A Lucky Coin

He never twisted his foot in the first day of junior high school. He was kicked out a lot in the past, but he could run fast every time. He never twisted his foot. I don’t know what happened today, but he twisted it when he ran to the fire escape.

That piece of ground was flat, and there were no sundries. For some reason, he shook violently as if he had stepped on the ground.

That person didn't run very fast, but the fire exit is the hall of the inpatient department, and there are a lot of people. When Hang sat alone in the small garden, he broke out in a cold sweat.

When running back, he stared at Yan Hang's surroundings, even the cleaning lady several times, for fear that the cleaning lady would suddenly raise her hand and tear off the wig, and pull out a machine gun from under the car.

It wasn't until he was about to take off his shoes that he realized that his ankle was so painful that he couldn't even touch it. Normally, such a movement, which he wouldn't feel stressed at all, made him sweat from the pain.

"Go and make an appointment," Yan Hang stood up, "Let's go."

"No, don't worry." The first day of the junior high school also stood up quickly, bent his sprained foot, looked around, and always felt that this place was not safe, "I will send you back first."

"I..." Yan Hang frowned, trying to bend down to look at his feet.

"Hey, don't, don't move." Chuyi grabbed his arm.

"I'll be discharged from the hospital in a few days," Yan Hang said, "I won't even let you move when I'm here?"

"I'll take you back to the ward." Chu stuffed his foot into the shoe he had taken off.

Failed, couldn't plug it back in, and it hurt.

He had no choice but to hand the shoes to Yan Hang: "Take it, take it."

"You sit down," Yan Hang sighed, took out his mobile phone, and dialed the number, "Uncle, come down for a while, here in the small garden, my brother sprained his ankle... well, it's serious, you push him away Let's see... okay."

"Then, that person," Chu Yi kept raising his arms around Yan Hang's back, "Can the police, Uncle Cha, be transferred to the prison, monitored and arrested, get up?"

"Leave it alone," Yan Hang said, "I'll tell Cui Yi later..."

"What do you mean me don't! Don't worry about it!" I became anxious in the first day of junior high school, and couldn't help raising my voice, staring at Yan Hang, "Why, why don't I care! Ah!"

Yan Hang seemed taken aback by him, and turned to look at him.

He was suddenly a little embarrassed, and when he was about to speak again, Yan Hang also yelled at him: "Foot!"

After yelling this word, Yan Hang stopped, and then his voice returned to the original, but his tone was still fierce: "It's all like that, you still care about that person! I told you to leave it alone! I will let you go now Look at your feet! Just fucking look at your feet! Do you understand?"

"Understood." Chu nodded.

"Don't yell at me!" Yan Hang leaned in front of him and said viciously, "I just can't use my strength right now, or I can yell so that you back over there and run over again."

"Ah," Chu Chu glanced at him, "Is your internal strength enough?"

"Get out," Yan Hang sullenly for a while, and finally laughed, "Get out..."

The escort uncle came over quickly, pushed Chu Yi in a wheelchair, and sent Yan Hang back to the ward first.

"Don't go out, go out." Chu Yi said.

"En." Yan Hang responded.

"I'm very familiar with the hospital," the uncle pushed Chuyi out, "No need to register, just go directly to the orthopedic ward to see the doctor first, and let him deal with it before we talk about it."

"Thank you." Yan Hang said.

"Thank you," the uncle smiled, "It's not too much trouble."

Seeing that he was pushed away on the first day of the junior high school, Yan Hang did not close the door of the ward. His bed was next to the door, and the nurse's station was diagonally opposite. As long as the door was not closed, the nurse could see any movement.

He sat back on the bed and called Cui Yi.

"Are you sure?" Cui Yi was a little surprised.

"Sure," Yan Hang said, "I recognized it in the first day of junior high school."

"I'll contact the police again," Cui Yi said, "I couldn't find it on the surveillance last time. This time in the hospital, I should be able to take pictures more clearly."

"It's useless to recognize someone," Yan Hang frowned, "If this person has no criminal record, he doesn't know who he is even if he knows what he looks like."

"I'll arrange a transfer for you." Cui Yi said.

