The boy next door came out

Yanhe, I am Hokuriku

February 2019, 02 The weather is cloudy

I think

The earth is probably round

I stumble

Wander the world

finally met you again

but missed

Bei Lu slept soundly all night, and the noise of the patient next door did not wake him up at night.

Yan He and the nurse took a recliner to accompany them all night.

The half-meter-wide recliner was tossed and turned over by a 1.8-meter tall chair all night, but it was still safe in the morning.

It's just that the places where the joints are connected make creaking noises as soon as they lie on it.

When Bei Lu woke up, it was already past eight o'clock in the morning. Sun Xinlu was on duty today and was looking at him with a smile.

"Everything is normal. Today, a nurse will push him downstairs for an inspection to see how he is recovering."

"Yeah." Hokuriku turned his body slightly to relieve the tearing pain in his wound after the anesthetic passed.

He saw the insulated lunch box on the bedside table at a glance.

Sun Xinlu shook the head of the bed for him, set the bedside table for him, opened the lunch box, and told him to eat slowly, sit for a while before lying down.

A full bowl of fragrant millet porridge, and a few unique side dishes.

Hokuriku felt his heart warm when he looked at it.

The aroma of the porridge wafted into his internal organs, and he slowly spooned a spoonful of it with his bloody hand.The soft and glutinous rice soup lubricated his dry throat, and the yellow rice grains reflected the dimness in his eyes.

Yan He is not a person who is very good at taking care of others. He has been a noble son since he was a child, and he has a wealthy family.

Although he looked carefree, he was very careful.

Hokuriku's needs are always detected by him.

Yan He is always willing to be needed.

Before Yan He could react early in the morning, he was called away by Director Zhou's phone call. The doctor who was supposed to go to the clinic today had a traffic accident on the way, and now he is still in the traffic police brigade.

The director knew that he was in the ward recently, so he was the first to give him a series of fatal calls.

Yan He agreed on the condition that the director vacate a single ward for him.

He could no longer stand the sound of the family members grinding their teeth at night in the bed next to Hokuriku.

He told Sun Xinlu everything when he left.

It took a while for Bei Lu to be pushed downstairs for an examination, and when he came back he had everything sorted out and he was assigned to a single ward.

He knew that there would be no one else but Yanhe.

The past two days have been too much sleep, even if he is lying on the bed, he still doesn't feel sleepy at all. The single room is at the end of the corridor, and the noisy voices are basically isolated from the outside.

Hokuriku felt that he was derailed from the world again.

Before the age of 16, he likes to be quiet, likes to be alone, and likes to do everything in a lonely way.

He has his own world, he can't get out, and others can't get in.

But after the age of 16, he accidentally got used to the wanton rolling and noise of Yanhe in his world.

Since then he has become a contradiction.

On the one hand, he continued to like Jing, and on the other hand, he liked Yanhe's troubles.

During the eight years in the capital, he was surrounded by people, but he just kept silent and hesitated!

For lunch and dinner, Hokuriku enjoyed Xu Lai's loving meal alone.

Although neither of them knew.

If that lunatic Xu Lai knew about it, he would probably go into it.

Killing Hokuriku was Xu Lai's thought for a long time before.

Hokuriku doesn't matter.

He lay on the bed and watched the sky outside the window from bright to gray to dark. The whole city was slowly covered by a black cloth, and dazzling stars were rarely seen in the city.

Hokuriku lay on the bed and couldn't see through the thick glass.

He didn't have any interest in watching.

He could only look up at the ceiling halfway up, thinking about what kind of mood the person lying on the hospital bed before was.

Yanhe came to the ward after finishing his work at the outpatient clinic, and called up Hokuriku's examination film for today.

"Doctor Xiaoyan, I'm going to plant myself in the department recently!" The nurse taking over Sun Xinlu's class teased him.

"Hehehe, didn't you know that our beautiful Nurse Li is on duty tonight, and she will accompany you." Yan He was usually glib, and she couldn't take it seriously when she joked.

