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A few musk lilies were inserted among the pink daisies, and a large handful was wrapped in silk paper and placed on the bedside table. Li Bai's laptop, which was charging, was placed beside the pillow.

The door was also closed, and all the doctors and nurses went out. Only the nurses were left feeding the old man porridge, making vague noises on the other side of the curtain.

Li Bai crawled to the other side of the hospital bed and touched the delicate flower buds, "It smells so good."

Yang Jian looked at his fingers thoughtfully, and after a few seconds he responded, "Is it fragrant?"

"This is also very fragrant." Li Bai tugged at the bag in his hand again.

"Let's go," Yang Jian smiled, "Let's eat outside."

Pulling on his slippers, Li Baijiu walked slowly behind Yang Jian, passed two staircases, walked half of the corridor, and they came to the tea room at the end of this ward.There are two direct water dispensers, a refrigerator, a microwave oven, a long table, and a large window in the room.Every chair is empty, and the fading sky light is sprinkled on the white ground in large swaths, with a kind of hazy grayscale.

The overhead light was turned on by Yang Jian, the lunch boxes were spread on the table one by one, and Li Bai unpacked them together.There were a few stir-fried dishes and two bowls of eight-treasure porridge, all of which were very light, not even shredded potatoes with vinegar and pepper. The two of them sat at right angles to each other and ate the meal quietly.

Li Bai couldn't stop thinking, did you hear that?

Are you already standing there.

But no matter how his eyes traced Yang Jian's face, he still couldn't get an answer.

There is too much porridge, and Li Bai will have a stomachache after drinking it. Usually, when encountering such a situation, Yang Jian will help solve it most of the time. Whether it was five years ago or in the mountains, that person always eats too little and doesn’t shout The type that is okay to eat too much if you are hungry.But this time Yang Jian did not.He doesn't seem to have a good appetite either.Covering the plastic cover, he packed the leftover porridge and leftovers in a bag and carried them out of the tea room.

Li Bai chased after him, "Can you not leave tonight?"

Yang Jian put down the lid of the trash can, looked back, and went to the nurse to discuss an extra bed.

Always feeling desolate at inexplicable moments, Li Bai didn't know whether it was a common problem of all human beings or a problem of himself alone.Are people supposed to be vulnerable when they stay in the hospital?He stood in front of the nurse's desk, watching Yang Jian sign and take the receipt, with a polite and modest smile, a child with a shaved head and a head wrapped in gauze ran past him, laughing and screaming, scratching the tumor layer of dead silence.She was too young, too pale and frail, wearing a hospital gown like a sack, and couldn't distinguish between men and women.A short woman ran behind in a hurry, stretching out her hands to protect her. Her stoop and oldness made it difficult to confirm whether she was the mother of such a small child.

Li Bai was immediately overwhelmed by the overwhelming sadness.He saw Fang Zhaozhi reappeared, and he hadn't left work yet. He approached Yang Jian, looked at his list, and then with a cold face, he told the nurse to change to a new, wider bed.And he could only watch silently, unable to say "thank you" or "you go away", he could only stand aside like a wooden man, watching all this.

If the operation is successful, Fang Zhaozhi will still be his savior.

Unfortunately, surgery is guaranteed to be successful.

Li Bai had no choice but to hold that bit of hostility in his hands. It was so heavy that he couldn't figure it out. It brought him the suspicion of being ungrateful, but he couldn't let it go.

It's jealousy, it's jealousy.It's time to admit it honestly, he hates Fang Zhaozhi who went to the wrong college back then, and also hates himself who is unreasonable now.

It's really all grass and trees are soldiers.

He has to learn to relax a little bit.

Things turned out to be much better than originally thought.Not just this night, Li Bai waited for the operation for three days, his blood pressure fluctuated up and down, always not up to the standard, so Yang Jian stayed with him in this ward for three days.Sometimes he is away during the day, but Yang Jian will always come back after dark, bringing him some yogurt, fruit, and leisure books and magazines.Unable to connect to the hospital's intranet, Yang Jian took his computer to the Internet cafe, plugged in someone else's network cable, and helped him download the updates of several dramas this week before sending them back.

