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The entrance of the No. [-] City Hospital is not as lively as other hospitals of the same level.There are fewer patients who are willing to come here, so there are fewer medical cares. When they come, they are quiet, and when they go, they are quiet.

Luo Yin often came and went here when he was a child.

The decoration of the Sixth Courtyard is also different from the paleness of other places. The walls here are painted with soft beige paint.Be willing to associate, just like the light just before sunrise, soft and warm.

The inpatient department has also been refurbished. Everything is new. The living standards of the people have improved, and the hospital environment for patients has also improved.

But it can't be changed, this place that eats people.

Luo Yin stood at the door of the ward, looking at Luo Zhengguo locked inside through a small glass window.With his back against the door, Luo Zhengguo sometimes slammed on the wall and sometimes stood still.

The tall and tall nurse opened the door under Luo Yin's signal, and shouted inside: "634, family members are visiting."

Luo Zhengguo turned his head stiffly and slowly, and saw that Luo Yin was dressed in black. Although his expression was normal, he involuntarily fell back a few steps, trembling and hiding behind a table half the height of a person.

Luo Yin didn't come here many times, but every time he came, his life would not be easy for the next few days.

After coming in, Luo Zhengguo's hair was shaved to a flat inch, and the roots of his hair were gray and black intertwined. He actually looked a few years younger than before.

Luo Yin walked into the ward, dragged out a chair and sat down. He took out the lighter and tried several times before lighting the cigarette. The lighter was thrown on the table, and with a click, Luo Zhengguo was shocked.

It wasn't until Luo Yin smoked half a cigarette that he relaxed a little, and the two faced each other across the table. "Luo Yin, you can't treat me like this, let me out."

Hearing this, Luo Yin raised his eyes and glanced at him, pressed the cigarette butt and turned around twice, but he didn't seem to hear clearly, and repeated in a low voice: "Go out?"

Luo Yin propped his head, pointed his finger at the time, stopped, looked at Luo Zhengguo squarely, and said calmly, "How long have you been here? Live in peace."

"How long...how long..."

Luo Zhengguo's lips twitched, desperately recalling the time when he was admitted to the hospital. He hated this son so much that he doubted whether he was his own.Otherwise, why would a child whose mother died always have icy hatred for his father, cutting him into pieces like ice blades.

"Do you remember, how long?" Luo Yin kindly reminded, "Do you still remember how long my mother lived here?"

It was this person again... Luo Yin's mother... the haunting ghost, watching him all the time, feeding on his fear.Ever since I entered this room, there were always faint laughter, sighs, and cries in my ears... That woman died here, in this room.

"As I said, how long she has lived, so have you. That's only fair."

"Fair...fair...she's dead!" Luo Zhengguo shouted, dead!died!Is he going to die in this place?No, no, no!

Luo Zhengguo anxiously bit his nails. His nails had just grown, but he was torn to the flesh again.

Luo Yin told the nurse, "Dirty nails, this habit is not good, you should pay more attention."

The nurse said: "It has been corrected, but the patient does not cooperate."

Luo Yin said, "Then tie your hands."

The nurse looked at him.

Luo Yin said again: "After he is tied up, please feed him and take a bath."

Nurse: "Yes."

Luo Zhengguo's eyes were wide open, his forehead and neck were bulging with blue veins, and the curse words in his mouth could not be heard.

The nurse said, "It's visiting time."

Luo Yin stood up, walked to the door, and asked casually, "Have his wife and son been here?"

The nurse replied, "I have been here." Recalling the time and date, Luo Yin said, "You have also seen that the patient's mental condition is unstable, and it is better to rest more in the future."

Luo Zhengguo rushed to the door, which was already closed.The ferocious face was pressed against the glass, and the smooth glass was instantly covered with mist and saliva. The old face was pressed tightly against the glass, and the facial features were deformed, almost becoming a mass of sarcoma with eyes and noses.

It was finally quiet outside the door.

Luo Yin left without looking back, and after a while the nurse caught up and said, "Mr. Luo, your lighter is still inside."

Luo Yin said: "If you mind, take it out."

Not to mention that all the items in the ward have been specially treated so that they will not be easily ignited. Luo Zhengguo is greedy for life and afraid of death, so why would he want to kill himself.Only if he doesn't die can he hope to see his wife and son again.Only then is it possible to get out of that room and leave this hospital.