"No need," Yan Hang looked outside the door, "He doesn't have that ability, and I feel that he..."

"He's waiting for your dad to show up." Cui Yi said.

"Do you think so too?" Yan Hang bit his lip.

"Well," Cui Yi said, "but your dad won't take the bait."

"Yes, old fox." Yan Hang smiled.

"Now you have to be more careful," Cui Yi said, "I can't find a place to hide you, and it's useless, you're in the open."

"I don't hide," Yan Hang said, "If I wasn't distracted that day, he wouldn't be able to get close to me."

"You are exactly the same as your father in this madness," Cui Yi sighed, "Then you'd better stop being distracted."

"En." Yan Hang responded.

distracted.

Yes, I was distracted by the first grade of junior high school that day.

But he didn't care too much, he was afraid that the first day of junior high school would feel guilty because of this.

Seeing how anxious the first day of junior high school was like that today, he felt very sorry, and was particularly afraid that something would happen if he rushed over on the first day of junior high school. Although the first day of junior high school looked good at fighting, after all, he didn't have any experience in street fighting, so just come here If he is a bit cloudy, he may suffer.

He still can't figure out what kind of role his father played in this matter in the first grade of junior high school. Maybe he just came to help drive a car. He was forced or cheated. It's not the key anyway. figure.

But he didn't think so in the first day of junior high school. Yan Hang could feel that he had always had a strong sense of guilt, even though this matter had nothing to do with him.

This character is not a dog brother at all.

When he was pushed back to the ward by the uncle on the first day of the junior high school, he was even more of a dog brother, and his feet were wrapped in bandages.

"Is there something wrong with the bones?" Yan Hang was stunned when he saw it.

"No," said the uncle, "it's packed with medicine, and I took an X-ray. The bones are fine, but the ligaments are strained. It will be difficult for me to walk for a while."

"No," Chu Yi stood up and jumped to the bed in one step, "Look."

"Let me borrow a crutch for you," said the uncle, "you can jump up faster."

"Okay." Chu Yi smiled.

"If you want to come these few days," Yan Hang said softly, "Just take a taxi and I'll reimburse you. Don't be reluctant to pay."

"Well," Chu nodded, and looked at him again after thinking about it, "I paid back the money for the mobile phone, but I didn't report it."

"Ouch," Yan Hang clicked his tongue, took out the wallet and handed it to him, "Get the card yourself."

"Where's the password?" Chu Yi asked.

"The first six digits of your phone number." Yan Hang said.

"Mine?" Chu Yi was taken aback.

"Well," Yan Hang smiled, "My dad gave me this card. The password I set up before is very strange, and I can't remember it. Last time I found it troublesome to withdraw money, so I changed it."

"Oh." Chu Yi looked down at Ka.

When he was withdrawing money with Yan Hang's card in the hospital lobby, he checked the balance at first glance, and there was almost [-] yuan, which was a huge sum for him.

When he returned to the ward after withdrawing the money, he almost had the card in his mouth. He was very nervous all the way, jumping fast with his crutches, afraid that the person just now would appear again, and also afraid that someone would snatch his card. I can walk much faster than when my feet didn't hurt.

It wasn't until he entered the ward that he realized that the card was stolen as soon as it was taken away, and there was no password.

For the past two days, Yan Hang has been eating liquid food. The so-called liquid food is porridge and the like. It should be very painful for Yan Hang, a food lover.

When he put the card back into Yan Hang's wallet, Yan Hang was staring at a bowl of rice soup.

"You don't want to eat?" Chu Yi asked.

"Wait to let it cool down and drink it in one gulp," Yan Hang said, "Eat something, uncle will go to cook later, let him make you a copy?"

"Yeah." Chu nodded. He didn't have much appetite these days, and he didn't want to eat when he returned to Yan Hang's house. If he sat here and ate with Yan Hang, he seemed to have a good appetite again.

The uncle came back with two servings of twice-cooked pork rice. The two of them surrounded the hospital bed on one left and one on the right, with Yan Hang and his rice soup in the middle. This scene was a bit cruel.

"I want to eat twice-cooked pork." Yan Hang said.

"It's too oily," said the uncle. "You have meat in it, but it's just boiled into juice."

