Chapter 292

The sky turned overcast, and the dark clouds were pressing on the territory, and it was dark.

After sending Ji Fang and Liao Jiangcheng away, Zuo Zhan entered the lounge, closed the door, and stood alone by the window smoking.

What virtue does that woman have? Let one man after another go forward and kneel down. She doesn't even care about the dignity and face of men. If she is still ill, people will be fascinated around her. If she gets well

When the spark went out, the rising temperature on the cigarette butt made him throw away his cigarette and press it out. However, his gloomy face did not get better, but became more and more serious.

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Wishing is very sleepy recently. I don't know if it's the effect of drugs, and a dream often appears in a long sleep.

The scene is very simple. It is a track and field path next to the campus. It is full of magnolia flowers, and the reflection of trees is lush. A sunny and handsome big boy waved to her lazily and said with a smile, "it's late again. Hurry up, wait for you to go home."

This night is also this dream.

But in her dream, she got on a bus again and looked out at the boy outside the window. She wanted to get off, but she couldn't do it. She woke up with fear and struggle.

As soon as she opened her eyes, it was dark, the ward was very vague, and there was a thin layer of sweat on her forehead. She moved a little. When she caught a glimpse of the figure on the sofa, she was almost shocked.

Fortunately, the wall lamp will be on soon.

Zuo Zhan's gloomy and cold handsome face was also very clear in close proximity. The surprised heart of wishing seemed to be caught by something and suddenly was slightly stunned, "you..."

When she opened her mouth, her voice was very hoarse. Ignoring these, she completed her voice, "Why are you here?"

"How long have you been ill?" Zuo Zhan gently opened his thin lips, and his voice was so cold that he didn't notice.

Make a wish to gently ease the frightened palpitation, slowly sit up, close the short hair down to his shoulder, and then look at his eyes slightly narrowed. He also took a bit of trouble in his distress. "If you have something to say, if you have nothing to do, please."

She doesn't have the energy to be angry with him now. She doesn't even have the mental strength to blame him for coming to her ward in the middle of the night. Whatever, as long as he appears less twice and makes her upset and uncomfortable, it's better than anything.

Zuo Zhan glanced at the shoulder and neck of her pajamas, his eyes light and deep, "how did you get this disease?"

He made a wish and sighed.

"To be frank, don't ask these irrelevant questions. What are you doing here?" He knew better than anyone how she got the disease. Oh, he almost forgot. He lost his memory, but even so, he didn't want to mention it again.

"What I asked is irrelevant. Who asked is important?" Zuo Zhan held his chin in one hand, with a cold smile. "Is it the doctor surnamed Su? Ji Fang, or... Liao Jiangcheng."

After counting a little, there are so many men around her... Zuo Zhan's face is more gloomy.

Wishing was powerless to notice. She just said, "nothing else. The door is over there. Get out!"

The smile on Zuo Zhan's face was stiff.

He also got up, but did not leave the ward, but walked to the hospital bed. When he bent over, he clamped up the wishing chin with one hand and forced her to look at herself, "don't you look in the mirror."

"When you're sick like this, you can still think about hooking three and four. Do you really don't know how to write the word" integrity and shame ", or do you think it's very suitable for you to put watery poplars on you?"

For a time, wishing only felt a splitting headache, not because of the disease, but like an electric drill hidden in the body, buzzing, where to drill!

She tried her best to push him away, but she shook him. However, she could only say angrily, "are you sick? Does this have anything to do with you!"

"It wasn't closed before, but just..." he shackled her fiercely, and his cold lips gently hooked, "you called my name."

I was stunned when I made a wish.

"You shouted 'ah Zhan' in your dream." Zuo Zhan narrowed his eyes and added his strength in his hand, "why do you call my name?"

She was speechless.

During this period of intermittent dreams, she always dreamed of him when she was young. Is it true that she just made a wish... For a time, she didn't feel embarrassed. On the contrary, the strong contrast with the dream made her heart ache.

