Pain at minus 7 degrees Celsius

Qiao Jiawen only felt that the person who was a little out of breath when talking to him a second ago ran away at the speed of the wind after hearing what the little nurse had said, leaving only him who was still a little dazed in place. , Startled, raised his footsteps and chased after him.

It was not until Cheng Yue left silently that day that Cheng Han realized what kind of words he had said, such a vicious verbal attack, every word was like a sharp thorn with venom, and it was only after being stopped by Yan Huachong that he began to really attack. In his heart, even though Cheng Yue did those things that corrupted the family style and even outrageously outrageous things, he was still a close relative of his own flesh and blood, and while hurting him seven points, he also hurt himself three points.

Because of those little guilts, he walked to the administrative building unknowingly during the walk. Standing by the flower bed in front of the building and watching the people coming and going, he had mixed feelings. He is indeed a face-saving person, so I have been ashamed of Cheng Yue's behavior for many years, and I feel deeply unwilling that the trust and admiration I had since childhood were broken at the touch of a finger.

He lingered and wanted to see Cheng Yue, his pale and transparent face was always flickering back and forth in front of his eyes that day, but just as he took a step, he saw He Chen's figure.

The man was about the same age as Cheng Yifan, but he was still unmarried. His temples were covered with fine gray hairs, which could be seen from a long distance. A long time ago, he even put his arms around the man's neck playfully and called morning Uncle, stick to him to buy a model airplane and then compete in the speed of disassembly and assembly.

He still can't figure out the reason why Cheng Yue escorted this person abroad regardless of his mother's life and death, and even kept an irresponsible person like him to practice medicine in the hospital. He thought that person two years ago He had already left the hospital, but now his ghost appeared in his sight again.

He couldn't figure it out, he just couldn't figure it out, that his mother's position was not as good as that of an outsider who had never had anything to do with her, and Cheng Yue was so disregarding his and his father's thoughts.

Cheng Han almost held his breath and ran to Cheng Yue's office, but he didn't expect that Dean Cheng, who has always been known for his hard work, disappeared for two days. When he met He Chen, he saw his eyes were obviously surprised With a puzzled expression on his face, Cheng Han lowered his head and realized that he was wearing a baggy and slightly loose hospital gown that was a little out of harmony with the environment here.

"Ahan, you...?"

"Why are you coming back?"

"I..."

"Are you here to show off to me and my dad, or to show that you are not afraid of shadows?"

"you are sick?"

"answer me."

"I'm here to find your brother, do you know where he went?"

"He's not my brother, he disgusts me as much as you do."

"Ah Han, you can misunderstand me, but please don't treat your brother with that disgusting feeling. It's not easy for him for so many years."

"Don't use your disgusting face to say such high-sounding words to me. Cheng Yue can keep people like you in the hospital. When I think about it, I think it's the nightmare of the whole hospital. After so many years, you actually It can also cure diseases and save people, but I just don’t know if the souls who died under your hands will take their lives from you every night!”

Cheng Han found that he couldn't be as indifferent as Cheng Yue, and he couldn't forgive and forget everything in the past. There were too many things he couldn't let go of, and he couldn't let go.

It's just that he thought that when he saw He Chen, he would rush forward to punch him or call 110. What he never expected was that standing opposite him, the previous impulse and hatred were still there, but he He no longer had the vigor and vigor of that time.

Cheng Han ignored He Chen's shout behind him, just like when he was playing hide-and-seek when he was a child, the blindfolded He Chen stood in the same place and fumbled around, while he hid under his tall body and covered his mouth while snickering without making a sound. .

However, after so many years, everything has already changed.

When Cheng Han woke up, he was lying on the hospital bed, and when he opened his eyes, he saw Yan Huachong's exhausted appearance, adjusting his drip and closely observing the monitoring equipment around him.

Everything suddenly seemed like a dream, which was a bit unreal. I barely recalled that I had just left the administrative building, and was shivered by the bright eyes of the sun above my head. I shook my body in confusion and then lost consciousness.

"how do you feel?"

"A little dizzy."

"What are you doing in the administration building?"

"do not know."

"I remember I told you not to fluctuate in your mood, and it's best not to run around."

"Didn't Doctor Yan say that I need to go outside more and move around, which is good for my recovery?"