"Can that count as meat?" Yan Hang stirred the rice soup with a spoon, "I'm not afraid of oil, I want to eat meat."

"Be strong." On the first day of the junior high school, he ate quickly, trying to eat as fast as possible to avoid stimulating Yan Hang for a long time.

"Get out." Yan Hang laughed.

On the first day of junior high school, the meat was cooked very quickly, and within a few minutes there was the last diced meat left in the lunch box. He was just about to put it in his mouth when he found Yan Hang staring at him.

"Huh?" He looked at Yan Hang.

"Give it to me." Yan Hang said.

Chu Chu took a look at the diced meat about the size of a fingernail stuck on the tip of the chopsticks: "Do you want to eat?"

"Give it to me," Yan Hang glared at him, "Hurry up."

On the first day of the lunar new year, he hesitated, and handed the diced meat to his mouth, and Yan Hang took it away in one gulp.

"Can you chew, can you chew?" Chuyi asked.

Yan Hang chewed twice and then stopped, sighing: "It's gone."

"Tomorrow will be fine," the uncle laughed, "This is not the meal I ordered for you tomorrow."

After eating, the first day of the junior high school leaned against the bed and watched TV with Yan Hang.

The patient in the next bed just changed the ward, and there are no new patients coming in at the moment. The uncle went to the next door to chat with the fellow, so he and Yan Hang were left in the ward.

It's been a long time, and he hasn't stayed with Yan Hang so quietly.

Even though the TV was boring, and even though his feet hurt a bit and he had to prop himself up on a nearby chair, he felt comfortable.

The phone rang, and Li Ziqiang sent a message.

- we are all back , what ' s the matter with youChunyang said you asked for leave?

- Well, Yan Hang was hospitalized and I took three days off to take care of him

He replied to Li Ziqiang according to Yan Hang's instructions.

Within two seconds, Li Ziqiang called directly.

"Who?" Yan Hang asked beside him.

"Li Ziqiang," Chuyi said, "I said you are living, hospitalized..."

"Well," Yan Hang smiled, "If they come to see me, ask them to bring food, any seafood noodles and seafood porridge will do."

"No seafood, can't you?" Chu Yi looked at him.

"Go ahead." Yan Hang yawned.

"What's the matter with you on the first day of junior high school?" As soon as the call was connected, Li Ziqiang immediately asked, "Do you still consider us friends?"

"What?" Chu Yi was taken aback.

"Chunyang said that you said something was wrong a few days ago, did Brother Hang go to the hospital a few days ago?" Li Ziqiang asked.

"Hmm." The first day of the junior high school answered.

"Then you are a little too much!" Li Ziqiang was very dissatisfied, "Chunyang and the others are all from the local area, and you can help out by just saying! You are too mean if you don't say anything."

"... Ah." The first day of junior high school didn't know how to answer, and it didn't make sense if I couldn't figure out why.

"Ah what," Li Ziqiang said, "Tomorrow we will go to the hospital to visit Brother Hang, if there is anything we need to help you, just ask."

"No, no, such a guest..." On the first day of the junior high school, he wanted to decline, but was interrupted by Yan Hang.

"Let them bring me food." Yan Hang said.

I glanced at him for the first time.

"Eat, with meat." Yan Hang said.

"Then you guys, bring something to eat," Chu Yi had to repeat to Li Ziqiang, "He drinks rice soup so fast, he's crazy."

Li Ziqiang laughed very loudly: "No problem, it's on Chunyang!"

"Semi-liquid food," Chu Yi hurriedly added, "He..."

"What kind of hospital did he live in?" Zhou Chunyang's voice came from the other side.

"... was beaten and robbed." Chu took a look at Yan Hang.

"Sword wound?" Zhou Chunyang was stunned.

"Hmm." The first day of the junior high school answered.

"Okay, half liquid food, right?" Zhou Chunyang asked.

"Yes." Chu nodded.

"What about shredded chicken noodles? How about steamed eggs or something? Pumpkin and millet paste should work too," Zhou Chunyang said, "I'm going to say I'm hungry."

"Okay." Just after eating on the first day of junior high school, he said it a little greedily.

