He stood there and looked at Zhu Jin for two hours.
After the accident, the hospital building notified most of the doctors that they would go to the emergency department, and only doctors and nurses would be left in the hospital building to deal with emergencies. Ishigami Kashiwa didn't pay attention to such trivial matters. Since the accident, he was as busy as the doctors. Video conferences and commands were never interrupted. After the accident, the council had a lot of things to arrange.
By the time he had almost finished dealing with everything, it was already two o'clock in the afternoon. Ishigami Kashiwa, who was tentatively scheduled to be discharged from the hospital today, ate something casually and came to the emergency scene to see the situation and what needed to be done.
His identity as a parliamentary staff member allowed him to enter the emergency room in the name of understanding the situation. He saw a lot of things at the scene and finally saw Zhu Jin.
Zhu Jin, who was performing first aid seriously, caught his eye.
Zhu Jin was familiar to everyone on Blue Star. He had seen her in person two days ago, but she looked completely different then. Zhu Jin was having her bones fixed, using the method his attending doctor had told him about to treat his arm.
Shi Shangbai couldn't take his eyes off Zhu Jin. Zhu Jin was wearing a mask, and his eyes, which were the only part that was exposed, showed determination. His slender body was full of strength. He saved one person after another, helping them escape danger and get rid of special drugs.
The ringing of the cell phone woke up Ishigami Kashiwa, who quickly answered the call. After hanging up, Ishigami Kashiwa frowned as he looked at the screen that had been changed at some point.
Dark green...flying skirt...an old woman whose voice and skin don't look like an old man...these thoughts flashed quickly in Ishigami Kashiwa's mind, and then, he felt a sharp pain in his head.
The time was very short, and after a brief sting, Ishigami Kashiwa found that new fragments of memory suddenly appeared in his mind.
During the morning rounds, the attending doctor told him that the blood clot in his brain had completely dissipated and there were no sequelae. If the blood clot had caused his memory to become clear again, he didn't think it was a big deal...
Shi Shangbai looked at Zhu Jin, his lips curled up slightly, his eyes shining.
He finally understood the reason why the attending doctor's words and deeds were strange, why Zhu Jin had an unnatural expression on his face that day, and the origin of all the strange things.
It all started when he woke up again midway.
Ishigami Bai, who was unconscious in the sight of the dark green skirt, was woken up once on the way to the hospital. He was woken up by Zhu Jin's pleasant cell phone ringtone. When he opened his eyes with difficulty, enduring the discomfort, what he saw was still dark green.
The owner of the dark green skirt, Zhu Jin, who looked familiar yet unfamiliar, was looking at him. "Are you awake? We'll be at the hospital soon."
The ringing continued, and Zhu Jin, who was about to end the noise, looked at him innocently and unconsciously.
Ishigami Kashi's eyes moved from her face to the necklace-like phone hanging around her neck, dangling in the air. Ishigami Kashi said, enduring the pain and dizziness and nausea, "Answer the phone."
"What? Do you want to answer the phone?" Zhu Jin asked back with no unusual expression.
The ringing stopped for a moment and then continued.
"..." Shi Shangbai looked at her innocent and indifferent face, and remembered the report about her amnesia more than a year ago, and remembered that she had no access to a mobile phone in prison before...
Ishigami Bai's eyes moved, and without seeing anyone else, he stretched out his intact hand with difficulty, took Zhu Jin's hand on his injured wrist, and held her hand to touch the pendant.
Zhu Jin, who was trying to break free for unknown reasons, saw a screen suddenly appear out of nowhere in front of him. It was an extremely real screen.
"This is your phone. Only you can unlock it and turn it on. You have to deal with it when it rings. This is to answer the call..." Shi Shangbai looked at Zhu Jin who was staring at him with wide eyes, and suddenly wanted to laugh. He still held her hand and clicked to answer the call.
Then, he saw Zhu Jin staring at the anxious man who appeared on the screen, with unnecessary emotions in his dark and calm eyes.
"Doctor Zhu Jin, where are you?" The sweaty man asked anxiously.
"Team Leader Changshan, someone is injured. I'm taking him to the hospital." Zhu Jin apologized guiltily, "I'm sorry I didn't inform you."
"Thank God. Are you going to the general hospital? I'll come over to pick you up." The man named Changshan wiped the sweat off his face and breathed a sigh of relief.
The screen disappeared, but Zhu Jin's face was still full of apology. She looked at him with her bright dark eyes, then at the phone on her chest, and finally her gaze fell on his hand that was still holding hers, and she pursed her lips tightly.
"You don't even know how to use your cell phone..." Ishigami Bai suppressed the waves of nausea and chuckled, "Your hand is injured, you need to take care of it."
