Chapter 65 Hospital "I'm sorry for making you worry."...
Friday.
The weather is still great, so we don't have to do physical exercises during recess.
Yan Ning and Xin Jing went for a walk in the small garden downstairs. When they came back, the nearby stairs were closer to the liberal arts class, so they went to liberal arts class 1 again.
There was noisy, youthful laughter everywhere.
There wasn't much vacant space in the corridor, but there happened to be room for two people at the railing facing the back door of Wen 1.
Yan Ning and Xin Jing stopped here.
They were originally chatting casually, but when Yan Ning's eyes inadvertently swept to the still empty seat by the window, the smile on her lips paused for a moment.
No one is here.
Maybe it was because he happened to be out.
But why.
The desk was empty. The books and papers that were there yesterday, and even the black shoulder bag that should have been in the desk pocket, were all gone?
Yan Ning frowned and was about to ask.
Xin Jing followed her gaze and explained sympathetically:
"Oh yeah, Lao Chen said that Lu Shen took a leave of absence, and his books and homework were all packed into the backpack he didn't take with him."
Hearing this, Yan Ning nodded slowly.
But, as if there was still a lingering doubt in his heart, Yan Ning couldn't help but ask, "Did Teacher Chen find a student who lives nearby to help deliver his schoolbag?"
The reason why Yan Ning asked this was because.
At the end of last month, a boy in Wen 1 also took sick leave due to a fever, and it happened to be on Friday.
Xin Jing had a very good relationship with the boy, and they added each other's contact information. She said that guy had just posted a status this morning to show off -
[A moment of fever, a moment of coolness! Dude, I'm going to have a wonderful weekend without homework! (Smiling with sunglasses on)]
Then, in the afternoon, I realized that I was too happy too early. The boy sent another message, saying with gritted teeth that his schoolbag had been delivered. Not only did he receive the homework he was supposed to do for the weekend, but he also had three more papers than others because he had missed a day of class.
This man's experience of the winding mountain road was so interesting. Xin Jing shared this with Yan Ning at the time.
And now.
Xin Jing shook her head. "No, that's a bit strange. Lao Chen packed Lu Shen's bag and took it away directly after filling it. Could it be that Lu Shen lives too far away? Or did he find someone to help him carry his things?"
Yan Ning's eyes suddenly became darker.
still.
Something is wrong.
Lu Chen usually lives alone in Shenghai Community, not too far from No. 1 Middle School.
Tomorrow is the weekend. If you are taking a short leave, it is normal to take away the homework and give a few extra papers, but you should also take the books on the desk with you, even if someone comes to take them. There is really no need to do that.
besides.
Let’s put aside the above two points for now.
Lu Chen has always had many friends, so he would definitely not lack someone to help him deliver his schoolbag.
But the head teacher of Liberal Arts 1 just wanted to take Lu Chen's bag away directly, which was more like—
Something happened to him.
But it’s not convenient to let classmates know.
When I think of this.
Yan Ning's heart suddenly sank.
Seeing Yan Ning's worry, Xin Jing hurriedly said to comfort him, "It shouldn't be a big deal. Maybe Lu Shen asked for leave, just like an elder's birthday at home..."
Although anxious, Yan Ning forced himself to calm down.
Then, she shook her head and analyzed calmly:
"But he was suddenly called away by his teacher yesterday. All known and established reasons for his absence are unlikely."
After hearing what Yan Ning said, Xin Jing also came to her senses.
After all, they were all classmates. Moreover, Xin Jing had gotten to know Lu Chen a little better because of the time they had spent together during the rehearsal of Yan Ning's school anniversary performance. This great man was actually quite easygoing and humorous, and he didn't have that sense of distance that some high-class people might have thought him to be.
Now, the thought that something might have happened to Lu Chen.
Xin Jing couldn't help but get anxious:
"What should we do? I just want to show some concern, but we don't have Lu Chen's contact information. Oh, right! How about I ask Jin Zishuo? He's usually close to Lu Shen..."
Xin Jing said this as she turned around and was about to leave.
Yan Ning suddenly grabbed Xin Jing's arm and shook his head again.
"Let's ask Fang Ze'an."
Yan Ning lowered her voice. After a quick analysis, her almond-shaped eyes showed a calmness that was rare for her age.
"Xinxin, don't you have the first physical education class this afternoon with Fang Ze'an and his class? He's known Lu Chen longer and is more familiar with him, so he might know what's going on. Besides, nothing is certain right now, and our guesses might be wrong, so it's best not to draw too much attention."
The get out of class had just ended and there were a lot of people coming and going in Class 1. Jin Zishuo was a noisy person, so if something went wrong, unnecessary rumors might spread.
The same logic applies to not going specifically to find Fang Ze'an.
Xin Jing also agreed to this plan.
I finally managed to make it through a few hours.
The first class in the afternoon is over.
