After the dregs

4.14pm.

In the past few years, Jiangcheng's environmental planning has been well planned. At sunset, the city is full of spring flowers, and when the afterglow falls into the hospital building, it is a brilliant and warm golden color.

When he arrived, the operating room was busy, and several experts in the hospital had already set up a team urgently. Under the cold white light, the atmosphere was not very good.

Han Zhibai was blocked outside the operating room, he could only look at the glass and asked, "What's going on?"

"Third Young Master?" The doctor Wu looked at him with a very serious expression: "We suddenly discovered that the patient had respiratory failure 10 minutes ago, and his heart rhythm and blood pressure values..."

"Director Wu!" The door of the operating room was pushed open suddenly, and the nurse came out in a hurry, "The patient's heart is in cardiac arrest."

"Prepare first aid immediately."

Han Zhibai watched helplessly as the door slammed shut again.

No one knows better than him how bad this situation is, like the imminent death sentence.

He stood motionless and stiff at the door, waiting, and couldn't count how long it had passed.The lights in the emergency room have not been dimmed, but when he saw the display of the ventilator slowly tending to a horizontal line, his eyes widened suddenly.

His lowered hand clenched.

Outside the door of the operating room, there were faint sobs of pain.

The sky is gray, and it is dawn again...

This summer, Yan Nuo spent half of the summer vacation at Shen Zhiyan's house.Early this morning, Han Zhibai packed up his son and the dog and sent them over.

A few days ago, the old man got Yan Nuo a pure-blood husky that was only a few months old, and the kids didn't like it very much.But when the puppy was full of energy, he just slid around the room on his front legs when he had nothing to do.

Right now, Director Shen watched the two children imitate the caterpillars crawling all over the ground, and the exceptionally beautiful face was gritted and distorted abnormally.He blamed all this on the culprit: "When will you pick up your brat?"

Han Zhibai was so absorbed in drinking tea that he didn't seem to hear.

Shen Zhiyan turned to look at the dog, those green silly dog ​​eyes stared at him in a daze.

"Wow."

My daughter and nephew followed suit, sticking out their tongues and looking at him innocently.

his princess...

Shen Zhiyan rubbed his eyes and couldn't bear to look directly.After a while, he remembered something, looked at Han Zhibai again and said, "By the way, Zhou's family banquet..."

It's okay not to mention this matter, but once it was mentioned, Han Zhibai got up and opened the door without saying a word, as if he had never heard of it.It happened that Song Yu pushed the door in with the washed loquat in his arms. Seeing his appearance, he didn't understand, and asked Shen Zhiyan, "What's wrong with him? His face is so ugly."

Shen Zhiyan picked out a fat, moist and yellow loquat, peeled off the skin and handed it over, then said: "Ten days ago, the old head whom my aunt had befriended came to be a matchmaker for my granddaughter. one side."

This looks like something Mrs. Han would do.Song Yu guessed the result, his eyes lit up and he sat down beside him: "And then?"

Shen Zhiyan shook his head: "You don't know, Xiaobai's face stinks..."

Originally, Mrs. Han didn't expect this to happen, but she didn't expect that when her son came, she turned around and left after seeing this situation, and she didn't even pay perfunctory.

Naturally, she couldn't hold back her face, and pointed at Han Zhibai and asked, "Stop! Do you still treat me as a mother?"

"Then you don't give birth to me." Han Zhibai said.

Mrs. Han was so angry that she almost didn't explode on the spot, she cursed the little white-eyed wolf.

Song Yu laughed and rolled his head against Shen Zhiyan's waist. After a while, he slowly stopped smiling and raised his head, "You said... Xiaobai, will he always be like this?"

"It's hard to say." Shen Zhiyan stuffed a loquat into his mouth and said.

Who knows?

But no matter what, the family banquet on Monday was still full, and there was another guest next to the main seat.

The bright pearl raised by thousands of big families is as clean as a flower bud in the morning.Wen Yue sat beside Han Zhibai shyly with bright eyes, half of her face blushed.However, Han Zhibai's appearance of not disturbing others, this posture was watched by everyone, those who watched the excitement, those with solemn expressions, and those who kept eating in silence, no one spoke.

The last sea crab was served on the table. Wen Yue carefully disassembled it neatly with utensils, and handed it to the small plate in front of Han Zhibai's eyes, looking expectantly.

Han Zhibai caught a glimpse of pushing his hand towards Lin Zhou's eyes.

The girl's face was ugly on the spot.

"Then what..." Lin Zhou hurried out to smooth things over, "My brother is allergic to seafood and can't eat this. You see, your hard work peeled it off for nothing, so I'm not welcome."

"I see." Wen Yue nodded and said apologetically, "I'm sorry I didn't know."

"It's okay." Han Zhibai didn't look sideways, but there was no color on that face.

After a while, Mrs. Han swallowed the soup, wiped her mouth with a handkerchief, "Zhibai, today's soup is good, you can serve a bowl for Miss Wen."

Han Zhibai turned his head away, "Aunt Wu, help Miss Wen get a bowl."

"Yes."

