so-called life

so-called life

The strong smell of disinfectant penetrated into the nostrils, and there was a tick-tock sound in the ears, and the whole world was eerily silent.Yang Qihui raised his heavy eyelids and woke up.

"You're awake!" The first person who came into sight was the nurse holding the registration form. She was a little surprised when she saw him wake up, with an unbelievable expression on her face, "It's your luck, you found it in time, but it's not too late. It can be regarded as a stroll around the gate of hell."

"Lie down and don't move, I'll call a doctor for you." Seeing that Yang Qihui didn't respond, the nurse opened the door and went out, not forgetting to change the infusion bottle before going out.

Yang Qihui was lying on the hospital bed, his ears were only buzzing, and his head was hurting like hell, as if his whole head was filled with something.He felt a little dazed, everything in front of him—including the suffocating smell in this small hospital bed, felt like a world away—he thought he would never see anything again.

He wanted to lie down in a different position, but when he moved his bones felt like they were falling apart, but most of the places couldn't move at all, all of which were imprisoned by thick plaster.Only then did he realize that in such a serious car accident, it would not be easy to save his life, and the best result would be to be covered in bandages.The scene of the car accident at that time suddenly appeared in Yang Qihui's mind - he lost his center of gravity with the car, rushed down the overpass, and then he didn't know anything.

At that moment, Yang Qihui was mostly awake, thinking that he must be dead this time.So after waking up, in addition to being confused, there is also a sense of gratitude for the rest of the life.

Yang Qihui didn't need to think about it. He knew that he was wrapped into a mummy. Just lying down felt that his whole body was cumbersome, and the heavy plaster made him breathless.

When the doctor opened the door and came in, Yang Qihui was about to struggle to get up, but was stopped in time: "You have to lie down for a few more months, and there are not many good spots on your body. I will give you a full body examination soon." , if there is no problem, you can transfer to the general ward."

"Okay... about the medical expenses..." Yang Qihui began to hesitate. The company's bankruptcy had already caused him to owe a huge amount of debt. Ever since he was driving on the road, he never thought about living. If there is an accident, it can be fatal.

"Your friend has already put it on for you, don't worry." The doctor's expression was a little weird. No one would believe that a person who can drive a famous brand car would not be able to afford medical expenses.

"Friend...friend?" Yang Qihui raised his head, his eyes were on Deng Yi who was peeping in from outside the door, and he couldn't help laughing.

Deng Yi was still wearing dirty jeans, a pair of sneakers whose original color could not be seen clearly, and a naughty smile on his face—he was still so sloppy.

Deng Yi and Yang Qihui grew up wearing a pair of pants. They were in the same school from kindergarten to high school. Later, Deng Yi failed the college entrance examination, Yang Qihui was admitted to university and started a company, and then the company went bankrupt. The two have been in touch. Like, never born.

The doctor babbled on and gave instructions for a while, and then let Deng Yi go through the formalities of transferring to the ward.Yang Qihui finally calmed down, and began to feel his temples twitching, and he couldn't feel at ease. He thought about the company's bankruptcy for a while, and his own injury for a while, and finally went back and forth, returning to the debt he owed superior.

Yang Qihui knew that Deng Yi must have paid a lot of money for him, maybe even the money for the hospitalization this time was also handed over by Deng Yi.Yang Qihui didn't dare to think that apart from all the assets he had lost, the amount owed to Deng Yi alone should be in the tens of thousands.

Yang Qihui suddenly felt that he was a failure. He had spent half of his life in his career, but what he got in exchange was a pile of debts.

Just as he was thinking wildly, Deng Yi came in, laid down on the hospital bed carelessly, shook the procedure slip in his hand at Yang Qihui, and said with a playful smile, "Go, go, go to the general ward, a nurse will come to push you, don't lie down." It's on the bed. Can you sit up?"

Yang Qihui closed his eyes and said slowly, "What do you think?"

Deng Yi nodded thoughtfully: "That's right, it's strange to be able to sit up. The surgery fee alone scared me. My tobacco shop can't make a lot of money a year, and this time it's all gone by you all at once." That’s right, that’s my pension money!”

"How old are you, why do you want to be old? I think you don't take anything seriously. You seem to be quite happy that I have become like this. Based on this alone, you can definitely live a long life, although you can I dare not say that I can’t have a full family of children and grandchildren, but I can guarantee that I will live for 80 or [-] years.”

Deng Yi retorted: "Why am I happy? If you die, I will take care of all the funeral affairs for you. Tell me, who else can take care of you? Is it possible that you still have to find your ex-boyfriend? Isn't he here? Did you run away with others immediately after your company went bankrupt? Who else can you count on to take care of your life?"

