Mr. Lu wants to chase his wife's crematorium

"I don't give injections! Let me go!"

Mr. Lu's very disturbed and manic voice came from the ward.

I leaned against the door of the ward and listened carefully, showing a gloating smile.

I have known Mr. Lu for more than ten years, and it turns out that he is afraid of injections.

It's hilarious that violent maniacs have weaknesses too.

"Brother save me!"

Mr. Lu was like a child with reduced intelligence, desperately calling my name, and even the medical staff who gave him the injection showed a helpless expression.

I turned around and sat on the chair behind me, holding on to the door frame and continuing to look inside.

I saw that the injury on the back of Mr. Lu's head had been bandaged, and seeing the stubble of hair scattered on the ground, I guessed that he had to go to the barber shop to order fake hair again in the next few days.

A room full of medical staff surrounded him in the ward. Mr. Lu blushed and looked around in a hospital gown, like a mental patient who had suffered a huge trauma. He said nothing to let the medical staff approach him again.

"Mr. Lu, don't be like this, are you confused?"

Xiaojie is worthy of being Mr. Lu's assistant, and he still doesn't forget to help Mr. Lu save face at this time.

"I don't need you to take care of me here, where is my brother?"

"Tao Yan! Tao Yan! Come in!"

Mr. Lu stretched his neck and kept calling me, but I just pretended not to hear me.

Perhaps it was because my elder brother acted like the people on both sides, not only sitting indifferently on the chair at the door, but also not caring about the patient's life, that the medical staff had no choice but to persuade me.

"Mr. Tao, we think you need to go in and take care of your brother. If he has a stress reaction, it will be very serious!"

I laughed, let me take care of Mr. Lu, which onion am I?What can I do?

Besides, Mr. Lu's animal-like character, how can I manage it?Stress response, I wish he would fend for himself.

But I'm curious, does illness easily affect IQ?Why is it like going back more than ten years all of a sudden, can't it be that you fell stupid?

At this time, Mr. Lu's assistant, Xiaojie, came out of the ward. He looked at me very strangely every time.

Maybe Mr. Lu happened to bump into me when he was playing me in the office. He always thought I was Mr. Lu's lowly lover.

In fact, he probably doesn't know that I'm meaner than a lover, I'm just a plaything.

"Brother Tao." Xiaojie said hesitantly.

I looked up at him, but didn't intend to respond.

I have done my best to come to the hospital, what else do I need?I can't take this injection for Mr. Lu.

However, I found that the saying that birds of a feather flock together and people are divided into groups is perfect for Mr. Lu and Xiaojie.

Every time they spoke, they just started and then silenced, as if the words behind them were difficult to say.

Can't you tell the whole story at once?

Strange to worry about.

I simply ignored Xiaojie's next words and asked the nurse at the side.

"Nurse, didn't the emergency center put a bottle on him? Can't it be used?"

The nurse's tone was bad, probably because she felt that my elder brother was not very competent.

"The patient needs an intramuscular injection this time. Your brother has injection phobia, which is a special kind of fear. It is a very serious mental illness. I have never seen you as an older brother, and you don't care about your brother at all."

"Needle phobia?" I repeated silently.

This is the first time I have heard that this disease still exists in the world.

In order to verify the authenticity, I got up all of a sudden, got up and walked into the ward.

When Mr. Lu saw me coming in, he grabbed my sleeve and said to me in horror, "Tao Yan, tell them that it's fine to use a bottle, not an intramuscular injection."

A trace of anticipation flashed in my eyes, and I made no secret of my curiosity about Mr. Lu.

It can also be said to be gloating.

I deliberately said: "Mr. Lu, it doesn't count if I said about the injection. This is the doctor's treatment plan. I'll ask if more injections will make it better faster. Just wait."

After I finished speaking, I saw Mr. Lu showing an expression uglier than crying. He stared at me for a few seconds with a sullen face, and sighed resignedly.

"Forget it, just be happy."

I couldn't help but laugh when he said that.

What makes me happy?

It's as if he made such a fuss on purpose just to make fun of me.

But I also finally knew why Mr. Lu was desperately disinfecting. He was afraid that I would infect him with a cold, and he was very afraid of injections.

I called the doctor and nurse in, and Mr. Lu shrank into my arms in fear.

He said, "Tao Yan, hold me tight, I'm afraid."

Reluctantly, I covered Mr. Lu's head, and asked Mr. Lu in a low voice, "Are you pretending? Is it necessary?"

Mr. Lu gritted his teeth and responded to me in my arms, "You also think I don't need it, right? Isn't it a normal reaction to be afraid of injections?"

I sighed, gave the nurse a look, and prayed that Mr. Lu would not just jump up because he was afraid of pain.

"It's just an injection. It's like a mosquito bite. Don't die for a while." I comforted Mr. Lu and covered Mr. Lu's eyes.

Mr. Lu trembled with fright, and struggled to look at me unconvinced, "I am not afraid of pain, I am afraid of...

grass! ! ! ! "

Mr. Lu's scream was very clear in the hospital late at night, and I just felt so ashamed.

