Was taken away by seniors after breaking up

In the evening, I sent my grandma back to sleep. When I was about to leave, something happened suddenly. The doctor came to give first aid. When Zheng Lan saw her grandma again, she put on a respirator again.

Subjectively, I can’t accept it. It’s been a day, and the old man is doing well and laughing happily all the time. It’s been a long time since he was sober, and he fell ill again.

Zheng Lan stood guard outside the corridor, being held in Pei Yan's arms.

Pei Yan knew that there was not much he could do.Zheng Lan is an excellent medical student, and he is helpless in the face of the illness of his relatives, not to mention that he is alone in the pile of money.

He even thought, if he didn't leave, he would stay with him, and he would be able to get those credits back anyway, not more important than Zheng Lan.

But Zheng Lan persuaded him to go back first, and wanted to keep it bravely.

Mingming cried until his eyes were swollen, and he was still thinking of others at this time, so Pei Yan didn't let go of his anger and held him tightly.

A couple turned around from the corridor. Zheng Lan was still leaning on Pei Yan's arms without looking up.

The two looked at them with strange expressions. Pei Yan was annoyed by this look, and looked back impatiently. The two seemed to be frightened and restrained.

They didn't leave, but came here instead. Zheng Lan closed her eyes, wiped Pei Yan's clothes, and then raised her eyes.

"Zheng Lan." The middle-aged woman called him.

Pei Yan was stunned for a moment, then let go of her hand, Zheng Lan sat up, without addressing her, just said: "Grandma is dying again."

Song Meiqing glared at Pei Yan, grabbed Zheng Lan and pulled her to her side, "Your grandma is still lying down, you just stay here with a man..."

She spoke really badly, and Zheng Lan's complexion was also bad. Although Pei Yan realized that it should be Zheng Lan's parents, she didn't give him a good look. She pushed Song Meiqing's hand away and rubbed Zheng Lan's forearm.

"I'm leaving first, you must call me if you need anything."

The two of them acted affectionately, making Song Meiqing turn around in anger.

"Well, you go the day after tomorrow, come here first, I can't see you off, but I want to watch you go." Zheng Lan leaned forward again, Pei Yan patted his back, kissed his ear, When I left, I suddenly thought of these two people.

During a certain cooperation, he walked past the meeting room and met for a few seconds.

So he rubbed shoulders again, lowered his head, and said to the woman word for word: "I am, Pei Yan."

Song Meiqing shuddered.

When Pei Yan left, the figure disappeared, she wanted to scold Zheng Lan, her useless son sat on the chair with his head bowed, Song Meiqing thought of the sentence "I am Pei Yan", she finally didn't dare to slap her, she could only mock him : "No wonder you look down on Gu Zhi, it turns out you have climbed a high branch."

Zheng Lan's heart was in turmoil, Song Meiqing's words were like the wind, and he didn't think of them at all.

Zheng Lan couldn't sleep soundly all night.

The old man's breathing was so weak that he could hardly feel it while lying on the small bed next to him.

After the morning, the doctor came to do the usual checkup, and grandma woke up at that time, telling Zheng Lan not to worry about her.

Pei Yan sent him a message, saying that he would not bother him today, and let him take care of grandma at ease.

During the day, the old man got better and could sit up again. He just looked out of the window. Zheng Lan knew that she wanted to go out, but she could only say helplessly: "You are still resting in the ward, tomorrow, tomorrow I will bring you Are you going out?"

Grandma was still not very happy, Zheng Lan thought of Pei Yan who made her very happy again, and said to her: "Pei Yan will come again tomorrow, he has to go back to school, tomorrow's plane, come and have a look one last time."

I didn't say who I came to see, anyone could.

After grandma heard it, she seemed to be in a better mood, which made Zheng Lan feel a little bit pissed off.

Why does everyone like Pei Yan?

After lunch, Zheng Lan was a little sleepy. She lay on the bed and squinted for a while, then opened her eyes, and saw her grandmother writing on the small table.

It has been a long time since Zheng Lan saw her pair of presbyopic glasses. The old man's thin fingers pinched the round pen, trembling on the paper.

