lonely patient

Wen Luming's mother is very good at cooking, no wonder Wen Luming is also good at cooking.During the dinner chat, I learned that one of his parents is the director of the scientific research institute, and the other is the director of obstetrics at the Affiliated Hospital of University A. No wonder Wen Luming's behavior seems to be strict, and it seems that he is not the same as me.

I have grown up so much, and I have never eaten meals cooked by the elders in my family, let alone meals, and I don’t even see each other several times throughout the year.

When Yan Song was not so busy, he would occasionally cook in person when he came home on weekends, and his cooking skills were average. I have a short mouth, so it’s hard to find fault with him. Thanks to my not being greedy since I was a child, I grew up after being fooled like this .

The first time I felt that eating was a matter was after I was with Xu Yang. He was more particular and took three meals a day very seriously, but he left after a while, and I started to fool around again.

Later, I went to the hospital several times for drinking day and night. The doctor said that I had a bad stomach, and if I continued to toss about like this, something would happen sooner or later.I thought they were alarmist and never took it to heart.The situation has improved slightly in the past two years, not because I regret my life, but because I think of Xu Yang less and less often, and the times I rely on alcohol to paralyze myself are also less and less. Recently, bad luck made me sick again.

Because of this disease, Wen Luming forced me to take a handful of medicine before going to bed.Maybe it was influenced by the doctor's mother, he seemed to be taking medicine to measure my temperature. I asked him why he didn't study medicine, Wen Luming pushed his glasses and said he wasn't interested.

I praised him for his wisdom, saying that studying medicine is too dangerous, and he could even risk his life if he is not careful.

Wen Lu's bright eyes dimmed, and he didn't say anything.

It has been a week since I recovered from my illness.I lived very comfortably in Wen Luming's house, because I had to go to bed early and get up early with him, and my energy was much better than before.

One evening, I heard that Lu Ming said that he was going to the supermarket to do some shopping, so I went with him.He drove too steadily, and I sat in the co-pilot and felt sleepy again and again. I was about to close my eyes when he suddenly slammed the brakes.

"What's the matter?" He opened his eyes and saw several cars blocked in front of him, and there seemed to be a police car with flashing red and blue lights ahead.

"I don't know." Wen Luming pressed the window of the car, probed out to have a look, "It might be a car accident."

While we were talking, a few more cars came up from behind. It seems that the accident happened not long ago, and the traffic will probably become more and more congested in the future.

I unbuckled my seat belt and got out of the car, saying, "I'll go and have a look."

There were also drivers getting out of the car in front to watch, and some people were holding up their mobile phones to take pictures, and the crowd whispered. It didn't sound as simple as a car accident.

"Oh my god...it's scary, can this still be alive?"

"With so much blood, I definitely can't survive."

"You didn't see the scene at that time. I just lay there without reacting to anything. Now the more I think about it, the more scared I become."

"Two little girls fainted from fright. Why hasn't the ambulance come yet?"

……

Just as I was wondering, a female driver in front suddenly screamed, turned around and ran back and hit me head-on, knocking me back two steps, and reflexively helped her by the shoulder and said, "Be careful."

The female driver was so terrified that she forgot to apologize. She pushed me away and ran away. I turned around and saw her vomiting while holding onto a tree trunk beside the road.

I walked to the edge of the cordon and was about to see what happened when the scene in front of me was like a lightning strike from the sky, nailing me in place.

——A young woman in her 20s was lying in a pool of blood, with her eyes closed and her expression painful, as if she had lost her breath.

The fatal wound was on the left chest, and a large amount of blood soaked the white dress on her body. Judging from the amount of bleeding, it was a stab wound with a sharp weapon, and the blow hit the main artery of the heart.

a lot of blood...

The memory buried in the depths suddenly surged out and overlapped with the picture in front of me. It seemed that a century had passed, and it seemed that it was only a second. There was a high-speed buzzing in my ears, and I felt dizzy for a while before my eyes. There is only dazzling blood left in the world, spreading red all over the sky.

In a trance, I had an illusion that the face of the person lying on the ground gradually changed into the familiar one in my memory, but I couldn't make a sound when I opened my mouth.

The ambulance came from the other side of the street, and my feet went limp, and my stomach churns with great discomfort.A second before I fell, a strong hand suddenly grabbed my shoulder.

"Yan Qiao, Yan Qiao!"

A tall figure stood in front of me, blocking the thick red.

The nausea and dizziness did not subside, I was short of breath, grabbed his arm and tried to stand still, forcing myself to suppress the desire to vomit.

Looking up, I saw a blurry face, and my eyes slowly focused, and I recognized that it was Wen Luming.

"Yan Qiao?" His voice was urgent, and he looked at me with worry.

"Smell..." I couldn't help retching as soon as I opened my mouth.

Wen Luming hugged me halfway and patted my back one after another.I was top-heavy, with my forehead resting on his shoulder and struggling to breathe. I couldn't breathe for a long time, and I could still see scarlet when I closed my eyes.

The ambulance quickly left the scene with the injured, and the remaining police officers began to evacuate the traffic.I was brought back into the car by Wen Luming, and from the corner of my eye I saw myself in the rearview mirror, distraught, with a pale complexion, only a pair of eyes that were frighteningly red.

Wen Luming parked the car on the side of the road, unscrewed his thermos and handed it to me: "Drink some water."

I took the cup and took a sip slowly, still nauseated.

It was getting dark, and the streets were full of traffic, as if nothing had happened.I looked out the window in a daze, and didn't even hear Wen Luming talking to me.

He asked me if I needed to go to the hospital, I looked back blankly, and he repeated it.

The hospital... I heard it clearly this time, and hurriedly shook my head and said, "No, I won't go."

The last thing I want to see right now is a hospital.After I finished speaking, I realized that I was overreacting, so I avoided Wen Luming's sight and added, "I'm just dizzy... just take a rest."

Wen Luming didn't force any more, and sighed inaudibly.

I don't know how long it has passed, but the night has gradually become darker.I suddenly remembered the reason for going out today, looked at Wen Luming and asked, "Shall we still go to the supermarket?"

"Too late, tomorrow." He replied lightly.

"Hmm..." I turned my head and leaned against the car window with my eyes closed.

When I got home I shut myself in the bathroom and took a long bath.But the more I wanted to let myself go, the more clearly the scene in the evening came to my mind.

I closed my eyes and slid into the bottom of the water. The thin oxygen in my lungs was quickly exhausted, and my brain finally turned pure white. On the verge of suffocation, I suddenly surfaced, opened my eyes, took a deep breath, and sank into the water again.

After repeating it many times, physical and mental fatigue finally overcame the unstoppable consciousness.

I don't know if it's because I've been in the steamy bathroom for too long, but I feel dizzy when I get out.

Wen Luming sat on the sofa reading a book, looked up with a strange expression for a moment, then quickly returned to normal, and asked: "Do you feel better?"

I walked over and was about to answer, but before I could speak, suddenly my eyes went dark——

The memory ends up being the room to spin, and the muffled sound of your head hitting something as you fall.