After breakfast, Lu Yuchuan went to a nearby flower shop to buy a bouquet of flowers, and the two took a taxi on the side of the road and went straight to the hospital.

Walking in the long corridor of the hospital, Zhong's light voice continued to ring in his ears, soft and glutinous, like the white fragrant porridge he had just eaten, and it didn't bother people at all.

She briefly explained her grandmother's physical condition these days, and said that her grandmother had been hospitalized for a few days to observe, and she could be discharged directly from the hospital if she had nothing to do, the corners of her mouth could not help but rise upward, and the corners of her eyes were filled with a little smile.

Lu Yuchuan glanced at her and said with a smile: "I suddenly feel that you have the potential to be an assistant or secretary." The report is so fine, and the minds of science students are really not just filled with formulas. ”

Zhong Yi was slightly stunned for a moment, and after reacting, he didn't care whether Lu Yuchuan praised her or hurt her, raised his chin, glanced at him and said, "That's because I love grandma, so I naturally remember it." ”

In the past few days, I have been by my grandmother's side, watching her condition improve day by day, and Zhong Yi subconsciously remembered the good or bad condition of her grandmother's physical condition, and when someone asked her about her grandmother's condition, she could also answer it in an orderly manner, rather than being vague about the situation.

"Dean Zhang."

Zhong Yi stopped slightly, looked at Dean Zhang, who was walking towards him, and nodded, which was regarded as a greeting.

Although I only met yesterday and didn't say a word, Zhong Yi naturally remembered this "Dean Zhang", and his grandmother's ward was arranged by him, although the other party was in front of Commander Lu, but as a family member of the patient, he should take the initiative to say hello and do a good job in the doctor-patient relationship.

Dean Zhang nodded with a smile, which was a polite response. The sharp gaze under the lens swept over Lu Yuchuan beside Zhong Yi, and only a second of surprise flashed on his face, and then he hid it in a smile all over his face.

"This is ......" Dean Zhang stroked the glasses on the bridge of his nose, not daring to rashly guess Lu Yuchuan's identity, his tone paused for a moment, and he smiled like a cunning fox who was scheming.

Then he suddenly realized: "Oh-this must be Lu Xiaogongzi, I am really fortunate to have it." Ha ha. As he spoke, he stretched out a hand towards Lu Yuchuan.

is worthy of being a veteran of a long battle, and he can see through Lu Yuchuan's identity at a glance. Zhong Yi sighed secretly, this dean is more than a dog's nose.

Lu Yuchuan pursed his lips and smiled, lowered his eyes slightly and looked at the hand stretched out in front of him, freed up one hand to shake it back shallowly, and said politely: "Fortunately, I will be lucky." Dean Zhang is so polite. Just call me Yu Chuan. ”

"Oh, haha, Lu Gongzi is really a talent, and he is magnificent. There is a heroic spirit between the eyebrows, and there is really a bit of Mr. Lu's demeanor, hahaha. After a series of idioms and praises, Dean Zhang immediately substituted himself into the role of "elder", shushing the cold and asking for warmth, so concerned and kind that Zhong Yi was stunned when he watched it from the side.

Lu Yuchuan was obviously very much praised by Dean Zhang, with a modest smile on his face, and his tone was smooth: "Where is it, Dean Zhang, you are the object worthy of our juniors to emulate and learn." As he spoke, Lu Yuchuan turned his head, glanced at Zhongyi, showed a contemptuous smile, and his eyes seemed to say again: The young master's appearance is still flattered by you!

In the next second, another look floated: Quick! Pull me away! This Dean Zhang is really boasting endlessly.

Zhong Yi twitched the corners of his mouth, slid a few black lines down his forehead, raised his hand to look at the time on his watch, interrupted the conversation between the two who "hated to see each other late", cleared his throat and said, "Brother, grandma should be in a hurry, let's hurry over." ”

"Yu Chuan, there is a chance to talk next time, don't let the old man wait for a long time." Dean Zhang stretched out his hand and patted Lu Yuchuan's shoulder, laughed twice, and walked sideways past him.

Zhong Yi glanced sideways at Dean Zhang's departing figure, retracted his gaze and glanced at Lu Yuchuan, who was so happy that he was about to fly, couldn't help but hold his forehead, and sighed.

"If my uncle knew that you were such a person, he might be so sad."

Zhong Yi was not much surprised that Dean Zhang recognized Lu Yuchuan at a glance, but instead strengthened his immunity, which was already not surprising. If he has something to do with Commander Lu, he doesn't know which of the shrewd people in the hospital is.

For example, she once took a glass of boiling water in the doctor's office, and was sneered by a doctor wearing black-rimmed glasses, and soon after, the dean accompanied Commander Lu to visit her grandmother, and among the doctors who followed her, there was the doctor with black-rimmed glasses. After recognizing Zhong Yi and knowing that she was Commander Lu's niece, he found a suitable opportunity to sincerely apologize to her in person, just because of the problem with a glass of boiling water.

This shows how attractive the benefits under the right are.

"It's a bit of a vision, although the master's appearance has always been online." After Dean Zhang left, Lu Yuchuan's nostrils were about to rise to the sky, and the grinning at the corners of his mouth was about to be pulled behind the roots of his ears.