The people in the dormitory probably didn't feel much about absenteeism. They thought they would come at noon in the first day of junior high school, but a group of people arrived not long after he entered the ward early in the morning.

"Damn it?" Zhang Qiang was stunned when he saw him, "What happened to your foot? Were you two robbed together?"

"No," Chu Yi smiled, "accidentally."

"I will condolences to you later," Li Ziqiang squeezed to the side of the hospital bed with a bag filled with several lunch boxes, "Brother Hang, isn't he hungry? Hurry up, eat first, it's still hot."

"Thank you." Yan Hang said.

"Thank you for telling us. Originally, we wanted to buy high-end nutritional products," Li Ziqiang said. "You said that you want to eat these, but it is very economical. It doesn't cost 100 yuan to add one piece."

"The tone is quite loud," Yan Hang said, "Don't take 100 yuan seriously."

"I just came back from home," Zhou Chunyang said with a smile standing by the wall, "They are all rich."

"Brother Hang," Hu Biao leaned over to the bed and sat down, "tell me what's going on, the robber can still hurt you?"

"Several people surrounded me." Yan Hang opened a lunch box. It should be chicken shredded noodles. It is very fragrant. You can smell the fragrance standing by the door on the first day of the junior high school. Yan Hang flickered while eating, "I'm too busy."

"At times like this, it's better to just give the money, or you won't suffer more," Hu Biao sighed, "Where did it hurt?"

"Stomach," Yan Hang glanced at Li Ziqiang next to him, "What's wrong with your face? And who else... Zhang Qiang?"

"Don't mention it," Zhang Qiang waved his hand, "When I go back to school, I'll fight a fucking battle first."

"The ones I saw last time?" Yan Hang asked.

A few people chattered and talked about it, probably as soon as they returned to school, they ran into a few people from 404 wandering around the door of their dormitory, so they made a move without saying a word, and halfway Brother Baozi led Zhou Chunyang to die gay His hatred joined the battle, from the fourth floor to the third floor and from the third floor back to the fourth floor.

Chu Chu took a look at Zhou Chunyang and found that there was a bloody gash on his neck.

"Why did you twist your foot?" Zhou Chunyang turned his head and asked.

"Step on it, it's empty." Chuyi said.

"Oh," Zhou Chunyang looked at him, sighed, and whispered, "In the future, if this kind of thing happens, you can just say it, even if we are all students, we can't help much, and it's okay to run errands or something. ah."

"Hmm." Chu Yi smiled.

"Have you lost weight?" Zhou Chunyang looked at him again, "Why do I feel that you have lost weight?"

"Is there?" Chu Yi touched his face.

"Well, I'm not much thinner than Yan Hang." Zhou Chunyang said.

On the first day of the lunar new year, he didn't say a word, but glanced at Zhou Chunyang.

When Zhou Chunyang entered the door, he stood by the wall and saw whether Yan Hang was skinny or not!

None of these people noticed that Yan Hang had lost weight, but Zhou Chunyang actually noticed that Yan Hang had lost weight!

He and Zhou Chunyang looked at each other, feeling a little turbulent inside, and forgot to look away. Zhou Chunyang stared at him for a while and then laughed.

"What are you laughing at?" I was a little embarrassed on the first day of junior high school.

"No," Zhou Chunyang looked at Yan Hang, then turned back, leaned towards him, continued to lean against the wall, and said in a low voice, "I asked you if there was something wrong last time, and you didn't admit."

When he thought of what he had talked with Zhou Chunyang when he was eating in the restaurant last time, he immediately wanted to blush a little. When he said "no" to Zhou Chunyang, what he was thinking was completely different from what he is now.

He never thought that in such a short time, he could suddenly become like this.

Very depressed.

Even a little annoyed.

How do people change so quickly?

He really wanted to go back to the past, not the past, just before the day he had dinner with Zhou Chunyang, then there would be no problems between him and Yan Hang.

"No," he said.

"Huh?" Zhou Chunyang was stunned for two seconds before he realized, "Oh."

Still looking at him in the first day of junior high school, I feel like I want to say something more, but I don't know what to say.

