A young nurse in a white coat walked into the ward.
"Who's shouting? Don't you know you can't make loud noises in the ward?"
Lu Yuan faced Jiang Lai and said, "Nurse, get her away. I don't want to be in the same ward with her."
The little nurse said: "I'm sorry, it's not my decision to arrange the ward, but I can help you report it to the superiors to see if there are any extra beds in the hospital. If there are, I will naturally help you move the ward. If not, I will help you move to the ward. , then you can only endure it."
The words were very polite and tactful, but Lu Yuan knew that since Jiang Haokun could transfer Jiang Lai to this ward, he must have settled the situation with the doctor and reflected upwards that transferring the ward was useless.
"I want to be discharged from the hospital, I want to be discharged from the hospital!"
Seeing that transfer to the ward failed, he started making noises about being discharged from the hospital.
"Whether you can be discharged from the hospital or not depends on the doctor." The nurse looked around and asked, "Where are your family members?"
"Oh, I am." Lin Yue said, "He is an orphan. He has no parents or sisters. I am his uncle. If you need anything in the future, just ask me."
"Keep an eye on him and don't yell. It will affect the rest of the patients in other wards."
At this time, Gan Jing walked in from the outside. He must have heard their conversation and said with an apologetic look: "Sorry, he just came back from the United States and has not recovered from the jet lag, and this kind of disease... It is inevitable that he will feel irritable. Alas, the United States The doctor there said he was on a hunger strike and had suicidal tendencies, so we had no choice but to take him back to China to take care of him."
The young nurse cast a pitiful look at Lu Yuan and nodded: "Then I'll give him some Valium when doing the infusion later. It's good for countering jet lag."
"Nurse, nurse, don't listen to them, I want to be discharged... please handle my discharge..."
Lu Yuan yelled on the bed again, but unfortunately this time, the nurse didn't even look back even though he broke his throat.
The door card clicked shut, and Lin Yue walked over and locked the door. When he returned to the front of the ward, Lu Yuan was looking at his beloved woman with incomprehensible eyes.
"Gan Jing, you and him...you...why do you do this to me? Why?"
"..."
"If she doesn't do that, will you return home obediently? I used to love Jiang Lai very much. If you want to ask why, she used to be very obedient. Unfortunately, the older she gets, the more willful she is. Now she's better, and she's back to her original obedient self. , since she likes you so much, the elder brother will naturally fulfill her wishes."
"Jiang Haokun, you...I xxx, you two...a pair of bitches."
He was cursing again, and Gan Jing did not escape the fate of being greeted by relatives.
"Do you know what I did after I came back from the United States?" Lin Yue opened the briefcase on the bedside table and took out a set of silver needles used for acupuncture. He twirled a finger and walked to Lu Yuan: "The doctor said that Chinese medicine is very good. Miraculously, massage techniques combined with acupuncture can achieve the magical effect of acupuncture in martial arts, but it has to be practiced on people, and everyone's reaction is different. I don't know if the skills I just learned can make you quiet. a little."
He smiled and faced Gan Jing again: "I won't stab him to death."
"Jiang Haokun, you beast!"
Lu Yuan's entire face was distorted into an unearthly shape, with veins twisting under his face. However, he soon became silent. Although his eyes were still turning, his mouth could be opened, and his brain could think, he could not speak. He could only hiss. Take a breather.
After a few injections, he lost his voice.
"Don't worry, you won't lose your voice permanently. You will recover after a while. But if you continue to disturb other patients' rest like today, then don't blame me for giving you more injections. Although being mute is quite good. , but that would be too inhumane, don’t you think? Good buddy."
Lu Yuan couldn't speak, but that didn't mean that he couldn't hear or understand.
He seemed to be staring out his eyes, and there were raised veins under his red skin, which showed how angry and hateful he was.
"Do you think this is too much? But I am just avenging Jiang Lai."
At first, Gan Jing felt that what he did was a bit cruel, but after hearing this, he put aside his personal emotions and thought carefully about it, and it made sense. In a normal family, his sister was taken advantage of by a man, and finally broke down and committed suicide by jumping off the building. What will be done? Shouldn't I avenge my sister?
