He Ping seemed to be in good shape, leaning back on the bed, flipping through a piano sheet music. Seeing Zheng Ran and Mu Chun walking in together, he smiled at the two, although he was wearing a patient gown, he was still very sunny and handsome.

"Isn't that nice?" Zheng Ran turned his head slightly sideways and asked Mu Chun.

"Yes, then how could you find him uncomfortable, just from the cough should not be easy to find." Mu Chun wondered.

"I don't know about this, the situation was not very good when I came, in fact, it was a cough that was very bad, and the recent smog was serious and there was a high incidence of respiratory infections in winter, so I should be worried about respiratory infections, and the results were very clear when I took a chest X-ray." Zheng Ran was not afraid that He Ping would hear it, and he would say whatever he wanted.

He Ping calmly laughed at himself, "Eh, you all know." ”

"Did you want me to come?" Mu Chun took a few steps forward and walked to He Ping's side.

He Ping spread out the sheet music in his hand and put it on the quilt, there were many handwritten notes densely packed on the score, and Mu Chun guessed that it should be Bai Lu's handwriting.

"I have something I want to talk to Dr. Mu Chun alone." He Ping looked at Zheng Ran and said respectfully.

Zheng Ran nodded, "You guys, I still have some things to say with Officer Zhang, go to the office first, and press the bell on the nurse's desk after chatting." ”

After speaking, Zheng Ran crossed his hands in the pockets of his white coat and left the ward with Zhang Hai.

It was a single room, at the end of the hallway, at two o'clock in the afternoon, it was not bad outside, but there was not a shadow of daylight in the room.

He Ping's face was a little red, and not long after Zheng Ran walked out of the ward, He Ping coughed violently, and the medicine bottle on the back of his right hand trembled back and forth on the iron shelf.

After the cough ended, He Ping was unusually weak, and closed the sheet music spread on the quilt with some unwillingness.

Mu Chun didn't speak, just stood aside obediently, almost standing as a transparent person again.

It's only been less than a week apart, and the first time I saw He Ping was in the surgical inpatient building attached to Zhinan, and he looked like a star at that time.

And now? He's a patient, and even a suspect.

"You confessed?" Mu Chun saw that He Ping was slow to speak, so he spoke.

He Ping looked straight ahead with his eyes and sniffled, "Well, I admit it." ”

Mu Chun was just about to speak, but He Ping interrupted him, "Listen to me first, okay?" ”

The blue-and-white patient gown is a bit old, no matter which hospital the patient obeys and no one will wear it just right, it always looks big and old, exuding a kind of decadent lifelessness.

"I want to entrust Bai Lu to the doctor, she has always been a little girl who has not grown up, but I am afraid that I will not be able to take care of her anymore." Speaking of this, He Ping shook his head, closed his eyes and slowly opened them, "It should be obvious that I can't take care of her anymore." ”

"So you never told Bai Lu about your illness?" Mu Chun asked.

"I didn't tell her." He Ping smiled at Mu Chun. "How can I tell her? If I can't, I can't, I can't, let her think I'm sorry for her, let her think I'm a criminal, and be disheartened by me. ”

He Ping didn't have a sad look on his face when he said these words, Mu Chun believed that this face and the expression on this face were only after countless trainings.

It must have been through the initial pain, and now it is as calm as narrating someone else's affairs.

Countless times I practiced in my mind until the painful experience became a little numb.

He Ping told Mu Chun the story of the two from acquaintance to love to marriage, and Mu Chun stood quietly and listened attentively.

The same story, Mu Chun also heard Bai Lu tell it not long ago.

"That's it, she's an angel, an angel who doesn't grow up, she's supposed to be in the garden forever, and it was I who made her almost give up the piano because of my selfishness.

I always wish I could be stronger, maybe a little bit self-conscious, I wish I could be stronger than the piano, after all, for children like us who grow up learning musical instruments, the instrument is our friend, and we have a deep affection, and this relationship is very private.

For me, there would always be a lingering thought that I had disturbed Bai Lu's connection with the piano, coupled with the fact that she had given up her dream of becoming a virtuoso and was working on a job that she might not have enjoyed.

After gradually moving away from the piano, her emotions almost all turned to the relationship between me and us, and I was so immersed in it that I didn't want to come out, who would have thought of it, right? ”

He Ping squeezed his eyes at Mu Chun, as if to say, everyone is a man and understands it.

"Bai Lu is very dependent on you." Mu Chun said.

He Ping shook his head, "Doctor Mu likes Bai Lu, she is a girl who is loved by everyone, and you doctors are also easy to fall in love with their patients, I have heard that many doctors or nurses marry their patients." The physical and mental department seems to be more likely to have feelings, and Bai Lu should also like Doctor Mu Chun. ”

Mu Chun wanted to explain that it was not what he thought at all, and when he saw He Ping coughing again, Mu Chun endured it and did not speak.

"Your video is very popular, and I can see that Bai Lu also likes doctors, so I'm very relieved to be with you."

"Impossible." Mu Chun suddenly spoke.

"What?"

"I said impossible, my feelings for Bai Lu are not the kind of male and female feelings you said, and Bai Lu's feelings for me are not male and female, the relationship between us is just a therapeutic relationship, a doctor and a patient."

He Ping looked at Mu Chun's cold appearance, which was really completely different from Mu Chun's usual feeling.

Mu Chun saw He Ping's doubts, so he repeated it again, he leaned against the wall, put his hands in the pockets of his white coat, and looked at He Ping calmly and decisively.

"I thought you liked Bailu." He Ping lowered his head and said.

"That's your wish, you're making up a future that is as stable as possible, a future that satisfies your desire to hide your pain, you just don't like to be a loser, an incompetent person in front of Bai Lu, or you don't like to be a person who doesn't have control over your life, right?"

Mu Chun said slowly, his eyes kept chasing He Ping's eyes, although He Ping always lowered his head, but as long as He Ping raised his head, he would meet Mu Chun's focused eyes.

In He Ping's opinion, Mu Chun at this moment is particularly majestic.

After being told the central matter by Mu Chun, He Ping did not give up but continued: "If Bai Lu likes you, that's also a good thing. ”

Mu Chun shook her head vigorously, walked up to He Ping, and patted him on the shoulder, "No, Bai Lu doesn't like me either, she has always liked you, but what you said is right, she is just a little girl, she doesn't grow up, and now the person she relies on the most has abandoned her, I am not sure if she will be able to regain the courage to continue living, for me this is simply a Hard mode task, because you can do things well but choose not to do well, The reason why you like her and chase her away in an overly dramatic way is only because of what I just said. ”

"You say I'm scared of being a loser?"

"Isn't it?" Mu Chun clearly questioned.

He Ping turned his face away, tears shining in his eyes.

"I understand the feeling, but can we think of something better, or maybe I'll tell you a story." Mu Chun walked to the water dispenser, took a paper cup, and walked back to He Ping.