The moon is dark and the wind is high and kills the night, and the fire trees and silver flowers never sleep...... The pain all over my body can only be felt by myself.

In the empty ward, Zhang Yan lay alone on the hospital bed caressing his bruised and purple body, his face full of indescribable melancholy.

Who is this messing with?

Not long ago, Zhang Bohan and Sun Qingrui came to the ward again with food boxes, and they were fighting for each other.

The freshly soaked instant noodles were thrown into the trash by Zhang Bohan, a bowl of old Beijing fried noodles and a plate of belly burst appeared in his hand, and Sun Qingrui next to him was not to be outdone, and took out a big bowl of braised pork ribs from the food box, six eyes facing each other, and both pairs of eyes were staring at him.

"I'll make you special braised pork ribs."

"I don't know who used sugar as salt ...... when stir-frying," the corners of Zhang Bohan's mouth hooked up a sneer, and his little hand didn't forget to push the fried noodles in front of him.

"If you eat so salty, you're not afraid of dying ......."

Sun Qingrui's eyes slanted, and her eyes burst out with a sword-like light, piercing people's eyes.

Later, the two of them sat on both sides of Zhang Yan, and you took a ...... I took a bite .......

The soft flesh on the waist has forgotten how many times it has been pinched, and it can only be said that it is painful and happy.

He had forgotten how the two girls had left, and it seemed as if the night nurse had come to make rounds, so they left together.

The night passed, and Zhang Yan was ready to avoid the two crazy beauties.

When he got up early in the morning, before the nurse finished checking the room, he got dressed and ran to the surgical ward.

In the ward where Lao Cui was, Zhang Yan leaned on the sofa and breathed a sigh, which was the joy of a victorious escape.

"Is this what you kid do?"

"Can it be? Look at it, look at the ...... pinched me," Zhang Yan lifted his hospital gown, revealing the bruises on his waist, and his face was all helpless.

"Are you sure you're not doing something bad?"

Zhang Yan was stunned for a moment, and then after thinking about what was going on, he rolled his eyes, "Your uncle, am I that kind of person?" ”

"It's time for you to marry a daughter-in-law......."

"Stop, Lao Cui, I can't afford to mess with those two aunts and grandmothers, now that I'm hiding from you, you can't drive me away."

"Okay."

Lao Cui leaned on the head of the bed, took out a book from the bedside table and read it, with an inexplicable smile on the corner of his mouth, which made Zhang Yan panic when he saw it.

"What kind of book do you read in the morning?"

"Study!"

"How do I feel like you're in trouble?"

Before Lao Cui could speak, the door opened from the outside with a "creak", and a brisk footstep sounded, and the two people subconsciously turned their heads to look over.

"27 beds, Cui Jianjun, ward rounds."

The nurse sister with the small notebook walked to Lao Cui's side and began to check, while Zhang Yan sat on the sofa and looked at the figure standing out from the crowd, already stunned.

Your uncle's old Cui, the older he gets, the more wilted he gets, this spicy old radish!

Zhang Yan scolded Lao Cui in his heart, but he didn't dare to open his mouth.

"Why are you here?"

Zhang Bohan was the first to speak, with a condescending posture like a queen on top.

"I'll come to see Lao Cui."

Zhang Yan coped with it inconsistently, but was thinking in his heart: Can I say that it is to avoid you and Sun Qingrui's pursuit?

"I'll come to my office later, and I'll rub the medicine and wine for you."

"Huh? Oh! ”

Zhang Yan dealt with it casually, and her mind was already in chaos: I will go to her office later, she wants to rub the medicine and wine, what should I do?

Mind is in turmoil!

After checking the room, Zhang Bohan and the others just walked to the door, and the door opened again.

"Xiao Xue'er, are you here too?"

A vague gaze swept over, and Zhang Yan felt the murderous aura contained in it.

The corners of Zhang Bohan's mouth hooked up a sweet smile, turned his head to look at Zhang Yan, and said to Sun Qingrui: "Yes, it just so happened that Zhang Yan also came to accompany me." ”

The corners of Zhang Yan's mouth twitched subconsciously, as if he had seen the picture of some pills.

The spicy old radish next to him was holding a book over his face, and the smile of "hey, hey, hey" echoed in the empty room, making people feel the urge to kill him.

The confrontation between the two women was just a brief meeting and laughing, and after Zhang Bohan took people away, Sun Qingrui sat directly on the sofa.

Zhang Yan was ready to sacrifice.

The imaginary storm did not come, but a warm feeling came from the arm, which felt familiar.

Turning his head and peeking at it, he saw that his arm fell into Sun Qingrui's arms.

"Instructor, does your back still hurt?"

"It doesn't hurt." Zhang Yan hurriedly shook his head, but his mind was thinking about how to avoid this unavoidable sugar-coated cannonball.

"How can it not hurt?" He felt a cold little hand touch his waist, this is the rhythm of the pill!

"It really doesn't hurt." He laughed more ugly than he cried.

"Come to my office in the afternoon, you still have two courses of treatment."

"What!"

Zhang Yan stood up all of a sudden, and there were still two courses of treatment, wouldn't that be hovering between the storm and sugar-coated shells every day?

He's not Yanagishita Hui, but he's not Ximen Qing either!

"Hey, hey, hey......."

The hoarse laughter of the spicy old radish sounded in the room again, Sun Qingrui's face turned dark, and she walked to the side of the bed and said, "You have to laugh to death!" ”

"Spicy old radish!"

Zhang Yan added, turned around and walked outside.

Sun Qingrui snorted coldly again, and also ran out of the ward.

"Don't forget to come to my office in the afternoon!"

When he turned around, he saw Sun Qingrui's goblin-like eyes, and his body trembled, it was terrifying, and he seemed to see the shadow of Zhang Ruolin's girl.

When I was in the prisoner of war camp, I was stunned by the rookies, but no one even found out that it was a real actor.

Zhang Yan suddenly found that he seemed to be thinking a little too much, and finally summed it up in a very simple sentence: I can't stay in this hospital. Otherwise, he might one day fall under the sugar-coated cannonballs and jealousy of the two women.

I'm so tired.

After returning to his ward, Zhang Yan took out his mobile phone from the drawer and dialed Lao Liu's number.

"Hey, boss, I want to be discharged."

"What? Still need treatment? My condition is not stable? ”

"This is a small report of a dog hitting me on a dog day, and my condition is stable."

"Boss, I'm normal, I'm not crazy, when will the notice come down? I'll go straight to the school. ”

"Liu Xiangfei, let me tell you, I won't be hospitalized, if it goes on like this, I will apply for marriage directly."

……

After calling for a long time, there is still no possibility of being discharged.

Zhang Yan collapsed weakly on the hospital bed, when is such a day a head.

In the afternoon, I had to go to the psychiatric department, and in the evening, I had dinner with two women.

The soft flesh around his waist had become numb, and he rubbed the medicinal wine twice a day, and he still had to be severely tested at night.

When the night fell again, Zhang Yan even had the idea of escaping from the hospital, but after all, he couldn't put it into action.

"Instructor, I made your favorite braised lion head."

"Zhang Yan, I have prepared two bottles of safflower oil for you."