After finally hearing this voice again, everyone was crying.

【Bada!】

【Ah Zai!!】

【Bada!!】

Kou Qiu said: [Azai, where are you? You just said you have hands?]

The system stared at the piece of arm in front of him and then tentatively opened it. The five short fingers quickly separated and closed again.

【...】

This is really its hand.

Where did it come from the human form?

The system widened its eyes and took a long time to see the room he was in. It was not big, but it was quite warm. There were a few cartoon toys hanging on the top and shaking around his head. The system subconsciously reached out to grab it, but after stretching it for a long time, it was not enough.

It's even more confused.

Someone pushed the door in at the door. He was a woman. Although she couldn't be considered particularly beautiful, she had a gentle and clean charm. She loosened her long hair and tied her ponytail with a solid-colored sweater on her body. She reached out to hug him and coaxed her, "Good baby..."

The system swallowed.

The man behind him also followed in, shaking a bottle on his hand, dripping it on the back of his hand and testing the temperature, "Hey now?"

"Well," said the woman, turning her back to give him a seat, "Be careful and feed him well."

The man was quite stout, but he was very careful in his movements, "I understand."

The pacifier was stuffed in. The milk powder brewed inside was warm and had a sweet fragrance. The system unconsciously opened its mouth, sucking it sweetly. It took a long time to remember to report his current situation to his host.

Kou Qiu was very anxious: [This is reincarnation? Look, can you see the name of your family?]

The system then looked around, and finally his eyes were concentrated on the notebook on the table, stretching his hands to try hard to go to that place. Both men and women were parents for the first time, and they took two things tentatively. They saw that he kept reaching out, and finally took the notebook over, "I want this?"

The system blinked and identified the handwriting on it.

【Have it!】

It said, "Two words are reported, [Xiong Gang!]

Kou Qiu:【......】

Kou Qiu:【.........】

Kou Qiu:【............】

What?

The name Xiong Gang is not unfamiliar, but too familiar.

Kou Qiu swallowed, reached out to touch the phone, and dialed a number.

After beating twice, the phone was connected. The neighbor's voice was very strong, "Oh, Qiu?"

Kou Qiu pinched his cell phone and asked, "Brother Xiong, have you been home?"

"Yes," Xiong Gang adjusted his sitting position so that the child in his arms could drink more conveniently. "Didn't this the doctor said that your sister-in-law and your nephew have nothing to do? You can take it back, so I'll bring the person back."

He still didn't understand and asked, "What's wrong?"

Kou Qiu: "..."

It's nothing, but our cub has become one.

What should I say? Your son has actually been a son for me for several lifetimes. I really want to continue to be his father now?

Kou Qiu was in a dilemma, thought for a while, but finally swallowed this. He thought that after he was officially discharged from the hospital, he would buy something to go to Brother Xiong's house to see if he could be a godfather for the newborn child. With the friendship between the two families, it was not difficult.

The system choked and said: [Dad, hurry up.]

Without you and my dad and husband, I was so panicked that I was so panicked.

Old Mr. Kou hurriedly agreed.

He tidied up his hospital gown, but suddenly saw a piece of white clothes shaking at the door. When he raised his eyes, Dr. Lin put his hands in his pockets and stood in front of the door, looking at him without blinking.

Kou Qiu was a little surprised and said, "Doctor Lin?"

"--Um."

The person at the door responded and stepped in. I wonder if it was Kou Qiu's illusion, but he always felt that the person's walking posture had changed slightly. The man walked to the table, flipped through the medical records on his head, and then closed the notebook, his voice was low, "How is it recovering?"

Kou Qiu's plaster on his legs has been removed and was waiting for the dressing to change. He rolled up his wide blue and white trousers' legs, revealing his white calves, which were always indoors and had never been exposed to the sun. He hadn't walked too many ways, and there was not even muscle on his legs, and the pale blue blood vessels were very visible. He stretched his legs and said, "It's no longer hurt in the past two days."

The man nodded and sat down on the hospital bed.

