non-contractual relationship

After this week of contact, Ankang has unconsciously washed away most of the brand of a playboy he had branded on Zheng Feihe when he first met him.

The two quickly packed up and went to the snack street opposite the hospital.

Zheng Feihe wanted to eat everything he saw, as if there was a bottomless pit in his body.Ankang was still a little weary.

After finishing the meal, Ankang received another call from the hospital: Father An's heart rate and blood pressure dropped again.

When Ankang arrived, the rescue was still going on.The nurse explained to Ankang at the door that the patient's condition is not optimistic, and the rescue will continue for half an hour, and they will do their best to rescue the patient.However, if the patient's vital signs still show no sign of recovery during the half-hour rescue, the hospital will declare death.

Ankang's legs went limp and slid down the wall.

Zheng Feihe followed Ankang who was running back to the hospital after answering the phone, just a step behind, and heard the words "Death Announcement", and now seeing Ankang slipped and fell, he didn't know how to comfort him, so he could only stretch out his hands to help him. live.

Zheng Feihe couldn't even say "it will be fine", he felt a little distressed for Ankang.

Death has never been an inevitable thing.A person who is very important in your life is still there, but no matter how hard you try to get close to him, he will never open his eyes to look at you again, and will never become a part of your future life. Those memories of the past will be worn away by time and tampered with by the world in the rest of your life, and finally there will be no dregs left.

We knew all this was going to happen, and even how it happened, but couldn't do anything to change it.

Birth, old age, sickness and death are human nature.

Zheng Feihe just supported Ankang until half an hour later, when the "declaration of death" and the "last look" that the hospital gave Ankang to the intensive care unit out of humanitarianism.

What Zheng Feihe didn't expect was Ankang's sudden calmness.

After Ankang thanked him in a low voice, he pushed his hand away, looked at the intensive care unit with a smile on his face, and said, "I heard from the old man that you can't cry before the bed of the person who is leaving, you must laugh." , otherwise the other party will leave uneasy. Before, when my mother passed away, I cried a lot, but I have never dreamed of her until now. I don’t know if I cried so hard at that time and made her angry .This time I have, I have experience, and I will definitely not cry when I go in later, so that my dad can leave with peace of mind."

Zheng Feihe looked at Ankang, but didn't respond aloud: Such an experience, don't forget it.

The door of the intensive care unit opened again, and the little nurse next to the door handed over two sets of disposable protective clothing, the kind with ties at the back.

This time without waiting for Zheng Feihe to express, after Ankang put on the protective clothing, he turned around and obediently accepted Zheng Feihe's help.After finishing his clothes, he even took the initiative to pick up the clothes and handed them to Zheng Feihe, saying, "It's rare for me to have friends, and my dad hasn't met my friends much yet. I will trouble you today." The words are good words, Even the voice is soft and trembling, and the content is upside down.

Zheng Feihe didn't agree or object, but just said to Ankang: "Let's go."

This sentence seemed to push Ankang invisibly.

He took a deep breath and finally stepped through the door.Father Ann is in the ninth bed, the second room on the left when entering the door.It was obviously not far away, but every time he took a step, Ankang felt flustered.Before I got there, tears were already streaming down my eyes.

While wiping, Ankang persuaded himself: "Why are you crying? We agreed not to cry. Don't cry, don't cry."

Zheng Feihe couldn't stand it, hesitated for a moment, then raised his hand and patted Ankang's head: "Don't think about it."

Ankang lowered his head and smiled stiffly, the smile was so ugly that even Zheng Feihe turned his attention away.

Finally got there.

Ankang tried his best to calm down: "Dad, I'm here to see you."

But when Ankang's eyes drifted to the instruments showing vital signs at the head of the bed through tears, he still couldn't hold back the sadness that kept churning in his heart.

Zheng Feihe heard Ankang's nasal voice, knelt by the bed and muttered.

"Asleep? I lied to you when I said yesterday that I would not take the university entrance exam. Don't be angry with me. How could I not take the university entrance exam? Let's show it to my mother together."

Before he could say a few words, Ankang was so choked up that he couldn't say anything.As soon as he opened his mouth, it was full of gasps and sobs.

Zheng Feihe reminded him: "Don't cry." He was afraid that Ankang would regret it later.

Ankang wiped the tears from his face vigorously, and his face was a little flushed: "I'm not crying, I'm not crying. Dad, don't worry about me, I'm already twenty. You've suffered, now go over there and enjoy yourself. In the future, you must take good care of yourself and your family. Don’t worry about me, go enjoy your life, don’t suffer here..."

Zheng Feihe regretted coming in by himself. This scene was the same as when he sent his grandma away. Thousands of words were obviously stuck in his heart, but he would only repeat the few words "take care of yourself" over and over again, as if lying on the bed. People really just go to another world, and if they say a little more, they can be happier in another world.

But unfortunately, the death light goes out.

In the end, Ankang still lay down next to Papa An and began to cry loudly.

