Jing Rong never knew that Jing Cheng would actually watch this kind of movie and watch it with such concentration and relish.
Could it be that this bear is still a patriotic young man at heart?
He wanted to say that since you can share the same hatred with the soldiers who sacrificed their lives for the country, why do you have to do things that give the police a headache all day long?
But when Jing Rong met the other person's innocent eyes, he had so many questions in his mind that he couldn't ask them at all.
This kid is such a mystery. Could he have really become stupid after hurting his brain?
The company had an important meeting in the afternoon, so Jing Rong didn't stay in the ward for long and was ready to leave. Before leaving, he gave his "mentally retarded brother" a routine warning.
"You'd better stay in the ward honestly these few days and don't make any trouble. I will find someone to pick you up before school starts."
Jing Cheng: “…”
Listen to what he is saying, it shows how much this "big brother" dislikes Jing Cheng.
Jing Cheng watched TV for a while, and then the symptoms of concussion came back. His head started to throb with pain, and he felt nauseous.
...
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In this situation, it is time to take a rest. Jing Cheng followed the method taught by the nurse and used this thing called "remote control" to turn off the TV.
The screen went black and the noise stopped abruptly.
Jing Cheng rubbed his temples and shrunk back into bed. According to the doctor, he was far away from the explosion source, so he was only hit by the blast wave. When he landed, his head was hit hard, causing a slight concussion. When Jing Cheng just woke up, the test showed that he was slow to react and had memory loss, so the possibility of hidden blood clots in the brain could not be ruled out, so he had to be hospitalized for observation for a period of time.
Jing Cheng didn't take it seriously at first, because he knew he wasn't "missing his memory" but was a completely different person. But now he found that being hospitalized also had its advantages, with professionals taking care of him, food and clothing provided, and entertainment (TV series) when he was bored. Compared to his previous life of sleeping in the open and not having enough food, his current life was like a god's life!
He didn't even want to leave.
Jing Cheng closed his eyes and sighed in satisfaction. The only bad thing was that the hospital was filled with a lot of negative energy, and there were too many ghosts lingering around at night, which sometimes prevented him from sleeping well.
Maybe because he consumed too much energy watching TV during the day (?), Jing Cheng slept until late at night.
When he woke up at night, his mind was still a little fuzzy and his ears were buzzing. After being stunned for a long time, Jing Cheng realized that he was woken up.
The hospital corridor was filled with noisy sounds, sharp female voices, men's scolding, old people's groans, children's cries... all combined into an unbearable torrent of noise, overwhelming Jing Cheng's eardrums.
What's up with these earthbound spirits? Do they think he can do whatever he wants just because he's good-tempered?
Even when I'm injured I won't be allowed to rest!
Jing Cheng frowned unhappily, threw back the quilt and got out of bed.
After groping in the dark for a while, Jing Cheng found the light switch, pressed it, and with a "click", the room was brightly lit.
Although it was not the first time that he turned on the lights at night, Jing Cheng was still stimulated by the light and tears came to his eyes. He raised his arms to block his eyes for a while, and then put them down after his eyes adjusted to the light.
The dazzling light made the room as bright as day. Jing Cheng glanced out the window inadvertently. The ward he was in was on a high floor, which allowed him to see the entire world outside the hospital with just a casual glance.
There, thousands of lights are on, turning into stars in the dark night, making the earth seem like another sky, dotted with stars.
People in the 21st century are really amazing, Jing Cheng thought with deep emotion. In his time, electric lights were not something that ordinary people could afford.
Jing Cheng walked around the room and searched for a while. Suddenly, he thought of an important question: this was not the "doghouse" where he used to stay without returning for ten days or half a month.
His companions' belongings - the peach wood sword, the soul-calming bell, the big five emperors' coins, the compass, the talisman paper and cinnabar that they usually used - were not here.
Brother Jing is right, he is indeed mentally retarded...
In the end, Jing Cheng had to go out empty-handed.
The corridor was relatively quiet, so when Jing Cheng came out he realized that he had misjudged the situation and the noise must have come from the ward downstairs.
