Two slow-moving people fall in love

At eleven o'clock in the middle of the night, Charlene returned to the nurse's station and breathed a sigh of relief.

"Sister Lin, the director is looking for you." Deng Yiran poked her head outside the door.

"...Is there another patient?"

"No, it's the same one just now," the corridor was quiet, with occasional murmurs from the patient's family members, Deng Yiran stood at the door of the nurse's station and said in a low voice, "The director said to transfer to the inpatient department."

Charlene was taken aback, nodded and walked towards the ward.

"But why did he suddenly want to be transferred to the inpatient department?" Deng Yiran followed, puzzled, and said, "For his allergies, wouldn't he be able to go home after a night of observation and medicine?"

Charlene glanced at her, "What do you care about others?"

After she finished speaking, she quickened her pace and entered the ward. Deng Yiran didn't get an answer, so she had to shut up and follow in.

The emergency ward was almost full, and the beds were separated by blue curtains, making the originally spacious space a little cramped. There was no curtain at the innermost position, and a group of people surrounded the bed.

After seeing who it was, Charlene was startled, and quickly stepped forward and said, "Dean, director."

The director nodded and ordered the two doctors beside him: "You and Charlene will transfer the patient to the 22nd floor."

22th floor, VIP ward area.

Charlene went to the bedside to organize the equipment, and her eyes fell on the man on the bed unconsciously.

The man was falling asleep, his exposed skin was red and swollen, so that the three-dimensional and exquisite facial features were slightly deformed, making him look unattractive.

"Doctor," said a tall girl next to the bed, "Why did you suddenly have to transfer to the ward? Didn't you say that you can be discharged from the hospital after one night's observation?"

The director smiled reassuringly at her, and said seriously: "There are still patients waiting for the hospital bed outside. The equipment here is not that good. It is safer to ask your classmate to go to the inpatient department for observation."

Charlene and several other doctors and nurses moved silently, saying that they were worthy of being the director, and their ability to speak nonsense was not covered.

Li Guo felt relieved a little, and asked again: "Then where is the 22nd floor?"

The director said: "The special needs ward is for patients with special needs."

After he finished speaking, he gestured to the bed, and added: "Because it is adjusted by the hospital, the fee is still the same as that of the emergency ward. You don't have to worry about that."

Li Guo and a few classmates hurriedly shook their heads and said no, but they couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

The environment in the inpatient department was much better than that in the emergency department. They followed the transfer car to the 22nd floor. Seeing that Han Xuan was placed well, they were truly relieved.

The nurse closed the door before leaving, Yang Xiaomeng took Huang Yifan and Wang Haoran to the outside room and sat down, looking up curiously.

This warm-colored ward is very large, complete with tea table, TV and small refrigerator. There is even a floor-to-ceiling window on the inner side of the room. If you ignore the hospital beds and equipment in the inner room, it is simply a hotel suite.

Yang Xiaomeng's eyes became strange: "Guo'er, come here."

"What's the matter?" Li Guo responded and walked out from inside.

Wang Haoran was sitting on the sofa looking at his mobile phone, and Huang Yifan was also busy answering messages with his family, so they all looked up at her.

Yang Xiaomeng looked at the three of them and said, "I think this is a VIP ward..."

"You read too many novels? Didn't the doctor tell you to transfer to the special needs ward?"

"No." Yang Xiaomeng shook his head: "This is very similar to the descriptions of the VIP wards I saw before. Did they arrange it wrong?"

"No, maybe the special needs ward is similar to the VIP ward." Wang Haoran said, "The name of the special needs ward is very high-end."

Yang Xiaomeng ignored his gag, and asked instead: "When you got off the elevator just now, did you pay attention to the sign above your head? Did it say special needs ward?"

Wang Haoran said: "I really didn't pay attention, where is Lao Huang?"

"No."

"I saw that it was written about the special needs ward area." Li Guo said: "Don't think about these things. It's getting late, you all go back quickly, don't let uncles and aunts worry."

"You want to be here alone?" Yang Xiaomeng asked.

"Well, I told my mother to sleep at your house tonight, so don't let me miss it."

"Then I'll stay with you too." Yang Xiaomeng immediately said, "Anyway, we don't check people in the dormitory, so it's safer for the two of us to be together."

"Let me stay. You and Lao Huang go back to school." After Wang Haoran said, he took a picture of Huang Yifan who was looking at his phone: "Don't look, let's discuss things."