Seeing that Zheng Lan was awake, grandma covered her face instead, like a child who doesn't let her parents read her diary.

Zheng Lan smiled and asked her, "What are you writing about?"

Embarrassed, grandma said, "Write whatever you want, and I'll show you later."

After she talked about it, Zheng Lan's mood improved a lot, and she said, "Okay, I'll wait for you to show me."

Grandma didn't show much expression, she threw herself down and continued writing.

In the afternoon, Zheng Lan went to the attending doctor to understand the condition. When she came back, the table had been put away, and her grandmother was sitting by the bed, facing the window.

The nurse stood aside, and when she saw Zheng Lan approaching, she looked distressed.

Zheng Lan stepped forward and asked softly, "What's wrong?"

"The desk was just cleared away, the old lady finished writing and became confused again," said the nurse.

Zheng Lan nodded, let her go out first, and sat beside grandma by herself.

"Grandma..." he called.

The old man turned his head sluggishly, as if the energy he had before was gone all at once.

"My wife, what have you been doing, you haven't been home for so long?" Grandma looked at Zheng Lan with a reproachful face.

Zheng Lan touched her hand, imitating her grandfather who passed away a long time ago, and said, "Where is it so long, I stayed with you all night yesterday."

Grandma thought about it, and it seemed to be the case.She changed the subject, frowned, and asked again: "Do you know what happened to the child and his mother? Seeing Tian'er quarreling endlessly, how can mother and child do this?"

Zheng Lan choked up and was speechless.

"Actually..." Grandma shook her head, "I seem to have guessed a little bit."

Zheng Lan suddenly felt stiff all over, as if she was standing naked in January winter, frozen to stone from inside to outside.

He tried his best to control his trembling voice, "How...how did you know?"

"I don't know if it's true. What's the matter? Wife," the grandma shook Zheng Lan's hand, and burst into tears, "Why don't you tell me what to do?"

Zheng Lan couldn't even hug her thin back.

He didn't know if things had gotten to the worst of it, but Granny really knew and was sad about it.

At the same time, he was wrapped in a burst of intense sadness.

Pei Yan obviously made grandma so happy, but why no one can accept him.

Pei Yan is clearly better than anyone else.

After a while, grandma fell asleep, Zheng Lan handed her over to the nurse and left the hospital by herself.

He wanted to hear Pei Yan's voice, but he couldn't call him.

He was depressed and puzzled, but no one could give him an answer or a choice.

Throughout the night, Zheng Lan didn't sleep well, and only took a rest at dawn.

So it was late in the morning, and grandma was already awake. He opened the door and went in, and unexpectedly saw Pei Yan.

I was startled for a moment, Zheng Lan stood at the door, suddenly unable to move.

Until Pei Yan waved to him and called him: "What's the matter? Come and sit down."

Only then did Zheng Lan calm down, walked over to sit down, and smelled the aroma of food.

"Bring you breakfast." Pei Yan opened the lunch box, which contained food for one person, all of which he loved.

He saw his grandma looking at them, obviously hungry, but he pushed her back and said, "I'm not hungry yet."

Pei Yan frowned slightly, and closed the box without forcing him.

"Pei Yan came here so early, I saw him not long after I woke up." Grandma was awake again.

This time Zheng Lan looked carefully at her eyes, wondering if the smile was fake or not.

But everything is natural, grandma seems to really like Pei Yan at this moment.

After Zheng Lan rejected Pei Yan once, he seemed to understand, and also accompanied him in acting, and after that, everything he said and did was far away from him.

Zheng Lan felt uncomfortable, but everything was not self-inflicted.

After chatting for a while, Pei Yan said that he was leaving, and Zheng Lan got up to see him off, just in time to meet Song Meiqing coming over.

When the door was closing, he heard her stretch out her wheelchair and ask grandma if she wanted to go for a walk.

The two got out of the elevator in silence all the way, and walked to the garden outside the ward, Pei Yancai couldn't help holding his hand.

"I'm leaving."