The hospital has nurses and doctors on duty at night, especially in high-end wards like his. Opposite the door is a service room with several nurses on standby to meet patients' needs at any time.
At this time, the door of the service room was open, and the nurse inside was lazily lying on the sofa and fell asleep. Jing Cheng took a look at her, did not disturb her, and left here quietly.
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The 15th floor of the hospital, Department of Pediatric Gastroenterology.
In an ordinary ward, a group of parents with a little boy of about seven or eight years old were arguing with several doctors and nurses in white coats, experiencing the common medical problems in hospitals.
The boy's face was covered with tear marks. He covered his unusually large belly with one hand and held snacks in the other hand, stuffing them into his mouth desperately as if he hadn't eaten for several lifetimes. He ate while crying, looking very weird.
A middle-aged woman in her 40s saw this and slapped the child's hand away, angrily saying, "Stop eating! Your stomach is so bloated!"
The boy raised his head with tears in his eyes, still chewing beef jerky, and said incoherently: "But mom, I'm so hungry that I can't stand it anymore."
Hearing this, the woman's eyes instantly turned red. She sobbed, turned her head and yelled at the white coats, "What's wrong with your hospital? We spent so much money, but the child's illness was not cured. Now you want to shirk responsibility, right?"
Standing next to the woman was her husband, who was a big, strong man with a fierce look on his face. At this moment, he was standing there like a door god, staring fiercely at several people in white coats, his eyes were red and his neck was thick, just like a butcher slaughtering pigs in the vegetable market.
The doctor in charge of the night shift was a young man who had just graduated and was here for internship. He had thick glasses on his nose and had not yet experienced the baptism of society, so he looked very much like a student.
Perhaps because he had never seen such a scene of a whole family coming to cause trouble, the male doctor said in a panic: "We are not shirking our responsibility. We just want to suggest that you see a specialist. Your child's disease is obviously not an ordinary one, and common medicines may not be effective. I have reminded you parents a long time ago, but you are the ones who don't want to be treated..."
Before the doctor could finish her words, she was interrupted by the boy's sudden cry: "Wuwaaa--Mom, my stomach hurts so much! Wuwaaa--"
"Why are you crying? Stop crying!" the woman yelled at him, "Look! You are still shirking responsibility! I tell you, this matter is not over! If this disease cannot be cured today, I will go to petition tomorrow, and I will find a group of reporters to expose you! This is a Class 3A hospital, what a joke!"
After these words were spoken, the faces of several doctors in white coats on duty turned unhappy.
A female nurse standing behind the male doctor was angry: "You treated the child but were reluctant to spend money. The child's illness was delayed for so long before being sent to the hospital. Did you listen to the doctor's advice? Whose responsibility is this!"
At this moment, the old woman who had been standing silently aside suddenly moved. She pointed at the male doctor with trembling hands and said, "Oh! You are so evil-hearted! You have no conscience! Our Xiaohui is the only child in three generations. If anything happens to him, we will never forgive your hospital! Ouch! I am so angry that my heart hurts!" As she spoke, the old woman squatted down with her hands covering her heart.
"Mom! What's wrong with you!" The man was shocked and angry, and quickly ran over to support the old woman.
The old lady had gray hair and a face full of wrinkles. She looked to be at least 60 years old. For someone of that age, any health problem would be no joke.
"Mom! Please don't scare me!" The boy's mother also came closer and turned back to the man in the white coat and said angrily: "It's all because of you!"
The white coats were also anxious, especially the female nurse who had lost control of her temper just now. If something happened to the old lady because of her, she would definitely be punished. If it got out of hand, losing her job would be a small matter.
The ward was in chaos. Jing Cheng, who was standing at the door of the ward, watched for a long time but no one noticed him.
Seeing that the situation was about to get out of control, Jing Cheng decided to do something to stop it. Under normal circumstances, he would not interfere, but when he observed just now, he found that the little boy's illness was not something that could be cured by the hospital. If he continued to make trouble, the child might lose his life.
Jing Cheng thought for a moment, recalled the new words he had learned from watching TV these days, and after some deliberation, he finally spoke:
"Old lady, isn't it not good to do this?"
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