Chapter 121 Hospital

Wei Zhi stamped his feet, turned around and was about to leave.

A man is not afraid of anything except his girlfriend. After exchanging a brief eye contact with Lao Yan, saying "your girlfriend has a bad temper" and "at least I still have a girlfriend", Shan Chong stood up.

Before Wei Zhi rushed out of the ward, she reached out a hand from behind and pressed the door directly - this is the advantage of being tall, with long legs. She took four or five steps and the other person caught up with her in three steps.

Wei Zhi suddenly turned around and glared at the person behind him.

The man was not affected at all. Skiers have flexible hips. He used his hips to pin his girlfriend between himself and the door of the ward to prevent her from moving around. He held the door with one hand and took out his cell phone with the other, making a WeChat call.

The phone rang twice and then someone picked up the phone. A soft and cute girl's voice said "Hello" and then called "Brother".

Shan Shan always calls him "brother" when she has bad intentions. Now she is ready to watch the show. After all, the short WeChat chat record just now was very lively——

[My brother is a stingy person: I remember it was New Year’s Eve. ]

【Chong: I promised to accompany your sister-in-law back to South City. 】

[My brother is a stingy person: Who told you to make blind promises? Besides, Nancheng is a million miles away from home. What do you mean by "return"? You are in Cao's camp but your heart is in Han. You married a wife but forgot your mother! On behalf of the people of Northeast China, I look down on you!]

【Chong: Stop talking nonsense, I won’t reply, I changed your WeChat name. 】

[My brother is a stingy person: Stop talking nonsense. I won’t change. I told my mother that you don’t want to go back and explain to her that you wore a vest to participate in the big stage competition.]

【Chong:? She knows?】

[My brother is a stingy person: I said so. ]

[My brother is a stingy person: Besides, she also has her own short video platform APP. Do you expect her big data to not include "Chongli" where her son is going to settle down soon or "skiing"? ]

【worship:……】

above.

This is Shan Chong’s entire process from “never betraying my wife” to “forget it, I’ll betray her anyway”.

At this time, the phone was connected. Shan Chong was too lazy to waste time talking to Shan Shan and went straight to the point: "Your sister-in-law is very unhappy to hear that I am going to let you go. Tell her."

The man spoke in a low voice. When he finished speaking, the other end of the phone fell silent. He also received a glare from his girlfriend.

She deserved to be glared at. How could the first communication between a sister-in-law and a aunt be about his mother? How embarrassing! She made people think that she was a controlling personality who would not let him go home even though she was her girlfriend. She was a possessive demon!

Weizhi thought about it and wondered what she should do if the other party asked her, "You are still boyfriend and girlfriend, why do you care so much? Is this in accordance with the rules?" She would answer in a way that would appear polite, reasonable, and neither humble nor arrogant.

My heart was hanging half a meter high.

She stared at the Nohara Sunflower avatar on Shan Chong's phone screen and waited for a long time. When she swallowed hard, she heard the other party, who had been silent for a long time, say, "Hello? Sister-in-law?... Why don't you say anything? I'm a little nervous and can't speak. How about chatting by typing?"

Wei Zhi thought, this is exactly what I want.

So I nodded desperately.

The man lowered his eyes and glanced at her as if she were a mentally retarded person, then picked up the phone and put it to his lips: "She said yes."

"Why didn't I hear that?"

"Because she was nodding," Shan Chong stared at Wei Zhi. He curled his lips and snorted, "Maybe she thought this could be made into an emoticon and then transmitted to your brain via wireless signals."

Weizhi: “…”

Shan Shan: “…”

Shan Shan: "Why do you have a girlfriend?"

Weizhi: "Why on earth do you have a girlfriend!"

Two people who had never met in their lives but had just spoken for ten seconds over the phone could sing the same tune at the same time. This reminded Shan Chong of another characteristic of theirs: they love to cry and make trouble.

Oh no.

I won’t dare to die in front of these two people in the future.

Otherwise, the funeral was so lively that some people thought someone had blown up the crematorium with fireworks.

Shan Chong pressed the hang-up button expressionlessly, and with a flick of his finger he pushed Shan Shan's business card to Wei Zhi, and at the same time he also pushed Wei Zhi's business card to Shan Shan.

The little girl was still pinned against the door by him, unable to move. Under the strong negative pressure, she had no choice but to lower her head and click on the friend add button. At the same time, she said without raising her head: "You cowardly little brat, you need your sister to speak for you if you have anything to say."

"Do you believe me?"

