32 Chapter 31

That night, a post appeared on the forum of Longcheng No. 1 Middle School.

[Title: I think I have found the reason for his change in temperament...]

1st floor: look at the picture, [picture]

2nd floor: It's the same name and the same surname. They were fighting side by side yesterday. The relationship is so good that it is impossible to wash the mark suddenly.

3rd floor: Upstairs 1, and last week they also staged a love affair with the small forest, I think I feel sour.

4th floor: But he took leave today.

5th floor: There are not ten or eight in this city with the same name as him, and this picture has no specific information except the name, so don't pass it on.

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This post floated for a while in the forum of Dragon City No. 1 Middle School, and then sank quickly. Although many people saw it, they didn't take it seriously. This made the poster in front of the computer not satisfied.

He thought about it, found someone on WeChat, and sent a message--

[Tomorrow morning when I deliver food to Ward 0728, I will find a chance to take a picture, and take a picture of the person in the innermost bed. If I can see his face, I can take a picture of him anyway.

After receiving a positive reply, he put away the phone with satisfaction.

"Wait, I will scare you to death tomorrow!" He snorted coldly at the bottom post.

Ji Yu, who was sleeping in the innermost bed of Ward 0728, didn’t know anything about it. He obeyed the doctor’s instructions very well and closed his eyes to go to bed at ten o’clock. However, going to bed earlier corresponds to getting up earlier. He opened his eyes the next day. It was found that the time was less than six o'clock.

"Gurulu—"

When he woke up, the first thing he felt was hunger, but he couldn't eat anything before the operation, he could only endure it.

But he can't eat, doesn't mean the person next door can't eat.

I don't know what's going on in the bed next door. I ordered the meal so early in the morning, and the fragrant chicken soup smelled in the ward, making Ji Yu's stomach scream louder.

The bed next door was a male Omega, and it was obviously a bit embarrassing to hear Ji Yu's belly call.

He said in a low voice, "I'm sorry, I had the operation last afternoon, but I had no food all night. I was really hungry today, so I ordered a meal."

Ji Yu hurriedly said, "It's okay, you eat and you eat."

After he got up, he ran to the hospital garden after washing.

Although he was hungry, he was excited about the surgery later.

There were no people in the garden so early, and it was boring to stroll around, so he turned around and ran to the attending doctor's office. Unexpectedly, the doctor had already arrived and was changing his white coat inside.

Ji Yu stood at the door and said, "Doctor, you are here!"

The doctor wanted to laugh when he saw him: "Yeah, rushing to the operating table?"

"May I?"

Ji Yu glanced at the time. It is now seven o'clock, one hour away from the originally scheduled time, "I'm completely OK, I can go to the operating table anytime!"

The doctor smiled and shook his head: "You are too impatient, wait any longer, you have to wait for the people to come, you have to prepare the things for the operation, it will take a while, you can go out and stroll.

Ji Yu's shoulders immediately collapsed: "Oh, all right."

The doctor couldn't help laughing again.

At the same time, He Zhai.

He Zhou was sitting at the dining table having breakfast and reading the newspaper, next to the sleepy He Jiao.

The siblings ate their breakfast quietly, and no one said a word.

He Zhou already knew that He Jiao told her father about Jiyu, and she knew that she often reported to her father what she did at school in real time. Although he loved this sister, he was very repulsive of this behavior.

He Jiao knew that she was wrong, and she had been very quiet these days, so she tried her best to avoid getting rid of bad things in front of He Zhou.

After a long while, He Jiao, who was sober, thought and said: "Brother, Brother Qi didn't seem to be very happy last night."

After a pause, she lowered her voice, "Dad may trouble you later."

He Zhou said indifferently.

He Jiao stirred the grain porridge in the bowl with a spoon, and said, "I think Brother Qi is pretty good, why don't you like him?"

He Zhou: "There is no why."

"Then who do you like? Do you really like Jiyu? Dad won't agree." After speaking, she murmured in a low voice, "I don't agree, I don't like him."

"I like anyone who needs your consent?"

"Yeah, you are great now, and your wings are stiff!" An energetic male voice suddenly rang from the direction of the stairs.

The siblings raised their heads together and shouted in unison: "Dad."

He Xiong straightened his clothes and walked down the stairs in a shimmering manner.

He looked at He Zhou and snorted coldly, "Do you still have my dad in your eyes?"

He Jiao bowed her head winkly and drank porridge.

He Zhou put down his chopsticks and replied calmly, "Of course."

He Xiong walked to the restaurant with his hands behind his back, and sat down at the top: "Since there is, what was your attitude last night? You knew what I meant, but you deliberately kept your face cold throughout the whole process. Who did you show it to me? Isn't it just for me?"

He Zhou lowered his eyes and said nothing.

He was used to his father's anger, and knew that silence was more effective than answering.After all, no matter what he said at this time, his father would think he was contradicting him.

"Yesterday you just drank as I did not know anything?"

