Staggered out of the hospital, finally walked into the car with his body propped up, locked the car door, and Ding Bao lay on his back on the seat of the car and breathed heavily.

The tingling pain in her brain made her can't help but cover her head and beat hard, with a whirlwind of the sky, her eyes went black, and the whole person collapsed directly on the saddle.

"Wake up."

"Please, don't sleep, wake up......"

"Ding Bao, Ding Bao ......"

It was that familiar voice again, whispering in her ear from far and near, with a tone of despair and sadness, which made her feel a dull pain in her heart when she heard it.

When she opened her eyes again, Ding Bao stared blankly at the black roof above her head, and the residual sharp pain in her brain made her really feel what it meant to be in pain.

When the pain surging in his body dissipated, Ding Bao took a deep breath.

Baza Black kept calling to her.

"Ding Bao, you just fainted? What happened to you? ”

"It's fine."

Ding Bao lowered his eyes, recalling the voice of the call that was gradually fading in his mind just now, but as soon as he opened his eyes, the voice was already blurred.

"I noticed that your brain was very active just now, what should you be trying to think about, what are you thinking?"

Ding Bao frowned and shook his head.

"Nothing."

She seemed to have forgotten something.

I always feel that this thing called Bazaar Black still has something to hide from her.

——

Qin Bi was not at home, Ding Bao contacted him, and he said that he was in the hospital.

"You were called again?"

"No, I'm here to see a friend."

Ding Bao frowned, put the dishes he brought over into the refrigerator and turned to leave.

"I bought you something to nourish your kidney, remember to eat it yourself, and go back."

"Where did you go today?"

Qin Bi asked casually, and Ding Bao didn't say much.

"I also went to the hospital to see a friend."

Hanging up the phone, Qin Bi sighed, returned to the ward and looked at Lin Jinmo, who was lying on the bed unconscious.

"Are you feeling better?"

The man opened his eyes with difficulty, his pupils were a little dilated, his face was pale, and he looked like he was dying, and his good-looking face was full of a sense of ruin.

"Is it Ding Bao?"

"Hmm."

Qin Bi sat on the edge of the bed, handed him a glass of water, and fed it carefully, seeing that the man couldn't even control his lips when he drank saliva, the water marks slid over his face, soaking the pillow.

"You're not as good as me, if I'm in pain, you're worse off than dead now."

It's really better to live than to die.

Looking at Lin Jinmo's dilapidated appearance, Qin Bi knew that under his beautiful skin, there were already thousands of holes.

How could he persist in living until now, Qin Bi couldn't imagine.

"Why don't you let me tell Ding Bao?"

Lin Jinmo is a child raised by Ding Bao, they were originally sisters and brothers, but later became lovers, and now they are strangers.

At first, Qin Bi thought that this dog man was really a rich woman and ungrateful, but now it seems that he has hidden too much.

It's always better to have someone by your side when you're in pain.

Lin Jinmo didn't say anything, just endured silently alone.

There is not much friendship between Qin Bi and him, and he insists on talking about it, that is, both of them have been in the same orphanage, and then he was adopted, and then he was driven back, withdrawn and eccentric, except for Ding Bao, no one wants to get close to him, even if this kid is good-looking and makes the little girl like, but the girls in the orphanage don't dare to come to the front.

Now Qin Bi finally knows why Lin Jinmo, who came back from the Zhu family, is always indifferent and alienated, when he encounters this kind of thing, if it were him, he would probably have gone crazy.

If you can come out of an orphanage and live for so long, then everyone is a friend who is sick and sick.

Qin Bi could also get some news from Lin Jinmo that he didn't know before, so he was willing to come over to accompany him and see him.

"Stomach medicine, did you buy it?"

"Don't think about her, you better think about yourself, look at the way you are now, can you live through tomorrow?"

Lin Jinmo lay on the bed tiredly, trying to stay awake, struggling to recover from anesthesia as soon as possible.

Because of the continuous injection of these drugs over the years, his brain has been seriously damaged, sometimes he speaks upside down, and sometimes his emotions are uncontrollable.

He used to be able to resist not looking for Ding Bao, but he couldn't control himself during this time, but when he came to his senses, he found that he had followed Ding Bao.

Qin Hao, who was accustomed to seeing tragic things in the world, was already very indifferent, but when he saw Lin Jinmo, he couldn't help but feel some compassion in his heart.

"Ding Bao seems to be looking for Zhu Jinlu recently, you are the one who supplied him with blood, right? What did Ding Bao ask him for? ”

Lin Jinmo shook his head slowly.

"I don't know."

"I really don't understand what she's trying to do now, and I can't stop her, I thought you'd know a little bit about it."

The man turned his face and looked silently at the window in front of him, his face emaciated.

"You are the same as Ding Bao, you can't beat a fart with three sticks, you don't say it, she doesn't say it, everyone doesn't know how long they can live, why waste time hiding suspicions from each other? I can feel that Ding Bao is a little resentful of you, what she cares about, she may not have found out herself. ”

Since she already plans to spend her life with Lin Jinmo, it means that Ding Bao definitely cares about Lin Jinmo.

As a result, Lin Jinmo turned his face and threw himself into the arms of another woman, how could she not be resentful.

It's just that I'm used to being indifferent and selfish, and I don't want to show that I care too much, just to be able to better protect myself.

"At the end of the day, both are selfish ghosts."

As soon as the words fell, Lin Jinmo suddenly turned his face to look, looked at Qin Bi, and said softly.

"Do you know why my surname is Lin?"

"I don't know."

"Jingle bell, jingle bell, jingle bell...... Listen to the multi-match, she is Ding, I am Lin, we jingle the bell, just like the bell and the bell eye, we are more matched, listen, we are more matched. ”

The sudden sentence made Lin Jinmo, who had always been cold, a little more crazy.

He seemed to be talking nonsense unconsciously, and he seemed to be confiding in despair.

Qin Bi was stunned for a while, looking at the man lying on the hospital bed, who was delirious after being over-injected with the drug, and couldn't say half a word for a while.

It took him a long time before he smiled bitterly.

"You're a lunatic, you lunatic."

Who the would have thought of this?!

Since life is better than death, and they are still thinking about Ding Bao, why did they leave ruthlessly at the beginning, and still refuse to say a word?

Qin Bi couldn't get used to this kind of unjust feeling, looking aggrieved, not happy at all.

"Lin Jinmo, Lin Jinmo?"

The man suddenly remained motionless, and Qin Bi hurriedly pressed the call bell.