Out of place

"Xiang Xi, 18 years old, jobless, professional gangster, was beaten up for no reason," Cheng Boyan sat by the bed, looked at Xiang Xi, and said in a low voice, "then climbed into the hospital In the parking lot, I found the car of the doctor who had failed to touch the porcelain, and hid behind the car while waiting for people to get off work... Is this the case?"

"That's it." Xiang Xi wrinkled his nose and twisted with some difficulty lying on the bed, "Can Dr. Cheng help..."

"Huh?" Cheng Boyan responded.

"The back of my right leg is itchy, can you scratch it for me?" Xiang Xi said with some embarrassment.

"Itchy right hind leg?" Cheng Boyan glanced at his leg.

"Right leg! The back of my right leg is itchy!" Xiang Xi clicked his tongue, "Forget about the hind leg, just the hind leg. Doctor Cheng, can you help me scratch my right hind leg? It's so itchy! It's so uncomfortable !"

"Itchy?" Cheng Boyan asked slowly while sitting still.

"...Yes!" Xiang Xi rolled his eyes and looked at him.

"If you don't tell the truth, it will itch." Cheng Boyan leaned back in the chair, took out his mobile phone and started playing, "If I don't tell the truth, I can only call the police first."

Xiang Xi couldn't describe how he felt, his body hurt like hell, his legs, waist, and back were itchy, just like Shang Xing!To meet such a difficult master as Cheng Boyan!

"No, brother," he gritted his teeth, "you are too upright!"

"No way, the three views are so upright, and the sense of justice is so overwhelming. The other day you dangled my wallet in front of me and I didn't call the police. It was already a challenge to the bottom line." Cheng Boyan looked at the phone, "You don't even look at you now What kind of virtue is there, and you still play the trick?"

"What's wrong with me... I'm disfigured?" Xiang Xi raised his voice and his eyes widened.

"Want to see it?" Cheng Boyan raised his head.

"Look! Is there a mirror?" Xiang Xi raised his arm, then put it down grinning, "Fuck me, do I still have a place to move!"

Cheng Boyan stood up, took two steps back, took a photo of him with his mobile phone, and handed it to him: "Your injury will not heal within three months."

"I..." Xiang Xi hurriedly looked at the screen, and then roared out in shock, "I'm fucking my hair!"

The person in the next bed laughed when he heard it: "I shaved it when I came in."

"I shaved it myself, checked the wound, and it was well protected, not too serious." Cheng Boyan sat back on the chair, "At first glance, your head is not pleasing to the eye, and this time it is just right."

"Fuck," Xiang Xi frowned, and changed his tone after a few seconds, "Brother... give me a scratch, it's going to kill me... My body still hurts, I can't stand the itching..."

Cheng Boyan stared at him for a while, sighed, got up and lifted his quilt, and tapped on his leg: "Is it here? There is a brace blocking it."

"What to do, what to do, what to do!" Xiang Xi felt that he couldn't bear it for a second when he heard it.

"Wait a minute." Cheng Boyan frowned, turned and walked out of the ward, and turned back after a while, holding a sweater needle in his hand.

"What is this?" Xiang Xi was taken aback.

"Iron rod yam." Cheng Boyan said.

"Fuck..." Xiang Xi laughed, and felt his face hurt after laughing twice, "Hurry up, hurry up."

Cheng Boyan stuck a sweater needle in and poked it: "Is that all right?"

"Hey, go down a little bit," Xiang Xi quickly realized, "move to the left, right right right right... This is right here, ouch, it's so itchy!"

Cheng Boyan poked him a few more times: "Where is it itching?"

"Can you scratch your back?" Xiang Xi asked.

Cheng Boyan didn't speak, he reached under him and lifted it to the side, scratching his back a few times: "Are you alright?"

"It seems...well," Xiang Xi said, and after Cheng Boyan put him flat, he closed his eyes, "It hurts so much, how long will it take..."

"It won't hurt tomorrow," Cheng Boyan looked at the time, "You still have one hour to tell me the truth."

