Chapter 67:

The smell of disinfection water penetrated into the nasal cavity, and both the walls and facilities were white in front of the eyes, making people unhappy.
Ji Ran was sitting on a bench outside the ward, hands clasped against his mouth, there was no focus at the bottom of his eyes, and he didn't know what he was thinking.
It seemed that the roar of the founder was still echoing in his mind, and it hurt his head.
Another car accident, a car accident.
He suddenly remembered that on the day of Zhao Qingtong's car accident, a strange man came to his house and said he was going to take him to see his mother.
He didn't understand anything at that time and left afterwards. When he rushed to the hospital, he just saw the doctor pushing Zhao Qingtong out of the operating room, and her face was lightly covered with white cloth.
After that day, he had nothing.
Home does not belong to him, toys do not belong to him, and mother does not belong to him.
Zhao Qingtong had no funeral, and when he was buried, Mrs. Ji did not even want him to see it.
The big icy house left him alone.
It's as if he is the only one left in the world.
Ji Ran is used to living alone, and he doesn't want to own anything anymore. To put it mildly, he won't lose without possession. In fact, this is indeed the case. He never regarded the things sent by the Ji family as his own property, so when he sent them back, he had no perseverance or distress.
But just now, when he looked back in the car and saw Qin Man's arm full of glass slag, his breathing seemed to be plundered suddenly, and he was almost suffocated.
He didn't dare to think about the picture again, exhaled heavily, and scolded him again.
"Xiao Ran Ran! Are you okay!"
Yue Wenwen rushed from the corner, like a TV drama, with a look of horror.
Especially when he saw Ji Ran with a bandage on his head and a large piece of blood on his white t-shirt, his expression became even more exaggerated, "Little Ran Ran! Why did you bleed so much blood ?! Doctors, doctors ?!"
"Small voice." Ji Ran's head hurt even more, and he dragged him to the chair with his last strength. "Don't choke, it's not my blood."
Yue Wenwen first let go of his heart, and then hesitantly asked, "Whose blood is that?"
"Qin Man."
"..." Yue Wenwen was shocked. "Why did he bleed so much blood? Is he still in the car? Then, are you all right? Where did you get hurt?"
"It's just a slight concussion. It's okay." Ji Ran said calmly.
"Where is Qin Man now?"
"Operating room."
Yue Wenwen looked at his expression and asked tremblingly: "So ... is there anything wrong with him?"
Ji Ran said irritably, "I don't know."
He and Qin Man came in the same ambulance. On the car, the nurse was urgently examining Qin Man for various vital signs, but he could not understand a sentence.
What did Yue Wenwen think of? The words turned around: "Wait a minute, who is the perpetrator?"
"It's a drunk driving. People don't know it. It's brought back to the police station and is under trial."
Ji Ran said with a mocking smile on her mouth.
Where is the drunk driving during the day?
Besides, even if it is really drunk driving, few drunk drivers can do seventeen times without a car.
Yue Wenwen naturally understood: "Who do you think?"
he thinks?
Ji Ran really can't be named.
There were so many things happening during this time that he couldn't think of it and didn't have the energy to think about it.
He just wanted to know if the people in the operating room were alive, whether they were missing arms and legs.
Which pot of people around did not mention which pot: "But how could Qin Man's blood be all on you? Did he get hit by something? He, he shouldn't ..." Just thinking Thinking about that scene, Yue Wenwen couldn't help but swallowed, and then he continued to finish his speech, "Should he not have to amputate, or something?"
Ji Ran jumped heartily, and blurted out, "That's fine."
Yue Wenwen almost thought he heard it wrong: "What?"
Ji Ran pursed her lips and stopped talking.
If the people inside are stunned, it's okay to be disabled.
He has money, and he keeps it, not to mention the advanced technology and prosthetic limbs.
Just live.