While I was chatting with Mr. Lu, the nurse skillfully found the injection site and pulled out the needle neatly after the injection.

At this moment, I guess Mr. Lu's CEO filter was shattered in her eyes.

After all, in the morning, the nurse lady was staring wildly at Mr. Lu, now...

I can't bear to look directly.

"The patient's head was broken and he was afraid of bacterial infection, so this injection must be given. Be careful not to get hurt next time, so you don't have to be so afraid."

After the nurse dutifully explained, she left the ward, and only Mr. Lu and I were left in the room.

Since it's so late, I can only be a good person and stay with Mr. Lu in the hospital.

I opened the door and went out, letting Xiaojie go home first.

Xiaojie hesitated for a moment, he looked at me full of incomprehension.

"Brother Tao, can't you treat Boss Lu better?"

Fuck!Where did this come from?

Whether I treat Mr. Lu well or not depends entirely on whether Mr. Lu is a good person or not?

I don't understand what Xiaojie thinks about the relationship between me and Mr. Lu, but I think his brain circuit is unusual.

Do I look less like a victim than a masochist?

Do I deserve to be slapped and ravaged by Mr. Lu?

This is also outrageous.

"Mind your own business." I replied indifferently, then turned and went back to the ward.

As soon as I entered the door, I saw Mr. Lu sitting on the bed and staring at me with thoughtful eyes.

"I thought you were going to leave," he said.

"I want to, but I'm afraid you'll find something later." I responded, and rolled out the quilt on the other bed, planning to get under the quilt.

"Since you know that I will make a fuss, why don't you choose to serve me at home? Now that you think about it, don't you think the consequences will be serious?"

I paused for a while in making the quilt, and looked back at Mr. Lu impatiently.

"Just do whatever you want. I can't beat you either. Don't act like a human being."

Mr. Lu didn't seem to expect my reaction to be so big, he touched his nose and didn't speak for a long time.

It looks very aggrieved.

I saw that Mr. Lu still had a lot of bottles, so I didn't go to bed, but took out my mobile phone and started playing games.

Out of the corner of his eye, he caught sight of Mr. Lu and found that he was not asleep and was also looking at his phone.

I said: "You rest, I will help you look at the hanging bottle."

He didn't speak, and seemed angry.

It has been almost a year recently, and when Mr. Lu was angry, he probably behaved like this extremely wronged, but it was as if I bullied him.

Except that when he was short of breath, he would still toss me hard on the bed, but he had never done any extra violence to me.

He ignored me and I didn't want to ask for trouble.

Just when I was about to start the next game, the penguin of the little boy jumped up.

I hurriedly turned it on, it was so late that he hadn't slept yet.

"Brother, are you there?" he asked.

"Hey, why didn't you sleep? Did you work on the project all night?" I asked.

Liuliu replied quickly, but did not answer the rhetorical question.

"Today is Valentine's Day, my brother said to spend it with friends, is it your boyfriend?"

I subconsciously glanced at Mr. Lu, and replied, "It's my younger brother, who is sick and hospitalized."

"Is it important? Is it serious?" Liuliu sent a very concerned expression.

"It's okay, he can't die." I want to quickly end this topic about Mr. Lu.

After the message was sent, I heard Mr. Lu's long sigh.

Like neuropathy.

Liuliu didn't reply for a long time. I wanted to find a topic to chat with him, so I took the initiative to ask: "Little friend, are you afraid of injections?"

"afraid."

Liuliu replied with one word, and he replied very quickly. I guess he had been looking at his phone just now, and then he was thinking about what to talk about.

"How old is he, I tease him."

Liuliu gave a small expression of aggrieved.

"Brother, when we are together in the future, if I am sick, can you come to the hospital to take care of me?"

"Can you hold me when I get an injection? I'm scared."

I froze for a moment, what he said was that we will be together in the future.

I carefully read the text on the phone again, trying to calm down the turmoil in my heart.

"Kid, don't you have someone you like?" I asked.

"Well, but I don't think he's as nice as you, and I don't want to let it go."

I smiled wryly. In fact, Liuliu can have more and better choices. I'm the one who makes him settle the most, right?

I have tried countless times to muster up the courage to accept Liuliu's confession, but every time I think of Mr. Lu and his gang of cronies who have raped me, my reason always wins over my impulse.

I don't want to give such a good kid Liuliu a green hat that everyone laughs at, think about it, forget it.

"What nonsense, I only regard you as my younger brother." Tears welled up in the corners of my eyes when I replied, and my heart became more and more sour.

Liuliu didn't reply, so I took the initiative to send a good night.

When I turned around, I saw Mr. Lu Zhengsen staring at me quietly, his eyes were particularly deep.

He suddenly asked me, "Tao Yan, are you sure Chuye is mine?"

I was in a bad mood, so I replied, "You must be fucking sick!"

At this moment, I am really a bitch, I really hope that Mr. Lu will wake me up severely, let me know that I am still living in reality and in a difficult situation, and don't let me have unreasonable thoughts about things that don't belong to me.

Unexpectedly, Mr. Lu nodded with a good temper, just rolled his eyes back at me, and even secretly smiled.