Speaking of this, He Xiong was even more angry, "Xiao Xie took the initiative to talk to you, and you still show your face, even if you don't like him, you should not save his face in public!"

He Zhou endured forbearance, but finally couldn't hold it back, and replied: "But I told you clearly, I don't like thank you."

"Emotions can be cultivated!"

He Zhou: "But I just want to train with Ji Yu."

He Jiao lowered her head, and silently reached under the table while holding the mobile phone in one hand, and touched He Zhou's elbow, but He Zhou remained unmoved and did not glance down.

He Xiong slapped on the table and said angrily: "In short, I can't agree that you are with Jiyu!"

He Zhou calmly replied, "He likes me, and I like him. Our two pheromone matches are so high. We are a natural pair. Even if something unpleasant happened before, it is all over. They like each other, why can’t they be together?"

Under the table, He Jiao's movements were even greater.

I just touched He Zhou's arm with his mobile phone just now, this would have already used a lot of force.

The sharp corners of the phone tapped He Zhou's arm, so that he could no longer ignore it, so he could only hold He Jiao's wrist and press her not to move.

He Jiao frowned, her face almost buried in the bowl.

Her strangeness caught He Xiong's attention. His tone was much softer, but he still said with some seriousness: "Jiaojiao what are you doing?"

He Jiao raised her head and smiled at her father: "It's nothing."

He Xiong stood up: "What is in his hand?"

"Yes, cell phone."

He Zhou let go of He Jiao's hand, and He Jiao quickly pressed off the display. She picked up the phone and shook it in front of He Xiong, "Now, my phone."

He Xiong glanced at him: "Don't play with your mobile phone while eating."

He Jiao obediently nodded and put her phone on the table.

But I didn't want to, the phone suddenly lit up at this moment, and a message box appeared in the middle of the screen.

He Xiong was standing, and he saw the message above as soon as he lowered his eyes: "What is it?"

He Jiao secretly said that it was not good, and stretched out her hand again and pressed it out: "It's my classmate, discuss with me where to go this weekend."

However, press it once and it will light up again in the next second.

After He Jiao pressed twice, the little sister's dialog box kept popping up.

"Why is Jiyu going out to play?"

He Xiong keenly noticed the abnormality and stretched out his hand, "Let me see."

He Jiao's heart is almost breaking down, she shouldn't set up to pop up on the lock screen when new messages are received!

Brother, I'm sorry for you!!

He Zhou didn't look at He Jiao's phone. He glanced at the phone after hearing what his father said, but before he could see the phone, his father took it over.

He Xiong looked at the message box that popped up on the screen, and said straightforwardly: "It's really Jiyu, he's really in the marking department of the hospital, and someone took a picture."

He Zhou stood up, leaning over to look at his phone.

He Jiao covered her face with her hands, looking like she was ruined.

He Xiong is still reading: "It is said that the operation was performed at 8 o'clock in the Ninth Hospital. The marks were really washed, not fake..."

Before He Xiong finished reading, He Zhou rushed out.

The chair was brought down by his movements, and the solid mahogany chair slammed on the ground, making a dull sound. He ran so fast that even He Xiong could not react.

Before he could speak, his son's figure disappeared completely.

He Xiong paused, and lowered his head to ask his daughter: "What does this mean? Jiyu went to wash the mark? Hasn't he been reluctant to wash it off?"

He Jiao sighed: "I don't know, who knows why he suddenly went to wash the markers. He has done a lot of unusual behavior recently."

He Xiong was stunned and ran over the received information in his head. He suddenly looked at his daughter with wide eyes, and said loudly: "Zhou Er just said that the two of them are happy, but he ran to mark It's washed, why? Zhou'er is sticking to him with feelings?"

He Xiong became more angry as he thought about it, slapped his phone on the table with a slap, "Just kidding! Does anyone dare to look down on my son? He must be revenge!"

"I have been holding on to Zhou'er before, and turning his face immediately after chasing him, this is revenge! It's simply unreasonable!"

He Jiao ignored her cracked mobile phone, raised her head and looked at her father blankly: "Dad, what are you calling my brother?"

He Xiong was taken aback and coughed, "He Zhou."

He put the phone back at He Jiao's desk and sat down and said, "Eat breakfast and eat breakfast, ignore He Zhou, he likes to eat or not."

He Jiao blinked.

Dad, you don't need to say your brother's name again, and don't you think this sentence is strange?

"What are you looking at? Eat your breakfast."

He Xiong took a bite of the pastry without changing his face, "Go and buy another one with the phone. Is there any pocket money?"

He Jiao nodded: "Yes."

Ah, you are such a father.

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"how do you feel?"

"Very good, just a little hungry." After speaking, his stomach grunted, and Ji Yu smiled embarrassedly.

Probably because he was too impatient to wait, the original 8 o'clock surgery was just in place before 7:40. Everything was ready and there was an operating room available, so the surgery was naturally advanced.

The doctor smiled and said humorously: "Then I will cut the knife quickly, and try to let you eat something tonight."

