82 Skin 23 || Happy to be a father
In the lobby on the first floor, all the lights were off. In the dim light, Ye Jing'an crouched down and only heard a cough. He followed the sound and found Jing Ning sitting on a chair, his face pale and his eyes half closed.
Ye Jing'an stood there in shock. Although the scars on Jing Ning's face had not spread, they had already begun to turn red and purple. After a long while, he softly asked Jing Ning, "Are you feeling unwell?"
Jing Ning tilted his head and covered his mouth with his hands. Coughs exploded from deep in his chest and a slight wheeze came from deep in his throat. He didn't have time to answer Ye Jingan's words and waved to him.
Yan Shuang followed closely behind Ye Jing'an. He hadn't slept all night and insisted on staying up until the old man disappeared from the ward. His intuition sounded the alarm, so he quickly got up from the bed and went downstairs to see Jing Ning coughing incessantly.
"Come quickly, Shuang'er." Ye Jing'an was a little anxious. "Come and take a look. His cough is too severe. This is not a solution."
The condition began to worsen.
Yan Shuang did not panic, but became calmer. He hugged Jing Ning tightly in his arms. He recalled that once he had a severe cough, his mother asked him to lie on her legs and patted his back. She also explained to him that the vibration of coughing and patting the back would loosen the phlegm stuck to the trachea, thereby improving his breathing. Although the little Yan Shuang could not understand what it meant at the time, he only remembered that his mother patted him for a while and he was fine.
He also tried the method his mother had told him, patting Jing Ning's back. Unexpectedly, this method really worked, and Jing Ning's coughing gradually stopped. Yan Shuang picked up the water beside him and slowly fed him.
Jing Ning's throat was probably dry from coughing, and he drank the whole bottle of water in a short while. His originally slightly red face gradually returned to normal. He just stayed in Yan Shuang's arms and said with a smile: "I feel like I'm going to die."
Yan Shuang looked down at him, knowing that this man was not a good person, but he was telling the truth. Her heart suddenly tightened. The old man in the ward had been coughing almost all night last night, and he was furious. "If I tell you to die, then die."
Jing Ning narrowed his eyes, taking in all of Yan Shuang's emotions. "Can't you say something caring about me? You have such a cruel heart."
Yan Shuang: Too lazy to care.
"Since you don't want me to die, then I'll try to see if I can survive." Jing Ning blinked his pitiful eyes. He never knew what embarrassment was. If there were no steps, he would create them himself and slide down.
Ye Jingan: "I didn't mean to interrupt you, but is this a question of whether you want to die or not? Could you two stop being so relaxed?"
"How were you last night?" Yan Shuang asked.
It would have been fine if he hadn't asked. But when he did, Ye Jing'an slapped his head and rushed to the elevator. "Doctor Lin and the others are still being chased by ghosts upstairs. I wonder what their situation is like now."
Yan Shuang pulled Jing Ning away and stood up, "Why didn't you say so earlier!"
"I was so busy this morning, and when I got up, I saw that the boss wasn't in good condition..." The elevator just kept showing that it was stopped on the fourth floor and wouldn't go down. Ye Jingan anxiously poked his hand, "What does this mean? Are they using the elevator?"
"Don't worry, the people in the hospital have disappeared now." Jing Ning's face looked much better, not so bad anymore, "Wait a little longer."
The elevator had been stopped on the fourth floor. Apart from troubleshooting, there was another worst reason: something was stuck in the elevator door, preventing it from closing. Thinking of this, Ye Jing'an quickly shook his head and gave up the idea. Everything would be fine.
Fortunately, the elevator started.
Lin Haichen walked out holding a crying child in his arms, and behind him Xu Yaoyu was carrying the seriously injured Tian Yiyi.
Yan Shuang and Ye Jing'an quickly took Tian Yiyi over.
Lin Haichen called Ye Jingan and handed the child to him. "Ever since you came downstairs, this child has been crying non-stop, as if he was holding a locator in his hand."
Five minutes ago, Lin Haichen ran in the opposite direction of the elevator with the child in his arms. The group of doctors rushed over like crazy. It was not until Tian Yiyi ran from the other direction and took the child away that he casually hid in a room and took a breath.
But the child kept crying, and the cries guided the doctors. Tian Yiyi had nowhere to hide, so the two of them ran in relay mode for the last few minutes. Unfortunately, Tian Yiyi was caught by the doctors at the last moment. She immediately lay on the ground, holding the child under her belly, and let the doctors dig their nails into her back and pinch her neck.
Tian Yiyi counted the seconds silently in her heart until the doctor disappeared at exactly six o'clock. She used her last bit of consciousness to look at the child, and the child was really still there.
Lin Haichen did not delay and immediately carried Tian Yiyi to the elevator entrance, asked Xu Yaoyu to hold the child, and turned back to find medicine.
Ye Jing'an carefully took the child. Miraculously, the moment he took the child, the child, who was still crying, stopped crying instantly and actually smiled at Ye Jing'an, revealing a few little teeth.
"How could this happen?" Ye Jing'an felt incredible.
Tian Yiyi is not seriously injured for the time being, but she has too many wounds on her body, so the rest will be left to professionals.
Yan Shuang lifted the child's quilt, took a look, then looked at Ye Jing'an, "He doesn't look like you either."
"Dad... Dad..." The child opened his mouth and spoke unclearly.
Ye Jingan: ...happy to be a father.
Yan Shuang asked, "Can a newborn baby speak?"
"Of course not." Lin Haichen said, "You have to be at least one year old to be able to speak."
"But he just called me dad." Ye Jing'an's face changed. He didn't know why, as he was only a few hours old.
Jing Ning coughed twice, stood up from the chair, and observed the child, "It's obvious that he is growing up. Our time and his time are not on the same frequency."
"Then why does he only let Ye Jing'an hold him and call him daddy?" Yan Shuang looked at Jing Ning and coughed, frowning, "Why don't you go back and sit down."
Jing Ning sat back in his chair obediently and speculated: "Maybe... he really thinks Ye Jingan is his father."
"I swear, I really don't have any children." Ye Jing'an raised four fingers to explain.
"What I mean is, in the game, the kid thinks you're his father. Ye Jing'an is the staff member who transports corpses, and he's the only one who has the most contact with corpses. Considering what we saw in the morgue yesterday, the kids all like him very much. Maybe that's why."
"Although children may behave in some seemingly strange ways, they are actually expressing love in their own way. The staff who pulled the bodies dressed them and were patient enough to make them feel loved. On the contrary, those doctors only made the children feel pain."
"As for why the child didn't disappear with the doctors? It should be... cough cough..." Jing Ning coughed again. He could clearly feel his body starting to stiffen uncontrollably, and breathing became difficult. He squeezed the last few words out through his teeth, "It's... related... to... the door..."
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