Chapter 1035: Originally Called Mu Han

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

Tsing Yi's words touched the most vulnerable part of the alcoholic's heart. He completely collapsed, tears kept streaming, and his whole body ached from crying.

"sorry Sorry……"

He said sorry over and over again, and his body and mind were in unbearable pain.

Seeing the alcoholic who is getting more and more out of control, Tsing Yi panics and is at a loss.

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

He cupped his thin face with both hands and kept wiping away his tears.

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

Tsing Yi kept comforting him, thinking that his losing control of his emotions was due to the pain and suffering he endured alone during this period, but it was not.

"No, it's not about this..."

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

He is afraid.

He was terribly afraid that one day Tsing Yi would find out that he approached Jun Moyan with a purpose...

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

"Don't cry, you just had an operation, and your body is still in pain, so don't get excited."

"Woooo..."

The drunkard couldn't calm down for a while.

He even almost had the urge to tell Tsing Yi about Ge Ge and that person, but he held back in the end.

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

Tsing Yi leaned over and pressed his forehead against the alcoholic's forehead, and kept wiping tears on his face with both hands.

"Stop crying, it's okay..."

"With me here, don't be afraid."

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

After a while, under Tsing Yi's comforting voices, the drunkard's mood gradually stabilized.

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

Then he took his hand again. When he saw his bony hands full of needles, Tsing Yi's heart felt as if he had been punched hard twice, feeling stuffy and painful.

The fingertips rubbed lightly on the back of his hand full of needles, and he was so distressed that he couldn't say a word.

"... I look like this now, isn't it ugly?"

Tsing Yi raised her eyes to look at him, then shook her head with a smile: "In my heart, you will always be the prettiest."

The drunkard smiled: "Brother, you are so kind."

"In the future, don't leave brother and run around alone. Without you by my side, I won't feel uneasy about anything I do."

"……it is good."

Tsing Yi lowered her head and wiped his hands, then continued to pick up the insulated box and feed him porridge.

Seeing the patient's identity information hanging on the corner of the bed, Tsing Yi looked over.

"Mu, Han.?"

Tsing Yi read it word by word, her tone sounded light, but there was a wave of waves in her heart.

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 spoke very lightly, without looking at the drunkard, as if he was talking to himself.

The drunkard lowered his eyes, feeling heavy and complicated.

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

Turning to look at the drunkard who lowered his head and said nothing, Tsing Yi didn't think about knowing anything from him.

No matter what happened to him in the past, it is no longer important to him. He will take good care of him in the future, and will not let him feel the helplessness, fear and despair during this time.

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