"It's the truth," Xiang Xi said helplessly, "I feel so uncomfortable now that I want to die suddenly, so I don't have the energy to tell you nonsense."

"Really?" Cheng Boyan studied the expression on his face, he really couldn't be sure if Xiang Xi was telling the truth, when he said his father's illness before, he also expressed sincerity and moved heaven and earth.

"Really, brother," Xiang Xi said in a low voice, almost whispering, "Please, don't call the police. I don't have an ID card. If I call the police, I will be in trouble."

A pick-up guy without an ID card, whose name, age and background are all based on his mouth.

Cheng Boyan felt that he could digest these things all night, what's the matter!

Xiang Xi's mind was already a little groggy, and his body was suffering from pain. In addition, his hair was shaved bald by Cheng Boyanhao mercilessly. This heavy blow made him feel a little exhausted, half-closed his eyes Sleepy again.

Cheng Boyan leaned over his head and looked at it, then glanced at the bottle beside the bed, and rang the bell to call the nurse to change the medicine.

After changing the last bottle of medicine, Xiang Xi's eyes were completely closed.

Cheng Boyan stood up and stretched his waist. Xiang Xi's sleeping appearance was okay, and he looked quite obedient, much better than when he opened his eyes and mouth full of wonder if it was true or not.

"You should rest first, I'm too tired today, I have to go back." Cheng Boyan put his phone away and said something.

"Ah?" Xiang Xi opened his eyes and looked at him in a daze, "Are you leaving?"

"If you don't leave, do you still expect me to accompany you in bed?" Cheng Boyan said, "I told the nurses that they will come to watch over you at night, and I will come back tomorrow."

"Brother..." Xiang Xi called him and winked at him, "Come here, I have something to say."

Cheng Boyan bent down to get closer to him, and he said in a low voice, "Don't call the police, please."

"It's time for the morning paper," Cheng Boyan said, turning around to leave, and after thinking about it, he turned his head and pointed at Xiang Xi, "but it doesn't mean I can believe your words."

When he got home, Cheng Boyan felt dizzy, and almost fell asleep in the bathtub while taking a bath.

Xiang Xi's Ruyi pendant was still in his coat pocket. Cheng Boyan took it out after taking a shower and looked at it again. He didn't know much about it, but his uncle was in the jade business, and he had seen some.

This pendant can be seen by a layman as a good thing. If it is said that it belongs to Xiang Xi, he really can't believe it. When he picked it up, he put it in the quilt?

A wealthy family abandoned an illegitimate child 18 years ago?

It's like acting in a TV series, but it has to be the bloody kind.

He has all of Xiangxi's things, but not much, except for this pendant, some change, some keys, a small pack of cartoon Band-Aids, and Xiangxi's... no, his wallet.

I don't know why, the money is not in the wallet, the wallet is empty, Cheng Boyan turned the wallet twice with his fingers, threw it on the table, found a small bag from the drawer, and put Xiangxi's things in it .

The pendant was not put in together, so I took a box and put it in, and locked it in the cabinet.

Cheng Boyan slept very restlessly at night, dreaming too much, one after another, making people irritated, and finally the sound of "Brother" in the dream woke him up.

He stared in the dark, and for a long time he couldn't tell if the voice belonged to Xiang Xi or Cheng Boyu.

can not fall asleep.

After staying on the bed for a while, he got up and turned on the light, got out of bed, walked to the bookcase by the wall and stood down.

The bookcase is basically full of professional books and a large number of translation materials for osteosarcoma. In the middle shelf, there is a photo frame between the two rows of books.

Cheng Boyu's smile can be seen through the glass.

After staring at it for a few moments, Cheng Boyan opened the glass door, reached out and pushed the photo frame down.

He didn't like Cheng Boyu, and in his memory, this brother who was four years younger than him brought him nothing but irritability.

Both mother and father are doctors, and it is common for them to not see anyone for a few days when they are busy. In the years when Cheng Boyu grew up enough to not need other people's care, Cheng Boyan had to be responsible for his basic necessities when there were no adults at home.

These complicated and trivial matters that made him burnt out made him completely dislike this younger brother.