That lighter was at the end of its lifespan, and Luo Zhengguo didn't even have the courage to pick it up.

Luo Yin used to hate him for being weak and selfish, but now he wants to thank him.

If you don't die, you have to live, and if you live, you have to live rather than die.

Luo Yin went to two hospitals in one day.

The walls of the sixth courtyard were painted a soft color. In contrast, the walls of the first courtyard were so pale that even the face of the female ghost could not be compared.Most of the time, the Sixth Courtyard was silent, with occasional roars, which quickly subsided, while the bustle of the First Courtyard never stopped.

The short and powerful words of the medical staff, the silent cries of the patients and their families, those who can't cry out, there is still a bit of sound, and the sound of the electrocardiogram helps them to speak.

Mo Mo was like this, lying quietly on the bed with an IV drip hanging from the head of the bed.

Many people surrounded his hospital bed, doctors, nurses, traffic police, and the perpetrators. They surrounded the city and talked with each other.

Luo Yin approached a little, and the doctor spoke intermittently, "The injured is not seriously ill at present..." At this moment, a young man next to him obviously breathed a sigh of relief, and the traffic policeman said, "Fortunately, he rolled into the haystack to cushion him."

The doctor nodded, "Fortunately, the wounds were all skin and flesh, and no bones were injured. The injured person's brain had been hit by a heavy object before, and the wound was not long after healed, but this time it was hit again. It was also the cause of the coma."

The young man hurriedly defended: "Comrade police, you saw the driving recorder, it was an accident, he stood there motionless, and he couldn't hear the horn... You see something happened, I will send him to the hospital immediately . . . it was a real surprise."

The traffic policeman reassured: "Don't worry, the doctor said he will wake up tomorrow."

"We have been unable to contact his family," the doctor said.

"I contacted other people, one is on the way," the traffic police said.

Luo Yin walked over and said in a deep voice, "I am his family."

As soon as he made a sound, the young man hurriedly pulled the traffic policeman, who looked at him and said, briefly recounting the current situation.

Luo Yin's face was cold, his brows were furrowed, and the young man didn't dare to say more.He nodded, "Thank you, we will discuss it in detail when he wakes up tomorrow."

Luo Yin left the contact information of the young man and the traffic police, and Mo Mo was still lying in the corridor. He called his assistant to go through the hospitalization procedures, and stood beside the hospital bed, quietly accompanying Mo Mo.

Several times of gauze was wrapped around Mo Mo's head, Luo Yin stretched out his hand, hung over his forehead and stroked it in the air.

Soon, Mo Mo was transferred to a single ward.The monitoring equipment was running in an orderly manner. Looking at the stable electrocardiogram, Luo Yin felt better.

After finishing the formalities, the assistant thoughtfully bought a dinner and put it on the table before going back.Luo Yin had no appetite, sat on the edge of the bed with a dry tongue, and drank a few sips of water.

Mo Mo's face was pale and his lips were pale. Luo Yin washed his hands carefully, dipped his fingers in water, and wiped it on his lips, fearing that he would also be very thirsty after lying down for a long time.

There was thunder outside again, and the wind and rain were about to come. In this single ward, the light yellow wall lamp was lit, accompanied by the two of them, and it was ridiculously warm.

Luo Yin turned his neck and shoulders, his bones cracked and his joints were sore. He wanted to ask Mo Mo to get up and massage him right now, but Mo Mo's hands were still stuck with needles, and they were placed on both sides of his body in a regular manner.

Exhausted, he took out the cigarette case from his pocket and stuffed it back.The dinner on the table was still warm, the dishes were ordinary, and the taste was ordinary. I was so hungry that I could only fill my stomach.Luo Yin ate two mouthfuls and dumped them into the trash can, and opened the window to disperse the smell of food.

Mo Mo was lying down, not knowing that he was thirsty or hungry, nor would he get up to massage and cook for him.Now that he is injured again, in case Mo Mo blames him for mistreating patients, it's okay to talk to him.

It's better to tell how he just erected it on the road as a telephone pole in a daze.

The traffic police immediately checked the driver's driving recorder, and it was indeed an accident as said.The driver was going downhill, and Mo Mo suddenly came out from the corner. The driver honked the horn repeatedly, but Mo Mo turned a deaf ear to it. Then there was a thunderbolt, and the lightning exploded.

But would a decent person stay motionless even if he was standing on the road?These can only be known after Mo Mo wakes up.