Li Bai really wants to go there together, or follow Yang Jian when he is busy during the day, at least carry a few bottles of water on his back to remind him to drink more, the dry and windy autumn is coming again, and Yang Jian is about to start bleeding again .But he was forbidden to be discharged from the hospital. He wanted to repay, but did Yang Jian want his repayment? It seemed that the only thing he could do was to listen to the doctors and nurses, go to bed early and get up early, and adjust his blood pressure to avoid causing trouble to others.Fang Zhaozhi was very responsible, almost to the point of earnestness. When Yang Jian was away, he often came to rounds, chatted with Li Bai briefly, added his QQ number, and sent a lot of post-operative care data in the past.

After three days of dawdling like this, Li Bai finally succeeded. All the indicators met the requirements, and he was ranked in the surgery center.The knife was performed in the afternoon, thanks to the absence of any other relatives, even though Yang Jian had no household registration relationship with him, as the only candidate on the sidelines, he still made an exception and was able to sign his knowledge letter.

"Nothing to be afraid of."

"I'm not afraid."

The last conversation was like this, Yang Jian touched Li Bai's face, then immediately took his hand back, stood outside the operating room, watching him being pushed into the safety door.

Li Bai also tucked his chin, watching him gradually blur.

Fang Zhaozhi in the operating room was wearing protective clothing, a hat and a mask, and only a pair of eyes were exposed, which was also unclear.Due to his usual drinking, Li Bai had to use a larger dose of general anesthesia. The operation was completed in less than an hour, but it took a full four hours from coma to regain consciousness.When he opened his eyes, he saw a bright white light, stared blankly for a while, his arm would be able to move, and he turned over his mobile phone from the bedside.

At 29:[-], there was no one by the bed.

The abdominal pain was also dull compared to the splitting headache.

On the other hand, there was a strange sound from the other side of the curtain. It was a boy's cry, which seemed to be in the stage of changing his voice. The crying was so heartbreaking, of course it was because of the pain.Li Bai heard the reassurance, but before he could see the words on the screen clearly, the phone slid down on the rubber floor with very little noise.He clutched the bed sheet and lay quietly, where did Yang Jian go, where was Yang Jian, so lonely, so lonely, this was the instinctive thinking that his newly awakened brain could do, until the head nurse passed by with the medicine tray, See his eyes open.

"Are you awake?" She went to Li Bai's bed and pressed the pager, "Doctor Fang, bed sixteen is awake!"

"The operation was successful," she said again, "Wait for Xiaofang to come and tell you the details. He didn't agree just now, so he should be in consultation."

"Where's the fifteenth bed?" Li Bai picked up some thoughts again, his voice was so hoarse that he didn't recognize it.

"Sent to the ICU." The head nurse skillfully checked his monitor and infusion bag, and then bent down to pick up his mobile phone. I said I would be back tonight, so don't worry."

Li Bai nodded, and wanted to lift his arm to get the phone, but the head nurse immediately pressed it down.The lit screen was held in front of him, and he saw clearly the words on the first text message: "The water pipe in the basement burst, I'll go back."

"...Please send me a text message, my password is 0929," Li Bai said slowly, as long as the water gate is turned on, the water pipe in his room that the landlord added himself will cause problems, and it will take a lot of time to fix it every time , and soaked the underside of his sofa buttocks, "Just tell him, I woke up, don't rush back, it's too late, I'll find a hotel over there for one night."

"When he left, he said he would go back, but he didn't hesitate at all. This is because he cared about you. What are you young people struggling with all day long?" The head nurse patted his forehead lightly, "Besides, you just finished the operation I don’t have any relatives to accompany me, isn’t it pitiful? Have a good rest, and sleep when you’re too sleepy.”

She put the phone under the bouquet of flowers in full bloom, and went out to wash her hands. The crying of the boy next door gradually subsided, but Li Bai struggled to reach the phone, held it in his hand, and cried unpreparedly stand up.

He wanted to type that line by himself, and he didn't want to make Yang Jian troublesome, but his current fingers were only sensitive enough to enter the password of the string of four numbers, and the 26 buttons were too small, making him speechless.Then stop sending, turn off your phone!Obediently wait for Yang Jian to come, don't you just want to meet, do you still have to pretend?I want Yang Jian to be good but I am afraid of losing it, and I feel that I am not worthy. This is the crux of the problem. How can there be such a troublesome person like him!

So Li Bai burst into tears, and only now did he clearly feel the pain of the wound, both on the flesh and in the flesh. After more than ten minutes, when the door was pushed open again, he tucked up the quilt to cover his face.