"Bah! It's because of your mouth that you can't find a girlfriend." Nurse Li pushed the treatment cart to Yan He, "Bed 1 Beilu, your own patient, the checkup is very good today, the catheter can be removed , everything is ready for you."

"Okay!" Yan He read the CT report, everything is normal, the lung compression rate is 10%, and the chest tube can be removed in two days.

"I ordered milk tea and KFC, you are on duty to eat, milk tea is Nayuki, who has been very popular recently, and the line has been waiting for a long time."

"Forget it, you and I don't know, the ancestor who got the scalper and jumped into the queue." Nurse Li continued to hurt him.

"I really made a mistake in paying with all my heart, what a pity." Yan He pushed the treatment cart and walked towards the end of the corridor with a sad expression on his face.

"Okay, I know that Dr. Xiaoyan is handsome and caring, thank you!"

Nurse Li's voice full of laughter passed through the corridor from the nurse's station and into Beilu's room.

In the corridor, the rollers of the treatment cart rubbed against the ground, making a brisk sound, getting closer and closer.

The gradually clear sound of footsteps stepped on Hokuriku's heartbeat step by step.

Once upon a time, this person traveled all over the thousands of worlds in Hokuriku without saying a word.

With a click, the door handle was turned from the outside.

Hokuriku's heart skipped a beat, as if a stone had been thrown into a calm lake, stirring up small waves, and soon returned to its previous tranquility, leaving only circles of water ripples scattered.

Boundless.

Yan He's tall and straight figure and the small treatment cart soon appeared in his sight.

Hokuriku forgot to look away, and looked straight into those clear eyes.

"Waiting for a long time!?" Yanhe pulled the car to Beilu's bed with one hand, he leaned closer to Beilu, stared into his eyes, and smiled jokingly.

The panic in Bei Lu's eyes, which was too late to hide, was seen by Yan He.

Yan He had just finished taking a shower, and the fresh smell of shaving water that remained on his face accidentally entered Hokuriku's nasal cavity.

Refreshing.

Hokuriku hurriedly turned his head, and he could see his slender and beautiful neck at a glance.

"I thought it was a nurse." Hokuriku said casually.

The Adam's apple in the neck slid up and down a few times with his voice, and then returned to the position of calm breathing.

Yan He lowered his gaze.

Hokuriku's Adam's apple is different from others, it doesn't look particularly abrupt, and it's just right. He usually doesn't move much when he speaks normally.Only when his inner mood swings are particularly large, there will be a big jump up and down.

Just like just now.

When he was in school, Yanhe really liked to provoke him, and kept testing his emotional nodes.

Whenever his face is still as calm as stagnant water, Yan He can always capture his forbearance.

"I am now a model doctor recognized by our department." Yan He continued to tease him, "I have to stay in bed after work."

Yan He has always been a very big-hearted person, even though he wanted to strangle Bei Lu to death before.

But now he is quite satisfied with the doctor-patient relationship between the two of them.

He is a doctor, he is a patient.

At least we can keep in touch.

Unlike before, they walked quietly and completely.

Yan He arranged all the things in the treatment car and put on the mask himself.

Hokuriku has been wearing an indwelling urinary catheter since the operation. Today's examination is very good, and there are no adverse reactions to intermittent pinching of the catheter during the day. The catheter should be pulled out.

Originally, there should be doctors from the follow-up group to operate during the day, but the hospital has always been understaffed, and even interns are in short supply.

This didn't wait for Yan He to come from the outpatient clinic, and he was still busy here.

I can only wrong him to do these trivial things.

When Nurse Li told Yan He before, he didn't think there was any violation or awkwardness.

When he was ready to stand by Beilu's bed, he realized why relatives avoided many operations in the hospital, and even many famous surgeons refused to do it to their relatives.

It's really embarrassing.

Yan He cleared his throat, "Ahem, that, you can pull out this catheter."

Bei Lu suddenly understood why Yan He stood beside his bed and hesitated for several minutes.

