even as Li Jing prepared to leave the ward, Zhang Xinxin's smile never faded in the slightest.
An Tong, seeing Zhang Xinxin radiant, contentedly remarked to Li Jing by her side:
"I think today must be the happiest day Xinxin has had in a long ti."
Li Jing didn't say much, just waved to Zhang Xinxin, then turned with An Tong to leave the ward.
Zhang Xinxin watched the two of them leave, sitting quietly on the hospital bed motionless.
As ti passed, her smile gradually faded, leaving only a dazed, numb expression.
At that mont, a nurse pushed the door open, upon seeing the scene inside, she asked, "Have your friends left? Next, you need a change of IV fluid, lie down on the bed."
Zhang Xinxin nodded chanically, responding in a flat tone "Alright," then slowly lay down, extending her arm to wait for the nurse to proceed.
Her gaze vacantly fixed on the ceiling, lost in thought.
The nurse skillfully hung the IV bag, connected it to the catheter in Zhang Xinxin's arm, and suddenly noticed her unusual state, asking curiously: "Xinxin, what's wrong with you? Why are you crying?"
Zhang Xinxin suddenly snapped back to reality, hurriedly raised her hand to wipe away the tears at the corner of her eyes and forced a smile, "N-no, I'm just too happy. It's rare for Brother Jing to visit ."
The nurse, curious, asked: "Who is he to you? Your boyfriend? I heard he seems to have paid all your dical bills?"
Zhang Xinxin was silent for a mont, her eyes filled with complexity: "He's not my boyfriend, but he's better to than a boyfriend, he's my benefactor."
The nurse raised her eyebrows, seemingly half-understanding, advised her to rest well, then turned to leave.
The room returned to silence, Zhang Xinxin took a deep breath, lying flat on the bed, then slowly picked up her phone.
As the screen lit up, the photo taken with Li Jing today appeared in front of her, in the photo, the two sat shoulder to shoulder, the garden flowers and warm sun made the scene feel incredibly gentle, she was smiling at the cara while Li Jing's sideways glance at her was full of warmth.
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