Mrs. Han's face was ugly again, and Mr. Han started to cough.Shen Zhiyan on the other end was busy feeding his daughter, and seemed to have completely missed the commotion.

"You guys eat... I'd better eat it by myself." Lin Zhou's waist was twisted suddenly, and he buried his head in it, thinking he was deaf.

Tsk, it's so boring!

After dinner, the two of them disappeared.

Half an hour later, Yan Nuo had had enough of playing in the backyard and entered the house, but he couldn't find Han Zhibai, so he went to an adult for help.

Lin Zhou took the opportunity to pinch his nephew's fat face and fool him: "Your father will find you a stepmother. Xiao Yannuo will have a beautiful new stepmother later, are you happy?" The girlfriend kicked him into the corner.

"Don't listen to his nonsense." Cheng Yun rubbed the child's head and coaxed.

Yan Ruo's dark eyes saw the two of them pursing their lips, and suddenly ran away.

Han Zhibai is currently in the glass room.The orchids in this room had been watered in the morning, and the fragrance was now fragrant.

A lotus petal was about to bloom under the dome, and Wen Yue's tender knuckles brushed against the flower branch, and she couldn't help admiring: "This orchid is so beautiful." She turned her head to look at Han Zhibai, her apricot eyes widened, and she read cutely: "He Lai Er Shixiang, the four walls are empty valleys."

The voice was as crisp as a little oriole.After reading, Han Zhibai just stood quietly far away from her, not expressing anything.

Wen Yue was not angry either. She looked at the flowers one by one, and suddenly saw the eyes of the kid rushing in. She squatted down and said happily, "This kid is so cute. Tell my sister, what's your name?"

The little girl Yan Nuo sniffed the sweet smell on her clothes and stretched out her hands to break off the lotus petal buds, then rubbed her hands and hugged Han Zhibai's legs to hide her face and did not speak.

"It can't be like this, you know." Han Zhibai frowned, bent his knees to help him wipe off the sauce on the corner of his mouth and looked up at Wen Yue: "It's my son."

"Son?" Wen Yue's face suddenly turned pale when she heard the words, and looked at his lips trembling, "I only know..."

"What they told you is not true." Han Zhibai stood up and looked at her, "I have a wife."

Wen Yue took a few steps back, "But I heard..." She heard that the person was not...

"No," he said.

Wen Mu's eyes were red when she heard the words, she lowered her head and twisted her skirt and stopped talking. After a while, she proudly raised her head and smiled, "I see."

The girl's secret love is sweet and sad, just like the sudden rain in summer, which will soon pass.

In the rain, Wen Mu talked with Mrs. Han for a while before leaving, no worry was visible on his face.

After she left, Han Zhibai stood in front of his mother without saying a word, staring at Mrs. Han with those dark eyes but remained silent.

He was angry with himself.

"I know what you're thinking, but I really didn't arrange this matter." Mrs. Han frowned and sighed again: "You blame me in your heart, I don't care about this matter, it's up to you Bar."

Hearing this, Han Zhibai slightly raised his eyes to look at her, a little loose.

Mrs. Han handed him the orange in her hand, "I originally thought that after you waited like this, your promise would be big, what should you do if you are alone? But according to this way, how can I influence you? What do you want? Just wait. I won't interfere with you in the future."

"Thank you." Han Zhibai nodded, said lightly, and turned to leave.

Mrs. Han looked at the back of her only son and sighed softly.

Poor parents in the world, what can she do?

It's really worrying.

In the evening, Han Zhibai went to the hospital as usual. He changed the flowers in the vase, and talked about today's events with the people sleeping on the bed one by one like yesterday.

"I'm afraid you'll be angry about this matter today." He thought for a while and said, "but I'm afraid you won't hear me."

After Han Zhibai finished speaking, he looked at the man, quietly waiting for an answer.

The person lying on the bed has slept for a long time, and his flesh and blood have been exhausted. A thin layer of skin sticks to the flesh on his body, and even the blood vessels underneath can be seen clearly.

The morning is a beauty, and the day is a dry bone.For this reason, Yan Nuo dared not come to the hospital, and ran away as soon as he entered the ward, such is the nature of children.

He didn't seem to notice it, and his expression was still deep and tireless: "Are you going to be angry?"

No answer, as usual.It seemed that today was the same as yesterday, he was a little lost, and held that hand in silence for a few minutes.

"Then when you wake up, I'll tell you when I wake up."

During Gu Yuxiu's sleep, he hung a lot of water, and his hands were densely covered with needle holes. Han Zhibai took a hot towel and applied it to him. He took off his coat, lay down on his side, carefully hugged him, and closed his eyes contentedly.

Han Zhibai was so tired these days, he slept very deeply this time.

When the night fell, the two of them snuggling together seemed as warm as all normal people.

The breath fell on the neck, and the person who had slept for a long time suddenly frowned due to the warmth, and his eyelashes trembled, and then opened his eyes bit by bit.

He had slept for too long. At this time, he opened his eyes and stared at the snow-white light for a while, and he was a little absent-minded. It was not until he had a long time to react that he turned his face and looked at the people beside him. Those eyes, downcast and smiled, said softly: I heard..."