I received a bounce from a non-existent player

Jiang Heng's cooking still suits my taste, and today I added a fish.The fish soup is soaked in the steamed soft and glutinous rice, and the aroma is mixed just right.

It seems that since the last time the ghost doctor told me to eat more fish to strengthen my body, he has found a way to stuff some fish into my dishes every time.

I looked at the light and nutritious meals on the table, and said with emotion: "I just have a little stomach problem recently, are you exaggerating a little bit..."

In my memory, he was far less reliable, and the more I thought about it, the more I wondered if he really had a sick ex-girlfriend when he broke up with me.

"You are not in good health, eat more of these."

I stared at the shiitake mushrooms in front of me with a sad face: "I don't like to eat this..."

He frowned slightly, stretched out his chopsticks and picked one into my bowl, and said with a firm attitude: "No, I have to eat it." Seeing my downcast expression, he took out three big white rabbit toffees like a magic trick, and put them in front of me , "Eat ten slices and reward one."

I complained helplessly: "I'm not a child—"

"Then I'll feed it to the neighborhood kids."

Seeing him making gestures to bring the candies back, and those long-lost toffees are so tempting that people can't move their eyes, I swallowed, and had no choice but to hold his hand down without dignity: "Wait, wait, I... …I am still a child at heart.”

He smiled and took his hand back.

Looking down at the mushrooms in the bowl, I suddenly felt a little uncomfortable, and finally I just chuckled: "You are very good at taking care of people."

"Yeah, it's not like you, you can't even take care of yourself." He laughed and asked, "What's wrong?"

"It's nothing, just in case I don't need to take care of others...you know, people..." I lowered my eyes and poked lightly on the rice with my chopsticks, "Girls like to take care of others, I There is no need to worry about you..."

Seeing that he was slightly taken aback, I also realized what I was talking nonsense, coughed hurriedly, and covered up a shiitake mushroom: "It's nothing, I just sighed suddenly... the criteria for choosing a mate, understand, you are very suitable for me , I'm not worried about you at all." Then he shifted to another topic, "By the way, I'll go to the city hospital by myself later."

He frowned.I said nonsense: "I just went to visit a colleague, and I will be back soon."

He still frowned, obviously not convinced.I was looking for other excuses, and he said, "Be careful."

I was overjoyed. I didn't expect him to agree so decisively. Before I could answer him, his voice came in a low voice, "Remember... you can talk to me no matter what you have."

I froze for a moment, then nodded against my will.

After dinner, I bid farewell to Jiang Heng briskly.The moment the door closed behind me, the smile on my face disappeared.

How could this kind of thing talk to him.

On the taxi bound for the city hospital, I took out my mobile phone and directly dialed the phone number left for me in the text message.After two busy tones, a female voice answered the phone.

"Hello, is this Dr. Jia? I'm the one who asked you to sort out the written medical records..."

I was taken aback for a moment, and looked at the street lights that were rapidly retreating outside the car window: "Why do you ask that?"

"...Yes, I'm her relative, not her....It's okay, I can take it myself. Can I just go to the third floor? Okay, okay...Thank you."

In the distance, Jiang Heng was leaning against the window, quietly looking at the pair of rear taillights going away in the night.

A fat squirrel jumped onto the window frame and stared at the pair of lamps too.

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When I arrived at the city hospital, I explained my purpose to the girl at the front desk. After she compared my mobile phone number, she asked a nurse to take me up to the third floor.

"Dr. Jia's office is over there. She was suddenly absent today, and other doctors helped organize the materials you asked for. If you have any questions, you can call the hospital." The little nurse said as she walked.

The obscure sunset shines through the floor-to-ceiling windows, together with the white lights, folds soft light on the plastic floor.

A man walked out of the corner at the end of the corridor and walked towards me.The man was wearing a black hoodie and looked like a man, with his hands in his pockets, and the shadow cast by the hat covered his entire face.

This kind of dress is not common in the hospital. I feel inexplicably uncomfortable, but I don’t want to judge people by their appearance, so I just looked at the tips on the wall and turned my head back when I brushed shoulders with him. For a moment, I caught a glimpse of his shadowy eyes staring at me.

That's not the look in the eyes of strangers.Those eyes were too bare|naked, too terrifying, and too purposeful, which made me feel a strange feeling in my heart.

I suppressed my uneasiness, pretended not to see him, and quickly walked past him with my head down.

The man's footsteps sounded steadily away behind me, without stopping or looking back, as if the look just now was just my hallucination.

The little nurse trotted two steps to keep up with me, panting and laughing: "Why are you walking so fast all of a sudden, my short legs can't keep up..."

I smiled back and glanced behind me out of the corner of my eye.

Dr. Jia's office is in the middle of the corridor.The little nurse took a second look at the nameplate by the door to confirm the name, then led me to open the door and walked in.

The office is very tidy, important documents are locked in the filing cabinets on both sides, a file folder is placed abruptly on the desk, and there is a chapter of fluorescent-colored sticky notes on the cover, which should be reserved for me.

I opened the cover of the folder, and on the first page was my name.

"Is this the one?" The little nurse paid attention to privacy and kept a few steps away from me.

"It should be, thank you." I said, looking down with my head down.

I | hastily scanned two pages, and the content was all the symptoms, big and small, that were still in my memory, and there were also some fragmentary records of prescriptions.The first few pages were all handwritten copies, and the doctor’s unique font made me confused. Afterwards, it was okay, most of them were electronically printed, but I didn’t have the patience to read them bit by bit.

Pressing the edge of the paper with my thumb, I reached the last few pages in one go.

"A hospital

Diagnosis of proof"

Well, I know, kidney failure.

I swipe down and turn directly to the last page.

I didn't want to jump so much. After all, the content after the diagnosis of kidney failure is the most important. I was about to turn back and read slowly. When I glanced at the title of this copy, I felt that I was poured from head to toe by a bucket of cold water.

"Medical Certificate of Resident Death"