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I looked at the ceiling, I looked at the rest of the room, and I swept them all as far as I could see.

When he was bored, he got up from his chair, paced to the door of the ward, turned around, walked back to the chair, and then folded back again. Like an elderly man taking a walk, he walked back and forth in the hospital room.

"You're going back and forth like this, aren't you bored?" Summer said in a complaining tone.

"Well, I know I'm bored." I casually responded.

"You know it's boring, you're still like this?"

"If I wasn't boring, I wouldn't be like this."

"I won't talk to you, the more I talk about it, the more it looks like a tongue twister." After saying that, Summer closed her eyes and gave me a blindness and no worries.

I paced back and forth several times in frustration, and finally I got a little tired before I sat back in my chair, and then continued to scan every corner of the ward with helpless eyes.

Honestly, it was one of the most boring times of my life. I was so bored that I had counted the screws in each hospital bed, and I didn't know what else I had left to do.

Time is like squeezing toothpaste, little by little by me from boredom.

It's already nine o'clock in the evening, and the girl in summer has fallen asleep unconsciously.

Staying at the bedside, I was already tired because I was too bored, and I really wanted to go to sleep early and meet Zhou Gong as early as I did in summer.

It's a pity that the environment I'm in now doesn't have the conditions to sleep at all.

First of all, the observation ward of this hospital, unlike the ordinary inpatient ward, does not have a collapsible cot for escorts.

The only thing I had in the room was a hard wooden chair with a backrest that I was sitting on.

To sleep in such a hard chair, I haven't practiced such a skill yet.

Secondly, this ward has a total of three beds, and the other two beds are vacant except in the summer.

Although there were empty beds, the education I received from childhood made me have a very stubborn idea that hospital beds should not be slept indiscriminately.

I admit that this idea is very foolish and has no scientific basis for any justification. Although the hospital beds are the ones that the patients have slept in, after all, they are often disinfected and the hygiene situation may be far cleaner than their own beds.

But even if I knew this clearly, I still couldn't get over the hurdle in my heart. That's why I say I'm stubborn about this idea.

There was no place to sleep, so I could only sit honestly in my chair, yawn tiredly, and continue to kill the boring time.

As the night gets deeper and the temperature gets colder and colder.

As I said before, cities in the south are not heated, and hospitals are no exception.

Although the hospital will turn on the air conditioner to heat the patient when the weather is very cold, there are very strict rules for turning on the air conditioner.

It's just winter, and although the temperature is low, it's not low enough to turn on the air conditioner.

Thanks to the cold, my sleepiness has basically dissipated, and my whole body is much more refreshed from the cold, and I sit on the chair trembling and shaking.

In the same hospital room, I was in a completely different situation from Summer.

This girl is hiding in the warm quilt at the moment, sleeping comfortably, her sleeping appearance is peaceful, as if she is dreaming something.

I could only wrap my coat tightly and rub my hands together, like a wanderer shivering in the cold wind, hoping that the night would pass early and the dawn would come sooner, so that I could get warmth from the morning sun.

While I was battling the cold, it was past ten o'clock in the night. Although more than an hour passed, it was still too slow for me.

It may be that I have been resisting the cold, my body has been consumed a lot of calories, and I didn't eat much for dinner today. By now, my stomach was rumbling.

Now it is best to describe me as hungry and cold.

I had already reached the limit, so I got up from the chair, quietly walked to Summer, looked down at her carefully, and slept soundly and peacefully.

After making sure that I had slept well in the summer, I immediately turned around, crept out of the room, and then walked briskly down the stairs to get out of the hospital and eat some hot food outside to warm myself up.

The hospital building at night is completely different from the daytime. During the day, upstairs and downstairs, there are people everywhere, and it is more lively than the mall; But at night, except for the emergency room, there was no figure in sight, and it was terrifyingly quiet.

As soon as I walked out of the hospital, I was confronted by a gust of cold wind, which made me, who was already shivering, tremble even more than before.

It was so cold that I didn't stop on the street long. After leaving the hospital, I went straight to a noodle restaurant on the side.

Maybe it's too late, and there are not many customers in the noodle restaurant at this time.

I ordered a bowl of beef noodles and sat down by the window.

The owner of this noodle restaurant is as unkind as the hospital, and on such a cold day, he doesn't turn on the air conditioner, so I can only rely on shaking my legs to keep warm while waiting for noodles to come up.

Fortunately, there were few customers and the noodles came up quickly.

As soon as the noodles were placed in front of me, I couldn't wait to pick up the spoon, scoop up a mouthful of the noodle soup and drink it.

The noodle soup I drank instantly drove away the chill on my body, and a warm current surged into my heart, giving me a feeling of returning to the world.

I put down the spoon, picked up the chopsticks, pressed the beef on top of the noodles into the soup, and then dressed up the noodles a little, and I began to eat in large gulps.

"Mind if I share a table?"

The white-haired old man's voice reached my ears. Before I could look up at him, he was already sitting across from me with a bowl of noodles.

"You old man, you're really not interesting, I haven't even agreed to share the table!"

"But I've sat down."

"You can stand up and change the table."

"That's a lot of trouble." As he spoke, the white-haired old man began to eat his noodles as if nothing had happened.

I picked up a slice of beef, put it in my mouth and chewed it a few times, then swallowed it, and then complained to the white-haired old man: "Old man, where I go, where do you follow, are you annoyed?" ”

The white-haired old man replied disappreciatively: "This city is so big in total, we happened to meet, how can we say that I follow you?" ”

"Happened to meet? Will anyone believe what you say? ”

"It's called fate."

"Fate is a ghost! If this is fate, it's just a fate! I said angrily.