His face was stained with a thin layer of red. He has been wearing a patient uniform since the operation, and he didn't even wear a pair of pants to facilitate the indwelling catheter on his lower body.

"Why don't you change someone tomorrow?" After thinking about it, Bei Lu still spoke to Yan He.

Under the quilt, his legs were unconsciously brought together.

In the past, when Yanhe Xiaxia was reviewing homework at Beilu's house, he was always naked after taking a shower, and walked around the room wrapped in a towel.

Once, Yan He walked into the room without even taking a towel, and was scolded severely by Bei Lu for a long time, still not relieved.

At that time, Yan He still felt that Bei Lu had a thin skin, and he and Xu Lai often went out for a swim, so it was nothing.

"Yo, I didn't expect that after so many years, I haven't practiced my thick skin." Yan He suddenly became interested, he grabbed the corner of the quilt, and made a gesture to lift his quilt.

Hokuriku hurriedly covered the quilt covering his lap, his face turned a liver color, especially under the white light of the ward.

The mood that had been trying so hard to calm down was stirred up by him.

It's not that he can't hear the frivolity in Yan He's voice.

He knows Yan He's ruffian better than anyone else.

Beilu grabbed the quilt tightly, glared and gnashed his teeth, and popped out two words one by one, "Yan! Wo!"

Seeing that he was about to lose his face, Yan He slowly let go of his hand, kicked the treatment cart lightly, and pushed the cart to a position against the wall.

If Nurse Li knew that he treated the department's things so roughly, it would probably be another scolding.

Afterwards, he casually threw himself into the sofa. The sofa forcibly bears such a large body, and it doesn't even have the strength to rebound.

Yanhe looked at Beilu with a half-smile, "Mr. Beilu, as your attending physician, did you refuse treatment just now?"

Bei Lu let go of his sore fingers, trembling a little, he waited for about five seconds before making a cold voice, "You know that's not what I meant."

"Oh, really? What does that mean?" Yan He asked in confusion.

The wall lamp above his head cast a circle of shadows on his face. He stretched out his right hand and gently touched his forehead to relieve the fatigue of the day.

There was always a playful smile on the corner of his mouth.

"It's not interesting." Hokuriku lay on the bed, his voice returning to its usual tone.

He turned around in the bed, wrapped the quilt tightly, and deliberately didn't look at Yanhe.

Yan He only left a back figure curled up on the hospital bed.

Yan He's face slowly sank, and the smile on the corner of his mouth gradually disappeared. He looked at the back of Bei Lu's head, and he felt a sense of heaviness after silence.

In the past, Hokuriku also had thoughts, and his thoughts were so deep that they could swallow him whole.

But at that time, Yan He could at least temporarily remove the haze from his face.

But now Hokuriku, the whole person is gloomy, without a trace of life.

Yan He has been tense for the past two days, and his work pace has been fast. He lay on his back on the single sofa in the ward, stared at the ceiling for a while, then squinted, and let out a slight cry.

Hokuriku kept his back to him, thinking about his own affairs.It wasn't until Yanhe's gentle voice sounded from behind that he slowly turned over again to relieve his already numb half arm.

He quietly looked at Yanhe not far away, his nose fluttered very lightly with his breathing, his long eyelashes remained motionless, and the faint light formed a shadow under his rigid jawline.

He never had any worries and was always happy.

Even when he was asleep, his expression was so warm and kind.

Yan He's arms under his head were a little uncomfortable, and his body nestled in the sofa readjusted to a more comfortable sleeping position.

His eyes were dimmed, and he saw the fleeting and confused look in Beilu's eyes that had just been closed.

Yan He's eyes couldn't be seen clearly against the light.

There is indulgence, forbearance, and blazing!

Yan He suddenly asked in a daze, "Bei Lu, do you miss me?"

There was a long silence in the ward, and the breathing of the two of them could be heard quietly changing at that moment.

A voice became a little hurried after asking this sentence, and it took a long time for it to return to normal.

There was a short pause in the voice, accompanied by a shallow sigh, and a seemingly absent "um" before returning to calm.