"No. From today on, I won't believe anything you say."

The man gave a mocking expression, "You see," and said, "So what else can I say?"

Wei Zhi was somewhat convinced by his logic.

She lowered her head and added Shan Shan.

【Accumulate virtue and do good deeds: QAQ】

【Girl Chirp: QAQ】

【Accumulate virtue and do good deeds: Sister-in-law is so good QAQ】

[Girl Ji: Howl, howl, QAQ]

"This emoji makes me want to dig out your eyeballs. Can you get to the point?" Shan Chong took Wei Zhi's phone and sent a voice message directly to Shan Shan, "Get to the point. Stop talking nonsense. Are you willing to change your WeChat name?"

Shan Shan didn’t reply to Wei Zhi. The two of them were still sending cute emojis to each other. Shan Shan took the time to reply to Shan Chong’s own account——

【Accumulate virtue and do good deeds: I think you are right. If you don't change, it will seem like our relationship is so good, which is not good.】

Shan Chong: “…”

In fact, Shan Chong's going home was not a complicated matter. Shan Shan only had to say a few words. It was about Shan Chong's competition a few days ago. His parents knew about it, but for the first time ever, they did not cry or make a fuss. They just watched his competition video and put down their phone.

Then at lunch today, I don't know where Shan's mother got the inspiration from, but she put down her chopsticks and said to Shan Shan, "Let your brother come home for the New Year this year. Don't run around. I must see him on the 29th of the year."

After saying that, he paused and added, "By the way, please ask if Wang Xin and Xiaoduo will come this year. I also need to prepare the dishes and chopsticks."

…This is a request for everyone to assemble—

It is death. Gather all of them together, scold them, put one foot on the window in front of them and say, "Son, you jump off the platform and I will jump off the building."

Still alive, willing to let Shan Chong try again to return to the competitive stage he longs for.

No one knows.

I just know that this is serious business.

After listening to what Shan Shan said, Wei Zhi suddenly calmed down. She looked up at the man standing in front of her. He was still looking at her with his head down. When their eyes met, she fell silent.

She looked away, put her hands around his waist and hugged him.

"Go back."

She said with a warm tone.

Shan Chong was silent for a while. Wei Zhi held him and the scene seemed very harmonious for a while. Lao Yan turned his head and looked at them, hesitating whether to start shouting at them to get out.

Until Shan Chong spoke: "No more?"

As soon as he opened his mouth, Wei Zhi knew what he was going to say. He lifted his chin from his chest, blinked at him, and nodded seriously: "Yeah."

Instead of asking him “What else do you want me to say?”, I said, “Yeah.”

The man narrowed his eyes slightly and said directly: "You don't want to accompany me back on this important occasion?"

"..." Wei Zhi let him go, hesitated, and said honestly, "What if you go back to get scolded?"

"Maybe my mother won't scold me when she sees you."

"I'm not that likable," the little girl said, with a serious look on her face, "Let's just go our separate ways when the catastrophe strikes." "I do have some self-awareness."

He touched her head lovingly: "I think you are very likable."

"Stop talking nonsense. If your mom asks me what I do, we'll both be kicked out together!" She said sweetly, "I won't go home with you. At most, you can turn on your phone and talk to me on the phone at the dinner table on New Year's Eve."

It is settled.

Under Wei Zhi's supervision, they refunded Shan Chong's various tickets, hotels, etc. on the spot, and prepared to buy his own plane ticket again.

Shan Chong was holding his phone, wondering whether to buy a ticket for the 28th or 29th of the lunar year, when a message popped up at the top of the screen:

【Good deeds: Brother, what does your sister-in-law look like? Do you have a photo?】

Wei Zhi’s Moments have been visible for three days, and the most recent content that can be seen includes “Snowy mountaintop ski resort,” “Mountaintop ski resort after sandstorm,” “Wild cats,” and “Meat.”

【Chong: Aren’t there plenty of short video platforms for me?】

[Do good deeds: If you only protect your face and snow goggles tightly, what can you see? 】

【Chong: Oh, about the same size as you, small.】

Before Shan Shan could speak, another message came in:

【Chong: Just a little prettier than you. 】

Shan Shan's "typing" lasted for at least a minute. It was obvious that he was hesitating between using swear words and deleting some words. Finally, he said euphemistically:

【Shan Shan: You are such a good brother. 】

【Chong: That is. 】

…

Jiang Nanfeng came back with the report. The diagnosis was more accurate. It was a minor bone fracture. He would be able to be discharged from the hospital tomorrow after being put in a plaster cast.