Luo Yin didn't leave until early in the morning. Taking advantage of the lack of cars, he hurried back to take a shower and change clothes, and bought some light breakfast at Mo Mo's favorite breakfast stand.He was transferred to the inpatient department with breakfast. The doctor had just finished his inspection when the two met in the corridor.

The doctor said: "The wounded has regained consciousness and is in a stable condition, but he still needs to rest more." Noticing the breakfast Luo Yin was carrying, he instructed: "The diet should be light for these two days."

Luo Yin nodded, and asked, "Is the injury on his head serious? When it was severe before, he couldn't see through his eyes."

The doctor recalled and shook his head: "There is no such problem, but the brain has experienced two impacts, and we must pay special attention in the future. The incident is only three, and the head cannot be injured again."

Luo Yin thanked the doctor and stood outside the ward for a while, thinking of going in because he was afraid that the breakfast would be cold.There was also a glass window on the door of the ward. Mo Mo stared sideways out of the window. He opened the door and went in. Seeing Mo Mo, he immediately closed his eyes and pretended to be asleep. With too much force, the eyeballs were still rolling under the eyelids.

Luo Yin laid out the breakfast one by one, and matched Mo Mo's performance, holding his untouched hand, "Get up, I bought breakfast, you like it, get up quickly."

Mo Mo slowly opened his eyelids, trying to create the sleepiness of just waking up.

Luo Yin piled up pillows for him to lean on, crushed the white water egg yolk, and mixed it into the preserved egg and lean meat porridge.He thought the plastic spoon cut his mouth, so he picked it up with chopsticks and fed it to Mo Mo's mouth.

"I'll do it myself." As he spoke, Mo Mo raised his hand to hold the bowl with difficulty, but he couldn't hold the chopsticks with his other hand no matter what.He tried a few times, either he poked his mouth or picked it out of the bowl, and his hands trembled. This time his head was hit, so it wouldn't be a disorder of his limbs.

Thinking about it, he touched his forehead again, with gauze under his hands.

Luo Yin took the bowl and chopsticks from him, this time Mo Mo didn't refuse, ate half of the bowl in small bites, and asked, "Is there a mirror, I want to look in the mirror."

Luo Yin helped him up and led him to the bathroom.Mo Mo went to the toilet, pushed Luo Yin to the door and closed it.He looked in the mirror, looked left and right, his hair was disheveled, tied a few laps of gauze, there was no bleeding, and there were some small scratches on his face, which were ignored.

There were disposable toothbrush cups and towels by the sink. Mo Mo brushed his teeth and washed his face, and opened the door. Luo Yin, with two long legs that had no place to rest, was eating breakfast with his remaining half bowl of preserved egg and lean meat porridge.

"what happened?"

Mo Mo stood where he was, rubbed his eyes, "It's nothing."

Mo Mo woke up, and Luo Yin called the traffic police and the driver to come over.After making the call, he found Mo Mo's cell phone, opened the address book, found Mo's mother's number and dialed it.

Mo Mo tugged at the corner of Luo Yin's clothes and looked at him pleadingly.Luo Yin hung up the phone, sat on the edge of the bed, and brushed away the hair in front of his eyes, "Tell me, what's going on?"

Mo Mo clenched his fingers and hesitated, Luo Yin separated his hands and wrapped the one that didn't suffer in his palm.

Mo Mo's nose became sour, and his eyes became wet.After the anesthetic wears off, he will wake up for a while, like a ghost pressing a bed, unable to move his whole body, but he can hear and feel. His hand is wrapped in the other hand, so warm that he is sweating.What came from that hand was not only warmth but also peace of mind.

If you stay together like this, spend the rest of your life, and wish for the next life, isn't it too greedy?

"I..." Mo Mo said with difficulty, not knowing where to start, "I went home when I came back, and when I saw my mother, I was kicked out by her." After speaking, she smiled at Luo Yin, then hurriedly lowered her head .

"That's it? Then why are you standing in the middle of the road, looking for death?"

Luo Yin's voice was not loud, it could even be called calm.

Mo Mo raised his head and glanced blankly across Luo Yin's face.The feeling of that moment is still fresh in his memory. At that moment, he was blank, without his mother, Luo Yin, or even the fear of facing death.

I just felt that after walking for so long, I finally came to such an empty and quiet place and stopped to rest.