Primitive World 12
Peng Zhou was lying on the bed, quietly staring at a pot of pothos at the head of the bed.
The pothos was a branch that he had put in the pot before he entered the army. When he inserted it, he just did it casually, but he didn't go home all the year round, and after careful maintenance by housekeeping, the pothos was already lush and green, and it was divided into eight or nine pots.
The wind outside the window blew in, and the white gauze curtain on the bay window was blown and the skirt was raised. The green leaves of the pothos hung in his ears and shook slightly, but he didn't even move his eyes.
There was a "buzzing" vibration sound in the drawer.
Pengzhou knew that it was his mobile phone ringing again.
Since he had an accident a year ago, after half a year of recovery, he has never picked up his phone.
Although it will still be charged regularly, there is no set to reject any incoming calls, and it has not been turned to mute......
However, he did not answer the phone again.
Now, the people who are still in contact with him are none other than those who used to be together in the past......
I don't have anything to say about the way I look like this, what do you do when you answer the phone?
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The sound of birdsong outside the window woke Pengzhou from his contemplation.
The phone stopped ringing, and he turned his head, his eyes fixed on the drawer again. However, two minutes later, there was still no movement.
Peng Zhou's face was expressionless, and he reached out and pressed the button next to the bed.
"Buzzing" twice, the bed board gradually rose, stretching out the arc.
The nurse outside the door heard the movement and quickly knocked on the door.
"Mr. Peng, it's time for a massage."
Oh, yes......
If you don't massage and turn your body that can't move, you'll get bedsores......
It will stink and rot, like mud buried deep in the bottom of a lake.
Peng Zhou looked at his body and raised his white armsβhis skin was much whiter after not being exposed to the sun for a year.
The good figure and good skills that I was once proud of have all come to naught.
Even if you don't want to use your arms to arch hard and undignified, you have to rely on a nurse.
The nurse had already pushed the door in.
Peng Zhou propped his arms and lifted his body hard, wanting to change his position.
At this time, the mobile phone "buzzed" again.
Caregivers are used to this.
People with physical disabilities will always have some quirks. For example, his employer doesn't like to talk, he is gloomy all day long, and his mobile phone has to be charged and not muted, and he regularly charges the phone bill, but he just doesn't answer the phone......
If it weren't for the high salary, he might not have been able to bear it.
He stretched out his hand, ready to turn Pengzhou over.
However, at that moment, I heard Peng Zhou say: "Take out your mobile phone." β
The nurse froze in place.
After a moment, he reacted: "Good, good. β
While skillfully reaching out, he took out his mobile phone from the leftmost drawer.
Peng Zhou's eyes froze.
- At this moment, he changed his mind.
Originally, he just wanted the caregiver to change the phone. At the very least, move somewhere farther away.
However, there is a mezzanine in his drawer, only the family knows, how can the other party be so skillful?!
You know, the mobile phone was bothered by the ringtone last week, so he propped himself up and stuffed it into it with difficulty.
Scold.
Peng Zhou sneered silently.
Are you really useless?
He held out his hand: "Hand it to me." β
The nurse didn't notice anything and handed over the phone.
On the screen, the top of the missed call: Zhou Shen.
He couldn't help but curl the corners of his lips.
The next moment, the phone vibrated again.
- Zhou Shen.
Whenever a phone call came in, his mood was not too good, and the nurse closed the door and retreated silently.
The moment he exited, his phone rang as well.
Peng Zhou, who was in the house, still didn't plan to answer the phone.
He remembered the familiarity of the nurse with the mobile phone just now, so he tried to support himself and moved himself to the side of the wheelchair that had been prepared.
The wheelchair is intelligent, and at the touch of a button, you can move freely and silently.
He was in a bad mood today, and he didn't want to make any more preparations, so he quietly came to the door and put his ear close.
At this time, because of his physical condition, a familiar voice came from outside the non-soundproof door panel.
ββ¦β¦ If it weren't for the high salary, who would be patient to serve a cripple......
There was a subtle "click" sound, and the other party was probably tapping on the railing with his fingers.
ββ¦β¦ What, the five big and three coarse don't talk every day... He's alone...... The family is not here...... He won't let you..."
"If you don't have a chance, how can you have a chance...... It's also tight at home, don't look at the small villa, but when you touch it, you can't take it away......"
"I heard that I used to be a soldier...... I don't know where to put the surveillance...... yes, this horse is too ghostly......"
The other party grinned and complained, and before he knew it, his voice became louder.
Peng Zhou listened to these words silently, and when the footsteps gradually approached, he quickly pressed the button, and the wheelchair slid lightly to the bedside.
When the nurse pushed the door in, Peng Zhou was still holding his mobile phone and looked bad.
He thought about it, and finally shrank his head, and closed the door again.
Zhou Shen's phone came in again with perseverance.
Peng Zhou stared at his name for a long time, and finally moved his finger and swiped lightly on the screen-
"O ancestors! You're finally answering the phone. β
As soon as the phone was connected, the other party came with this complaint.
Peng Zhou didn't have the heart to say more, even if he made an exception to answer the phone at this moment, he still only let out a dull voice from his throat: "Hmm." β
Of course, Zhou Shen knew about his situation.
- During that special mission, his entire leg was amputated from less than 10 centimeters to his crotch.
With the current level of technology, even if he fits a prosthetic, he will not have a chance to live his dream in this life.
Especially, the other party is still so proud.
Suffering such an injury is probably more unbearable than letting him die directly on the battlefield.
But in life, you must always learn to endure it.
After Pengzhou returned home, the heavy concern from his relatives at home made him unable to make up his mind.
ββThe high-spirited, resolute and decisive of the year has become a thing of the past.
Zhou Shen thought of this, and his voice couldn't help but become solemn.
"Pengzhou, is this year okay?"
There was silence on the other end of the phone, and finally spit out three vague words: "The same old way." β
- This old turtle looks!
The mouth was bitten to death, and there was not much to say.
Zhou Shen scolded secretly, and then said the main point.
"One of the students I took with me would like to ask you to teach her some knowledge about survival in the wild......"
Before he could finish speaking, he was interrupted by the other end.
"Zhou Shen, you asked me to teach others to survive in the wild?"
"How to survive? In a wheelchair? Or is it on crutches? β
He sneered.
"Whew!"
Zhou Shen scolded him: "Look at your snarky appearance now!" β
"Listen to me - not only to teach these things, but also to ask you to help them do an experiment."
"It's said to be a new technology, simulating a robotic limb. Once the experiment is successful, your body will be exactly the same as before! β