Ji Yu cooperated with a surprised expression: "Really? Then I really appreciate you so much. I will definitely give you a pennant after the operation."

"Hahaha." The doctor was also happy. He glanced at the anesthesiologist standing behind Ji Yu, and continued, "You can't eat lunch, but you can think about what to eat tonight."

There was a sting in the back of my neck, and a cool liquid was injected.

Ji Yu blinked and replied: "I've been optimistic about the menu a long time ago. I plan to drink black-bone chicken soup tonight. In the morning, I can eat this on the bed next to me. There are also wolfberry and codonopsis. There are so many things that almost greedy me."

The anesthetic took effect quickly, and Ji Yu felt that his tongue was not flexible after saying this.

When the doctor saw this, he didn't speak any more, and gestured to the nurse next to him.

The nurses were very proficient in their movements, and they quickly adjusted Ji Yu into a head-down posture. There was a gap on his face that allowed him to breathe smoothly.

Ji Yu's consciousness gradually became hazy, but he had not completely fallen into a coma.

He dazedly felt something scratching on the back of his neck, but it didn’t hurt or itchy. He knew that he was undergoing an operation, and he could even imagine the neck being scratched, but it didn’t hurt. It feels very strange.

"Uh, vomit."

He was a little dizzy and uncomfortable, and retched uncontrollably.

After fainting, I feel cold, very cold.

It seemed that something started from a point on the back of the neck and flowed along the blood vessels to the limbs. It didn't hurt, but it was very distended, as if it was about to expand all his blood vessels.

Why don't I faint?

Is it because the anesthetic is less, or I am too excited...

As soon as I finished thinking about it, I plunged into darkness completely.

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"I'm looking for Jiyu, where is he now?"

He Zhou rushed to the service counter of the marking department and looked up at the name tag on the wall as he asked. He quickly found Ji Yu's name.

He really is here!

He Zhou lowered his head and looked at the time again. It was only 7:50 and there was still time.

The nurse asked: "What is your relationship with Ji Yu?"

He Zhou had a meal: "I am him, I am him..."

What is he?

What is he to Jiyu?

At this moment, a doctor came out after investigating a ward: "Eh, isn't this He Zhou? Are you looking for Jiyu? He has already entered the operating room, and the child is also fun. I came here early today to squat with Song Da—— "

"Operating room?"

He Zhou clenched his fists, "Isn't he an eight o'clock operation?"

The doctor was stunned: "Time is not fixed, do it sooner if you are ready."

"How long has the operation started?"

The doctor glanced at the phone: "I entered at 7:40. It has been twelve or three minutes now."

He Zhou hurriedly asked: "Which operating room is he in?"

"what are you going to do?"

The doctor looked at him defensively, "Our hospital does not allow anyone to disturb the ongoing operation."

He Zhou said anxiously: "Twelve or three minutes is enough for what to do? Don't you need to prepare before surgery? Don't both nurses and doctors have to check the tools? You have to use anesthetics? Is this enough time for the anesthetics to take effect?"

The doctor was a little unhappy: "Pre-operation preparations. Pre-operation preparations will be in place before the operation. How can we wait for the operation to start before checking? Twelve or three minutes is not too much? It is enough for us to save many lives."

He raised his foot and skipped He Zhou, ready to continue the rounds, "If you want to see him, just wait here, there is no reason to come out halfway after entering the operating room."

He Zhou stood there with his head blank.

He took out his cell phone, there were a dozen undialed calls on it, and returned to the contact page. He flipped through it, and there was no phone number for anyone who could reach Jiyu.

"by."

He raised his brows, and He Zhou hit the wall with a fist.

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It was already ten o'clock in the morning when Ji Yu came out of the operating room, and the effect of the anesthetic had disappeared little by little. He had already woke up, but he was still in a hazy state.

He blinked slowly, only to feel the pain all over his body was burned.

Every inch of skin and every inch of bone was hurting, and even all the blood vessels were jumping suddenly, and there was a pain in particular. The pain made his eyes black and his brain was a paste.

He had no idea that as soon as he was pushed out of the operating room, someone came over.

Even if the person stood by his side, he didn't feel anything.

"Jiyu."

He Zhou looked down at the person on the hospital bed.

Two hours later, he has been relieved from the initial scorching fire, and his mood is much calmer, but when he sees Jiyu coming out, he sees the water on his hand, the neck brace on his neck, and then When he was groggy, he felt as if he had been rubbed severely, it was very painful, and his face was swollen and swollen.

In addition to pain, there is an indescribable emotion that surrounds him.

He didn't know what was going on, he just felt uncomfortable, he was very heavy all over, and his heart was so heavy that he couldn't breathe. He was very depressed. This dull feeling made him want to get angry and want to destroy something.

He squeezed a fist and held it back.

"Jiyu." He shouted again.

Ji Yu remained motionless, staring blankly in one direction.

He Zhou looked down at him, his Adam's apple rolled, his voice hoarse: "You really don't like me.",