Dou Shiliu was taken aback for a moment, then said, "Heh."
He twitched his lips in a funny way, like an amusing cannon fodder.
Yan Yang's heart skipped a beat when he saw the woman's faint smile under the lamplight.
This woman... can she please stop smiling at a young, vigorous man like that?!
"Don't...don't smile so seductively!"
His heart will be beating erratically!
Dou Shiliu: "..."
Alright, he withdrew his faint smile and immediately turned into a poker face, silently surrounding Dou Shiliu with an aura of inviolability.
"I'm leaving now, you should rest."
The woman turned and left, bringing with her a gust of cold wind.
Yan Yang stared blankly at her beautiful figure. After Dou Shiliu went out, she suddenly turned her head and glanced at Yan Yang through the glass partition.
Yan Yang: "!"
He was caught peeping, and he was so scared that he started coughing.
Dou Shiliu smiled slightly, then left.
...
A month passed, and Yan Yang was almost fully recovered.
Holding the small mirror he'd snatched from the nurse, Yan Yang frowned in dissatisfaction.
"So ugly"
The shaved head is now growing a few strands of black hair, except for the scar.
It looks terrible.
Frustrated, Yan Yang tossed the mirror aside. Xiang Luodan hadn't come to see him lately, and he wondered what she was busy with.
I should have just let Grandpa have her serve him.
"Ugh, it's incredibly ugly."
Turning around, Yan Yang idly scrolled through his phone.
I opened the class group chat that I hadn't used in a long time.
"Is the old man going to be discharged from the hospital?"
"Not yet."
"That's absolutely hilarious!"
"That fearless troublemaker is now in the hospital; we've already had a wonderful month of good times."
Yan Yang casually touched the screen with his fingertip and found that it was full of gloating voice messages. A mocking smile appeared on his lips.
"These lazy, good-for-nothing idiots, wait till I get back, I'll see how I deal with them."
As soon as the dean came in, he heard his grandson say that he was going to kill someone.
An elderly man's hand twitched at the corner of his mouth as he pushed open the door and entered: "Yan Yang."
Yan Yang looked up and saw that it was her grandfather.
"Um, what's up?"
"Is your injury better?"
"No"
He wanted to stay here for a while, where he didn't have to attend classes, fight, or have three meals a day.
In fact, Yan Yang just wanted to stay in the hospital and keep watching a certain woman.
He just didn't want to say it.
The hospital director frowned as he looked at his grandson's shaved head, revealing a horizontal scar down the middle, and his expression changed.
"It's so ugly!"
Yan Yang bristled and put down his phone: "Grandpa, what nonsense are you talking about! You actually said your grandson is ugly! Are you trying to hurt the patient's heart?!"
Yan Yang clutched his heart, feigning pain as he looked at his spirited grandfather.
"Don't you have a conscience?! Do you even deserve to be a hospital director?"
The hospital director tried his best to ignore his grandson's dramatic performance: "You should be discharged now."
I'm not done yet.
No, your studies are important.
"No, I have a headache, I can't study yet."
Yan Yang quickly rubbed his forehead, his brows furrowed, his expression somewhat resembling that of the dean.
"Then you can stop receiving your allowance."
The dean frowned slightly, his eyes glancing briefly at Yan Yang on the bed.
You know, he orders takeout every day, things like flowers and plants.
If it weren't for the head nurse's strict management of his diet, his injury would have definitely worsened.
Yan Yang: "..."
His grandfather was too cruel; he actually tried to cut off his source of income.
She pursed her lips: "I'll stay another month and then go back to school, otherwise there's no room for discussion."
The dean didn't press him any further; this grandson of his still kept his word.
"Okay, remember to go to school in a month."
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