This is equivalent to the fact that the harm of ordinary smoking is greater for those around you.

Father Yan stopped talking.

Yan He lowered his head and did not continue the topic.

He lifted the thermos bucket and pushed it in front of him: "I still have to go to work, let's go quickly."

"Dad hasn't sat down for a few minutes."

"Then sit down for a while."

"..."

He just felt unhappy because he was being driven away. It really made him sit still.

He had a meeting to hold in the morning and didn't have much time.

Yan He had already seen through him.

"Okay, go back quickly and come see me when you're free."

The more sensible you are, the more distressing it is.

Father Yan stood up from his seat and agreed on impulse: "I will bring you the piano tonight."

"Okay, thank you dad."

Wait for someone to leave.

Yan He followed him out.

He walked towards Zhou Zhiyun's office with a clear goal, but the door of the office was still closed and he was not at work.

She turned to the service desk.

"Hello, is Dr. Zhou working today?"

"Dr. Zhou is working the night shift today. There are other doctors there. Will they take you there?"

"No, thank you."

Zhou Zhiyun was not here, and she didn't want to communicate with other doctors, so she returned to the ward.

Just opened the door.

At a glance, he saw the figure standing at the head of the bed.

Hearing the sound, when the other party turned around and looked over, a corner of the flowers on the cabinet was also exposed.

"Why are you here?"

"Come bring you new gummies."

As he spoke, he raised his hand, shook the bag he was carrying, and handed it to her: "Try it?"

He just said yesterday that he wanted to change the taste.

Yan He actually didn't take it too seriously. The passion fruit gummies with saffron hidden in them were also quite delicious.

But I didn't expect that he would change it today.

Subconsciously he reached out and took it.

It seems that everything before has become acquiescence and tacit understanding.

Still the same jar.

Only this time the red gummy bears are tri-color gummy bears.

The shape looks a bit strange.

Some are fat, some are thin, and some are crooked.

At first glance, it doesn't look like it was bought from outside.

"Thank you."

As soon as he finished speaking, his head was gently rubbed: "You're welcome, I promised Yan Yan."

Zhou Zhiheng came here specially to deliver something and left in a hurry after saying a few words.

The girl in the next bed stared at the door for a while: "Hey, is he your boyfriend?"

"No."

"I feel like he likes you."

"..."

"He likes you."

Yan He turned around and saw her frowning eyes, pointing: "Can I eat it?"

Topics sometimes jump really fast.

"can."

She didn't take much, picked one, put it in her mouth and chewed: "Well, handsome men also have shortcomings."

“Mediocre taste.”

After saying that, he immediately changed his tune and shook his hand: "I said sugar, just sugar."

"Isn't it delicious?"

"I think it's average."

She really didn't look like she liked it.

Yan He also ate one and thought it was okay. It was fruity, but there was still a saffron flavor in it.

People who are not used to it will really dislike it.

"He didn't do this himself, did he?"

"Should...shouldn't it?"

"How's it going? Is it delicious?"

"It's delicious."

"Really?"

"real."

As if she didn't expect Yan He's taste to be so unique, she wrinkled her cheeks.

"You two are made for each other."

Handsome and beautiful, the taste is just as... strange.

"But the flowers I gave you are pretty pretty, Gesang flowers?"

"It's Cosmos."

"Aren't Gesang flowers the same as cosmos?"

"Ah."

If you don’t know that story, it doesn’t matter whether it’s called Kelsang flower or cosmos.

But I know the story.

That's cosmos.

Cosmos presented by Zhou Zhiheng.

.................................................. .....................................

Yan’s father said he would send her the piano.

But Yan He waited and waited for two days and still didn't get it.

Not to mention Qin, no one was seen.

Mother Yan is also busy. Mother Lin has been delivering meals these two days.

Anyway, she had already been mentally prepared, so she didn't feel there was a big gap.

She continued to live in the hospital.

Only when Zhou Zhiheng came over did life seem to change from gray to color.

He is bored.

It also seems very leisurely.

You can even take her to observe the ants on the ground and the shadows of various plants.

You can also buy her cartoon balloons that are only played by children, and buy them in various colors.

Really boring.

But Yan He liked it very much.

There seemed to be a lot of interesting things added to her boring life.

The days in the hospital were not that difficult.

At night, Yan He had a nightmare again.

The bright red blood splashed onto the ground, constantly stimulating her senses.

The rich blood surrounded the tip of his nose, and it tended to get heavier and heavier.

She was shocked.

He opened his eyes almost instantly and shook his head.

Get up and turn on the light.

Not daring to delay at all, he turned around and called someone.

While waiting for the doctors and nurses to come over.

She stood in the corner and hadn't recovered yet.

The person who had been complaining to her about the unpalatable food during the day was lying there with weak breath at this moment.

Bright red blood poured out from the broken wrist.

Extremely dazzling.

Yan He suddenly felt a severe headache, as if it was about to burst.

Just raised his hands and pressed his head.

A gentle voice sounded from the right side: "Take a deep breath, don't be nervous, it's okay."

"How is she?"

"Fortunately, the cut wasn't deep."

Zhou Zhiyun looked away from the crowd of medical staff and poured her a glass of water: "Don't worry, it will be fine."

It seems that he is used to such a scene.

Yan He took the water and took a sip: "Thank you."

It was also at this moment that I suddenly understood what she meant by what she said two days ago.

She didn't want to find someone of the same kind who didn't like her mother. When she said companionship, she meant to die together.

Even if the person is okay in the end, Yan He can expect that the control of this ward will become stricter.

After all, all dangerous supplies are segregated and ward rounds are conducted every two hours, allowing people to take advantage of loopholes.

Not long after the patients here were pushed into the operating room, Zhou Zhiheng rushed to the hospital.

He pulled her up and down and looked her up and down before speaking softly: "Are you scared?"

Fortunately, Yan He had never seen someone die before, and he had even done it himself.

It just feels uncomfortable.

And the original person has never been seen.

Before she could nod.

He was pulled into a warm embrace: "How can I make you feel better?"

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