She tried to keep her eyes calm. "After all, people who grew up together say that people are dying and like memories, so it's called one or two names. Isn't it strange?"

Zuo Zhan removed his eyes and released her.

"At least it's an acquaintance. If you promise two conditions, you can consider allowing you to live longer."

Make a wish and frown.

Recently, there has been some deviation in her attention. It took her a few seconds to determine that his commanding negotiating tone is talking to herself.

"Mr. Zuo's kindness, just keep it for yourself." She added sarcasm to her irony.

Zuo Zhan looked at her, his eyes in seclusion were like hunters, and he paced slowly. "You still have the title of my ex-wife on you, and I slept for so long, so I'm sick... It makes me feel like I'm not human, so think it over."

Wishing to breathe is stifling, the whole heart hurts like being pulled out, and his fingers curl up slowly. He is sarcastic

She wanted to scold him, but she got stuck in her throat and couldn't speak.

Zuo Zhan looked at her indifferently.

Wishing slowly and slowly, he said coldly, "anyway, you can't sleep in the future. Don't pretend to be here. Go out!"

Zuo Zhan's fingers hanging on his side tightened and didn't speak, but a pair of evil cold eyes locked her.

Make a wish and don't overdo it. He sighed helplessly in his heart. He didn't understand why Zuo Zhan would have such deep hostility to him, and his words were harsh.

Zuo Zhan, why is he?!

"You don't want it yourself, so wait to die."

This is the last word he left when he left.

The messy heart of wishing was torn. The man not only cursed her, but also looked forward to her death. After more than ten years of feelings, she really... She couldn't help pulling her lips and smiling bitterly.

But he smiled and blurred his eyes.

She didn't sleep again in the middle of the night. As soon as the nurse came for infusion in the morning, Su Yimo brought someone over. As soon as she pushed the door, she recognized it as Huo Jianlin.

Although he is close to Ben Si's age, years seem to prefer this man. He is still gentle, clear and meaningful, and his style is still. When he sees a wish, he is also polite.

"Don't think too much. I happen to come to DIDU. Come and see Miss Xu and help you regulate your body by the way." From the doctor's point of view, Huo Jianlin doesn't want to add psychological pressure to patients.

Make a wish and smile.

Su Yimo noticed the tiredness of her eyes and frowned.

When Huo Jianlin examined her body, he made a wish and asked, "well, how is ah Yan's leg recovering now?"

"Have you been in touch?"

"Yes." But Xi Yan didn't say much about the recovery during this period.

Huo Jianlin looked down and filled in the medical record, and said, "he recovered well. In another month or so, he should have no problem walking."

"I've been giving Professor Huo trouble all the time."

"So polite." Huo Jianlin smiled softly. "Your body is OK. Take good infusion and medicine and pay attention to rest. Didn't you sleep well last night."

"This... I'll pay attention."

Huo Jianlin gave a few more instructions, and then took the opportunity to go out with Su Yimo. When Liao Jiangcheng saw the two people coming in, he first put out the smoke in his hands and got up and asked, "uncle, how is she? Should her body be able to have an operation?"

"Really think I'm a miracle doctor?" Huo Jianlin loosened the button of his collar, threw the things in his hand to Su Yimo, went to the tea table, poured water and drank a few drinks, and said again, "she's very ill. If she has surgery... As soon as possible in one or two days, I'll see my schedule again..."

When he looked through his mobile phone, Yu Guang noticed Liao Jiangcheng's face. Huo Jianlin raised his eyebrow, "what's the matter?"

Su Yimo said, "it's the donor who hasn't done it yet."

"Then go and fix it immediately. I can't wait to make a wish. It's not alarmist. She can't wait another three days..."

Without listening to him, Liao Jiangcheng had turned and stepped out quickly. He called the guard handle with his mobile phone, "have you found the warmth? Do it and grab someone for me."