What if my brother is sick

Although the company does need Wen Bei to go back, compared with taking care of Jiang Yan, Wen Bei still cares more about Jiang Yan.

Wen Bei joked, "Why, do you dislike me being in the way here?"

Jiang Yan shook her head quickly.

Wen Bei touched the back of his head. There was a small burn there. At that time, that piece of hair was shaved off to apply the medicine. Now there are small thorns growing out. Wen Bei likes the feel there very much.

Wen Beidao: "I am sure about my work. I will go to work after you are discharged from the hospital. Just don't think too much about it and rest assured."

After getting a satisfactory answer, Jiang Yan nodded and continued to eat the hot and sour noodles in her hand.

He didn't have a good appetite, and he didn't really want to eat, but Wen Bei bought the hot and sour powder for himself, and Jiang Yan solved it two or three times.

Seeing that Jiang Yan had finished eating, Wen Bei started to pack the takeaway boxes. As soon as he finished packing, the door of the ward was opened.

Both of them thought it was the nurse who came to change the dressing on Jiang Yan's arm, but when they saw it, it was Zhou Li.

Zhou Li was carrying a fruit basket, and opened the door cautiously, only to find that the two people in the room were staring at him, and he was startled: "Oh, I'm so shocked."

Wen Bei didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "If you come in, come in and do something secretly."

Zhou Li put down the fruit basket and replied, "Aren't I worried that your brother is sleeping and afraid of disturbing others? Who knew that when I came in, two pairs of eyes would stare at me..."

As he spoke, he looked at Jiang Yan, and asked with concern: "How is the younger brother, why are you still feeling uncomfortable?"

Jiang Yan just looked at him and didn't speak.

Wen Bei explained from the side: "You talk to him louder, he hasn't recovered his hearing yet."

Wen Beiyou told Zhou Li about Jiang Yan's situation, and Zhou Li remembered it now, and repeated it with a higher volume.

Jiang Yan had met Zhou Li before, and knew that Zhou Li was Wen Bei's childhood friend, but he had a possessive desire in his heart since he was a child, and instinctively he didn't like anyone who was close to Wen Bei.

But due to Wen Bei's presence, Jiang Yan suppressed the hostility in his eyes and put on a friendly smile on his face: "It's much better, thank you."

Zhou Li nodded: "That's good, that's good..."

"Why are you here today and don't play with your little sisters?" Wen Bei teased.

Sitting next to Wen Bei, Zhou Li put his hands on Wen Bei's shoulders, and began to complain to Wen Bei: "Don't mention that group of women are too annoying. It's not bad that you pester them all day to buy this and that. If you want to buy it for them, just buy it and I have to accompany you, it’s so annoying." He was fascinated by complaining to Wen Bei, and he didn't notice Jiang Yan's face that was gradually sinking.

It wasn't until Zhou Li finished speaking that Wen Bei noticed that Jiang Yan's expression was not right, and immediately asked, "What's the matter, Xiao Yan, what's wrong?"

Seeing Wen Bei's attention returned to him, Jiang Yan's complexion improved slightly, he shook his head and said slowly: "It's okay, just a little headache."

Headaches are not fake.But it was not serious, just a slight dull pain, but it successfully turned Wen Bei's attention to himself.

Jiang Yan was secretly happy in her heart.

Wen Bei didn't notice it, but Zhou Li, who had been in love for a long time and knew how to read other people's faces, noticed the hostility that flashed in Jiang Yan's eyes at that moment just now.

Zhou Li was depressed, when did he offend Jiang Yan?Thinking about it, I think it's impossible. I only met Jiang Yan a few times, and I didn't communicate much. How could I offend him?

It should be that I have been annoyed by those women recently to be a little nervous, thinking too much...

Thinking of this, Zhou Li didn't pay much attention to it.

Jiang Yan was sick, so Zhou Li didn't stay long. He chatted with Wen Bei and cared about Jiang Yan, and then left. As soon as Zhou Li left, the nurse came into the room with the medicine: "I need to change the medicine." .”

Wen Bei stepped aside and asked the nurse to administer medicine to Jiang Yan.

The burn wounds were all over Jiang Yan's forearm, in contrast to her pale complexion. When Jiang Yan applied the medicine, she was very quiet and didn't cry out for pain, but even on the day of the accident, Jiang Yan didn't vent any emotions .

He was not immersed in the grief of losing his parents, and he did not show any pain. He was calm, like a heartless puppet.

Wen Bei was very worried. He couldn't see through Jiang Yan and didn't know what he was thinking. On the one hand, he was afraid that he would make trouble if he didn't say anything, and on the other hand, he didn't want Jiang Yan to recall those bad things.

Indeed, as Wen Bei thought, Jiang Yan didn't feel relieved like his face, he just didn't want to show his negative emotions in front of Wen Bei, but in places where Wen Bei couldn't see, Jiang Yan was tortured by these emotions to the point of going crazy .

Since the night of the accident, he has been awakened by nightmares every night. At night, Wenbei usually goes home to rest, in order to make breakfast for the next day and bring it to Jiang Yan.The night without Wen Bei by his side is the last thing Jiang Yan wants to face.

Those intangible fears eroded Jiang Yan's heart, and even ran to torture him in his dreams. The mother in the dream asked him why he was still alive, why he was still alive, but Jiang Yan couldn't answer.

Mother began to laugh, laughing more fiercely, while father watched indifferently, the flames began to get out of control, it swallowed mother's terrifying smile, covered up father's indifferent face, even all the things Wen Bei had given him that he had always cherished Everything was burned by the flames.

Overnight, he lost everything.

It was night, in the quiet and depressing room, only Jiang Yan was alone.

He just finished taking the medicine, which made him feel sleepy, but Jiang Yan didn't want to sleep.

He dare not sleep, everything in the dream is real.

He was afraid of the crazy mother in the dream, also afraid of the indifferent father, and even more afraid of feeling the pain of the raging fire burning him slowly again.

He stretched out his hands and slowly covered his ears.

Isn't he hearing impaired? Then why, his mother's screams still come into his mind one by one, and linger for a long time.

How long will it take to get rid of this pain?

Is he really what his mother said in the dream, that he shouldn't be alive?

Isn't the self who lives like this exactly what everyone hates?

From the accident to now, Jiang Yan has also noticed that he has been tortured to the point of mental problems, he often feels that he is dead, the soul has experienced the pain of purgatory, how can the body experience happiness?

But he didn't dare to show any strangeness in front of Wen Bei, he could only force himself to act calmly in front of Wen Bei.

Wen Bei must not be noticed.

Jiang Yan grasped the quilt tightly, so hard that the veins in her pale hands showed.

In the end, Jiang Yan still couldn't bear the effect of the medicine and fell asleep slowly, but as usual, she couldn't escape the fate of being awakened by the nightmare.

But anyway, I slept for a while, and when I woke up, it was already dawn, and Wen Bei also came.

Jiang Yan sat up from the bed, and Wen Bei just came back from fetching water. Seeing Jiang Yan woke up, he smiled softly: "Xiao Yan woke up?"