"Ok?"

Wang Haoran said: "You take the two of them back to school, I will stay here tonight."

It was late at night, and because they were afraid of affecting Han Xuan's rest, they only turned on a floor lamp beside the sofa. Huang Yifan was sitting on the other side of the sofa, half of his face was shrouded in darkness, and his expression was dim.

Although he had always known that Han Xuan was allergic to alcohol, he was taken aback when he actually saw it tonight, so he didn't think about anything at the time, and helped Han Xuan to the hospital in a panic.

The doctor called him over and told him not to worry too much, "Your classmate's condition is not particularly serious. Go back and let him pay attention to rest and drink plenty of water. He will be fine in three to five days."

Three to five days.He immediately thought of the recruitment of the dance theater set up four days later.

...Does this mean that Han Xuan can't go?

He returned to the ward with the medicine, and seeing Han Xuan's blushing face, he felt a distorted pleasure in his heart.

What is unpredictable.He thought, no matter how talented you are and willing to endure hardships, you will lose the chance to enter the dance theater because of an allergy in the end.

There is no true equality in this world.

Seeing that he didn't speak for a while, Wang Haoran said, "Why don't you stay here and I'll go back? Anyway, you know Han Xuan better."

Huang Yifan came back to his senses, and grinned exaggeratedly: "They are all buddies, how can you tell that I am more familiar with him... It is convenient for you two to go back to the dormitory, or you will have to work hard all night. Take them back to school first."

"Okay," Wang Haoran readily agreed: "Then go back quickly, and you won't be able to get a taxi if you delay for a while."

Yang Xiaomeng didn't speak, but turned to look at Li Guo.

Li Guo bit his lower lip, frowned and looked inside.

Wang Haoran said: "Oh, sir, I promise you, I will take good care of your Han Xuan, okay?"

"What is 'My Han Xuan'?" Li Guo turned around and scolded softly, "Don't talk nonsense."

Wang Haoran raised his hand and nodded repeatedly: "Don't talk nonsense, don't talk nonsense, my family, my family's is fine."

"...I put the water and cups on the bedside table just now, and the calling bell is on the bedside, don't sleep too deeply."

She felt worried again, grabbed Wang Haoran and exhorted him for a long time, seeing his reassurance that nothing would happen, she reluctantly left the ward.

The corridor was very quiet, and the three of them didn't speak until they got into the car. Yang Xiaomeng suddenly grabbed Li Guo: "Did you give him Han Xuan's cell phone?"

Li Guo was looking out of the window in disbelief, he was taken aback when he heard this, and hurriedly lowered his head to search in the bag.

Sure enough, Han Xuan's cell phone lay quietly inside.

She and Yang Xiaomeng looked at each other, then turned to look at Huang Yifan who was sitting in front.

Huang Yifan said, "With you?"

Li Guo nodded: "Why don't you go first, and I'll send the phone back."

"It's okay, just give me your phone, and I'll bring it to him tomorrow morning."

"Then in case someone is looking for him tonight..."

Huang Yifan smiled: "No one will look for him, who doesn't sleep in the middle of the night."

Yang Xiaomeng said: "So sure, someone called him when he came here just now."

Huang Yifan's smile faded slightly: "Who is looking for him?"

"A man, I say he is his friend," Yang Xiaomeng tried hard to recall: "It seems to be called Ye...Ye Yi or something."

Li Guo flipped through his phone, raised his head and said, "Ye Yunyi, Huang Yifan is marked on his phone, you know him well, do you know this person?"

Huang Yifan thought in his heart, not only do I know him, I have even met him, but he suddenly refused to admit it, he just said he didn't know: "He has very few friends, I have never heard of this person, he should be just a boy know."

"Is that so?" Yang Xiaomeng asked suspiciously: "But I heard his tone of voice, which seemed to be quite familiar to Han Xuan. We told him that Han Xuan came to the hospital and he was still in a hurry... I feel that I really care about Han Xuan."

Huang Yifan didn't want to hear any more.

He couldn't understand how withdrawn Han Xuan was, but before he knew it, Han Xuan, who was supposed to be withdrawn, had become a good friend with another person he didn't know at all.

This fact is like a fishbone, not sharp, but firmly adhered to the throat, unable to go up or down, making him very uncomfortable.