Lao Yan glanced at the report and seemed a little regretful, but under Jiang Nanfeng's cool gaze, he thought about it and said, "It still hurts a lot, so much so that I can't sleep, and I might suffer from insomnia at night."

Jiang Nanfeng didn't respond to him immediately, and just looked up at Shan Chong——

The other person had seriously fallen and fractured his coccyx. The latter was standing at the door at this moment, looking at Lao Yan, then at Jiang Nanfeng. Between trying to trick the promising boy into going to the park and choosing his apprentice, he felt guilty and chose the apprentice.

"I also suffered from insomnia for a whole night," Shan Chong thought for a moment, thinking that saying this would seem like he was afraid of the pain and would affect his masculinity, so he added, "But I'm still afraid that I won't be able to stand up more in the future, which will lead to insomnia."

Weizhi: “I’m just afraid of pain.”

Shan Chong: "Have you never cried because of falling down since you were a child?"

Weizhi thought for a moment and said, "No."

Shan Chong: "Who was the person who fell off the pole this afternoon and insisted that he had hit his chest? He cried in my arms for a long time and finally had to be coaxed and held my hand before he agreed to get back on the pole?"

Wei Zhi: “Who?”

"I don't know." Shan Chong took out his phone and scrolled through it. "Ask someone else."

Then don't ask.

Because there were a bunch of people around at the time, including one of Shan Chong's apprentices, they took a picture of the little girl sobbing in the arms of a man as fierce as a tiger and posted it in the group. Everyone gathered together to watch a live "tiger smelling roses".

As a senior sister of the same gender, Hua Yan was filled with emotion——

【Last year, my elbow was broken and I was in the hospital for half a month. Master came to see me four or five times. Every time he opened his mouth, the first thing he asked was: Do you admit your mistakes? Will you wave your hands around in heaven next time?】

In the end, there was no such thing as holding hands and coaxing them onto the dancing stage. It was up to them to come or not, to dance or not. At most, they would be caught under the stage to prevent them from falling and injuring any important parts below the belly button.

There was a lot of chatter in the group, and Wei Zhi stood there with a red face.

Lao Yan finally couldn't stand it anymore and drove them away.

It's a lack of manners to show such affection in front of someone who has been heartbroken.

After Wei Zhi and the others left, Lao Yan and Jiang Nanfeng were the only ones left in the ward.

At this moment, Lao Yan had already taken off his snow jacket, and was wearing a sweater underneath, which Jiang Nanfeng had bought for him last time...

She reached out to help him smooth down the corner of the quilt, then she glanced at the clothes he was wearing, thought for a moment and asked, "Do you think this is retribution?"

Lao Yan didn't react at first, thinking that she was talking about how her brother had put him in the hospital. He raised the corner of his lips in a mocking manner and tried to pretend to be strong, but before he could say anything, he saw her gaze and understood at once.

He stretched out his idle hand to grab the quilt, then huddled inside it without saying a word.

Jiang Nanfeng raised his eyelids and glanced at him: "It's good that you know how to be ashamed."

Lao Yan's hand drooped helplessly, leaving only a pair of eyes exposed outside the quilt: "I've already told you I'm sorry, but does it mean I don't deserve to be forgiven for my mistakes?"

She said nothing, but raised her hand and patted his quilt.

"I haven't taught female students since then," he pursed his lips, "I haven't taught many female students, and the ones I have taught are my former male students."

"oh."

Jiang Nanfeng thought for a moment and said, "There are quite a few people here today."

"…They were all in Chongli. They came here when they heard the news. I didn't call them here," Lao Yan said. "I didn't talk to them much. Then they suddenly asked me to bring my own food. It was to piss you off…"

He paused. "But you didn't react at all, like a corpse."

"Isn't it me who is the one who is being mourned in the video on your short video platform? " Jiang Nanfeng said, "That's just right."

Lao Yan's sweet talk could fool so many girls in the past, but it's useless now. He tried everything, including making an official announcement, acting coquettishly, and trying to provoke her...

There is really no way.

He forced himself to turn over, lying on his side with his uninjured arm tucked underneath, his back to Jiang Nanfeng.

He still had an IV drip on his hand, and the young nurse came in just in time. She originally wanted to see how close he was to finishing the drip, but when she saw his posture, she screamed, "If you're tired, you could stand up. Why are you lying like this?" In the chaos, the young man simply closed his eyes in despair and said nothing.

The high-spirited little Tibetan mastiff became a drowned dog.

