I rely on the map to guide Xueba

But does it all have something to do with what he's looking for?

He Jingshuo was just thinking about it, when the person on the hospital bed groaned suddenly, He Jingshuo hurriedly put on a smiling face,

"you're awake?"

"where is this?"

"Hospital, you are injured and have a fever. I sent you here. How do you feel now? Do you want to eat something, and I can order takeaway for you?"

Wei Junxing's whole body was limp as if he was lying in a pile of cotton, and the wound on his right waist was burning with pain.

He shook his head reluctantly and fell asleep again.

He Jingshuo touched Wei Junxing's cell phone, unlocked it with his face, and dialed Wei's mother.

The woman's voice on the other end of the phone was kind and gentle, and He Jingshuo, who had never been loved by his mother, was stunned.

"Aren't you Ah Xing? What's wrong with Ah Xing?"

When the other party heard that it was not his son's voice, he became a little anxious.

"Don't worry, Auntie. He just fell asleep because he was too tired from studying. I'll make a call for him and I'll go back tomorrow."

"Oh? Is that so."

It was obvious that the other party did not believe in such an explanation.

But He Jingshuo had no other choice, he hung up the phone in a hurry, praying that Wei Junxing would wake up well tomorrow.

He Jingshuo also had no intention of going home, anyway, that home was no different from the hospital, it was terribly deserted.

He rejected the hospital's offer to give him a room, and opened a nursing chair in Wei Junxing's ward and lay down.

These days, he has never been relaxed. The matter of his father is like a mountain in his heart, and the Yuda Group is now in a mess, and he can't do anything about it.

He Jingshuo looked at the liquid medicine falling drop by drop in the hanging bottle, and his vision blurred for a moment. For some reason, he heard the sound of a water drop, as if falling from the highest place in the sky, or slipping from the gap in the stone wall .

Someone was wearing a black armor, holding a long knife and piercing him with one blow, the pain was overwhelming, as if tearing him apart.

He couldn't help but yelled, and suddenly sat up from the accompanying bed. It turned out that death is such a feeling, as if everything was quickly covered by darkness and disappeared.

Wei Junxing's eyes moved on the hospital bed, and he woke up quickly, his confused and confused eyes fell on the pale face of He Jingshuo beside him,

"Xueba, what's wrong?"

He Jingshuo raised his head, met those concerned eyes, and felt a pang of sorrow in his heart. He jumped over the accompanying bed, jumped onto the hospital bed, hugged Wei Junxing who was sitting up, and sobbed softly.

This must not be true, it must be because of Wei Junxing's arrival and because he told that story that he couldn't control himself from having such a dream.

Wei Junxing woke up in an instant. He wrapped his left arm around He Jingshuo's shoulder and patted it lightly.

"It's okay, it's okay, it's just a dream."

He Jingshuo leaned on his shoulder and took a few deep breaths before slowly calming down. He raised his hand and touched Wei Junxing's forehead, and the fever subsided.

He Jingshuo, who has never shown weakness in front of others and has not shed tears for many years, can't control himself today for some reason.

He stood up in embarrassment, raised his hand to wipe his face, and wanted to touch the cigarette at a loss, but then remembered that he was in the ward,

"Your fever is gone, are you hungry?"

Wei Junxing took a careful look at He Jingshuo, and nodded slightly after confirming that he was fine.

He Jingshuo took out his mobile phone to order takeaway, while Wei Junxing was lying on the bed and staring at his every move. The moment He Jingshuo pounced on him just now, he felt that this person was the He Jingshuo in the dream.

It was almost midnight, but the takeaway was delivered to the ward quickly. He Jingshuo carefully opened the box, poured out the millet porridge and handed it to Wei Junxing.

"The doctor said to eat something light, which is easy to digest."

Wei Junxing stretched out his hand to take it, his eyes still did not leave He Jingshuo, he picked up the spoon and took a bite, and began to eat slowly.

He Jingshuo also took a bowl and ate silently with him.

Wei Junxing quickly drank a bowl of porridge and lay back on the bed.

He Jingshuo also fell to the ground with a stone in his heart. After eating, He Jingshuo lay back on the accompanying bed and fell asleep in a daze.

He Jingshuo didn't wake up until the doctor came to make rounds the next day.

Wei Junxing's fever subsided, the needle was pulled out, and the injured wound was changed to another medicine before he was discharged from the hospital.

He Jingshuo wanted to let Wei Junxing stay in the hospital for another day, anyway, he didn't have to go to class on weekends, but Wei Junxing insisted on leaving the hospital, and he asked He Jingshuo to accompany him to the library in Ningbian City.

He Jingshuo had no choice but to drive him all the way to the library.

The People's Hospital was not far from the library, but two streets away, Wei Junxing got out of the car first, and stood at the door of the library waiting for He Jingshuo to park his car.

There is a small grocery store at the entrance of the library, and there are a few outdated newspapers. Wei Junxing glanced at it boredly, but heard a voice behind him shout in surprise

"Ah OK?"

Wei Junxing turned around, and saw a breakfast cart with colorful food posters facing the newsstand, and a big pie-like face protruded from the breakfast cart.

"Zhuohun?"

That big face suddenly laughed and turned into a big meat bun,

"I said why does it look so familiar, it really is you. Have you had breakfast? How about a hamburger?"

Zhuohui walked out of the breakfast car as he said that, took a hamburger wrapped in oil paper and stuffed it into Wei Junxing's hand.

Wei Junxing looked at Zhuohui walking out of the dining car in disbelief, the world is really so small!

Zhuohui recognized him, that means he didn't lose his memory.

He Jingshuo parked the car, came to Wei Junxing's side, frowned and looked at the hamburger in Wei Junxing's hand,

"It's just right for you, it's better not to eat such greasy food, otherwise..."

"Straight A student?"

He Jingshuo hadn't finished speaking when the pie-faced face came up in front of He Jingshuo again, He Jingshuo took a few steps back in fright,

"Who are you?"

He Jingshuo's right hand had already reached Zhuohui's back, if Wei Junxing hadn't acted fast, Zhuohui might have been thrown to the ground by now.

After Wei Junxing distanced He Jingshuo and Zhuohui, he explained to Zhuohui,

"He doesn't remember."

"Why? I clearly remember it very clearly, how could he not remember?"

Wei Junxing shook his head,

"I don't know either. When I found him, he was like this, and he had no impression of me at all."

Zhuohui just hesitated for a moment, then he was relieved.

"It's okay if I don't remember, but there was nothing good about it. But after that coma, I feel relaxed now."

He Jingshuo frowned, no matter how he looked at the two talking, it seemed that he was the one who had the problem.

Zhuo Hun raised his finger and pointed to the breakfast cart behind him,

"My parents finally recognized that I am not a material for reading, and no longer force me to study. I am still interested in food, so I got a breakfast car."