nashuaworldcup Chapter 18 Hospital
Chapter 18 Hospital
Huo Qing and Shen Siyi only met once, and they were tricked by his cousin. Apart from his name, he knew nothing about this person.
He took the initiative to step forward, but he also had other plans.
With a cigarette in his mouth, he said, "I'm Huo Qing, and I've had dinner with Mr. Shen."
Shen Siyi looked up at him, and smiled a little forcedly: "Why is Mr. Huo here?"
"Come to see a friend, let's have a holiday by the way—is Mr. Shen free to have a meal together?"
Shen Siyi raised his hand to support his forehead, and asked back: "Can you please take me to the hospital?"
Huo Qing was slightly startled, he could see that something was wrong with the other party, he thought it was caused by drinking or lack of sleep, but now that he looked closer, it seemed that it was not that simple.
Regardless of acting, he helped him into the car and gave him a bottle of water: "Are you okay? Do you need to call an ambulance?"
"No need." Shen Siyi took a few sips of water, and his voice stabilized, "Thank you."
"Small things."
Before departure, Huo Qing looked in the rearview mirror.
Sure enough, the black car followed up again.
The one surnamed Shu is really interesting. After following him all the way, he got out of the car but didn't follow him. What on earth is he trying to do?
See how long he can follow.
When he arrived at the hospital, Shen Siyi was already semi-conscious. The doctor said it was best to stay in the hospital for observation, and Huo Qing helped him with the procedures.
Shen Siyi hadn't woken up, Huo Qing was a little worried and had nothing to do, so he simply stayed with him in the ward.
Tang Shengnian called, and when he heard him talk about this matter, he was very helpless: "You don't know that gentleman well, why bother? Let me help you find out about his family, and you go play with yourself."
"Don't wait for a while, let's talk about it when he wakes up. I'm fine." He sent the man here, it's not easy to leave him here, if he wanted to contact his relatives, he would have called his cousin a long time ago.
Tang Shengnian sighed softly into the phone: "You are still like this."
Huo Qingqi asked, "What do I look like?"
"Do you remember when we were in the first year of high school, we went out to play one weekend, and saw a middle-aged woman holding a little girl, and the little girl kept crying. You said that the middle-aged woman might be a human trafficker. Follow to find out."
Huo Qing dug in his memory, but found nothing.
After waking up from a coma, he thought that he just forgot the people and things related to Shu Yicheng. He felt that he was the chosen one who was deeply loved by the heavens. After an accident, he forgot what should be forgotten, and only remembered what should be remembered.
Shu Yicheng's appearance pushed open the closed door of memory, and he was able to glimpse some of the past through the half-covered gap.
At the same time, he slowly discovered that besides Shu Yicheng, he had forgotten many other things in this accident.
Good and bad, and neither good nor bad.
His memory is a sieve that leaks everywhere, full of surprises and uncertainties.
He never mentioned these thoughts to anyone.
The result has already been caused, and one more person who knows is nothing more than one more person who is worried.
Huo Qing felt lost.
Every part of life is important, and he cherishes every experience, and he does not want to look back occasionally in the years to come and see nothingness.
A jigsaw puzzle, with a few pieces missing, can still be pieced together, but it can't be completed completely.
For example, he didn't have the slightest impression of what Tang Shengnian mentioned right now.
Tang Shengnian is still continuing to restore the events of the year: "The man got into a car with the child, you called two taxis, and followed all the way to the west of the city, and then the man got out of the car and changed to a van, the taxi driver refused to come back." Come on, you have given away all the money you have on your body, so you have to follow me to have a look."
Huo Qing was a little embarrassed by the words, touched his nose: "And then?"
"Following a village, the child woke up and started crying again. She beat the child very hard. Then someone came out to take the child away and returned the stack of banknotes to the person. We called the police, but the child The one who wants to get in the car and leave, you are afraid that no one will be found, let us give all the money to the driver, pretend that we can’t see the road and rear end the van, and hold them back until the police come.”
He has no impression of a story full of secondary feelings, but Huo Qing knows that he is such a person.
When I was in elementary school, I went to help clean the homes of widowed and lonely elderly people with my classmates. In middle school, I used living expenses to support students in poor areas. I joined a voluntary organization in college and traveled to many places.
He does some things within his ability, without being grateful for the gains, without seeking any benefits, he just does it when he feels that it needs to be done and can be done.
When they were young, there were always some naive or even unreasonable insistences in the eyes of adults. They were frank and upright, without hiding or shy, and carried forward this persistence, even if others did not understand it.
Along with growing up, many insistences are soaked and dissolved in the secular rules, rubbed and squeezed by one pair of vicissitudes of hands, and finally turned into a mass of strange-shaped substances, and the more serious ones simply disappeared.
Huo Qing was lucky.
Good family background, family and friends, so that he does not have to be shackled by too many things, and he can continue his persistence. He is luckier than most people in the world.
It's just - I haven't felt that way in a long time.
In the past few months, Huo Qing, like a trapped wild animal, howled to break through the shackles and find himself. He was more sad than the lost years, so immersed in confusion that he seldom thought about other things and almost forgot. I have lost my previous appearance, and I have forgotten what I once insisted on.