Deng Yi continued to hum: "Also, I can't get married or have a girlfriend, so it's all your fault. When a girl hears that I hang out with you every day, she thinks I'm gay too—"

The nurse pushed the door open, and the second half of Deng Yi's sentence was cut off abruptly, with an embarrassing expression on his face.

The nurse who walked in was a young girl with long legs and thin waist.He probably heard something when he came in, and the expression on his face was also very rich. He glanced at Yang Qihui for a while, and Deng Yi for a while, and finally smiled knowingly.

"Let's go, I'll push you to the general ward." The nurse turned her head and said to Deng Yi, "The patient who originally lived in that room just left in the morning, so you can clean it up first, and then just push this gentleman over."

Yang Qihui watched Deng Yi and the nurse nodding and bowing, and couldn't help but pinch him from behind, telling him to pay attention to his image, his eyes were about to fly out.

Deng Yi also seemed to be taking revenge, pushing the cart so fast that Yang Qihui almost spewed out his internal organs.

The treatment in the general ward was not very good. Although the private room was already very good, the dirty walls and strange smell made Yang Qihui frown.

"Just save it, it's already pretty good." Deng Yi had a relaxed expression on his face, "I think this is cleaner than my house, but you still despise it."

"That's right, you know who I am now, and I'm not qualified to pick and choose." Yang Qihui smiled self-deprecatingly.

"It's good to know," Deng Yi taunted Yang Qihui while cleaning the hospital bed, "You are not much better than me, I think you should run a small grocery store with me in the future—hey, what is this?" Deng Yi He pulled out a small hidden knife from under the pillow.

Deng Yi's finger just lightly touched the blade, and a gash was made. Before he could even react, blood beads began to emerge from the gash.

"Who the hell is so wicked?!" Yang Qihui listened to Deng Yi swearing at the street, silently took the small Tibetan knife, and rubbed the handle of the knife carefully in the palm of his hand:

It's a nice little knife, sharpened and sharp.The workmanship is also exquisite, and there are some small patterns engraved on the handle of the knife. In the pattern, Yang Qihui saw an artistically deformed "Liang" character.

Seeing that Yang Qihui didn't speak for a long time, Deng Yi thought he was frightened, so he forgot the spot on his finger, and said proudly: "It's lucky for you, but fortunately I'm here, if I didn't pack the pillow for you, you would die It's fixed—maybe if you turn over in the middle of the night and poke the knife in the back of your head, you're really finished—tell me, how can you thank me?"

"I invite you to have a big meal, but you have to help me pay for the money first."

"Come on, you should pay back the money you owe me first, and I will be thankful." Deng Yi rolled his eyes at Yang Qihui, then turned around and shouted out the door: "You want to kill yourself!"

"See how I can handle Miss Nurse," Deng Yi whispered to Yang Qihui, "Cooperate, if you successfully cooperate until the day I have a girlfriend, one-third of your debt can be forgiven."

The nurse did come in in a hurry, but it was not a young lady but a 50-[-]-year-old aunt who looked fierce, and Deng Yi's courage and interest instantly dissipated by two-thirds.

"It's like this, look..." Deng Yi smiled awkwardly, and handed over the small Tibetan knife, "See if it was thrown here in the hospital..."

"What are you talking about--" the nurse's frowning brows loosened a little, "it's a mental patient who stayed here, that is, the patient who just left this morning, and he will definitely come back to get it in the afternoon."

"Crazy?" Yang Qihui frowned, thinking to himself that someone is insulting people like this, this hospital will soon be unavailable, who knows what others will say after he leaves.

"That's not it," the nurse felt a headache when he mentioned the man, "That man has to go to the hospital almost every month, and sometimes he goes to the emergency department once a week, and he is half dead every time. I don't know how many times. What did he think? Do you know—" the nurse lowered her voice, "he must be insane and commit suicide at every turn."

Seeing that both Deng Yi and Yang Qihui were dumbfounded, the nurse seemed very satisfied with the effect of her speech: "If I saw him for the first time, I didn't think he was sick...Anyway, he will definitely come soon, you can see for yourself Am I right..."

Yang Qihui watched the nurse go out triumphantly, he was stunned and did not respond, Deng Yi screamed for a long time but did not come back to his senses, this scared Deng Yi: "Oh my god, you don't want to see that aunt Right! Or are you still thinking about that psychopath? Come on, there are so many neuropathies in this world that you can’t even think about it, just listen to it as a story, and you still want to think about it.”

Yang Qihui waved his hand: "I think you are crazy, just thinking about you alone is enough, if I really want to understand the whole world, then you won't be able to see me now."

Deng Yi patted him on the shoulder and said, "I am ambitious, I am more and more like me, and we can compete in talk shows in the future."

Yang Qihui wanted to refute something, but suddenly there was a knock on the door.

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