i really don't like you

"You're welcome, today I, Yang Jian, will show mercy and take poor President Jiang to see what nightlife is. Anyway, you won't go to work tomorrow weekend."

"How are you sure I'm not going to work?"

"Is not it?"

"..."

"Sit down, let's go now." Yang Bodhisattva spoke and started the car. Jiang Yuebai really didn't say anything, just quietly watched where Yang Jianjian took him. Maybe it was like what he said, he should Go out and make more friends, enrich your private life more, not like now, because after half a month of cold war with Song Yi, even half of your soul has gone.

It doesn't seem like a very good thing for friends to reach this point, Jiang Yuebai thought.

Half an hour later, I arrived at the place where Yang Jian said to spend the night, followed him into the booth, ordered wine, Jiang Yuebai sat down on the sofa, looked at Yang Jian, and asked, "That's it? This is it?" You mean nightlife?"

In fact, although Jiang Yuebai's private life is simple, it is not without. Although he has good friends, he occasionally has a few wine and meat items. I don't touch a lot of things, and over time I feel that this kind of place is really boring, so I seldom go there.

When the ordered wine arrived, they sat in the booth on the second floor, away from the young people shaking their heads under the colorful lights. It was lively, but it seemed a little far away from the rich private life.

Yang Jian opened the wine, pretending to be an adult, and said: "Actually, these things are just a few things to play with. If I really give you something fierce, you won't agree?"

"You still know so much?" Jiang Yuebai laughed, Yang Jian's face was slightly red, but it was not obvious under the light, he pushed the wine in front of Jiang Yuebai, and a very loud dance music was played downstairs , Yang Jian stood up and approached Jiang Yuebai's ears, and said, "I see that you are in a bad mood today, so you can have a drink. There is no trouble that a drink can't solve!"

"..." Jiang Yuebai looked at him and nodded.

Since ancient times, there has been a saying to use alcohol to relieve sorrow. During this period of time, his thoughts are indeed complicated, and it is time to drink some wine.

The two of them didn't talk much, they kept drinking and chatted occasionally. Jiang Yuebai's alcohol capacity was moderate. Light and fluttering as if about to fly, half sober and half drunk, everyone below looks like half human and half demon.

Alcohol is not a good thing, after all, the taste of a hangover is not good, but it is indeed a good thing, it can make people temporarily forget the current melancholy, and pass the time in a daze.

In the end, when she was almost drunk, Jiang Yuebai called a substitute driver, went home in a daze, and fell asleep.

This sleep lasted until evening, Jiang Yuebai was woken up alive by the pain in his stomach, he woke up in his own room, on his own bed, before he had time to recall the chaos of last night, the cramping pain in his stomach had already caused him pain Exhaled: "Ah, my stomach."

I forced myself to get out of bed, washed up, and looked outside, the sunset was almost setting, how long has he been sleeping?

The stomach is still cramping, reminding him how stupid it is for a person with a bad stomach to not eat and drink so much last night. Xiao Jiang always wants to cry, so he makes himself a bowl of instant noodles to eat I thought it would be better after eating, but the pain seemed to be more severe.

After holding on for a while, I couldn't bear it anymore, Jiang Yuebai started to look through the phone's address book.

Why not hit 120 yourself?On the one hand, he felt that his symptoms should be caused by gastroenteritis and hadn't reached the point of first aid, and on the other hand, he didn't want to be carried sideways into the ambulance in front of all the neighbors and then went all the way to the hospital with a high profile.

Ouyang?He must be around here, but Ouyang's dramatic personality and unexpected tricks, once he makes a move, will definitely make things big, big, and probably invite Jiang Ying'an, so that's absolutely impossible.After all, the fact that a 27-year-old still drank like an adolescent and went to the hospital doesn't seem too glorious.

Zhang Wanwan and Zhao Bin?Farewell, he has just confirmed his relationship, so don't be greedy when you are talking to me right now.

Yang Jian?Forget it... a rookie who just got his driver's license, he doesn't want to die on the way to the hospital, it's not worth it.

But he even considered Yang Jian, which meant that he had already run out of suitable candidates.