Zheng Lan lowered her head and leaned over after a while, wrapping her empty arms around his waist, leaning against his shoulders.

"I know, I will miss you."

Pei Yan was satisfied, the neglect all morning seemed to be empty, only the person in front of him was the most important.

He hugged Zheng Lan tighter, pressed against Zheng Lan's earlobe, and explained to him: "If you have anything to do, you must tell me. I won't be too busy after returning to school. Call me when you have time."

Zheng Lan assured again, "I know." Pei Yan snorted and said, "I don't really believe you know."

Zheng Lan also understood that his reputation was not good, so he coaxed helplessly: "I don't want to make you too tired."

Seeing that the old matter was about to be brought up again, Pei Yan stopped in time, cherished such a little last time, and buried her head in kissing him.

After returning to China, everything was chaotic and rushed. The holidays are not like holidays, but more like working overtime, but there is no way, no one can help themselves.

Pei Yan kissed enough, rubbed his hair again, breathed heavily and said: "I hope that after returning to school, it will be a good day."

Zheng Lan hummed and looked at Pei Yan's watch.

"Are you leaving?" He was released from his arms.

"They're waiting for me outside." Pei Yan pointed out, but they were no longer in his arms, and they were still holding hands, as if they were inseparable.

"I see," Zheng Lan nodded, let go, and waved at him again, "Best trip."

Seeing that he forced a smile, Pei Yan thought that smile was uglier than crying, sighed, leaned forward again, and pecked his lips.

He looked at Zheng Lan affectionately, and touched his cheek with his palm, "Baby, I love you. Let's go."

Zheng Lan lowered her head and hummed, so small that only she could hear it.

Pei Yan turned around and walked out. When Zheng Lan looked up at him, it was as if he had returned to the river where the lanterns were placed that day.

He went out for an outing full of joy, but the person accompanying him left suddenly.

He couldn't figure out why, every time he was separated from Pei Yan, he had the illusion of being separated forever.

It seems that the ending of being separated forever is waiting for them not far away.

Suddenly there was an exclamation from behind, and Zheng Lan turned around to look, and there was a large group of people around the downstairs door of the inpatient department.

Someone must have had an accident. He walked over to see if he could help, but he saw that the old man lying in the wheelchair in the middle of the crowd turned out to be a grandmother.

As if a white light flashed in his mind, Zheng Lan rushed forward to pick up the old man and ran in, and the doctors and nurses who were rushed over were brought to the hospital bed.

The wheels turned quickly on the ground, and Zheng Lan watched grandma being sent to the operating room.

Song Meiqing came panting behind him, Zheng Lan rushed over and asked her, "What happened to grandma?"

Song Meiqing gave him a strange look, Zheng Lan was trembling all over, tears were about to come down: "Say it!"

"I pushed her out and saw you... But your grandma looked at it for a while, and there was nothing unusual. After the man left, she suddenly passed out."

Hearing what she said exactly, Zheng Lan felt dizzy and dizzy, and one of them couldn't hold on, and fell on the cold chair on the side.

How is it possible, how is it possible...

He persuaded himself to calm down.

No, not because of this.

The air in the corridor was eerily quiet, Zheng An also arrived, but no one spoke.

Zheng Lan sat like a lost soul, staring blankly at the operating room.

More than an hour later, the doctor came out of the operating room and issued another critical illness notice.

Zheng Lan's phone rang, but he didn't look at it, but he knew it should be a text message from Pei Yan.

It's time for him to get on the plane.

More than an hour later, at the city's airport, a Boeing passenger plane was speeding down the runway and roaring into the sky.

Pei Yan was still worried about not receiving Zheng Lan's reply. He rarely felt this flustered feeling, and he was dizzy while grabbing the armrest beside the seat.

At the same time, at the door of the operating room, Zheng Lan could not be supported by his father, and slid on the ground, with his head against the cold wall tiles, and only the halo of incandescent lamps on the top of the corridor was in his eyes.

A piece of paper fluttered to the side.

That was the death notice from the doctor.

Life is like a few black and white words on white paper, once the pen is written, it disappears.

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