"Cheng Han, you have to remember that you are now a patient and your immunity is less than half that of ordinary people. When you go out, you don't even wear a basic mask. Do you know how much the dean paid to save you?"

Yan Huachong looked at the person lying on the hospital bed. If Cheng Yue, who was still ill, knew that Cheng Han ran out like this without any protection, how worried he would be.

"Where is Cheng Yue?"

"What did you ask the dean for?"

"Let him come to see me, since you won't let me run around."

Yan Huachong still had lingering fears when he thought of the last time the brothers met, and Cheng Han's hysterical sweep of the medicine and equipment in the ward afterwards. What's more, tomorrow was the day of Qiao Jiawen's surgery demonstration, and the man was basically lying in bed. He didn't even have the strength to get down on the hospital bed, but he insisted on dragging his sick body to accompany the doctors to observe and emulate, regardless of the obstruction, just to help Qiao Jiawen lay a more solid foundation.

"Is there anything I can tell you."

"I want to see Cheng Yue."

"The dean is in the operating room and won't be here for a while."

"Doctor Yan, don't think I'm still sick and deceive me at will. Someone told me just now that Cheng Yue hasn't come to work for two days."

Yan Huachong looked at Cheng Han's equally amorous face, which was not as indifferent and alienated as Cheng Yue's, but still carried a bit of sarcasm and sick laziness, and it did not hinder the handsome face on that sharp-edged face in the slightest. face.

"I will tell the dean to see you, but your condition is not suitable for meeting him today."

"Why do you do this?"

"Why do you come and go when you call your own brother?"

Cheng Han looked at the back of Yan Huachong leaving angrily and wanted to get up but was a little powerless. What kind of virtue and ability did Cheng Yue make everyone around him so devoted to her? No one said anything about him. Even maintain it everywhere like this?

Cheng Han waited until the next day not only did not see Cheng Yue, he did not even see Yan Huachong during the routine rounds. Said that the man had to wait patiently because of the emergency surgery in the morning.

The little nurse guarding the outside room came in and out several times to see that Cheng Han didn't look like Cheng Han, and finally heaved a sigh of relief when he was hysterical last time.

Panting, Cheng Yue ran to the door of Cheng Han's ward, holding the doorknob, the heart on his chest was beating irregularly and randomly, the feeling of palpitation and chest tightness became more and more obvious, his eyes flickered, and even it was pitch black within a few seconds If it wasn't for the strong cramps in his stomach that kept him awake, he might have been unable to hold on.

Cheng Han could even hear Cheng Han's high-pitched roar across the two doors. With trembling hands, Cheng Yue took out the medicine bottle from his pocket and poured it into his mouth without seeing how many pills were in it. He raised his hand and wiped his sweat Cen Cen cleaned up his face and finally opened the door and walked in.

Qiao Jiawen came afterward and only saw Cheng Yue half bent and swallowing the medicine. For some reason, at such a moment, what he felt was a kind of determination and relief to die generously. He was frightened by his own thoughts. After a fierce cold war, Qiao Jiawen belatedly discovered that Cheng Han's ward was an exclusive suite for blood critically ill patients.

The inside of Cheng Han's ward can be said to be a mess, with scattered medicine bottles scattered all over the floor, and even the monitoring equipment next to it was kicked far away and hit the corner of the white wall. Yan Huachong and a few The combined efforts of the strong and strong nurses couldn't even calm him down.

"Doctor Yan, let me come."

The obviously weak and deep voice was still heard by the people present in such a noisy environment. Cheng Han instantly got rid of the nurse who restrained him and wanted to get out of bed, but his whole body was limp.

"Dean?"

"Doctor Yan, how is his condition?"

"Maybe it was because I had a fever because I went out yesterday, and my mood fluctuated too much, but because the operation time is not very long, I can't use sedatives indiscriminately, so I called the nurse over."

"Did you get a fever-reducing injection?"

"Knocked over by him."

"Let the nurse prepare the medicine for me, you guys go out first."

Yan Huachong's ears were uncomfortable with Cheng Yue's unusually calm but obviously vain voice, but he didn't disobey him. He motioned for the nurse to refill the medicine, and then they all left the ward.

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