control violence

The corridor on the second floor exuded a stuffy smell of disinfectant, Chen Duo felt a little dizzy, and hurried towards a ward.

Pushing open the door and entering the room, there was a deathly silence in the double ward.

Silence without even the sound of breathing.

He walked to the hospital bed by the window and put the food on the bedside table. Even though he had controlled his movements very lightly, the patient still opened his eyes.

Ma Wenshan raised his head and looked at the ceiling with slack eyes. The long and twisted centipede-like scar on his face was torn by his fingernails again, and thick pale yellow blood scabs were densely covered in the carrion cracks.

The scar was split horizontally from the left eyebrow to the right chin. It can be imagined that when he was sent to the hospital, his entire face had been split to the point where the flesh was turned upside down, bloody and bloody.

His lips were also severely chapped and peeled, and the color of his lips was purple as if poisoned. It was obvious that he hadn't been in the water for a long time.

Chen Duo took out a mat from the bottom of the bed and sat down, inserted the straw of hot milk and handed it to him.

Ma Wenshan took the paper cup bluntly like an old man, slowly moved it to his mouth, and gently sucked on the straw.

The relationship between the two was very embarrassing, every time Chen Duo was alone with him, he kept silent, because he didn't have the slightest desire to talk to him, and he didn't know what to say.

Even though he has taken care of him like this for two years.

"... Ma Jian"

Ma Wenshan couldn't move his face, he could only roll his eyes with difficulty, staring at Chen Duo's injured knee, and said, "Ma Jian?"

"Well, your dad."

Last night, Chen Duo left the study room and went to work in the Internet cafe. On the way, he bumped into Ma Jian who was waiting for him. The man was sitting on the trash can topless, with seven or eight beer bottles lying at his feet.

As soon as Ma Jian saw Chen Duo, he picked up the wine bottle and threw it at his face, smashed half of the wine bottle viciously, stabbed Chen Duo's knee with the tip of the glass, and shouted obscenities like crazy, saying If Chen Duo still dared to delay his son's medical expenses, he would smash Chen Duo's house to pieces.

"You...don't give him the money...you...give it to me directly to the hospital...go quickly..." Ma Wenshan was so angry that his chest was heaving up and down, and he wanted to make a fist with his hands but couldn't.

Ma Jian became a vagrant before he reached his forties. The money he asked for from Chen Duo was never spent on his own son's skin graft rehabilitation. The rest was stolen from his pocket and used to solve his own food and clothing problems, as well as to gamble and buy lottery tickets.

Chen Duo looked at Ma Wenshan's exasperated face, and said calmly, "Why?"

"By...just my face...you cut it off."

Chen Duo didn't answer, he stood up and put away the Maza, and put it back under the bed.

Ma Wenshan watched his movements, thought he was going to leave, and immediately became anxious, moving his body upwards vigorously, trying to lean his back against the wall.

But his strength was limited, and his arms became weak after a while, so he could only slump back on the bed and look at the ceiling. He spoke with some difficulty: "Money...the doctor urged...you several times...you fucking hurry up and hand it over. .Otherwise I..my medicine will be stopped...”

"Who is your father, Ma Jian or me?" Chen Duo suddenly laughed angrily at his faceless appearance, "I will pay for the money that should be paid, and where the money will be spent. You and your son will discuss it yourself. The contract stipulates I called you at the beginning of the year for the last 1 yuan. I deserve to be responsible for losing money. It is your and your father’s business to embezzle medical expenses. If your own father spends your medical money, you don’t ask him. If you want to come back, forget it, and you still ask me to pay for your medicine again?"

Chen Duo stretched out his finger and pointed to his head, "I split your face, not here."

Before Ma Wenshan could speak, Chen Duo turned around and left the ward, not forgetting to close the door before leaving.

He wasn't really angry at all, and most of his anger disappeared as soon as he came out. He took out his phone and checked the time after turning it on.

Going back to school at this point will definitely be caught. I can't guarantee that I can climb over the wall and fall on the guard's face. I'd better sneak back in the afternoon.

Another missed call with a text message on the screen

.

He opened it and saw that it was from Han Zhao.

- Asking for leave at night to have a drink

Chen Duo replied with a question mark.

- An old friend of mine said let us take care of one more brother of his, they treat them, let's have a drink and get to know each other and we're done

He clicked on the shortcut phrase and sent "OK".

After Zhou Yi finished his meal in the cafeteria, he smoked an after-dinner cigarette at the corner of the dormitory building before going to the dormitory arranged for him by the school.

He directly opened the door and went in. The person inside suddenly yelled "I'm stupid", and the boy on the lower bunk next to the door was wearing a pair of underwear. Stay lower body.

He covered himself up in a hurry, raised his head and roared at Zhou Yi: "You treat the dormitory as your home? Do you know how to write the word knock on the door? Your mother pinched your baby upside down, didn't you?" no!"

"Why are you howling less, I'm so stupid!" The brother sleeping on his upper bunk kicked violently on the bed, poked his head out and pointed at the boy on the lower bunk and said, "If you make such a big noise again, I'll crawl!" Go down and crush your egg with one hand."

Zhou Yi was very glad that he suppressed the "sorry" that came to his lips in time. He took a deep look at the boy in the lower bunk who had already put on his pants and played with his mobile phone, but said nothing.

The dormitory is very narrow, with three beds and six people with a single bathroom. Except for the two boys, the other three are not in the dormitory, and they probably haven't finished their lunch yet.

Zhou Yi's bed was next to the radiator, and he lived in the lower bunk. The school distributed supplies such as sheets and quilts, which were neatly folded and placed on the empty bed.

When he walked over to clean the bed, the irascible old man on the upper bunk took a peek at him, his lips squirmed and wanted to say something, but he felt that Zhou Yi's face was too fierce, and he was probably not easy to get along with, so he put on the earphones again Playing games.

Zhou Yi is too tall, and it is clumsy and difficult to bend over to put on a quilt cover. He has never fiddled with a quilt cover in his 18 years of life.

He leaned against the bed with one knee, and just as he smoothed the sheets, the door of the dormitory was kicked open.

"I'm so hot. It's too hot. If I die, you won't have a father."

Two gym students in basketball vests grumbled and complained. When they entered the dormitory, they lifted up their clothes to wipe their sweat. When they saw Zhou Yi, it was as if they saw air. They went into the toilet to wash their faces without saying hello.

Zhou Yi said that he was very satisfied with this attitude. He always liked to be alone, and he felt annoying when someone made noise in his ears. It was best for his roommates to ignore him.