On a new day, Lin Weichi bit the pen and looked at the text message.

Lao Lu on the stage was spitting on knowledge points, and Lin Weichi looked at his mobile phone.

- You tell me where you are?

- Qi Yang!

These two messages were sent by her before going to school, and Qi Yang did not reply to the message until the recess exercise was over.

Chu Cheng left the classroom after math class, Lin Weichi held down his heart to call Qi Yang, and wrote down the homework left by Lao Lu on a piece of paper.

The mobile phone vibrate, Lin Weichi looked at the news, and his heart did not fluctuate in the slightest.

Mo Yixiao is idle now, but he is willing to help Lin Weichi find Qi Yang, she used to be out of town for a hundred steps, and now she is not out of the vicinity of the dry pot shop.

It's definitely no fun to find Qi Yang.

She looked out the window, her phone playing with her phone on the table.

Chu Cheng came back with a few pieces of paper, and Lin Weichi's eyes were stunned when he caught them.

"Chu Xueba's own thoughts." Chu Cheng smiled and blinked.

...

In the heated ward, Qi Yang slowly opened his eyes, he had slept the most peacefully in so long.

It turned out to be in a hospital room filled with disinfectant and the smell of medicine.

Qi Yang's stomach bleeding was not particularly serious, it was all caused by visual impact.

Qi Yang looked at the porridge in front of him and pinched the chopsticks.

"It's all light," the man was an honest man, and he bought him clothes according to Qi Yang's size, and there was a clothing store next door to the motorcycle shop, "I just don't know if you will feel uncomfortable after eating." ”

"Thank you." Qi Yang's voice was still hoarse, and his words were hoarse.

The man smiled: "Don't thank you, I took your clothes back and washed them, but I couldn't wash them, so I bought one for you." ”

Qi Yang turned his head, if that dress had been placed three years ago, he wouldn't have taken a closer look, and the Mickey pattern on it really made him unable to take a closer look.

The man still had something to do, so he told him not to leave the hospital and come back to see him in the evening.

Qi Yang drank porridge silently, and the patient next door with the curtain was a person who was old to the end of middle age, watching the news, the voice was not loud or small, Qi Yang watched while eating.

Social news, about someone in a small town who went out to get a bachelor's degree and returned to a certain township to start a greenhouse vegetables.

The mayor of the town and the mayor of the township all came to be interviewed.

He wasn't interested in the content, and he felt that this patient wasn't particularly interested, just hanging the bottle and being bored, maybe still asleep.

He pressed the phone screen, and it was already turned off.

For the first time, he felt that it didn't make much difference whether he turned on the TV or not, and the silence seemed to seep through the cracks in the poorly closed windows in the hospital room.

Qi Yang was cold when he walked out of the ward with the lunch box.

The nurses and doctors at the nurses' station and in the doctor's office ignored the chill that could not be touched to the skin, they were too busy to keep their feet on the ground.

When Qi Yang came out of the toilet, the bell rang loudly, and the nurses and doctors were busy.

The aisles were also very lively, as if they were all rushing out to watch the big show.

"What's wrong? Bed 25, which one started again? ”

"Isn't it? Who gets better from this disease? ”

"You have to have seven or eight times a month, right? It really is. ”

"You're only in your fifties, right? What a sin! ”

"Not really! But it's been dragging it all the time, taking medicine to continue life. ”

Messy, accompanied by the sound of machines, treatment wheels rubbing wildly on the ground, nurses were so nervous that their faces were flustered.

"Hey...... If it were me, it would be better to die than to stay here. ”

"That's right, every day she's calling when she's awake."

"I can't stand it, she can't stand it, and the people who take care of her can't stand it."

Qi Yang listened to the people crowded at the door of the ward talking, some of them were patients, some seemed to be family members of the ward, some were still hanging drips, and some were holding bowls and picking up food.

Either way, the excitement is not in their hospital room.

This reminded him of the perennial quarrels in the alley, and he suddenly felt a little more angry when he watched your discussion like that.

No sooner had he squirmed open the door than he was stopped by a feeble howl, which was soon interrupted by a gurgling whimper, like the bubbles of a pipe in a sink.

But Qi Yang still heard the woman's voice clearly.

She said, "Help me ......"

"You haven't seen this battle, have you?" The people in the same ward woke up and sat on the bed and looked at Qi Yang, "I see that you are the same as me, stomach bleeding, but it is not serious, otherwise it is estimated that it was the same last night." ”

Qi Yang's body trembled.

"What do you say about this person...... " The man changed the TV channel, probably thinking that people of Qi Yang's age just like to watch TV series.

Qi Yang didn't speak, his eyes took his eyes off him, and silently walked back to the hospital bed.

The man didn't feel embarrassed by Qi Yang's non-reply, and opened the curtain very talkatively to talk to Qi Yang.

"Bed No. 25 is stomach cancer, which is very serious, and it is common for a few days of stomach bleeding and a few days of shock, and every time it can keep doctors and nurses busy for most of the day."

"A lot of people here are nurses, it's no wonder, it's true, after working like this for a long time, only doctors and nurses are busy, and everyone else is just sighing from the sidelines."

The man glanced at his liquid, it was almost there, and although it was busy outside, he still rang the call bell.

"I guess the nurses and doctors are a little tired, right? It's just the duty to save the dead. He sighed.

"I rescued it, but I was relieved, I didn't save it, I just sighed, everyone will forget it after a long time."

The nurse who came in was probably a trainee nurse, in her early twenties, wearing light makeup, but she was also so busy that her hair was messy.

On such a cold day, fine sweat oozed from her forehead.

Qi Yang just looked at all this lightly.

The man asked her, "Can you get it back?" ”

The nurse pressed the swab for him, took the bottle and didn't speak, just sighed.

The door closes, as if to isolate everything from the busyness outside.

Qi Yang rubbed his eyes, saw a few needles on the back of his hand, and tiredness hit.

He didn't know what he would become in the future, there was a disaster, and it was not a serious illness to fall ill, but at this moment, he suddenly had a feeling of seeing himself in his twilight years.

I spent my seventeenth birthday in the summer vacation, although it was a little bleak.

But he has painted many times in his heart the days of his graduation, middle age, and even old age.

He thought that such a vision was something he would experience in the rest of his life.

At this moment in the ward, feeling the atmosphere outside the ward, he felt that it was not, and life might be different from what he imagined.

The world is impermanent.

This is the true portrayal of life.

Often you don't know what's going to happen to you in the next moment.

Qi Yang pressed his eye socket with his hand, pulled the quilt up, thinking of these inexplicable things, he forced himself to empty himself.

Re-enter the dream.

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