Cheng Boyu followed him and called his brother, and when he pestered himself to play with him, he hardly had a good face a few times. In Cheng Boyu's heart, he probably wasn't a good brother either.

This state of affairs continued until…

"Brother, am I going to die, please help me..."

Cheng Boyan turned off the light with some annoyance, threw himself back on the bed, and wrapped him tightly with a quilt.

Xiang Xi woke up very early in the morning, startled by the sudden flash of Uncle Ping's face in his mind, and when he opened his eyes, his brow was sweating.

The moment he realized that he was lying in the hospital, he was enveloped by a sense of relief he had never felt before, and he wanted to smile with a smile, but the wounds on the corners of his mouth and eyes hadn’t moved all night, and he felt a bit painful. He couldn't laugh.

There is still pain in the body and legs, not much better than yesterday.

He took the nurse to inquire about his injury carefully, because he was Cheng Boyan's friend, the nurse told him in detail in his busy schedule.

Hearing the professional terms, Xiang Xi was in the fog, so he knew roughly that he had various fractures. The place where the fracture was added was enough for him to touch porcelain for a month. There were steel nails in his legs, which Cheng Boyan made for him. Operation.

Of course, Cheng Boyan also shaved off his handsome and flamboyant Mohawk.

But it's okay.

It's nothing if the legs are hanging, nothing if the arms can't be bent, nothing if the neck can't be twisted, nothing if it hurts, nothing if itches, baldness... nothing!

Compared with being finally kicked out of Dawali and Zhaojiayao by Uncle Ping, it's nothing!

When Cheng Boyan came to make the ward rounds, the nurse Xiao Jiang was holding his own small mirror over Xiang Xi's face to shine on him.

"Oh, my head is lucky to be in shape, otherwise, who would be able to get out with a monk's head?" Xiang Xi sighed.

"There are so many bald heads on the street," Xiao Jiang said with a smile, put away the mirror and pushed the medicine cart, turned around and saw Cheng Boyan, and said hello, "Good morning, Doctor Cheng."

"Morning," Cheng Boyan nodded, and walked to Xiang Xi's bedside, "Don't worry, you won't be able to leave the hospital until you've grown up."

"Morning, Doctor Cheng," Xiang Xi sighed, "...I don't look like myself anymore."

"That's because your face hasn't gone swollen, and it has nothing to do with being bald." Cheng Boyan took out a piece of cartoon Band-Aid from his pocket, tore it off and stuck it on Xiang Xilei's mole, "Does this feel better?"

Xiang Xi froze for a moment, then stared at the ceiling and laughed for a long time, and finally said to Boyan in a very soft voice: "Thank you."

Xiao Jiang came over and put a bottle on Xiang Xi, and Cheng Boyan asked him how he felt, Xiang Xi felt awkward all over, and he didn't feel much else.

"I've been hanging like this all the time, until my hair grows to a full inch?" He looked at Cheng Boyan depressedly, "Do I have to hang like this? And put a plastic cover on it?"

"Well, the brace is for fixation," Cheng Boyan looked at him, "Hanging can promote blood circulation, reduce swelling, and make you less painful. You can move your toes when you have nothing to do."

"Oh... Oh, that's right," Xiang Xi smiled suddenly, "I heard from the nurse that the nails were still inserted? How did you do it? Will they be removed in the future?"

"Kang bang bang, it was nailed in," Cheng Boyan lowered his head and wrote on the ward round record, "Of course it has to be taken out. When it was taken out, it was taken out with a swipe, and it came out with a single pry."

The patient in the next bed was drinking porridge. Hearing this, he almost choked on laughter: "Doctor, you are so funny, you, Director Liang, are serious."

"Director Liang has a lot of patients, and he is so busy that he doesn't have time to drink water every day," Cheng Boyan smiled, "There's no time for fooling around."

After checking Xiang Xi's bed, Cheng Boyan was about to go to the next ward, and before leaving, he asked Xiang Xi: "Can your friend come to the hospital to take care of you?"

