The Sand Sculpture Actor Awakens

Hearing Ban Zhun say these inexplicable words just after waking up, Rong Qian's hand that wanted to remove the oxygen tube around his neck suddenly stopped.

"What did you say?"

Probably because he stayed in this room for too long and didn't talk to others, Rong Qian's voice was a little hoarse in the closed ward.

But Rong Qian knew that his depressed state at this time was due to the wound on his arm, but in Ban Zhun's ears, the meaning was not so simple.

Seeing that Rong Qian was still sullen, Ban Zhun suddenly felt that the words he used to stabilize Rong Qian just now sounded ambiguous, and it was very easy for Rong Qian to misunderstand him.

So Ban Zhun gasped twice, slowed down his breathing, raised his head with difficulty and said to Rong Qian:

"Xiao Rong, listen to me..."

With an oxygen mask on his face, it was still difficult for Ban Zhun to breathe.

However, he was even more worried that his life would be directly terminated in the hands of Rong Qian at this time, and then his hope of this life would be directly shattered.

If you don't breathe at this time, when will you wait?

So Ban Zhun paused for a while before sincerely looking up into Rong Qian's eyes:

"You are...you are still young, and your legal awareness is still very weak. After you kill me, not only will you get nothing, but you will...you will be arrested...cough..."

Rong Qian frowned and looked at Ban Zhun who was lying on the hospital bed with a pale face, and heard him speak out of breath as if his brain was broken, and silently judged whether this was Ban Zhun's new trick. He pretended to give in.

"Xiao Rong, you... calm down, think about it... is this the case?"

The whole sentence was divided into several paragraphs by Ban Zhun before he could finish it with difficulty. After realizing that Rong Qian would find it easier to get his hands on his vulnerable and weak appearance, Ban Zhun had a bad idea in his heart, and immediately said vigilantly. Breathing slowed.

He was lying on his back facing the glaring headlights on the ceiling. Naturally, one could see the suspicion in Rong Qian's eyes, and he couldn't help feeling a little flustered.

If he really couldn't convince Rong Qian, and then he beat him up, even if he didn't die, he wouldn't even think about walking out of the ward standing up.

Ban Zhun squinted his eyes, peeking at Rong Qian beside the bed.

He didn't know what Rong Qian was thinking, and he still planned to dissuade Rong Qian according to his own thoughts. At the same time, he raised his finger holding the blood oxygen probe, and slowly pressed his oxygen mask, just in case Rong Qian came true. If he insisted on pulling out his tube, he might be able to hold on for a while longer.

After all, the current Rong Qian is just a child who has just turned eighteen, and he doesn't have much strength.

It's not like he is fully developed, and he insists on exercising every day to make him tall and strong.

What's more, there is still a splint hanging on Rong Qian's left arm...

Ban Zhun knew that it was because he refused to marry him, and his parents thought he was unfilial and hurt him.

But Ban Zhun understood that in the end, Rong Qian would attribute all the suffering he had suffered to the instigator, that is, his unlucky guy, and return him with interest.

Ban Zhun was thinking about it, but he didn't expect Rong Qian to lift up his movable right hand and stretch it towards his head.

"do not!"

Ban Zhun was so frightened that he subconsciously closed his eyes, the wound on his face was painfully pulled by his avoidance.

There was a click of a plastic button in the head, and there was no choking feeling in the neck.

The young man looked down at him coldly, with a hint of sarcasm in his eyes.

"Ring the bell."

The doctor on duty quickly opened the door and walked in. After checking Ban Zhun's physical signs quickly, he pressed the medical tape that might be loose on Ban Zhun's chest through the hospital gown, and turned around and told Rong Qian:

"Although he is out of the dangerous period, we still have to pay attention to the patient's mood and don't let him have too much mood swings."

Ban Zhun was trembling from the cold of the doctor's hand, and hoarsely greeted the doctor who had begun to explain his condition to Rong Qian:

"Doctor...follow, just tell me..."

As if he couldn't feel the awkward atmosphere in the room, the doctor turned around and refuted Ban Zhun, "Mr. Ban, I need to explain clearly to your guardian..."

Ban Zhun didn't dare to bother that ancestor, he hurriedly interrupted the doctor's words:

"He, he is not my... guardian."

"But I see the spouse column..." The doctor's words were interrupted by a person rushing into the ward.

"Little Master!"

Hearing that slightly vicissitudes but calm and powerful voice, Ban Zhun was completely relieved.

The person who came was his housekeeper, Uncle Zhao.

It appears more frequently in Ban Zhun's life than his own father.