It's just that everyone thinks that Jiang Haokun and Jiang Lai have severed their relationship, and they don't understand why he still wants to go through this muddy water. But they are brother and sister after all. No matter how they fight at home, it can't change the fact that they are siblings. .
"Forget it about Jiang Lai, now it's time to settle the accounts between the two of us." Lin Yue said expressionlessly: "I kindly invited you to attend Gan Jing's birthday party, but you disturbed my proposal ceremony and even bothered me afterwards. They smashed up my home and made me laugh in public. As my predecessor did this, should the current one take revenge?"
Lu Yuan's mouth opened, but unfortunately no sound came out.
"I promised you to take care of her? Marrying her means taking care of her. Didn't I take good care of her enough before you returned home? Since you are an ex-boyfriend, you should be self-aware and measured." Lin Yue's expression changed slightly after saying this.
"I thought of a good idea. You said you have been together since college and you haven't touched her for three or four years since you were in love, right? How about feasting your eyes today?"
He suddenly pulled the curtain on Jiang Lai's side and pushed Gan Jing forward. She bumped into the bedside table, knocking over the cup and fruit basket placed on it, and the oranges and bananas fell to the floor.
Then there was a cry of surprise.
"ah."
"Haokun, what are you doing?"
"No, don't...don't be here..."
"Someone will...will break in."
"How could you, let go, don't... ugh..."
"..."
Twenty minutes later, with the clicking sound of high heels, Gan Jing opened the door and ran out. The wind that slipped in through the crack of the door crossed the hospital bed and fluttered the curtain in the middle.
Lin Yue walked to the bedside and looked down at Lu Yuan's pale face: "You know, in another world, you let Gan Jing wear the shoes you gave her to marry someone else. Here, between you and Jiang Before we get married, I will also give you a gift that will disgust you for the rest of your life, so, e=mc^2, mathematics is really an interesting subject."
He patted him on the shoulder.
"Tomorrow Peng Jiahe and Xu Li, as well as Big Man, Slim Man, Steven and others will come to the ward to attend your and Jiang Lai's wedding ceremony, so be happy."
"Life is short, enjoy yourself while you can."
He waved his hand and left.
Life is short, why should we enjoy ourselves now?
Lu Yuan looked at the paralyzed patient reflected on the TV screen. How could he enjoy himself like this?
And the so-called wedding between him and Jiang Lai, held in the ward? Does it mean that everyone who knows him should come and look at his face and see his current miserable state?
He thought of Peng Jiahe again.
Not only Gan Jing, but also she betrayed him!
Jiang Haokun, you devil.
He wanted to shout, but unfortunately there was only a rough, grinding breath in his throat, which couldn't even cover up the beeping sound from the heart monitor, let alone disturb the people in the corridor.
His only audience was Jiang Lai, but she lay there as motionless as a piece of wood.
The matter is now done, and it's too late to regret.
Lin Yue kept his word and held a wedding for Jiang Lai and Lu Yuan in the hospital ward. He also invited Feng Yufang, Fatty, Slim, Big Guy, Lei Dong, Director Liao and others to attend. This made Lu Yuan felt like he was the same monkey that the trainer used to entertain the audience in the circus.
Peng Jiahe came, so did Gan Jing, and the old lady.
Lu Yuan didn't think this was a special wedding, but more like a memorial service.
He is still alive, but already dead.
…
Half a month later, Xu Li's house.
Lin Yue carried her to the bed, turned around and went into the bathroom, turned on the faucet and took a hot shower, then put the bathrobe on his body and returned to the bedroom with wet hair.
Pa~
The lighter cap made a crisp banging sound, and a small flame lit the cigarette.
Suck~
Phew~
Lin Yue took a breath, turned slightly, tapped the ashtray on the bedside table, and watched the ashes fall.
嘤咛……
Xu Li next to her finally regained her strength, turned over, and put her arms around his waist.
"What happened to you today? You almost tortured me to death."
"Is there any?"
Lin Yue patted her hand on his body, but did not tell her the truth, because there were still a few days until 2016, and the main task was almost completed. It was time to return to reality. In this case, he must love her more. Love her.
As I said before, life is short, you should enjoy yourself while you can.
"Gan Jing came to see me yesterday." Xu Li propped up her body and looked into his eyes: "Tell me, she and I... what are you going to do?"