"Friends?" Xiang Xi was stunned for a moment, and then whispered after a while, "I have no friends."

"Then I'll contact you with an escort, but I don't think I'll be here until noon." Cheng Boyan didn't say anything else, and glanced at the pink lunch box on Xiangxi's bedside table. I don't know which little nurse lent him it, "Breakfast you……"

"I'll come," said the bed next door, this man is Zhou Jin, in his 20s, he came in this morning with an ankle injury, and he just finished his porridge, "I'll feed him."

Cheng Boyan got out of the ward, passed Xiang Xi's ward after checking the ward, and took a look in. Xiang Xi was chatting with Zhou Jin, and he went back to the office.

Four thousand was stolen, the deposit for hospitalization, all kinds of medical expenses for treatment, and the need to hire an escort... He habitually recorded all these in the accounting software of his mobile phone, and it cost a lot to add them together.

Cheng Boyan frowned, he was sick, and he was still seriously ill, yet he paid so much money for a gangster who stole from him.

Will I have to go to the psychiatrist to prescribe some drugs in a while?

Although Xiang Xi is not a very lively person, it is still quite a pain for him to be unable to move his arms and legs like being tortured in the hospital.

It's been three days and I feel like I can't take it anymore.

It takes a long time to scratch the itch, brush your teeth and wash your face... There is basically no need to think about such things, eating and going to the bathroom have to be done on the bed, but the escort Cheng Boyan found for him is still a big sister, he can't hold back every time he needs to go to the bathroom No more embarrassment to speak.

"Doctor Cheng, brother Cheng," Xiang Xi protested to Cheng Boyan very seriously when he was waiting for Cheng Boyan to come to make the rounds, "Can you change your escort, find me a girl..."

"Her son is older than you," Cheng Boyan looked at his legs, "Besides, it's not easy to hire an escort now."

"... Oh," Xiang Xi immediately lost his voice when he heard that it was difficult to hire an escort. After a pause, he said again, "You spent... a lot of money, right? I'll give it to you when I can move."

"Well, it doesn't count what you took from my wallet," Cheng Boyan took out his mobile phone, opened the account book and handed it to him, "This account will be settled slowly in the future."

"Damn it," Xiang Xi closed his eyes, "Why don't you throw me out, on the street, under the bridge, at the self-service bank..."

After talking for a long time, he didn't hear Cheng Boyan's voice, but only heard Zhou Jin beside him happily. Xiang Xi opened his eyes and found that Cheng Boyan was no longer in the ward.

"Is this doctor your friend?" Zhou Jin asked him with a smile.

"...Ah?" Xiang Xi was stunned by this simple question, and couldn't answer it for a while, so he had to answer casually.

friend?He has no friends.

He used to say this before, I have no friends.

It was very cool when I said it, and I didn’t think it was awkward. In places like Zhaojiayao, the word friend is too extravagant and too naive. Friends are not friends. Real friends will leave sooner or later, and fake friends may be stabbed at any time Your ribs are under your ribs, you have a knife in your ribs.

But now I suddenly feel a little lost.

Ever since Cheng Boyan asked him if he had any friends who could take care of him, he was lost.

Without friends, when I say this again, it suddenly becomes very different.

Zhou Jin's question made him sink inexplicably, and he didn't hear what Zhou Jin said later.

Cheng Boyan's friend is his current status in the hospital. Of course, it is impossible for someone like Cheng Boyan to have a friend like him.

It's just because he is a doctor, and he is more capable of pretending to be pitiful, so Cheng Boyan's sympathy temporarily overcomes his disgust for him, and he becomes Cheng Boyan's... friend.

Xiang Xi sighed lightly.

In fact, he quite enjoyed it, with a friend like Cheng Boyan... Although Cheng Boyan didn't have a good impression of him, and didn't believe his words, he always wanted to call the police, and even shaved his handsome Moxi into a bald head.

But Cheng Boyan is a person in "Another Life", who saved him and was the one who walked closest to him.

Cheng Boyan was in the outpatient clinic today, but Xiang Xi didn't see him coming to the ward until seven o'clock in the evening, so he probably went home directly.