However, the eyes could not be blocked. Fang Zhaozhi was taken aback. He just put several oral medicines on the medicine cart and hurriedly leaned over the bed, "What's going on? What's wrong?"

"No." The sourness in Li Bai's nose immediately disappeared, and his voice also strengthened his confidence, "I'm not mentally normal, you know!"

"...I just said, don't scare me." Fang Zhaozhi stood up straight and checked the monitoring values, "The operation went well, and your physical signs are not bad now. Your liver condition is much healthier than I thought. , the shape of the tumor is quite regular and beautiful, now it is being tested, do you want to see the photo?"

"Send it to me on QQ." Li Bai muffled.

Fang Zhao smiled, showing his neat teeth: "I've written a list for you on how to take these medicines. Tonight, you only need to take the two yellow-marked ones on the left, two pills of the same. After taking them, you can take a good rest. "

He actually didn't ask about Yang Jian, poured a glass of water for Li Bai, and went to comfort the one in the next bed who started talking when he heard the doctor came.

After taking the medicine, Li Bai fell asleep quickly due to the residual strength of the anesthesia. When he woke up again, it was already broad daylight, and Yang Jian came back.

Li Bai sat up, touched his arm on his lap under the quilt, and then put his strength there, not daring to put it down again. This went on for a long time, until several nurses brought the intern doctor into the room. During the rounds of the house, Yang Jian also woke up.

"Hey, are you awake?" The head nurse beamed, "How do you feel now?"

"A little hungry." Li Bai quietly glanced at the sleepy look between Yang Jian's brows, and said truthfully.

"It's good to be hungry, but you can only eat liquid food now," the head nurse said with a smile, "ask your brother to get you some rice cereal to drink."

However, Yang Jian ignored her and Li Bai, wearing a crumpled shirt with dark circles under his eyes and overnight stubble, went to the bathroom to wash up.

Sometimes Li Bai felt that Yang Jian was sulking, and this feeling became more and more obvious during the next few days in the hospital.Yang Jian was still patient and rigorous in taking care of him. He did the little things like wiping his body and peeling apples meticulously, without even a single complaint. To be exact, he seldom spoke at all. Laughter is also silent, it can be said to be gentle, but it can also be said to be unhappy.

This doesn't seem to be surprising. Who can laugh at the burden of living in this kind of life with no fixed place, no job and taking care of a sick dog?

However, it would be nice if that was the case.

Yang Jian would not frown because of the embarrassment of life, never, Li Bai knew this best, and there were times when Yang Jian was talking to Fang Zhaozhi outside the ward, and he didn't know what he was talking about, only showing half of it by the door. The face is a completely different expression of relaxation.Li Bai gradually realized that Yang Jian's silence was not caused by displeasure, but because, with him, Yang Jian didn't have so much to say.

It was okay in the mountains a few days ago, and we had something to do together every day, so there was no problem of having nothing to say, and at the same time, they were whipped by the "death" whip, forcing them to drag each other when they first met. The other party ran away together, so there was no time to think about other things.But now the whip turned into a false alarm, and the two stopped, as if they could finally live a peaceful and normal life, but they stood at the intersection, uncomfortable even looking at each other.

Haven't learned how to get along yet?

It is to learn again.

Can you still learn it?

He can't chat with Yang Jian about Maocai, Guoan, and university debates, he can't do it at all-no, those two people are definitely not talking about these outdated things now!Most of the time, whether the conversation is interesting or not does not lie in the choice of topic, but in the level of the conversation partner.

The conclusions were more depressing than the last.

Thinking about it from another angle, if he hadn't gotten sick, there wouldn't even be days like this. Yang Jian might come back sooner or later, but he definitely wouldn't take the initiative to contact him.So from the last time I entered the mountain, from the midnight of the rainstorm...it seems to have been stolen.So the matter of setting the position is to do it early and get rid of it early.In the mornings and afternoons spent alone, Li Bai changed the water for the daisies, cut new incisions for the stems of the lilies, took a walk in the diseased layer, and was asked many questions by the high school student who had lymphoma in the next bed, and gradually calmed down. Mentality, counting the days when you are discharged from the hospital.

The only major event that happened during the period was Zhu Yantang's visit on the evening of the fifth day after surgery.That person was filming in the suburbs of Beijing recently. Since he called the first aid for Li Bai last time, he was also concerned about his health. When he learned that the operation was over, he took a break to take a look.