The hand still held on tightly and did not let go.
It was when Zhu Jin was on the phone that he noticed that Zhu Jin's elbow was torn, along with the sleeve. Behind the torn sleeve was an abrasion, which was not serious, but looked uncomfortable.
"I'll go back and handle it myself." Zhu Jin tried to break free.
"Wait a moment." Ishigami Bai heard the footsteps. When the footsteps stopped above his head, he closed his eyes and said, "Treat... Miss Zhu Jin's wound." He finally let go of his hand.
"Patient, you're awake." It was a young male voice. "Okay, I understand. I'll take care of it."
"Deal with it now..." Ishigami Bai suddenly opened his eyes and tilted his head, "Ugh..."
He vomited. The nausea that had been forced to be suppressed finally burst out because of the sudden movement, and he vomited out with unstoppable momentum.
The unique sour smell of vomit spread instantly, and Ishigami Kashiwa felt so uncomfortable that he wanted to faint.
After he finally finished vomiting, Shi Shangbai felt a familiar cool hand carefully helping him lie down. Enduring the discomfort, Shi Shangbai turned his head slightly and looked over. He saw Zhu Jin's calm face, and the vomit on his sleeves and body, his... vomit.
"I'm sorry..." Ishigami Kashiwa could only apologize and couldn't even reach out to help her wipe it.
"It's okay, don't worry." Zhu Jin's voice remained the same. Shi Shangbai looked at her calm eyes, heard the young man's worried voice, and saw the hands that helped wipe it.
"Your injuries... need to be treated." Ishigami Kashiwa eventually lost his memory with a trace of guilt towards the former princess and fell into a coma again.
When he woke up, he had forgotten everything that happened in the ambulance.
Ishigami Bai walked with big strides, and his stiff legs gradually became normal. He returned to the ward, packed his things, underwent discharge surgery, and left the hospital.
He will come again tomorrow to see Zhu Jin.
The injury on her elbow should have healed. She hasn't changed at all compared to before. Thinking of the topic about Zhu Jin's medical ethics that she saw in the news when she had nothing to do in the hospital these two days, she smiled sarcastically.
Her medical ethics were indeed questionable. She was too ethical, too responsible, and someone who had saving lives engraved in her bones and worked so hard, but for the first time he felt that she was not so good.
Zhu Jin, she was the most special and contradictory person he had ever met.
At the tender age of 22, she had such a calm expression and such calm eyes. No matter how young she was, when he saw her, he would always think of the staggering old man who walked towards him in a trance when he first met her.
No matter whether it was his illusion or what the truth was, he remembered Zhu Jin.
As the sun set, Chonglou drove Zhu Jin back home. Seeing that Zhu Jin had fainted, Chonglou did not get out of the car nor say a word. He just sat aside and looked at Zhu Jin quietly.
Helian Nan and Zhu Jin are obviously the same person, but Chonglou feels that they are two different people.
When he saw Helian Nan, who changed his name to Zhu Jin, he felt two names and two people.
The past between Helian Nan and him was so clear and yet so hazy. Such a beautiful and painful past became like a dream as time passed.
When I saw Zhu Jin, I woke up from the dream.
In his dream, he fell in love with Helian Nan, and when he woke up, he still fell in love with Zhu Jin.
Like fate.
Chonglou's stiff face gradually relaxed as he thought of his first real girlfriend. He loved her madly and deeply at that time, but in the end, they broke up peacefully.
He didn't know how long his love for Zhu Jin would last, but he had a feeling that it would last a very long time.
Chonglou raised the smile that Zhu Jin was most familiar with, got out of the car, walked around and picked up Zhu Jin again.
“…Home? I can walk by myself.” Zhu Jin closed her eyes to rest and finally fell into a daze. She woke up when Chonglou hugged her.
"I said I don't have the strength." Chonglou repeated.
"I'm not used to it..." Zhu Jin told the truth.
"I'm used to it." Chonglou took big steps, looking down at Zhu Jin as he walked, "Zhu Jin, go out with me."
"..." Dating? Is that what she understood? Zhu Jin was a little confused.
"Silence means you agree?" Chonglou looked intently at Zhu Jin's expression, casual yet cautious. "I like you, you know that, right? Be with me, we are the best match."
Without waiting for Zhu Jin to answer, he raised the corners of his mouth, smiled wantonly, and looked very excited. He lowered his head and kissed Zhu Jin's forehead, "As far as the heart is concerned, I am worthy of you."
It was the most gentle and affectionate kiss, but his expression was so arrogant and willful.
Zhu Jin will never forget this sight of Chonglou.