The patient in the next bed went yesterday afternoon, and now there is only one patient in this ward, Anba.

The time to say goodbye always passed quickly, and the 10 minutes agreed with the doctor passed quickly.The nurse walked to the door and urged: "The patient still has surgical wounds on his body. If it is dragged on, it may be deformed. The staff of the mortuary have already arrived, please family members as soon as possible."

Ankang, who was kneeling on the ground, held Papa An's hand and stood up. He stood there for a while, his face was covered with tears, but he smiled stiffly, nodded his head persistently, and said to the nurse: "Thanks."

The nurse froze for a moment, turned around and left without saying anything more.

Ankang turned his back to the hospital bed, staring at the back of the nurse leaving in a daze.

A line of tears flowed down the corner of Dad An's eyes lying on the bed.

Zheng Feihe couldn't see Ankang's dazed look, and noticed Papa An who was crying suddenly. He walked up to Ankang, held Ankang's shoulder, and led him to the hospital bed, saying, "Don't cry. Look, uncle is talking to Ankang. You say goodbye."

Only then did Ankang turn around and sit on the edge of the bed, obsessively wiped away the last tears that Father An shed, said goodbye from the bottom of his heart, stood up simply, left the ward, and never looked back.

When the protective clothing was still at the door, Ankang happened to bump into the staff pushing the cart to go in, and Ankang leaned over in a daze and asked, "Are you here to pick up Anshun?"

The staff didn't expect to meet someone who would argue with him, so he smiled honestly, opened his notebook, and looked it up: "That's right, it was a Zheng..." Mr. contacted.

Ankang interrupted the staff: "Can you please be gentle when you go in to pick him up?"

The staff may have seen such scenes a lot, so they nodded, and pushed the car in.

Ankang walked away slowly, and found a seat outside the operating room in front to sit down.

Zheng Feihe didn't speak, and sat beside him silently.

The staff inside came out quickly, but now there was a white bag on the pulley cart that was empty just now. Ankang chased after him and followed them all the way to the morgue.Zheng Feihe originally followed, got off the elevator and turned a corner, and was stopped by the bodyguard when he was approaching the door of the mortuary.

"Next, don't follow. If there is anything that needs to be done, I will do it for you."

Zheng Feihe watched Ankang turn into an alley, but he was stopped suddenly. He was a little annoyed for the first time, but he still patiently said to the bodyguard: "You can't do this, move your hand away now. "

The bodyguard heard Zheng Feihe's anger and asked, "Have you never been angry because of our protection before?"

"The past was the past, and the present is the present." Zheng Feihe's temper was a bit obvious.

The bodyguard's brows were frowned: "Madam told me that we should stop you where you shouldn't go."

"That was when my life was in danger, or when I was not doing my job properly, not now!"

"I don't think your relationship with Mr. An is enough to motivate you to enter this kind of place, bad luck."

When Zheng Feihe heard the word "unlucky", Zheng Feihe felt that the bodyguard was unreasonable for the first time, and he didn't even want to reason: "What kind of relationship do I have with him, you know what the hell." With a burning heart, he quickly walked into the alley in front of him.

The bodyguard who felt like he had gone to the wrong theater followed him helplessly. Who made him get an extra salary of the old lady?

Ankang, who had nothing with him in the mortuary, was a little dizzy listening to the staff settle the accounts.

His mother Fang Hui was not hospitalized in this hospital before, and most of the funeral affairs at that time were handled by his aunt for his father and son. He only vaguely knew that there was such a problem, but he didn't expect that the amount was not small. So always only a hundred dollars: "Why... so much money?"

The staff was used to such scenes, so they explained it carefully to Ankang.

When Zheng Feihe came in, he saw Ankang looking at him with confused eyes.After the accident happened to his grandmother, Zheng Feihe is still familiar with this scene.But it was an emergency just now, and he only had time to call the bodyguard to give some instructions, and now he didn't have anything like a red envelope on his body, and he didn't have the ability to help Ankang, so he was a little embarrassed.

The bodyguard who got the order from his young master was already prepared, standing behind Zheng Feihe at this time, silently took out the red envelope and wallet, went to the staff to settle the money, and carefully instructed many matters.

After listening to the precautions, the staff responded again and again, agreed very readily, took the money, turned around and went to work.

Ankang wanted to thank him with some gratitude.

The bodyguard who took back the wallet retreated behind Zheng Feihe, without raising his eyelids, he said, "Thank you, it's useless."

Ankang's eyes wandered between Zheng Feihe and the bodyguard, as if he had suddenly woken up, he repeatedly bowed to thank Zheng Feihe.

Zheng Feihe was also stunned by this posture, and repeatedly bowed to meet him.

In the end, the bodyguard couldn't stand it anymore, and he was concerned about being in front of the deceased, so he said, "What kind of tricks are you going to play? Let's talk about it after we leave."

Ankang's lowered head froze, but he still raised it, and said the last "thank you".