Yan Ning waited at the stairs with a nervous mood, but what he heard from Xin Jing was——
"Fang Ze'an said he didn't know what Lu Shen was doing. His phone wasn't working, and he didn't respond to any messages. It was really strange."
The shadow in Yan Ning's heart.
Like cotton that has absorbed black water, it gradually turns darker and heavier.
Although I kept telling myself to stay calm and not to think too much.
However, there was a very bad premonition that still lingered in Yan Ning's heart and could not be dispelled.
finally.
When they returned to Huize for dinner that evening, Lin Xinci casually mentioned, "Ningning, you don't have to go to the house next door tomorrow. Grandma Cen and the others went out for a trip and haven't come back yet."
Yan Ning was originally distracted and couldn't help thinking about what happened today. When she heard this, she picked up the chopsticks to pick up the rice, but suddenly, she paused.
The dark shadow began to emerge.
Yan Ning's heart felt like it was being gripped by someone, and it was beating uncomfortably.
The tip of the tongue feels astringent.
Yan Ning wanted to express his anxiety and uneasiness several times.
However, she did not understand the real situation, and was even more worried that asking rash questions would cause unnecessary trouble to Lu Chen, Grandma Cen, Grandpa Zhao and the others.
Finally, Yan Ning nodded slightly and said reluctantly, "I understand, Mom."
I had dinner without any appetite.
Yan Ning did not go directly to school as usual recently.
Instead, she waited in the living room, took out the knowledge point shorthand cards she brought with her, pretended to digest the food and review the knowledge points, but in fact, she was always paying attention to Lin Xinci's every move in the kitchen.
Then, wait for the opportunity and take advantage of Lin Xinci's back to clean up the kitchen waste.
Yan Ning quickly and decisively walked to the cabinet and quietly took out the cell phone inside. Then, she walked quickly towards the door and said to Lin Xinci:
"Mom, I'm going to school!"
It’s not early.
Yan Ning jogged all the way to school so as not to be late.
Yan Ning secretly brought his cell phone to school.
For the first time, during evening self-study class, she quickly took out her warmed cell phone from her pocket as soon as the teacher left the classroom.
She put her hand in her desk pocket, pressed and held the power button, and her unfocused eyes fell on the table.
My heart is beating fast.
But what Yan Ning was nervous and afraid of was not the consequences of being discovered by the teacher, which would include criticism, confiscation of the phone, and being asked to write a self-criticism and self-reflection.
And there is only one——
Lu Chen.
How is he now?
However.
I pressed the phone for a long time but there was no response.
Yan Ning quickly looked down and realized that the battery was out of power.
Yan Ning suddenly fell like a deflated ball, his forehead hitting the table with a loud noise.
"Are you okay?" the girl sitting at the same table asked with concern.
Yan Ning was at a loss at the moment. He shook his head first, then nodded.
But.
She really didn't know.
I don't know if he's okay...
After a night of torment.
The first thing Yan Ning did when he got home was to take the charger into the bedroom and charge his phone which had run out of battery and was turned off.
While doing this, she forced herself to calm down a little.
After rebooting.
It was too late, and she didn't know what Lu Chen's current situation was, but she didn't want to disturb him in the slightest.
So, in the end, she could only suppress the strong and immediate urge to contact him and instead wait anxiously for the sun to rise again.
A sleepless night.
Saturday.
It was almost dawn, and before the alarm went off, Yan Ning, who had only slept for two or three hours, suddenly opened her eyes. Memories flooded back, and she didn't want to do anything, not even sleep any longer. She just stared at the ceiling, bit by bit, continuing to endure the time.
finally.
Eight o'clock arrives.
The second alarm clock just rang.
Yan Ning immediately turned over and sat up, picked up the mobile phone on the bedside table, slid open the screen, clicked on the chat software, found the contact named "L", opened the dialog box, and typed in the words that he had repeated in his mind too many times. However, after hesitating for a few seconds, he still pressed the send button.
Immediately, this message jumped to the conversation interface.
Xiao Haiyan: -[Where are you now? What happened? Is there anything I can do for you?]
The blackout curtains blocked out most of the bright sunlight.
In the slightly dim room, Yan Ning held his cell phone tightly, staring at the screen without blinking.
The wait seemed endless, and my heartbeat was so fast that it was hard to ignore.
She was nervous, anxious, and uneasy...
But there is still a glimmer of hope.
All kinds of bad situations that could happen, and the exact opposite of this, is that she is too stupid and foolish, worrying too much, like a random turntable, no one knows where it will stop.
finally.
Two minutes later.
At the moment when the phone was about to go off, it suddenly vibrated and the screen lit up again.
Yan Ning quickly looked closely.
A new message appeared——
L:-[I'm in the hospital.]
At that moment, Yan Ning suddenly clenched his phone, his knuckles turning slightly white.
All the clues.
Just like a puzzle, pieces are quickly put together.