And Li Bai thought that this prospective big star who was in full swing was just talking nonsense and pretending to be polite so that he would not waste his trip to see a temporary worker like him, so he saw that suspicious man in full armor sneaked into the half-covered room. When he opened the door, he almost frightened the computer on his lap.

Zhu Yantang asked his assistant to guard the door, took off his peaked cap, sunglasses, and mask, and showed a smiling face: "You're still in good spirits? What are you looking at?"

Li Bai turned the screen to him, "Bingguo", the ninth chapter of "Bingguo", which was just released this year.

Zhu Yantang was obviously not interested. He sat on the edge of the bed and looked around for a while and asked about the situation. Several other assistants brought up the large and small bags of condolences.

"I'll be discharged from the hospital soon." Li Bai looked helplessly at the boxes of sea cucumber, cordyceps and donkey-hide gelatin.

"You can take it home!" Zhu Yantang didn't care, "Can I see the wound, or a photo?"

Very curious look.

"no!"

Li Bai suppressed the quilt, showing no mercy.

Zhu Yantang's lips curled up in a very pitiful manner. Unexpectedly, as soon as the assistant was invited out of the ward, the curtain was pulled open with a bang, and the high school student landed on the ground barefoot, even more pitiful than him, tearing up, "It's really you! I am Your fans!"

I saw all kinds of emotions on Zhu Yantang's face—the grievance just now, the surprise now, and they immediately dissipated, and turned into the expression that public figures would put on. Quan Suyan didn't panic, just quietly "hush" , smiled and asked people to keep quiet, and went over to ask for warmth very kindly.Li Bai watched this warm scene, and gradually fell asleep, "Brother Xiaobai, come and help us take a picture." When he heard this sentence, he was still not very sober.

Almost at the same time, the knocking of the door was very refreshing—Yang Jian didn't know how to deal with those assistants. He entered the room with a stainless steel bucket and immediately closed the door.He looked at the three people sitting on the two beds and narrowed his eyes slightly.

"Hello." Zhu Yantang stood up, "I am a friend of Mr. Li, come and see him."

Here it comes again, Li Bai thought to himself, when he meets someone he doesn't know well, he pretends to be modest and calls everyone a teacher. Didn't I tell you that my brother is a real teacher?

"Hello." Yang Jian just nodded, showing no excitement at all.

Putting down the keg, he took the high school student's mobile phone and went to take a photo with the idol, without letting Li Bai get out of bed.

After Zhu Yantang left, she sent a text message to Li Bai: It's different from what I imagined!

Li Bai:?

Zhu Yantang: I thought he was handsome like an ordinary person, without any sharpness or aggression, like Brother Mingyi.

Li Bai: The result is handsome at the cosmic level.

Zhu Yantang: That's me.

Li Bai: Do you think he can make movies?

Zhu Yantang: People seem to be quite cold, facial paralysis can't make a movie.But you also have to pay attention to your image, you are much uglier than others now.

Li Bai: Don't talk nonsense, I just don't know you well, why are you laughing at me?

Zhu Yantang: No way, he doesn't know me? !

It just so happened that Yang Jian made a cup of soy milk and put it on the bedside. Li Bai suppressed his smile, grabbed his sleeve, raised his face and held up his phone to show him, "The big star asked if you knew him."

When his fingers froze, he realized that the previous chat records were also stored outside.

And Yang Jian wanted to clamp his wrist with the jaws of a tiger, watch him from beginning to end, and then let him go, saying, "You look familiar."

Li Bai added fuel and vinegar, and replied: It's just familiar.

"When did this person debut?" Yang Jian sat on the edge of the bed and asked again.

"Just last year, not long after the first movie was released recently, I did the makeup and hair for him." Li Bai shrank his neck subconsciously.

It just occurred to him that it was when Yang Jian was still in the mountains and had little access to the Internet.

The phone vibrated, and it was Zhu Yantang who replied with a crying face.

Yang Jian also saw the crying face, but his eyes just passed by hastily, "Are you friends?"

"Well, it is."

Yang Jian was quiet for a while, and when Li Bai lowered his face again, he suddenly asked: "Are you particularly afraid of me recently?" Staring at Li Bai without blinking, he said again: "As a 'friend', Is there anything I'm not doing well?"