Jiang Jun staggered and disappeared from Lu Xiaoru's sight under the lively expressions of passers-by, and the pain of his own wound cracking was no longer comparable to the pain in his heart. It's hard to imagine what it's like.

The blood was flowing drop by drop, and Jiang Jun's eyes were already full of dead silence. Step by step, step by step. Suddenly, Jiang Jun felt that his vision began to blur, and he slowly fell to the ground, unconscious. I just faintly heard a girl's heart-rending scream.

When Lu Xiaoru saw Jiang Jun leaving, she also regretted her actions in her heart, especially when she saw that there were already drops of blood in the place where Jiang Jun left just now. Lu Xiaoru couldn't care so much, so he directly threw Wang Yulou in the local area and went to look for Jiang Jun.

However, after waiting for Lu Xiaoru to slowly walk to the door of a supermarket along the bloodstains, he found that the bloodstains were gone, and Lu Xiaoru's tears were almost gone, but after looking for a long time and not finding Jiang Jun's figure, the tears that had broken the embankment flowed down her cheeks again. Slowly squatted on the ground, hugged his brain, and cried weakly. From time to time, it caused passers-by to look sideways.

When Jiang Jun woke up, he found that it was the familiar piece of ceiling again, still white, or a pungent smell of disinfectant water, this time, Jiang Jun didn't have to think about it, he knew that he was in the hospital.

I didn't have any strength in my body, and my throat felt like it was on fire, and it was very dry.

"Yikes! You're awake. A very nice female voice sounded from Jiang Jun's side.

Jiang Jun turned his head to see that a tall woman pushed open the door and walked in. The person who came in was none other than Zhao Yue, who was bent on interviewing herself, but had repeatedly failed to succeed. Today's Zhao Yue did not wear professional clothes, but a home sportswear, tied a long, somewhat erected ponytail, looking heroic.

"How could it be you......" Jiang Jun asked in a hoarse voice, obviously surprised that it was Zhao Yue.

"What do you mean by how can it be me, how am I to you. Your life was saved by me, and I didn't say thank you, but I still doubted me, I thought you were a very honest person, I really misjudged you, hum. Zhao Yue actually said it for so long in one breath, Jiang Jun couldn't interject if he wanted to.

Listening to Zhao Yue's dissatisfied tone, Jiang Jun shook his head a little helplessly, and the hot feeling in his throat made Jiang Jun not want to speak at this time.

"Here you go, the rock sugar pears I bought for you, drink two sips, moisten your throat, your throat is dumb." Zhao Yue took out a bottle of rock sugar pears from the bag she was carrying in her hand and handed it to Jiang Jun.

Jiang Jun glanced at Zhao Yue gratefully, couldn't help but say, he picked up the bottle and drank it to his stomach in one breath, and after a bottle of water was in his stomach, Jiang Jun felt that his throat was a little better.

"What the hell is going on with you, the injury on your back is not good, but you still dare to go out, you shed so much blood, you almost died, do you know?" Zhao Yue's tone asked with some concern.

Jiang Jun was said by Zhao Yue, and suddenly remembered the previous things, every time that picture appeared in Jiang Jun's mind, Jiang Jun would feel that he was a little out of breath, Lu Xiaoru's tugging, like a big mountain, pressed on Jiang Jun's back, pressing Jiang Jun a little out of breath.

Seeing Jiang Jun's face crying bitterly, Zhao Yue also understood that Jiang Jun was probably in trouble, and the man who was still in good spirits yesterday would have thought that he would become like this today.

"Can I be alone for a while?" Jiang Jun suddenly spoke, his voice still a little hoarse.

"I ......" As soon as Zhao Yue spoke, she swallowed it into her stomach, looking at Jiang Jun with a decadent face, Zhao Yue couldn't say anything, after all, she hadn't known each other for a long time.

"Take care of yourself, I hope when I see you, I won't still look like this." After throwing down these words, Zhao Yue turned around and left.

After Zhao Yue left, Jiang Jun struggled to get up and got up from the bed. The bandages on his body were already slowly wrapped, probably Zhao Yue specially instructed the doctor.

Picking up the small mirror that Lu Xiaoru had used before, Jiang Jun took a photo, he hadn't washed his face for a few days, the beard on his face had grown out, and he was a little prickly to the touch, and a pair of dark circles were heavily pressed against his eyes. A pair of clear eyes have also become a little deep. Jiang Jun looked at the strange self in the mirror, and was also taken aback.

muttered, "I'm such a waste, if I had confessed earlier, I wouldn't have had this kind of fate." Hehe" Jiang Jun laughed at himself, and fell on the hospital bed, a pair of thick and powerful hands, clutching the sheets tightly. He put his head under the quilt and cried.

The nurses at the door couldn't help but speed up the pace of leaving when they passed by this ward, after all, a man's cry was indeed a bit infiltrating.

The next morning, Jiang Jun got up early, but unexpectedly found that his eyes were swollen, patted his head that was a little swollen, and began to wash. After years of habit, the biological clock has long been locked at 7:10. I don't know if Jiang Jun is too tired or too sleepy during this time, but he actually feels very comfortable when he wakes up.

Jiang Jun wore a hospital gown and walked downstairs leisurely, the sun had risen, and several old people who were also wearing hospital gowns were exercising in the small park, I have to say that this hospital is really good, and all the facilities are very complete. The bandages on Jiang Jun's body have not been removed, and he is still a little stiff when he walks.

Looking at a few old people playing Tai Chi in the hospital, Jiang Jun couldn't help but have some itchy hands, the repairman is like this, commonly known as cheap bones, if you say that if you are busy for a day, you will not be tired, but if you rest for a day, then you will definitely be more tired than going to work.

Jiang Jun walked to the side of the flower bed and looked at these old people quietly, the life of these old people is really ruthless, under the passage of time, the white hair on his head has witnessed the old man's weather.

An old man with crane hair and a childish face, holding a peachwood sword in his hand, stood in a relatively empty venue, and danced, although the hospital was full of patients, but it was not ruled out that those who were sick were about to recover.

"Young man, why are you sitting here in a daze?" The crane-haired old man looked at Jiang Jun sitting on the side and looked at him, so he walked over and asked kindly.

"It's nothing, uncle, I saw that you were dancing with a sword, so I took a second look." For the old man who has passed the age of six, Jiang Jun is still psychologically respectful, and he is happy that the old man in front of him may also have a great future when he is young. has experienced so many ups and downs, and I have long seen all of this through.

"Haha, there aren't many polite young people like you these days, why don't I teach you?" The old man said with a smile.

"No need, I have injuries on my body, just sit here and watch you dance the sword," Jiang Jun said with a smile as he sat on the edge of the flower bed.

The old man smiled in the same way and continued to dance his sword.

Looking at the old man's spirit, Jiang Jun couldn't help but feel a little chill in his heart. Is my heart worse than that of an old man?

"No blow should be an excuse for your fall, you can't change the world, but you can change yourself, choose a right path and go on firmly, three ways can solve all the problems: accept, change, leave, accept the fact that he has left you, change your life without her. Men, stand up to the heavens and the earth, and where they fall, they must rise up. Zhao Yue didn't know when she came over. He also carried hot soy milk and fried dough sticks in his hands.

When Jiang Jun heard Zhao Yue's words, his body couldn't help but shake, and he turned his head to Zhao Yue in surprise, it was hard to imagine that a woman who was powerless could actually say such impassioned words. Look back at the rising sun. Jiang Jun's suppressed mood was finally liberated, and an inexplicable smile hung on the corner of his mouth. The temperament of the whole person has become simple and clear again.