Lu Chen was suddenly called away by his teacher and asked for a long vacation. His friends couldn't contact him at all and didn't know what he was doing...
In Room 302 opposite, yesterday at noon, the gauze curtains on the balcony were not drawn, the lights were not turned on at night, and the two elders suddenly went out for a "trip".
Grandma Cen is a person who particularly loves flowers and plants.
On the balcony, she planted many different kinds of potted plants, and took special care of them every day. Even when Grandma Cen accidentally sprained her ankle in the park and called Grandpa Zhao, she immediately expressed her concern for the flowers and plants, saying that no one was taking care of them. This is why Yan Ning went to give Lu Chen the key.
And yesterday.
At noon in summer, the sun is too strong. Even flowers and plants that love the sun cannot withstand the scorching sun.
But on the other side, there was no one who would draw the balcony curtains on time...
Also, now that she thinks about it, recently, when she went to study across the street, the old man's lunch break time had increased significantly.
And last week, when she went to deliver cherries, she saw Grandma Cen's face was inexplicably pale when she opened the door...
The phone vibrated again.
The picture that Yan Ning didn't want to see finally became a reality.
L: -[My grandma is in a coma and is in the hospital. It’s hard to say how she is doing right now.]
L:-[Sorry to make you worry.]
After a moment of stunned silence.
Yan Ning's nose suddenly felt sore and unbearable, and tears that he could not control flowed out of his eyes like beads that had broken off the string.
He didn't hide it from her.
Even in this situation.
He didn't forget, and instead comforted her.
There are so many questions I want to ask and so many concerns I want to express.
But through the Internet, Yan Ning couldn't see Lu Chen's current condition, and he didn't know where to start with those words.
At the top of the screen, the reminder "The other party is typing" lights up again.
Yan Ning wiped away her tears and stared at the screen, waiting for his next message.
at the same time.
In the hospital, outside the intensive care unit.
The boy was too tired.
My eyeballs were dry and almost difficult to move, and my temples were stinging and throbbing.
He lay on his back, covered his eyes with his arms, leaned against the cold wall somewhat weakly, and placed the slightly warm cell phone on his chest.
The chat interface just now was still on it.
The cursor flashes in the input box for a long time.
But he didn't type another word.
Lu Chen hasn't slept for two days and two nights.
Although the smell of disinfectant was all around, Lu Chen could still smell the strong aroma of coffee.
He could no longer remember how many cups of strong American coffee he had drunk, or which one had spilled on the blue and white school uniform he was still wearing.
Heavy footsteps approached.
Lu Chen put down his slightly numb arm, raised his eyes, and saw the person coming - it was Zhao Ruifeng.
Zhao Ruifeng rushed back from out of town last night.
The man, who was in his prime, now had red eyes and a much longer beard, and it was obvious that he had just cried somewhere.
The expensive custom-made suit he was wearing was wrinkled beyond recognition, his tie had been lost somewhere, and two buttons of his shirt were undone.
Although I didn’t spend much time with Zhao Ruifeng.
But in Lu Chen's impression, Zhao Ruifeng's image has always been calm, successful, and high-spirited, especially when talking about the professional field of law. Zhao Ruifeng, who was promoted to a partner of a red circle law firm very early, naturally has a lot to talk about.
And now, Zhao Ruifeng looks so depressed and frustrated.
This is the first time Lu Chen has seen him since he was a child.
Even so, when he saw Lu Chen, Zhao Ruifeng still pretended to be calm and tried to comfort his son like a responsible father.
But Zhao Ruifeng opened his mouth, and finally, he only said palely:
"You go back and get some sleep first. I'll be the one guarding here."
Lu Chen stood up, nodded without saying anything.
The corridor in front of the hospital's ICU was not too long. When it was about to reach the end, Lu Chen stopped, turned around, and took another deep look at the "Intensive Care Unit" sign hanging on the wall, illuminated by incandescent light.
Then, Lu Chen turned around.
Only on the hands, there is still a glimmer of light.
He raised his hand and lowered his eyes.
He had only answered two of the three questions on the screen. The girl asked the last one, "What can I do for you?"
At this moment, he was confused, at a loss, and could only resign himself to fate and wait for the outcome.
A heart that is about to become numb.
A mixture of complex and insoluble emotions.
He originally thought that he didn't know what else he wanted.
And now.
A sudden and urgent desire, almost bursting through his chest, made his fingers tremble uncontrollably as he pressed the button...
The interval is more than one minute.
Yan Ning finally received the new information.
It's a voice message.
She eagerly tapped the screen to play.
Two seconds later, there was still no sound. She realized that she had muted the music earlier. She quickly adjusted the volume and played it again.
"Are you home? Can I see you?"
The boy's hoarse voice finally came through the external speaker of the mobile phone, with a hint of fatigue that was hard to conceal.
So Yan Ning immediately sent a voice message without thinking:
"I'm here, I'm here! I'll always be here, waiting for you!"
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