The two brothers of the Ban family had almost all their food, drink, food, housing and transportation from childhood to adulthood. Even Ban Zhun's assistant, Zhen Bujia, was selected by Uncle Zhao after several layers of screening. proportional to their financial resources.

Seeing Uncle Zhao come in, Ban Zhun suddenly felt that his breathing became much easier, and hurriedly stretched out the fingertip holding the blood oxygen probe, wanting to hold Uncle Zhao's hand for comfort:

"Uncle Zhao...you are here."

Rong Qian took half a step back to make way for Uncle Zhao to sit in front of Ban Zhun's bed. He stood by the wall and looked out the window, as if he was not interested in their conversation at all.

Uncle Zhao hurriedly greeted Ban Zhun's new daughter-in-law, Rong Qian, and then grabbed Ban Zhun's infusion tube to warm the liquid flowing in it, and asked kindly:

"Young master, what do you want to eat? Uncle Zhao will cook for you when he gets home. Uncle Zhao will bring you whatever you want."

It is estimated that only spouses or parents are allowed to enter the ward, so even if Uncle Zhao is worried about him, he can only stay outside and not come in.

Ban Zhun couldn't see the elders showing worry and sadness for him the most, so he pretended to think for a while, pursed his pale lips and smiled, "I want to eat what Aunt Liu made..."

He was wearing an oxygen mask and speaking was extremely difficult.

"I'm wearing this..." Ban Zhun panted heavily, pointing to the oxygen mask on his face, "It's hard to speak... Can I not use this?"

Uncle Zhao has never had a problem with his young master. Seeing him lying there covered in bruises, his heart aches so badly that he doesn't know that the light above his head is reflected on his forehead. Come on, it's almost indistinguishable from the halo of the savior.

In fact, Ban Zhun was out of danger a long time ago, and he was able to breathe on his own. The fact that he kept the equipment needed for the ICU for such a long time was also due to the instructions given to the hospital by the Ban family couple who were far away from abroad and could not come back immediately.

Seeing that Ban Zhun looked really uncomfortable wearing that, Uncle Zhao waved his hand and motioned for the doctor to come over and observe Ban Zhun's condition, and then help him take off the oxygen mask. He must try his best to let him have the best possible time under the premise of ensuring Ban Zhun's safety. comfortable experience.

Ban Zhun, who took off his oxygen mask, gasped for a few breaths of fresh air, and reported the names of the dishes to Uncle Zhao one after another. After seeing that Uncle Zhao had written them down, he had to ask for a bunch of fruits and vegetables that were hard to find even in this season. , and then it quieted down.

Uncle Zhao responded with all his strength.

Over the years, Uncle Zhao has watched Ban Zhun grow from a small baby tooth to the handsome man he is now. No matter how bad the rumors about Ban Zhun outside are, in his eyes, Ban Zhun has always been a cute boy on his shoulders. young master.

The two exchanged pleasantries for a while, and Uncle Zhao felt that Ban Zhun was not in good spirits, so he offered to leave and let him have a good rest. Before leaving, he said hello to Rong Qian again.

"Master Rong, I'm leaving first."

"Uncle Zhao, be careful on the road, drive slowly."

Rong Qian was very polite to everyone except Ban Zhun, aside from Zhao Bo's doting on Ban Zhun, Rong Qian still liked this amiable elder very much.

Uncle Zhao knew what kind of method his little devil used to bring this well-educated young master of the Rong family back home, so even though he had always been partial to Ban Zhun, he still felt apologetic towards Rong Qian. .

"What do you want to eat tomorrow morning? I'll prepare it and bring it to you."

Rong Qian cast a cold glance at the greedy Ban Zhun, shook his head and refused, "I'll go to the hospital restaurant to eat."

After sending Uncle Zhao away, only Ban Zhun, whose nerves became tense again, and Rong Qian, who watched the medical staff fiddling with the machine indifferently remained in the ward.

During the conversation between Ban Zhun and Uncle Zhao, Rong Qian kept watching with cold eyes, and did not show any interest in what they were talking about.

Except for Ban Zhun's requests to Uncle Zhao, Rong Qian felt that Ban Zhun was a very airy young master.

It is estimated that even the doctor who was arranging the instruments at the side thought that Ban Zhun was too troublesome, and said to him disapprovingly: "Mr. If you want to eat, the restaurant in the hospital has it.”