Anyway, I have an escort now, and my condition is quite stable. Except for my discomfort, my injuries are still in good condition.

"Would you like to go to the bathroom?" The escort elder sister was surnamed Sun, and she was very careful.

"I don't feel it yet," Xiang Xi closed his eyes for a moment, "Sister Sun, you go to eat, I have nothing to do here."

"Okay, I'll go eat first," Sister Sun nodded, "I'll wipe you off at night, the nurse said it's ok..."

"Wh... rub what?" Xiang Xi panicked for a while.

"Wipe yourself, you can't take a shower now, so it's better to wipe yourself off." Sister Sun left the ward to eat after she finished speaking.

Zhou Jin laughed so hard he couldn't breathe: "Hey, are you in great pain?"

"Damn it..." Xiang Xi actually wanted to wipe it off, he couldn't take a bath after being beaten in the mud that day, so it must be much more comfortable to wipe it off.

"Wipe it, what are you afraid of, I've seen it too much," Zhou Jin still smiled, "Didn't your big sister also change your clothes?"

"Changing clothes is embarrassing enough. Besides, can it be the same as changing clothes?" Xiang Xi has taken care of himself since he was a child, bathing and changing clothes, and even cleaning his wounds when he was injured. No one has ever served him, walking on the street People like them are not good people, and they don't even have anyone close to them.

Xiang Xi struggled with his thoughts for a long time, and even the idea of ​​asking Cheng Boyan to wipe him off came up, and finally let the eldest sister wipe it off.

Stealing people's money, cheating people, paying people's money and at least half of their lives, and letting people take a bath, he can't say this request. If he really said it, Cheng Boyan might be able to throw him on the street.

The eldest sister has been an escort for many years, and her movements are quite nimble. She wiped him like a table and cabinet. After changing her clothes, Xiang Xi finally relaxed, lay down on the bed, closed her eyes and stretched out. tone.

"Doctor Cheng, can you do this with your hand?" A little nurse frowned at Cheng Boyan.

"It's nothing." Cheng Boyan looked at his right hand, which was simply wrapped with gauze and bandages, "I'm going back first, and my friend is still waiting in the car."

"What if they come back tomorrow, Director Liang was almost beaten." The little nurse said worriedly.

"I'm in the inpatient department tomorrow." Cheng Boyan smiled.

After leaving the hospital, he was about to take out his mobile phone to make a call. A car parked on the side of the road flashed its lights twice. Cheng Boyan walked over and habitually stretched out his right hand to open the door. After stretching out, he saw the gauze before changing it again. left hand.

"Oh Boyan," Lin He turned his head and saw his hand, "what's wrong with your hand?"

"It's just broken skin." Cheng Boyan got into the car and fastened his seat belt.

"What did the patient do?" Lin He asked.

"Family," Cheng Boyan glanced at him, "Hurry up, where to eat, I'm going to go back to sleep after eating, I'm so sleepy."

"I haven't seen you for a year, so you treat me like this." Lin He smiled and started the car.

"Welcome, welcome, warm welcome," Cheng Boyan raised his arms and shouted twice, "Is that enough?"

"Crazy!" Lin He laughed for a long time, "What do you think I came all the way to see you?"

"It's not that you came here to see me," Cheng Boyan smiled, "Are you planning to come back to live?"

"Well," Lin He nodded, "At this age, I want to be more stable. It's good to have someone to accompany me."

"Have you played enough?" Cheng Boyan said.

"Are you touched?" Lin He glanced at him, "Stop thinking about work and making money..."

"What kind of money do you make? Drive your car seriously." Cheng Boyan clicked his tongue, wanting to say that I just lost my money.

"Hurry up and find one, don't be alone, no one will comfort you when you go home when you are injured," Lin He said.

"No time." Cheng Boyan leaned against the car window and looked out the window. The injury on his hand was not serious, it didn't hurt the bone, it was just a cut in the leg of the chair, but it really hurt.

Just not available.

I couldn't stop working last time, and somehow found myself a patient to take care of, how could I have time to think about other things...