On the other hand, Yang Xiaomeng didn't notice it at all. Like most of her classmates, she had a strong curiosity about Han Xuan. Han Xuan was too withdrawn, and on the contrary, there was an extra layer of mystery. Get to the bottom of it, and outline what they thought was the real Han Xuan behind that clue.

"But I always feel like I've heard this name somewhere before," she slowly became interested: "Guo'er, do you have any impression?"

Li Guo was still worried about Han Xuan, and shook his head when he heard the words: "I have no impression, you remember wrong."

"No, I felt familiar when I saw it at the time. I have definitely seen this name somewhere before."

Huang Yifan suddenly said, "Maybe I saw it in a dream, or why don't you hurry up and sleep now?"

"Tsk, forget it if you don't believe it," Yang Xiaomeng adjusted a comfortable posture, closed her eyes and said, "I'm really sleepy after you say that, I'll hit you in the face when I remember."

Huang Yifan smiled nonchalantly, lowered his head and turned on the phone.

It's not that he doesn't believe in Yang Xiaomeng, on the contrary, he also has an impression of this name and even this person, but he didn't think much about it before, until tonight, the dean who suddenly came to the emergency ward in person, and the so-called "special needs" ward", let him finally come to his senses slowly.

He stared at the search results on his phone, his eyes filled with surprise.

It's really absurd, how could Han Xuan have an intersection with him.

Hospital 22nd Floor

Han Xuan frowned, and slowly opened his eyes.

"Wake up," Wang Haoran's face appeared in his field of vision: "How do you feel? Do you want to drink water?"

Han Xuan nodded, sat up on the bed with difficulty, and looked around in the dark.

His head was still dizzy, and his whole body was itching, because his chest was tight and his breathing was a little rough.

Wang Haoran handed him the water glass, watched him drink it before reacting, and pressed the call bell beside the bed: "How do you feel now? Are you feeling better?"

"It's okay," Han Xuan looked at the surrounding decorations: "Where is this?"

"The special needs ward, the doctor said that there are not enough beds in the emergency department, so he transferred you here." Wang Haoran said: "The doctor also said that there is nothing serious. Let's observe tonight and you can leave tomorrow morning."

Han Xuan nodded. His mind was a little messed up. It took him a while to organize his thoughts. Just as he was about to speak, the doctor came in with the nurse.

Seeing the doctor coming, Wang Haoran got up and stepped aside.

It was the director who came just now. Seeing Han Xuan sitting on the bed, he hurriedly helped him lie back, "How do you feel now? Do you have difficulty breathing? Are you dizzy? Is your body still itchy?"

Han Xuan nodded every time he asked a question. The director understood and slowed down the drip for him, and said kindly: "It's just a common allergy. Don't be too nervous. Finish the drip tonight and take the medicine on time when you go back. No need to worry about it." It will be fine in a week."

Han Xuan nodded: "Excuse me."

"It's okay, go back and pay attention to rest and drink more water." The director watched the nurse change the medicine for him, and said to Wang Haoran who was beside him: "Come with me, and take the medicine later."

Wang Haoran said hello, and said to Han Xuan: "If you need anything, just ring the bell. I'll be back when I get the medicine."

Han Xuan nodded, watching him bypass the glass screen, and then there was a soft sound, and it was the last nurse who closed the door.

The room was silent again, Han Xuan looked away, and searched on the table instead.

After sitting for a while, his mind gradually cleared up, and then he remembered that Ye Yunyi seemed to have sent him a message when he was in the restaurant, but he was dizzy and couldn't read the words clearly, so he didn't reply right away.

later?He then passed out and was taken to the hospital.

I don't know what time it is now, but it should be late.Han Xuan's eyes lingered on the table.

I don't know if Ye Yunyi continued to send him messages later, but he never replied, would he be worried?

There was nothing on the table except the water cup and kettle, Han Xuan was stunned, feeling a little anxious.

He slowly moved to the side of the bed, trying to open the drawer to have a look.But he was still dizzy, and just as he bent down, he fell forward when his eyes went dark.

A pair of hands suddenly stretched out from the slanting stab, supporting him firmly.

Han Xuan was taken aback, and then he was gently helped back to the bed by the man with a half-arm.

He raised his head slowly, and saw the man's face clearly by the moonlight.

"Ye, Ye Yunyi..."

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Ye Ye: I finally came out again.