Tang Shengnian asked worriedly through the earphones: "What's wrong with you? Why don't you speak?"
Huo Qing smiled to himself: "I'm listening to you - what happened next?"
"After the police investigation, they took down a child trafficking organization and saved several children." Having said this, Tang Shengnian's tone became visibly upbeat. The school sent thank you letters, gave you money and gifts, and even your parents knelt down to you, scaring you so much that you didn’t dare to go to school for several days.”
Huo Qing's scalp was numb, he couldn't believe it: "...Really?"
Tang Shengnian laughed out loud: "Of course, during that time I went to your house to deliver notes every day for more than half a month."
Huo Qing also laughed, silently.
"And the media got wind from nowhere that they wanted to interview you, but they were blocked by Uncle Huo. Auntie was afraid that someone would retaliate, so she hired two bodyguards to follow you. Later——"
The pleasant narration came to an abrupt end.
Huo Qing asked: "Continue talking." He was getting excited while listening.
"You—" Tang Shengnian drew his voice very long, with obvious disbelief, "You don't even remember?"
Huo Qing didn't deny it: "Yes."
"How come, I thought you just forgot... sorry."
"It doesn't matter, it's intermittent. It's very interesting to listen to you. It's like going through it all over again." Huo Qing's good-tempered comfort was also self-comforting, "Next time, you can talk more."
"Huo Qing, you..."
"It's okay." There was movement in the ward, Huo Qing looked back, "I have something to do, please contact me later."
Not long after the doctor's examination, Shen Siyi woke up.
Huo Qing put down the magazine and said, "You'll be fine when you wake up, you can leave anytime."
Shen Siyi thanked him, and called the nurse to ask to be discharged from the hospital.
Huo Qing went to the balcony and smoked another cigarette.
He smoked his first cigarette when he was a freshman in high school. Over the years, he can count the number of cigarettes he has smoked in two palms. He is not addicted. Usually, he smokes only a few puffs. To him, cigarettes are more like accidents. indulgence.
Realizing the nature of the place, he stuffed the cigarette back again.
The door was suddenly pushed open vigorously, and it was shaking non-stop, as if venting some dissatisfaction.
In private hospitals, this kind of thing basically does not happen.
Huo Qing turned around and entered the ward, bumping into the deep gaze of the man at the door.
The two sides looked at each other.
Shen Siyi supported his body and stood up: "Who are you?"
Shu Yicheng didn't even look at him, but stared at Huo Qing: "When are you going to leave here?"
Huo Qing thought it was funny: "I accompany my friend to see a doctor, and I also want to report to you?"
"I allow you to come out?"
Huo Qing thought about it, when he "reported" to Shu Yicheng, he did not nod, but: "I don't care if you are sure."
The temperature in the ward dropped suddenly.
Shen Siyi silently shrank back under the quilt, trying to hide his existence.
White walls, bright sunlight.
Dark eyes, thick black half-length slightly curly hair.
Set off against Shu Yicheng's pale complexion, the thick black, and the desolate white, all of them are enthusiastic to the end, and the contrast is so strong that it is difficult to take their eyes off him.
Huo Qing was in a daze.
What is the true face of this person?How real is the person in front of him now?
He was getting more and more confused.
"Confusion" himself gritted his teeth, and jumped out one by one: "Get out of here."
Got mad.
Huo Qing licked the gap between his teeth and sneered, "Come out as soon as you come out, why are you angry?"
A simple sentence was said by Huo Qing over and over again, and at the end, he deliberately raised the long ending sound to imbue this sentence with a hint of humiliation.
After speaking, he himself laughed.
People who have been praised as "good-natured" since they were young can also master the skill of yin and yang without a teacher. This is probably the biggest gain since contacting Shu Yicheng during this period of time. It vividly interprets "the one who is close to ink is black".
Huo Qing walked to the door, not forgetting to say goodbye to Shen Siyi: "I'm leaving first, then I will contact you."
Shen Siyi didn't make a sound, probably because he didn't want to talk to him.
Shu Yicheng nodded him rudely: "Go!"
All the way to leave the hospital in silence.
Shu Yicheng said: "Take this car." He was referring to the black car used for tracking.
Huo Qing: "No need."
"I'm not discussing with you."
Huo Qing glanced at the black car: "I have an appointment."
"Who?"
"According to the contract, you have no right to ask about my 'unexpected' itinerary." Huo Qing said with a smile, calm and composed, "Let's go first."
In Huo Qing's Three Views, the spirit of the contract is a very important character. Since you sign it voluntarily, you must follow the rules. Even if the contract itself is shit, it is also a pile of shit with symbolic meaning.
He didn't remember whether he had a dark history of breaching the contract, but right now, his behavior was in compliance with the rules.
Shu Yicheng stood in front of the car with his fists clenched, staring straight at him.
He could dismiss that contract as shit, or he could grab him into the car right now, anyway, he and Huo Qing were already hostile to each other, and he didn't care about one more crime.
But he doesn't want to.
I always feel like I'm going to lose the wind.
At this time, Huo Qing opened the back door to get his clothes, but before he got up, his shoulder was pushed hard, he couldn't stabilize his body, and he jumped straight into the back seat.