Of course, he didn't count the most suitable one. After all, he was fighting a cold war right now, but his stomach hurt more and more, and it was really not easy to maintain that poor self-esteem.

At this moment of fainting from pain, Jiang Yuebai was still thinking about whether to call Song Yi.After all, they haven't spoken for half a month, wouldn't it be a bit abrupt to come out suddenly now?

But when I think about it carefully, it seems to be okay... I can even take advantage of my 'serious illness' to take the opportunity to buy a misfortune, fight with Dr. Song haha, and the matter is over?After all, he can't stop talking to Song Yi for the rest of his life, can he?If this is really the case, then his life will be miserable, and he can't even keep such a best friend?

Yes

President Xiao Jiang suddenly realized

Song Yi is his best friend. They have known each other for so long and experienced so much. Is there anything more important than this?Of course not, he had a cold war with Song Yi for half a month because of that stupid thing?

It's a complete mediocrity, I don't know what it means! !

Jiang Yuebai figured it out in an instant, and the last grudge in his heart was washed away. He immediately took out his mobile phone and called Song Yi without even thinking about it. He answered it quickly without saying a word.

Jiang Yuebai said to the phone angrily, "Song Yi, come and save me."

Then his eyes went dark, and he passed out from the pain.

When Jiang Yuebai woke up, he was already in the hospital. He woke up in a daze, and his consciousness recovered first. Remembering what happened before the phone call, he was a little embarrassed at the moment, and quietly squinted one eye to look around.

He lived in an ordinary single ward, and in front of him was a doctor in a white coat with his back facing him, fiddling with things. When he heard the movement, he hurriedly turned to look at it. Jiang Yuebai quickly closed his eyes tightly, and the man spoke. Le: "Hey, didn't you wake up just now? Why did you fall asleep again?"

It was Wen Heng's voice, Jiang Yuebai heaved a sigh of relief, opened her eyes hypocritically, and said hoarsely, "Why am I in the hospital, Doctor Wen?"

Wen Heng sneered and said, "I'm pretending to be confused at the moment, Mr. Jiang, didn't you call this yourself and ask Dr. Song to answer it?"

"Hehe..." He smiled awkwardly and looked around: "Where is Song Yi?"

"Went to see other patients"

"Then how long have I been lying down? How did it happen?" Jiang Yuebai asked again. After all, he didn't remember anything after passing out from the pain, and he lost consciousness at all.

"How else can you come here? Doctor Song sent you here in person." Wen Heng squeezed his pen and thought: "Doctor Song left in a hurry after receiving your call. I thought something serious happened to you. I was so scared to death, Song Yi When I sent you to the hospital, your whole body was soaked, I have never seen him so tired, Mr. Jiang, you and Song Yi are good friends who have known each other for so many years."

When these words came out of Wen Heng's mouth, a touching scene was immediately discounted, but Jiang Yuebai was still flattered when he heard it. It sounded like Song Yi not only ignored him after they lost contact for half a month, but rather liked him. Seriously, after such a comparison, he felt more and more that it was too serious for him to ignore Song Yi because of such a trivial matter.

Xiao Jiang always felt very guilty thinking of this, thinking that when Dr. Song came, he must treat him well.

"Oh, by the way, Dr. Wen, what's wrong with me? My stomach hurts so much? Is it acute gastroenteritis caused by drinking too much?"

"Yo, I really drank."

".....hehe"

"Acute appendicitis, surgery will be performed tomorrow, congratulations."

"...Appendix?" Jiang Yuebai was taken aback. He didn't think about it at all. He thought that he would never have to pass through the appendix in his life. Now it's all right, he's going to be stabbed for no reason.

"Yes, the appendix, but don't worry, Song Yi is very skilled in this area. He will come here in person to ensure that your wound will be well-shielded, much prettier than other patients."

"I'm about to get the first cut, and I still have the mood to care about whether the cut is beautiful?" Jiang Yuebai was quite shocked, and Wen Heng laughed bluntly beside him.

After a while, footsteps came from outside the corridor, Wen Heng said, "Hey, he's here, you can talk to him yourself."