Kou Qiu's heart shrank and his legs were squeezing. Dr. Lin fixed his ankle, his lips were pursed tightly, and his fingers slid on the scars left after the operation. The doctor's nails were trimmed straight and neat, and his fingers were slender. When they touched, they were as light as feathers swept across.

Very itchy.

Kou Qiu frowned unconsciously, trying to retract his legs, but he was helpless and the man grabbed it tightly, "Doctor Lin?"

Have you been holding it for too long?

The man said, "I'll look at the scar."

Kou Qiu responded in a silence, hesitated for a moment, and spoke again.

"Yes, Dr. Kelin..."

“The scars from my surgery are on the calf.”

You've touched your thighs now.

The man raised his head and his throat suddenly shrank. The young man was obviously not used to this body being touched like this. He lowered his head and there were three clear whirls in the black hair above his head. When he looked down, he could still see his white and thin neck. The hair on the back collar was fluffy and a little golden.

Just pinched it like this, it was like it was about to crush it.

Dr. Lin took back his hand, but it seemed as if he had burnt spots on the skin.

“Is the activity convenient?”

He asked.

Kou Qiu said: "It's okay..."

"Your injury has not healed yet," said the man, "I'll avoid going to places that are prone to slip in the past few days."

He paused and said it even more clearly, "especially in the bathroom."

Kou Qiu was a little embarrassed, gritted his teeth and his voice was very small, "But I can't do anything about this..."

Before he finished speaking, his face couldn't help but turn red. The man looked at his red earlobe with dark eyes, pursed his lips, then stretched out his hand, and took out something from under the bed.

A green pot.

“—Use this.”

It's a urinal.

Kou Qiu's face turned red.

It is not actually the first time I used the urinal. After the operation, my body is inconvenient, but I still have to carry out daily metabolic activities. Most of the time I rely on this. However, many young nurses in the hospital are familiar with him. They know that he is thin-skinned, so they secretly took out the pot, put it on the foot of the bed, and went out by themselves. After a while, they came over again, and quietly poured the urinal, and they didn't mention these two words.

It's not like Dr. Lin today, he said this directly.

The young man stretched out his hand and hurriedly put the pot back, "I understand."

The man didn't leave.

"I know how to use it?"

Kou Qiu's ears are even redder, "Doctor Lin, it's not the first time I'm hospitalized."

He felt a little strange in his heart. Lin Xiu did not usually speak in this way. In two of the three sentences, there were often two sentences with guns and sticks, and he had to be ashamed of others to feel comfortable. It was not like the present, but every sentence in his words seemed to be deliberately teasing him.

But looking at the man's serious and serious expression, Kou Qiu couldn't help but give up this idea a little more.

Although Lin Xiu usually speaks as an accustomed person, he is always very serious when facing work and never jokes.

He moved his legs, feeling that he was afraid he was thinking too much, so he pulled the quilt up and lay back.

Lin Xiu was applying medicine to him.

The brown ointment was applied on a large area. Kou Qiu's skin was thin, and the newly grown scar was sensitive. He rubbed it with a little force by the man's warm palm, almost even his scalp was numb. He pursed his lips hard until he couldn't stand it. He forced a few words, "Doctor Lin..."

The voice was filled with a pleading voice, and the man let go.

"Gentle, be gentle," Kou Qiu said, still frowning, his forehead was scattered, and he was sweating, "It's going to be broken."

There were spots of sweat on his forehead, which penetrated into his hair, and even the roots were a little watery. The man paused and did not let go of his hand. Instead, he pressed his other palm up and rubbed it around in circles.

"It won't be broken," Lin Xiu lowered his head and said briefly, "I'm there."

Kou Qiu gritted his teeth and did not make any more noise.

After the medicine was finished, the cast and bandage were put on again, and his clothes were a little wet. As soon as the man had gone out with the medicine bottle, he took out another clean hospital gown from the bedside table, grabbed the edge of the piece he was wearing now, flipped up, took off his whole clothes, and started changing clothes with his back to the door.

Lin Xiu didn't leave.

He was actually standing outside the ward door, staring through the glass. The man's fingers fumbled in his pocket, but didn't find anything.
To be continued...