The little nurse behind the reception desk is quite cute.
She has cute and lively short hair, round and plump cheeks, bright and vivid eyes, and her small dimples and fangs are revealed when she smiles. She is not a great beauty, but she is lovable.
After noticing Luo Binhan's gaze, she deliberately said "Ouch" and covered her mouth with a smile: "Are you here to see your girlfriend?"
Luo Binhan twitched the corner of his mouth and said calmly: "No, look at an old classmate. A man."
The little nurse laughed even harder. She pointed at the flowers in Luo Binhan's hand and asked with a little trembling: "Look, man, are you giving me such a large handful of red roses?"
"Uh...haha, I'm holding this for someone else, not for the patient." Luo Binhan tried his best to maintain a smile and said, "The roses are for beautiful women, how about giving them to you?"
"No, no, I don't dare to ask for it." The little nurse said with a smile, "Come up quickly, I'll register you. It's in room 302."
Luo Binhan thanked him and climbed up the stairs next to him. On a weekday morning, there were not many people in the hospital. He held flowers in one hand and walked up to the third floor smoothly.
After going up, he remembered that he should bring some more fruits. But it was too troublesome to go out and buy it now, so he gave up in the end. Anyway, the other party should be discharged from the hospital in less than two days.
When he came to the door of 302, he knocked twice. Someone vaguely said "Please come in" from inside, and he pushed the door open and entered.
There was only one young man in the ward. He half sat on the bed by the window and turned to look out the window. The weather was clear that day, the sun was shining brightly, and the blue sky could be seen outside.
Luo Binhan didn't speak for a while, he just stood by the door and looked at the patient silently. Compared with a few months ago, Zhou Yu was obviously thinner. The look of him wearing a hospital gown is reminiscent of a death row inmate before his execution.
He shook his head to clear the ominous thoughts from his mind, then deliberately put on a carefree attitude, and laughed at a high voice: "Zhou Yu! I see you are here!"
As soon as the words came out of his mouth, he was also shocked by himself. He didn't expect this voice to shout so loudly. Fortunately, no paramedics came in to rush him.
After hearing his cry, Zhou Yu on the hospital bed slowly turned his head.
There wasn't much expression on that face, and he just nodded slightly towards Luo Binhan. The dead man's face looked the same as before, which made Luo Binhan sigh in relief.
After greeting him, the patient's eyes couldn't help but fall on the delicate and beautiful bouquet of ninety-nine red roses.
"...Haha, don't ask. If you ask, I will be tricked."
As Luo Binhan said this, he pulled up a chair and sat beside the bed, placing the bouquet on the cabinet: "Just leave it here for you, don't say it was from me... My mother wants to know that I gave this flower to a man, she He could beat the defendant to death and then fly back from abroad to kill me on the spot."
Zhou Yu twitched the corners of his mouth and smiled. They were classmates in middle and high school, and he had long heard of Luo's mother's deeds. It can be said that 90% of Luo Binhan's reputation in high school was brought about by his unconventional and refined mother.
After laughing, the atmosphere fell into silence again.
"I heard that you slit your wrists at your own home."
After a long time, Luo Binhan finally broke the silence and said somewhat unnaturally: "I haven't been able to contact you in the past two months. I didn't expect to hear such a thing as soon as I came up...Comrade Zhou, you are too worried."
"I'm not trying to kill myself."
After Zhou Yu finished saying this, he closed his mouth tightly again.
Luo Binhan stared at him strangely. Due to the other party's mental condition, he did not dare to ask too deeply. He could only say: "You fell at home like that, didn't you commit suicide by slitting your wrists? When your old man heard about this, he almost had a heart attack."
To describe it in such words is an understatement. If the news that Luo Binhan heard was true, then Zhou Yu's condition when he was discovered can only be described as terrifying.
Zhou Yu cut his wrists in the toilet of his apartment. But not in the bathtub, but in the farthest corner of the toilet. It was precisely because he did not put his hand in the water after cutting his wrist that the blood in the wound coagulated quickly and he could be rescued.
The first person to discover Zhou Yu was the gatekeeper of the community. After receiving a call from Zhou Yu, he opened the door as required and found the head of the household lying in a pool of blood.
It is said that the apartment was decorated in a very strange way at that time. All the furniture and furnishings are piled in the center of the living room, stacked from the floor to the chandelier. All the corners were filled with quilts and other soft materials, and many small holes were drilled into the wall facing the outside of the building.
The remaining unused space was covered in red paint with weird symbols.
The situation in the toilet where Zhou Yu collapsed was even more horrifying. The position where his body fell was in the farthest corner, and a low cabinet in the study was deliberately blocked against the wall, forming a blind spot that could not be seen from the toilet door. If he hadn't seen the blood flowing from the edge of the bookcase, I'm afraid the doorman wouldn't have discovered him so quickly.
Given that the scene was like a cult sacrifice at that time, the security guard was considered dedicated if he didn't run away on the spot.
At that time, the door was locked from the inside and the key was hidden under the door mat, basically eliminating the possibility of outsiders committing crimes. The unconscious Zhou Yu still held a scalpel in his right hand, which was the tool used to cut his wrists.
No matter how you look at it, this incident is a suicide act by a mentally abnormal person.
Luo Binhan learned about this incident two days after the incident. Zhou's father, who was attending a medical seminar overseas, called him and asked him to check on Zhou Yu's condition.
"Zhou Yu may need a friend to accompany him now... please."
After my father's person explained the request in such a concise manner, he hung up the communication and did not intend to return home immediately.
Although it would be troublesome to think so, Luo Binhan always felt that the Zhou family had a unique personality. Should I say restrained or indifferent? They rarely seem to show their emotions. This is not only true for Zhou's father, but also for Zhou Yu as a friend when he was a student. Therefore, when he learned that his always self-disciplined friend was hospitalized in such a condition, he immediately stopped his seaside vacation and flew back overnight to visit.
"...Haha, forget it, as long as everything is fine."
In the end, Luo Binhan could only talk about the whole thing in one sentence. No matter why Zhou Yu committed suicide, there is no need to stimulate the injured now. He said with a nonchalant smile: "This is called surviving a catastrophe, but you will be blessed later. It just so happens that we haven't seen each other for a few months. You will be discharged from the hospital in two days, and we will go to the banquet hall to have a meal together. How about washing away the bad luck?"
While speaking, he secretly observed Zhou Yu's expression. Outsiders may not be able to tell, but as a close friend for many years, he can judge the other person's attitude from subtle changes.
From what he could see, Zhou Yu's mood was not bad. But other than that, he seemed to be still thinking about something, a little absent-minded.
Just thinking about the arrangement of Zhou Yu's home when he cut his wrists, he couldn't help but feel anxious. He thought to himself that this kid was also a staunch materialist in the past, so he must not believe in some evil cult temporarily. Like the wheel and lightning, the two of them used to speak with disdain when they mentioned it, but Zhou Yu suddenly became obsessed with it for no reason.
At this time, Zhou Yu suddenly said: "How long are your dreams?"
Luo Binhan was stunned and said half-jokingly: "It depends on what kind of dream it is. If the dream is about a man, he will wake up in three seconds; if it is a beautiful woman, why should he go to home plate?"
This is not true. In fact, Luo Binhan often has dreams that have nothing to do with the opposite sex, and it has nothing to do with that kind of thing. But now, in order to adjust the atmosphere, he deliberately spoke in a greasy, dirty tone.
However, Zhou Yu didn't have any feedback on this, and still seemed to be in a daze.
After a while, he said: "I dreamed about Zhou Yu."
