The day I was forced to be a detective pendant

When I woke up, I was back in my bed.

It’s not the luxurious big bed on the cruise ship, but my bedroom in the Chu family’s house, but for some reason, the moment I opened my eyes, I suddenly missed my real room—the one that’s a 10-minute walk away from the west gate of the school. Not a luxurious little rental house either.

After getting up and going to the ground, I walked out of the house and passed the long corridor. The sky outside the window was already dark, and I couldn't tell the time right now.Chu Huaixing sat downstairs in the living room, looked up and saw me on the stairs: "You're finally awake, it's time for dinner."

"Are you home?" I asked.

Chu Huaixing nodded: "Brother and Brother Fan went to the committee, sent Jing Xiao and the others there, locked them up first, and then discussed how to deal with them."

What committee?This question subconsciously floated up in my heart, but because the day and night were reversed before, and I just woke up, my mind was still numb at the moment, so I let out a blank "oh".

Chu Huaixing got up from the sofa and walked towards the dining room. I followed behind him. Mr. Qin turned his head and saw me: "Are you up? Let's have dinner now."

"Mr. Qin," I greeted him, then turned to Chu Huaixing and asked, "Where's Bian Yao?"

"It's in the hospital," Chu Huaixing said, "Let's go to the hospital together later, after dinner."

I'm good."

"It's just us at home today, let's eat here."

Chu Huaixing and I washed our hands, helped Mr. Qin put the food on a plate, and then placed it directly on the island in the kitchen, and each of us took a high chair and sat down.Mr. Qin stood behind the island stage, like a bartender in some high-end private club, polite and polite.

"Mr. Qin, stop staring at us and sit down." I said, "Have you eaten, are you hungry?"

Mr. Qin: "Eat, I'm not hungry."

Me: "Oh."

I looked at the table in front of me, which was too rich for two people, and looked around with my chopsticks, but I had no appetite at all.

Chu Huaixing was holding the bowl, his black eyeballs looked at me from the top of the bowl, and immediately complained loudly: "Mr. Qin, he won't eat!"

I:"!!!"

Mr. Qin: "If you don't want to eat, forget it."

So easy to talk to?I was suspicious in my heart, and he immediately said: "This one has no appetite, I will make something else you want to eat."

Me: "That's not what I meant."

"What does that mean?" He looked at me indifferently, "If you don't want to eat this, you can change it until you have an appetite."

The tyrant Mr. Qin, I was crying in my heart, and said honestly: "I was wrong, I will eat."

I said I had no appetite, but after the first sip of the soup, all my taste buds were immediately awakened—it was so delicious.After eating, Mr. Qin pretended to be a three-layer lunch box and handed it to me, as well as a bag of change of clothes. I took it and asked, "Is it for Bian Yao? Mr. Qin, won't you go to the hospital with us?"

Mr. Qin said, "I'll wait for you at home."

Chu Huaixing was driving, and I was holding the incubator, and arrived at the hospital half an hour later.

There were always so many people in the hospital at any given time, and we walked around the outpatient department to the inpatient building, where we waited with a large group for the elevator.

"Floor 11." Chu Huaixing said.

It's just that the 11th floor of the busy tertiary hospital is not so easy to go to.First, we were unable to get on the first round of elevators due to the crowding of hospital beds and wheelchairs, and then we stopped on almost every floor once, waiting for people to enter and exit.Chu Huaixing seemed completely unaffected by yesterday's battle, still full of energy, eager to help the grandma who couldn't catch up with the elevator and the aunt who was holding a bottle.On the other hand, after a day and a night, I seem to have lost a layer of skin, and every step is like stepping on cotton, feeling groggy.

As soon as the elevator on the 11th floor opened, I saw Bian Yao. His back was so familiar to me that it was almost impossible to recognize him.It's just that his behavior puzzled me a little - he was squatting in front of the vending machine, with his elbows on his knees, staring intently at the delivery drawers.

I was curious and didn't call him. I went up from behind and stretched my neck to look. I found a coffee stuck on the shelf of the second-to-last car and couldn't fall down. Bian Yao was staring at the coffee.

Seeing this scene, I immediately felt a little funny. My heavy mood after two days and one night miraculously improved instantly.

I looked left and right to see if no one was paying attention, and walked to the side of the vending machine calmly and kicked hard, and the coffee immediately rolled down in a sensible way.Bian Yao was taken aback for a moment, then raised his head and looked at me in surprise.

He was wearing a hospital gown top, which was probably given by the hospital, but his pants were his own.The dark cloth is not very obvious, but if you look closely, there are still large areas of dried blood on it.

He turned around and saw Chu Huaixing again, raised his eyebrows: "Why are you two here?"

I saw that his mood was relatively calm, and I knew that Xiang Wuzheng should be fine, so I felt a little more at ease.Ask: "What about people?"

Bian Yao replied: "ICU."

Xiang Wuzheng was still in the intensive care unit, Bian Yao opened the coffee ring with one hand, raised his head and took a sip while leading the way.He turned a corner and raised his chin towards one of the glass windows: "Here."

The other side of the glass window is a separate ward, but it is not as pure and clean as I imagined. Instead, it is full of various instruments, metal shelves, conduits and wiring, which looks messy at first glance.Almost the entire face of Xiang Wuzheng was covered by a ventilator, catheters were inserted into his mouth and nose, and his body was covered with a thin white sheet.Beneath these inorganic things, his existence was almost buried.

"What did the doctor say?" I asked.