After taking off the oxygen mask, Ban Zhun's breathing became much easier. After seeing his family, his mental state improved obviously, and he was in the mood to say a few more words to the doctor:

"The elders in the family are like this. He sees me suffering and always wants to do something for me. If I really tell them to do something that is easier and easier to accomplish, they will feel uncomfortable instead."

After listening to his explanation, the doctor realized that Ban Zhun's actions seemed unreasonable, but in fact he was very considerate and caring about him, which was really different from the rumored image of disapproving relatives.

Rong Qian's expression didn't change much, but after listening to Ban Zhun's slightly hoarse voice, he glanced at the person lying on the hospital bed indifferently.

Unexpectedly, he just ran into the sight of Ban Zhun who was also looking at him.

The two stared at each other silently for a long time before Rong Qian looked away expressionlessly, turned around and walked out of the ward.

Ban Zhun breathed a sigh of relief, and stretched out his hand from under the quilt so that the nurse could infuse him. Since the indwelling needle would make Ban Zhun's skin allergic, he had to stick it on the back of his hand again and again during the infusion.

When I was on the set the day before yesterday, because I was in a hurry to go home, Ban Zhun didn't have dinner there, so the blood vessels were not so constricted. The nurse patted the back of his hand and asked Ban Zhun curiously: "Mr. Ban, Your physique is prone to bruising?"

Ban Zhun was absent-mindedly resting with his eyes half closed. Hearing what the little nurse said, he opened his eyes wearily, and followed her gaze to his wrist.

It seems that when he was filming a high-altitude scene a few days ago, he was strangled by Wia's tie rope. At that time, he didn't feel much pain. Only after he came back did he realize that the color on his wrist had become so serious.

Ban Zhun moved his wrist indifferently, feeling that it would be embarrassing for a big man to get hurt so easily, so he replied vaguely: "Well, it's okay, isn't it easy to prick?"

The little nurse smiled, "It's okay, I'm just asking."

I don't know if sleep aids were added to the drip, but Ban Zhun felt a little drowsy just after taking it for a while.

This sleep lasted until six o'clock in the morning, and Ban Zhun had something on his mind, so even if he fell asleep, he couldn't sleep well.

As soon as he opened his eyes, he saw Rong Qian walking into the ward. Ban Zhun seized the opportunity, endured great sleepiness, and prepared to tell Rong Qian that he wanted to divorce him.

"Rong Qian, when I get out of the hospital, we will leave..."

Before Ban Zhun could finish his sentence, a few fragments of memories that popped into his mind last night were implemented again, which made him suddenly stop talking, and he couldn't help but hum when he had a headache.

Rong Qian heard that what Ban Zhun hadn't finished saying was "divorce". Although Ban Zhun didn't say it, the fact that he had the idea of ​​divorce made Rong Qian very surprised when he heard the signs at first, but after realizing it , more of a surprise.

He had thought Ban Zhun would be very difficult.

For the first time, Rong Qian was full of anticipation for Ban Zhun's unspoken words, and his dark pupils rarely stared at Ban Zhun's lips seriously, waiting for his next words.

But in an instant, Ban Zhun's state of mind has become completely different from just now.

The memory he had just attached to his mind showed that in the original book, grandma's life would end two years from now.

The only comfort for the sick grandmother is that Ban Zhun is married and married the child she thinks is the most suitable partner for Ban Zhun so far. In her eyes, Ban Zhun's future life will be as stable as she wishes down.

Even though he knows that the world he lives in is a book, Ban Zhun feels that everything is not necessarily certain, just like he will end up in prison because he offended Rong Qian, but now he can avoid it well after awakening and correct himself in time. mistakes, so as to achieve the purpose of changing one's own ending.

He also believes that taking good care of grandma's body from now on may make her life span exceed the original frame, but everything must be conservative, and Ban Zhun does not want any mistakes.

Grandma's health has always been very bad, and the person he cares about most in this world is grandma, so he doesn't want her to leave any regrets.

But now it seems that if he divorces, it will become a reason to aggravate grandma's condition.

Ban Zhun knew that grandma liked Rong Qian very much, and wanted to see him live in harmony with Rong Qian the most. As grandson of grandma, he naturally couldn't let grandma die with such regret.

Therefore, Ban Zhun originally lingered on the edge of his mouth, intending to give Rong Qian a freedom, but he swallowed it back involuntarily.

However, Rong Qian rarely took the initiative to ask:

"Just now... did you want to say that you want to divorce me?"

The author has something to say:

Class Boss: Reborn?bring it you!

Young Master Rong: Beautiful wife?bring it you!

The card integer chapter madman is coming again hahaha

[This chapter is still 88 red envelopes]

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