The hospital turned off the lights on time at ten o'clock. During the final round before the lights were turned off, no nurse came to insist on giving Xiong Weiqun an injection. It was probably because of the care of the smoking woman that she just ignored them.
A well-off young man with a happy family was half-leaning beside his child's bed, playing with his mobile phone in one hand. The child probably felt dizzy from looking at the mobile phone too much, but he fell asleep on time after lying in bed all day.
Zhong Ping and Xiong Weiqun couldn't get a good night's sleep lately, so they squeezed into bed early.
Zhong Ping was very reserved. He was lying on the side of the bed with his face facing the child. In addition to taking off his shoes, he even wore the coat that Xiong Weiqun lent him and did not cover himself with a quilt. Xiong Weiqun pushed him and told him not to wear such bulging clothes.
Lying down, it took up too much space, so Zhong Ping moved to the side again, and his knees were hanging in the air beside the bed.
Xiong Weiqun waited for a long time and found that Zhong Ping had not moved yet, so he unbuttoned his windbreaker himself, and Zhong Ping sat up with a cry of "ouch, ouch, ouch".
"A woman from a good family?" Xiong Weiqun raised an eyebrow and looked at Zhong Ping.
Zhong Ping watched Xiong Weiqun make a strange joke again, and couldn't help but feel panicked. He looked over with a troubled face, and couldn't figure out why he was embarrassed at the meeting.
Thinking about it carefully, he has indeed done everything! But he was high at that time! And Xiong Weiqun said that he can’t remember anything after drinking! Because he doesn’t drink now, he still remembers what happened between the two of them.
, so it’s somewhat awkward to live in the same bed. Because Xiong Weiqun doesn’t remember it, Xiong Weiqun’s face is nothing but calm!
Thinking of this aspect, Zhong Ping couldn't help but feel a little wilted. Looking at the nurse on the opposite bed sleeping on the sponge mat on the floor, he felt that it was a little late to disturb him at this time.
Xiong Weiqun didn't care about the war between heaven and man in Zhong Ping's mind, and took advantage of Zhong Ping's inattention to tear off his coat in various ways, but the hem was still sitting under his buttocks, and the clothes hung on his body half-undressed and half-dressed.
Then Zhong Ping jumped up in excitement, pushed his coat closer to his body, and said repeatedly: "I, I, I'm not sleepy, you go to sleep first, you go to sleep first..."
"You go back to my house to sleep, it's not too late. The key is still with you, don't lose it." Xiong Weiqun drove them away without politeness.
Zhong Ping had to put this proposal on his agenda. But after thinking about it, if he stayed here, he would inevitably be watched by Xiong Weiqun and squeezed into a bed. If he couldn't squeeze into a bed, he would have to go to Xiong Weiqun's cat.
No matter what the outcome is, he will surrender.
Later, he chose the latter, which was a convenient and quick way to surrender. So he took off his coat and lay down next to Xiong Weiqun. He was covered by a corner of the quilt, and then the whole person was dragged under the quilt.
He could feel Xiong Weiqun breathing on the back of his head. Just as he was getting more and more nervous as he thought about it, Xiong Weiqun asked with just a hint of breath: "Do you like me?"
At that time, Zhong Ping jumped up from the hospital bed again, trying like a headless fly to find a crack to get in. The young man in the bed next to him quickly drew his attention, waved his hand, pointed at the child, indicating that the child was sleeping, and called him
Speak softly. Only then did he resist the urge to shout.
After finally calming down, he looked at the hospital bed with a grimace. Xiong Weiqun was lying on the bed innocently, pulling the quilt.
Looking at the calm Xiong Weiqun, Zhong Ping felt confused again. Why did he always ask him strange questions and make strange jokes? Is it because he looked embarrassed? Yes, he himself has seen himself embarrassed.
It looks really fun.
So he stood at the end of the bed with a frustrated face: "Don't always tease me..."
"Sleep," Xiong Weiqun patted the pillow on the other side of his spare room, "If you don't want to sleep, there are still patients who need to sleep, so don't disturb others."
He had no choice but to remain depressed and once again leaned against the bed and lay under the quilt, and was dragged into the middle of the quilt again.
However, Xiong Weiqun didn't ask any more strange questions. In addition, he didn't get much restful sleep in the past few days. Zhong Ping's nerves couldn't be tensed anymore and he fell asleep as soon as the string broke.
At eight o'clock in the morning, the nurse came to check the ward on time, followed by several idle intern doctors. When Zhong Ping entered the ward, he was still in a dream state, unable to extricate himself. As a result, he heard an intern doctor ask why.
Isn't it illegal to sleep two people in a bed?
Then Zhong Ping was woken up by the intern. After he was woken up, a nurse who knew the inside story grabbed him and nervously said that these two people have a relationship with the dean and should not be messed with casually. The intern stopped and Zhong Ping
Was also woken up.
When he saw that the time was already eight o'clock, he couldn't help but look around in embarrassment and found that there was no one in the eight beds in the ward to accompany him like him and he was woken up, which made him even more embarrassed.
But the embarrassment didn't last long. Before the nurses and interns who were doing rounds on the ward had finished their rounds and left, the smoking woman and Uncle Lei walked into the ward and walked straight towards him. He felt that things were happening too fast now, and he was basically
He was led by the nose. No, these two evil hands came to lead him by the nose again.
You must never give in. You must never give in. Zhong Ping thought silently in his heart, holding his head high and preparing to deal with those two people. As a result, Yan Nu was stopped halfway by the intern doctors, who asked her to explain the condition of a certain bed. She just listened to a few words.
A line of dialogue floated over: "...Kidney stones?"
The intern doctors nodded hurriedly, mumbling something, and then looked at the woman who continued to speak harshly: "...Come to our room? I'll give you a CT scan to see if you have hydrocephalus?"
While talking, Uncle Lei walked up to Zhong Ping, glanced at Xiong Weiqun lying on the hospital bed, and extended his hand to Zhong Ping: "Let me take a step to talk."
Zhong Ping wanted to refuse forcefully. But he didn't know how to refuse forcefully, so he had to put on Xiong Weiqun's clothes and followed Uncle Lei outside the ward reluctantly.
Uncle Lei seemed to want to take Zhong Ping directly to an empty room so he could talk or something, but Zhong Ping stopped walking as soon as he felt Uncle Lei's intention. Uncle Lei motioned for him to keep walking, but he refused to move anymore, just at the door of the elevator.
He grabbed the window sill in the space in front, letting Uncle Lei say what he wanted to say directly here. After all, he still had some confidence in a place with many people. If there were no people, he would only struggle and be slaughtered.
Uncle Lei didn't hurry with him. He walked up to him and put his hand on the window sill. He said in an old-fashioned tone and sincerely: "You are a descendant of the Zhong family."
"There are millions of people with the surname Zhong in the country, why am I the only one who is a descendant of the Zhong family?"
"The master asked me to do three things before he left, two of which were related to you. How could you just stand by and watch?" Uncle Lei pretended not to hear Zhong Ping's inexplicable complaints.
Zhong Ping saw that he couldn't escape now, so he had to ask impatiently: "What did he entrust you with?"