Even with a broken hand I couldn't win her any sympathy.

Lao Yan kept thinking for a while what he had done. Wasn't it just letting a friend wear the clothes she bought? What's the big deal? Then he realized that, just like Weizhi said, it was not a problem of the clothes, nor was it a problem of who he went to class hand in hand with. It was that he had been too rude in the past and did not make people feel safe.

...Then why didn’t those girlfriends in the past make trouble?

Maybe they knew that they would have to break up with him, it was just a matter of time, so they didn't bother to think about it.

Thinking of this, my sister's goodness is even more prominent.

Just like that, Jiang Nanfeng didn't say a word, just sat there, and Lao Yan completely conquered him successfully.

…

Later, my hands hurt so much that I had to get a pain-relieving injection.

Feeling drowsy after the fight, Lao Yan leaned over and took a nap. When he woke up, it was dark outside. He looked at his cell phone and saw it was past one in the morning. He had slept for quite a long time.

He moved his injured hand. The back of his hand was bruised and swollen from the IV drip he received at night. He didn't even notice it because he had fallen asleep. Probably the nurse asked him to put a hot towel on it, so now he had a semi-warm and slightly cool towel pressed against his side.

There was only one desk light on in the ward.

In the intensive care unit, the patient is not seriously ill, and there are few people coming to check on him in the middle of the night. The corridor and the ward are quite quiet. There is the sound of water in the bathroom, and a figure is vaguely cast. I don't know who is in there...

Until a slight sound came from the bathroom.

Lao Yan sat up.

Get out of bed.

The sound of water coming from the bathroom became more and more three-dimensional. The shower was on and he was wearing slippers. He saw Jiang Nanfeng sitting on the ground at a glance.

There was a basin not far from her, which had overturned, spilling water all over the floor. The shower head that had been upside down in the basin had been replaced, and water was splashing like a musical fountain.

Jiang Nanfeng was obviously slipped and was a little dazed.

At this moment, my clothes and hair were wet, but not completely soaked, just with water droplets hanging on them.

She blinked blankly, and drops of water fell from her eyes, as if hitting the heart of the person behind her.

The bathroom door was suddenly blocked by a slender figure. In the steam rising from the room, she turned her head, with empty black eyes, and looked at the person behind her who had woken up at some unknown time...

I didn't even have time to react.

He took a step forward, with one hand hanging down and the other hand stretched out - I don't know where he got so much strength from, but he easily lifted her up from the ground.

She stepped steadily into the bathroom in her slippers. He stood next to her expressionlessly, wrapping his arms around the hot water outlet of the shower head. The bathroom became quiet for the first time...

It was so quiet that they could hear each other's breathing.

Lao Yan turned his head to the side and did not move from the posture of turning off the water. The two of them were very close to each other, so close that he could smell her scent.

The tips of their noses are almost rubbing against each other.

The young man remained silent, his face pale, that puppy face without a dimpled smile for a rare time. He stared at the tip of her nose expressionlessly for a while, then raised his hand, pinched her ring finger and little finger with one hand and lifted her chin...

Middle finger reinforced clasp.

Then he used the slightly rough tip of his thumb to not too gently wipe away some of the water droplets on her face.

The rough fingertips pressed against her soft face. Jiang Nanfeng frowned, as if coming to her senses, and tilted her head to avoid his hand——

"Zhao Keyan," she said calmly, "don't touch me."

The cold voice echoed in the bathroom.

I felt the rough wiping action on my face stop - maybe it can't be called wiping, after all, his hands are very strong...

Jiang Nanfeng raised his eyes and met the young man's dark eyes, which were unfathomable. At this moment, he finally saw a little bit of his master's shadow.

"Okay," Lao Yan retracted his hand, "I won't touch you."

Then the next second, when Jiang Nanfeng relaxed her vigilance, he suddenly pressed her shoulders without warning and pushed her -

Following her backward momentum, he bumped into her with his shoulder. At the same time, his hand, which had been used to push her, blocked her back and the wall, and he didn't even frown as she slammed down on him.

He captured her lips with pinpoint accuracy.

Finally taking in the familiar breath, he almost let out a sigh of satisfaction...

Carefully and complainingly, he bit her lower lip gently, and when he felt her loosen up a little, he pried open her teeth with the tip of his tongue and penetrated -

Bending slightly, he pinned her between his chest and the wall, with his uninjured hand still pressed behind her back, strong yet humble.

If she could, she would push him away immediately.

But even if it was just for thirty seconds of staying, he was almost grateful for it.