I knew that the old man had many connections before, but I didn't expect to be able to call on such a powerful helper. otbnkotgt After entering the ward, he started to say nothing.
After sitting down and waiting for me to take both antidotes, he sat beside me and watched without saying a word.
This is simply unbelievable to the fat man who always talks nonsense.
"Hey, why don't you talk?"
I asked with a smile.
The fat man looked at me, his expression telling me that he didn't mean to joke with me.
"What's wrong" I asked with an awkward smile.
He suddenly stretched out his hand and grabbed my collar.
The huge force almost lifted me up from the hospital bed.
His eyes were like spitting fire and he stared at me, and his face turned pale with anger.
"Angry" After being brothers for so many years, I still understand why he is angry.
"If you want to die to help me escape next time, then I will find someone to bring your soul back, and then transform it into a little devil who will never be reincarnated."
I have to say this is the sweetest and weirdest threat I have ever heard.
After letting go of his hand, the fat man sat back on the chair, was silent for a moment and said: "I'm going to find someone to get the monster's body back in the next few days.
That thing must be valuable.
After you are discharged from the hospital, talk to the Ling family and Mr.
Tang.
Business, according to the market situation, this monster's corpse can be sold for one hundred thousand.
With this one hundred thousand, plus the money I sent to uncle before, and the money he borrowed these days, he might be able to settle with Lao Maozi first.
If you reconcile, you can go home.”
Speaking of which, the monster's body was indeed still in the forest, and I couldn't get it away under the circumstances.
My body still needs to be nursed back to health, so I can only nod and say, "Thank you for your hard work."
"Don't say it's hard work.
Without you, I wouldn't be able to make so much money, and I might have died a long time ago.
Luo Qiong is fine after drinking the antidote.
Don't worry, rest in peace and recover.
I'll come see you in a few days."
The fat man left the ward after explaining a few words.
I lay down and looked at the ceiling of the ward.
It was very quiet everywhere.
I didn't have to experience the danger of life and death.
I thought of Yudie for no reason.
That day, she was obviously sitting in the car, but why didn't she look at me?
Was it intentional?
"This ward, the bed in the middle."
The nurse's voice came, and it seemed that someone was hospitalized again.
I turned my head and glanced, but to my surprise, the person walking in was the person I just thought about.
Yudie was wearing a white coat, with a needle for watering in one hand.
Her face was ugly but she still couldn't conceal her beauty.
There was no one around.
Did she come to the hospital alone?
She looked back and happened to see me.
When their eyes met, she was a little surprised but didn't show any exaggeration.
She nodded to me, and then walked to the bed next to me.
I couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed.
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This hospital seemed to have no separate wards for men and women.
I didn't expect that I would be able to meet the girl I like after being hospitalized to recover from my injuries.
It was considered a kind of fate.
The nurse pulled up the isolation cloth on the hospital bed, and then said: "The beds are currently tight.
I will help you move to the lesbian ward in a few days.
In the past few days, when you change clothes, you have to pull the curtain or let Our nurses can help you."
This nurse's attitude was pretty good.
At that time, there were many nurses who were indifferent to people.
Yudie was lying on the hospital bed, hanging from the water.
I really wanted to find something to say, but then I thought about how awkward I was with her boyfriend that day, and she didn't come out to say a few words, so I felt angry and just gave up.
Take a nap with your eyes closed and your mouth open.
The atmosphere was a little awkward.
About an hour later, I heard a voice coming from beside me.
"Why are you hospitalized?"
Yudie took the initiative to open the topic, and I couldn't help but feel a little proud.
It was you who took the initiative to squint your eyes, deliberately yawned, and said, "Uh-huh, I helped a few friends and had a fight.
I came in when I was injured." ” To be honest, when I was young, I always felt that pretending to be a gangster was very cool.
Fighting, standing out, pretending to be the big brother, etc. were all very cool things in the minds of boys.
But in fact, it was another matter for these words to fall into the girl's ears, but I didn't understand this at that time.
Yudie nodded and said, "You seem to love fighting."
I was startled, but I didn't hear the kindness in her words, so I said nonchalantly: "When a brother is in trouble, you should always give him a helping hand, haha."
Yudie stopped talking and slowly closed her eyes, as if falling asleep.
This time it was me who was not calm anymore.
There was such a beautiful woman lying next to me, and she had been with me for a long time.
How could we just be ordinary friends?
Wouldn't it be beautiful if we could develop some feelings?
But I’m not usually very articulate, and now I can’t hold it in for a long time.
I thought about it for a while and then said, “Then what’s wrong with you?”
After I said it, I felt it was inappropriate.
If someone has a disease that is not convenient for them to talk about, wouldn’t it make them uncomfortable if I ask this?
Yudie smiled and replied: "It's a small problem, it's nothing."
"Oh, the body is still important.
Our body is the capital of the revolution.
If the body collapses, how can we complete the Long March?"
I said a few words, and then it became quiet again.
This atmosphere of having nothing to say really made me embarrassed.
"Didn't your boyfriend come to accompany you?"
I still couldn't help but ask this question.
In my youth, I actually hoped that she would answer that she no longer had a boyfriend.
But unfortunately, it was just a dream.
Yudie shook her head and said, "He is abroad recently.
He will come back to see me in a few days."
"oh" I'm still disappointed in my heart, but fortunately it doesn't show on my face, or maybe it does show but I'm trying to control it.
Some psychologists say that there is actually no love in the world of men.
All love is actually the desire and possessiveness for sex.
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I don’t completely agree with this statement, but I don’t have the right to say it.
When I was twenty years old, I had never been in a serious relationship.
No matter what, the originally boring hospitalization suddenly turned into a wonderful time that made me secretly happy.
We chatted every day.
From the embarrassment at the beginning, we became more and more able to chat.
Sometimes we even chatted until late at night.
The nurse often came to remind us to go to bed. .
"Ba Xiaoshan, you said that if a person can only live for a few more years at most, is it necessary to find a romantic partner?"
Yudie often comes up with some strange ideas and then asks me immediately.
I thought about it and replied: "I think it is necessary.
Don't we often tell people who are terminally ill that they should eat, drink, and do whatever they want?
Why?
Isn't it because we want them to be happy before they leave?"
Heart.
Then if you can fall in love happily before you die, why not?"
"Would that be unfair to the other half?
I mean, I am obviously going to die, but I still fall in love with someone else.
I can leave without regrets.
Then wouldn't the lover left behind be very pitiful?"
Yudie shook her head and asked.
"What you say makes sense, but I think things should be thought of the other way around.
What is the probability that a person can find true love?
Aren't most people living their lives in confusion?
If a person can find his true love, then even if it's just Being able to love each other for years, months, days or even minutes is also a blessing.”
I opened my mouth to answer, but these words silenced Yudie.
It was late at night, and I thought she might have fallen asleep.
My time in the hospital would have been better if some nasty guy hadn't shown up.
A week later, Yudie’s boyfriend, the guy who sat in the Cadillac and gave way to me last time, appeared in the ward.
"How can you live in a ward with all bunk beds and a shared ward for men and women?
I will immediately arrange for you to take you to Hong Kong for medical treatment, where you will stay in the best VIP ward."
He sat next to Yudie, held Yudie's hand and said with concern on his face.
I raised my eyebrows and looked away to sneer.
"I've been thinking about something for a long time.
Maybe it's time to tell you."
Yudie spoke in a deep voice.
"I also have something to say to you."
The man looked excited.
"Let's break up" "Let's get married" I heard two different voices say two completely different sentences in an instant
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