"I misunderstood," Zhou Chunyang said, "after all, I... so sometimes I just see what other people have, I'm sorry."

When Zhou Chunyang said this, he suddenly felt a little disappointed again.

But I can't tell what I'm disappointed with.

These people in the dormitory were chased away by the nurse after they didn't stay for too long, saying they were too noisy.

"Brother Dog, let me know when you go back to school," Hu Biao patted the shoulder of the first grader, "We'll come pick you up, your foot probably won't heal in ten days and half a month."

"Oh." Chu nodded, this time he didn't say thank you, for fear that Li Ziqiang would blame him for not being enough friends.

After the few people left, he looked at the food they brought over. Yan Hang didn't eat much, but took a few mouthfuls of shredded chicken noodles.

"Isn't it delicious?" he asked.

"It's delicious, but I haven't eaten much, and now I'm full after a few bites." Yan Hang looked at the lunch box in front of him, "I haven't eaten this pumpkin and millet paste yet, you can eat it."

"I can eat them all." Chu Yi said.

"Then you eat up." Yan Hang smiled and pushed the lunch box in front of him.

He took it and started eating it on the first day of junior high school. It was indeed delicious. He didn't eat breakfast in the morning, and when he first smelled the aroma, he felt empty in his stomach.

Yan Hang leaned against the head of the bed, watching him bury his head in hard work.

It's been ten days. I can't eat well or sleep well in the first day of junior high school. I have a fever and twisted my feet. Yan Hang didn't feel it at first. He just noticed it when he compared it with the little kids in the dormitory. By the first day of junior high school, I had lost a lot of weight and looked very tired.

"Go to the corridor and weigh yourself later," he said, "Have you lost a lot of weight? I can't tell even if I look at you every day."

"Gangchun, Chunyang also said that I lost weight," Chu said while eating, "Maybe I've lost some weight."

Chunyang.

A three-character name is easy to take advantage of.

"I see you two have just chatted for a long time," Yan Hang said, "What are you talking about?"

"It's nothing," Chu Yi raised his head and pulled the remaining bite of chicken noodle steak into his mouth, "Just ask, what's wrong with my feet."

"Oh." Yan Hang smiled.

On the first day of junior high school, I quickly ate up all the leftovers, then packed up the lunch box and threw it out: "I'll weigh it, and I'll see if I'm thin, and I'm not."

"En." Yan Hang responded.

After seeing the first day of the junior high school going out, Yan Hang looked back and sighed.

Although intellectually he knew that what happened on the first day of junior high school had nothing to do with Zhou Chunyang, but when he saw Zhou Chunyang standing aside and chatting quietly, he still felt unhappy.

I always feel that I want to draw Zhou Chunyang over to warn me.

What can be warned?

Don't fucking talk to the first day of the junior high school?

Don't take the first grade of junior high school to another path?

Gee.

Do these things really have anything to do with Zhou Chunyang?

In fact, he couldn't figure out what he was thinking and what he was worried about. While thinking that even if he liked himself and men in the first day of junior high school, it was no big deal, he also felt distressed seeing him like this.

"I've lost ten, ten catties!" Jumping into the ward on the first day of junior high school, I looked at him in surprise, "Did my meat be, cut, cut off, so, so much thinner?"

"Damn it," Yan Hang sighed, "That's so creepy."

"Go and weigh it, let's have a look?" Chu Yi said.

"Okay." Yan Hang got out of bed slowly.

One of them walked slowly, the other hopped on one leg, and the nurse smiled as they walked down the corridor.

Yan Hang stood on the scale and looked at it. He was probably [-] catties thinner than before he was hospitalized.

Chu Chu looked at the scale and frowned: "It's lighter than me."

"Hungry." Yan Hang smiled.

On the first day of the junior high school, he frowned and said nothing.

"What's wrong?" Yan Hang flicked his forehead, "It will be made up after two meals after leaving the hospital."

"It's life, angry." Chuyi said, when Yan Hang got off the scale, he reached out and touched Yan Hang's waist lightly, then quickly retracted his hand.

Yan Hang took his hand and pressed on his waist: "It's okay, the stitches will be removed soon."

"Hmm." Chu Yi pulled out his hand and smiled.