"The operation went smoothly. Allogeneic blood transfusion was used during the first aid on the ship before, and no rejection or infection occurred."

I nodded: "The spirit deed can be matched with the model, and the problem of blood transfusion is probably not too big."

After hearing this sentence, Bian Yao looked at me with a complicated expression.

"Do you want to eat?" I picked up the lunch box, "Mr. Qin brought it for you, if you don't eat it, someone will report it."

"It's me." Chu Huaixing admitted proudly.

"I know it's you," Bian Yao looked at the bag in my other hand: "Did you bring me a change of clothes too? I'll borrow a place to take a shower first, and eat after washing."

Chu Huaixing chased him uneasy and said, "You must eat it! Mr. Qin told me to supervise you!"

While waiting, Chu Huaixing and I kept looking at Wuzheng through the glass—in fact, there was nothing to see. He was motionless, except for the beating numbers on the instrument next to him and the up and down ventilator, as if he was dead. same.

Not long after, Bian Yao came back from the shower, changed his clothes, and became much more energetic.He took us downstairs to the cafeteria, found an empty table and wiped it with a wet paper towel, and I took out the things in the thermal box and lined them up.They are all home-cooked Chinese dishes, but the quantity and variety are a bit too much - roasted short ribs with winter melon, three shredded pork rolls with bean curd sticks, shredded zucchini with butter, shredded chicken with lemon hot and sour...

Bian Yao was speechless: "...that's too exaggerated."

Passers-by looked sideways, expressing shock at the box lunch of this size.A mother couldn't help asking: "Where did you buy these?"

"Bring home made." I said.

Bian Yao looked at the mother and her child, and said, "I can't finish eating by myself, do you want to help me eat?"

Mom quickly said: "No, no, you three boys."

"We've all eaten," I said, "just him."

"Come and eat some," Bian Yao began to break the little boy's willpower: "Do you want to eat steamed shrimp dumplings? There are prawns in it."

The child was a little shy holding his mother's thigh, but his face was full of blunt "want to eat", and he almost swallowed his saliva.

I took out the spare chopsticks from my pocket: "Here are the tableware, let's sit together."

Mom thanked her repeatedly, but she didn't sit down to eat. She just picked up some steamed dumplings and put them on her disposable dinner plate.Bian Yao directly took their plates and chopsticks, took some of each dish for them, and handed them to them.

Mom bowed her head and said, "Thank you brother."

"Thank you brother!" The little boy's voice was crisp.

Bian Yao said don't worry about it, the mother walked back to the other table with the child, and a father was waiting there with a smile in his hospital gown.

While Bian Yao was eating, Chu Huaixing and I stared at him with our chins propped up. He raised his head and raised his eyebrows: "What are you doing? Just say you want to eat, just say thank you brother."

"Fuck you," Chu Huaixing said, "Mr. Qin stared at us like this when we were eating just now. Although you don't eat at home, the rituals and treatment are indispensable."

"I wasn't thinking about that," I said, "I was thinking that snakes eat without chewing."

A piece of pork ribs got stuck in Bian Yao's mouth, and he couldn't swallow it immediately, and he wouldn't do it if he didn't. Chu Huaixing gloated.

After eating some of each dish, Bian Yao put down his chopsticks and continued to drink coffee. I asked, "Did you sleep last night?"

Bian Yao nodded: "I opened a hospital bed to sleep in. It's too temporary and there is no separate room." After thinking for a while, he raised his head with horror on his face: "There is a pregnant woman living next door, and she is about to give birth in the middle of the night. The screams woke me up and almost scared me to death."

Me: "Pfft——"

Seeing me smile, Bian Yao lowered his eyelashes, hooked the corners of his mouth, and I pursed my lips a little embarrassedly.

Chu Huaixing looked around and said, "Have other seriously injured patients on the ship also entered this hospital?"

Bian Yao nodded: "I asked around when I got up this morning, and said that the injuries are stable and there is no big problem. It's just that two of them haven't contacted their family members yet, but Brother Yue has sent everyone's injuries for the first week. The medical expenses have been paid. After checking the passenger list to confirm the identity, you can contact the emergency contacts one by one."

I nodded.

After a moment of silence, Chu Huaixing finally asked the question: "So what should Xiang Wuzheng do in the future?"

Bian Yao shrugged: "I don't know, ask him when he wakes up."

"It makes sense." Chu Huaixing accepted the solution without hindrance, and suddenly saw a grandpa pushing a grandma's wheelchair in. The front path was blocked by an unpacked stool, and he ran to help.

I nervously gnawed on the side of the disposable water cup, and asked nervously: "Will he wake up? Well, there should be no problem, the doctor said everything went well. But just in case..." I superstitiously clasped the button with my knuckles Desk, "I mean just in case, if he doesn't wake up..."

"Then go wake him up in his dream," Bian Yao smiled, "It's not like we haven't done this before."

I also laughed when I heard this.

Bian Yao sighed: "To tell you the truth, my mood is actually a bit complicated. I'm afraid that he won't wake up, and I'm afraid that he will wake up." Bian Yao tapped his fingers rhythmically on the table, whispering Say, "I don't know what to do with him when he wakes up, do I sound like an asshole?"

I shook my head: "It's not hard to imagine, you're not an asshole either. You... don't know how to respond to such a heavy effort?" I rolled my eyes and quietly held his hand on the table: " But, on the contrary, you also have a lot of things you want to ask him and talk to him."

Bian Yao looked up at me, smiled and said, "It makes sense."