Chapter 2 Days of hospitalization

The days are still passing day by day, the sun rises and sets, and in the rotation of day and night, how many people will really know that their own lives are counting down to more than 3,600 days and nights. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. biquge。 info

Birth, old age, sickness and death are mostly the norm in this world, no one is spared, and no one can escape the shackles of the law. A person's life is actually a cup on the coffee table, and the end result is always not so happy.

When Zhao Yan was lying on the hospital bed in a panic, he would drag his still somewhat weak body, slowly walk in the corridor on the hospital floor, and look around.

And the air in the hospital was filled with the smell of formalin, that is, disinfectant water, which smelled a little uncomfortable. But getting used to it doesn't feel much of a feeling, and getting used to it is a terrible thing.

The most common thing here is life and death, and almost every few days there will be a heart-rending cry in a certain ward, so painful.

Zhao Yan listened very unpleasantly at first, and once out of curiosity, he got out of bed and leaned against the door to look at it, and a woman who looked elderly was sitting on the cold ground. The floor was covered with white tiles, and the cleaners wiped it like a mirror every day, reflecting the red emergency lights in the hallway that seemed to be on twenty-four hours a day.

A moment after the light went off, the door was pushed open and a moving bed was pushed out. Naturally, there was someone on it, but it had been covered with a white cloth, and it was impossible to tell whether it was a man or a woman, but this person was definitely out of breath.

First aid also means that life is in a dying state, and not everyone can gasp for breath and come out again, which he Lao Zhao knows best, and he has been in three times. It's really too dangerous in it, and it's a fight with the Hades Palace.

If a person is pushed in, it can be regarded as being seen by the old man of Lord Yama, if you look good, there is no support, whether you agree or not, take it away first.

At this time, Zhao Yan is still very lucky, he has been looked at three times, and now he can still be alive, it can only be said that he is actually not so likeable.

The cranky thoughts were awakened by an earth-shattering cry from the woman, who had large white marks between her unkempt hair, and a sea of tears seemed to have accumulated in her deep head, mixed with a burst of tears under the messy German.

This situation is quite poignant, but no one is persuading women at this time. This is a life-and-death parting, and there will be no days of seeing each other after just one glance, which is a heavy blow to the dearest.

This scene made Zhao Yan a little unbearable, he didn't dare to imagine that if he was also covered with a white cloth one day, how many people would cry, sad, and suffer for him like this?

There was a circle of people in my mind, my old parents, my eldest brother, Mia, Rachel, Furuta...... Probably these people would do that.

Zhao Yanke didn't want to care about it, and the people he cherished fell into pain and sorrow, so he still had to live strongly.

After waking up, Zhao Yan found that he seemed to be a little different, that is, he liked to think nonsense, and his brain seemed to be much easier to use.

For example, German, I usually listen to it fluently, but I also have to go through a piece of brain, translate the German I hear into Chinese, and then translate my own words into German and then say it.

Now it's a good thing, my brain seems to have opened up, I speak German fluently, as if I were speaking my native language, and even more difficult is that I have a little bit of a Bavarian accent.

This is just Lao Zhao watching TV shows when he is idle and bored, and he learns inexplicably after listening to too much.

Does he still have the potential to become a top student?

Then he was quickly denied by Zhao Yan, he always felt that he was not so much like a normal person now. Can a normal person regain his youth? Can a normal person maintain a stronger and better physique than a young man in middle age?

The reason for everything seems to be because of that strange disease, which was inexplicably dangerous when it occurred, and it has not been completely cured. After waking up, I couldn't find any problems, and I didn't forget to send him some "welfare" or something after I got better.

It is probably a true portrayal of the legendary catastrophe that if you don't die, there will be a blessing, but now Zhao Yan is very calm, and he is not ecstatic, cheering or anything.

Leisurely and honest stay in the hospital, there are special beauties to serve you every day, Monday to Wednesday is Rachel, Thursday to Friday is Gutian, and it is Mia's turn on the weekend.

I don't know how these three women achieved such a regular schedule, Lao Zhao was very curious, but he didn't dare to ask.

It's not a sin for a man to be romantic, if you step on a few boats and still scream, even if you pretend to be forced, you will be struck by lightning!

Zhao Yan has always felt that he is a very low-key person, and while enjoying the careful care of three women who have an intimate relationship with him, he is secretly happy.

Being a man can do it to his level, I guess there is no one, right? This guy is not without smugness.

However, the good times did not last long, and after a whole month, Mia had to go back to deal with her studies due to her graduation thesis, and she had decided to continue her studies.

There are many reasons, Zhao Yan always feels that this girl seems to be because of him, seeing her smiling in front of him, Zhao Yan's heart is very uncomfortable.

But in the experience of an old man, now is not the time to talk about this at this point in time, and there is more or less a little bit of mustard between the two.

Zhao Yan received the news of Mia's goodbye, and sighed faintly, this stupid girl, did she think that escaping would solve the problem?

He didn't blame Mia, after all, everything was his reason, and he could only wait for a suitable time, but this pimple.

After Mia left, the two women Rachel and Furuta were still around, and the two women were at their most charming.

Keep warm, lustful, lustful, Zhao Yan prides himself on being a layman, and the deeds in his heart are not hidden in his heart.

Rachel was busy in the ward, and since it was a single person with special care and privacy, the man's gaze was a little unscrupulous.

The woman's figure was plump, and the proportions of her upper and lower bodies were somewhat exaggerated, and although the proud majesty had been appreciated by him many times, the allure there had not diminished at all.

Xiao Zhao Yan, who hadn't exercised for almost a month, couldn't wait to stand by and wait, and the man politely beckoned the woman to rest for a while.

Rachel sat obediently on the edge of Zhao Yan's bed, a layer of fine beads of sweat still appeared on her smooth forehead, and there was a little more healthy blood on her somewhat foxy face.

The old man's hands unconsciously began to gently wander on the woman's delicate body, and Rachel and Zhao Yan didn't know what this guy wanted to do for a day or two.

"You're still sick, why are you thinking about this?" After the woman complained, she was blocked by Lao Zhao's delicate red lips, and the woman seemed to refuse to welcome the push a few times, and then responded enthusiastically, and after a little spark intertwined between her lips and teeth, there was a trend of intensification.

(I'm back again!) I've finally found a little bit of feeling, and I believe it will return to the original level. Ask for recommendations, as well as collections, rewards, book reviews or something, these are all related to the results of this book, and the author has to ask for it cheekily...... )