Zhong Yi glanced at him and snorted coldly: "I used to slander people behind people's backs as "dog noses", but when I saw people today, I began to get carried away after a few casual praises, Lu Yuchuan, what about your temperament?!" ”

Lu Yuchuan raised his chin, looked arrogant, looked at her condescendingly, and said shyly: "The young master is such a handsome person, he can still hold up half the sky without discipline." Besides, in the era of vanity, who doesn't like to be praised, for example, if I praise you for being "very good-looking", will you be secretly happy for a while. ”

Zhong Yi was dumbfounded by Lu Yuchuan's set of crooked theories, and he really couldn't find any words to refute, and he couldn't help but wonder if he went to the army or "I am a speaker"? The oil cavity is slippery, not serious.

"You don't have any depth in your praise, literary cultivation is the most basic, no one will like to be praised by you." Zhong Yi muttered, and while he was talking, he had already arrived at the door of the ward.

Lu Yuchuan did not continue to argue with her on the topic of "praise" in a timely manner, and opened the door of the ward with one hand, and before the person entered the ward, the voice sounded first: "Grandma - your lovely grandson, I came to see you!" ”

Zhong Yi shivered coldly, rubbed a layer of goosebumps on his arms, raised his eyes to look at the air conditioner hanging on the wall, and self-hypnotized: The air conditioner turned on the cold wind, and Lu Yuchuan was not mentally retarded!

"Yu Chuan is back, come here, let grandma take a good look." Grandma smiled kindly, stretched out two skinny hands, Lu Yuchuan saw this, hurriedly handed over his hands, held grandma's hand back, and rubbed his fingertips gently.

"Why did you lose weight, is the food there not good? I told your dad a long time ago, don't let you go, he won't listen, look at what kind of torture my grandson has become. Grandma pursed her mouth, looked at Lu Yuchuan's thin cheeks with a distressed face, and muttered: "It's distressing to be so thin, Grandma Gaiming will make you delicious and make up for it." ”

"Hey, it's all up to grandma." Lu Yuchuan grinned, lowered his head, gently massaged his grandmother's obviously stiff fingers with his fingertips, listened carefully to his grandmother's chatter, raised his head from time to time, and inserted a sentence or two.

Zhong Yi found a vase of flowers bought by Lu Yuchuan and inserted them, fiddled with the flower branches, and put them on the bedside table. moved another chair to sit opposite Lu Yuchuan, gently held Grandma's other hand that had just finished dripping, and listened quietly to their conversation.

The ward was very quiet, and every time Lu Yuchuan spoke, he deliberately lowered his voice, for fear that too much noise would affect his grandmother's rest, because this was a ward, and it was natural to keep quiet. Zhong Yi didn't think so, thinking about how he calmed down with this chatter, and he didn't make a fuss for a while, he was really a little sorry for his self-appointed title.

Zhong Yi told a few jokes from the mobile phone, which made Grandma very happy, and the laughter kept repeating in the ward, reflecting the beautiful weather outside the window, and the mood was particularly comfortable.

After telling the joke, the brother and sister improvised a cross talk, which made Grandma laugh on her face. Although grandma was very happy to be amused by Zhong Yi before, she was not as happy as Lu Yuchuan who was present today.

Mother Zhong pushed open the door and looked at her grandmother who was smiling very happily on the hospital bed, and also bent the corners of her lips, "Mom, Yu Chuan is also back now, you will be a lot more lively in the future, don't be annoyed by the time." ”

"It's so lively, I can't wait for it." Grandma was in a good mood, even her sickly and devastated face was full of red, her gray hair was also full of vitality, and the whole person looked much more energetic than a few days ago.

…………

I stayed in the hospital until dark, and was driven back by Zhong's mother, and when I got home, it was already more than ten o'clock, and after a simple wash, I said "good night" to Lu Yuchuan, pushed open the door of my room and walked in, and closed it.

She buried her whole face in the soft quilt, lay on her stomach for a while, and unexpectedly did not feel sleepy. Zhongyi rolled over, sat up from the bed and walked to the window, looking out the window at the dark night, the sky was dotted with a few sparse stars. No moonlight.

Zhongyi stood for a while, raised her hand and pushed open a window, the cold outside the window crept into the room, fortunately there was no wind, she was wearing plush pajamas, and she didn't feel much cold at the moment, compared to the shrunken winter night in the small town, I don't know how much better.

After blowing the wind for a while, Zhong Yi was even less sleepy, but an inexplicable sadness increased in her heart, and her heart was a little empty, it seemed that something important was missing, no matter how she thought about it, she couldn't even catch the slightest shadow.

Zhong Yi suddenly understood why the ancients stood at the window late at night, looking at the thick night, their thoughts were surging, and they wrote a sad poem with feelings, which have been passed down through the ages.

The reason for this is too idleness, insomnia! So the brain will find something to do for itself, such as looking at the moon and writing "People in the deep forest don't know, the bright moon comes to take pictures." After seeing things and thinking about people, he wrote: "There is no way to eliminate this feeling, so I frowned, but I was in my heart." "I have to say that the late-night chicken soup of the ancients is really advanced enough.

After appreciating the moonless night, Zhong Xiang was a little lonely for a while, and she couldn't say the reason herself. If Xin Rui is here, she will definitely explain where her depressed mood comes from, and give the best solution to the point.

"An Shu ......" was like a sleepy whisper, Zhong Yi hurriedly covered his mouth, and was really startled. She would even shout Yasaki's name without the control of her brain, still without any warning!

The more Zhong Yi thought about it, the more she felt that she might be insane, otherwise why didn't she sleep at this time, lying on the window and watching the stars?