"Xiao Ranyan, you look so pale, aren't you comfortable?" Yue Wenwen sat beside him, worried, "Otherwise you go back first, if you really don't worry, there is a hotel next to this hospital, I will give you Open a room and you take a break. I'll tell you when the operation is over. "
Ji Ran said: "No, don't you have to go to work, you go back first."
"You have all been involved in a car accident. I still care about the broken construction site!" Seeing that his mood was wrong, Yue Wenwen comforted him. The pressure is too great, Qin Man will be fine! "
Although the white car slammed into it sturdyly, fortunately there were a lot of vehicles running on the road and did not give the other party much acceleration space, so the accident was not particularly serious.
If Qin Man didn't unfasten his seat belt and rushed in front of him, it wouldn't hurt him so much.
"Okay." Ji Ran's tone was exhausted. "You can either sit quietly or go back."
Yue Wenwen: "Then the last sentence before I shut up-are you thirsty? Are you hungry? Would you like me to buy you something to eat?"
Ji Ran just wanted to be quiet at this moment, so he said, "Go, buy more."
As soon as Yue Wenwen left, the door of the operating room opened immediately.
Ji Ranteng stood up and almost fell to his knees when he took a step—I wasn't sure if he was scared or sat for too long. His legs were straight and soft.
Several nurses pushed the man out. Qin Manan was lying quietly on the cart, pale, bandaged all over his body, plaster on his right hand, and a neck brace on his neck.
Ji Ran was completely relieved.
The legs are still there, the hands are still there, and so many messy things on the body are alive.
"How is he?" He asked.
The doctor took off the mask and said, "Are you the patient's family?"
Ji Ran nodded, and didn't think about it easily: "I am."
"At present, there are no major problems, no injuries to the organs, a fracture of the right hand, and soft tissue contusion in most parts, especially his left hand. It took a long time to pick out the glass slag. The rest depends on him for the next week Are there any other symptoms ... "
"What are the symptoms?" Ji Ran angrily said, "Can't you check it now?"
The doctor said: "I can't assure you that it is mainly a brain problem. Now there is some concussion. If there are no other symptoms, it will probably recover in a week or two."
"Then when can he wake up?"
"It should be almost after the anesthetic disappears. He may feel dizzy and vomiting after waking up, or forget about recent events, which is normal. It will be fine in a few days."
After hearing the first two sentences, Ji Ran was relieved, and he nodded: "... thank you."
The nurse pushed the person to the ward, took care of everything, and left.
The four-person ward, after the two of them went in, the other patients looked at him consciously or unintentionally.
"Boy, are you okay?" Seeing Ji Ran sitting motionless in front of the hospital bed, the aunt next door couldn't help patting his shoulder.
Ji Ran said: "It's all right."
"You can rest assured, this is an ordinary ward, which shows that your friend's injury is not so serious, just a while later." Aunt cleared his face, and froze, "Young man, you are not badly injured."
Ji Ran's face was also scratched by glass fragments, not heavy, but it was red and purple after applying the potion, which was quite scary.
Ji Ran repeated: "I'm fine."
What else did the aunt want to say, stopped by her husband on the bed, frowning for a while, squeezing his voice and saying, "This man's hair is dyed like this, at first glance, it's foolish, what do you have to do about other people?
The aunt glared at him a few times.
"You got into a hospital with someone fighting yourself, why do you still say that someone else isn't?"
The ward was so big. Rao was how the two controlled the volume, and Ji Ran heard it.
In the usual case, he must have spoken back. But now he only feels really tired, and he doesn't bother to talk.
For a moment, the nurse came into the ward.
"Qin Man." She looked around and called out, "Who is Qin Man's family?"
Ji Ran stood up: "I am."
The nurse handed him the things: "This is his wallet and mobile phone. The police just arrived. You check to see if something has leaked. If you have any questions, please come to the nurse station to find me."
Ji Ran took something: "Okay, thank you."
How could he know what was in Qin Man's wallet.
Nothing else, just keep your important IDs. He sat back in his chair, thinking about a cursory check, and then stunned as soon as he opened the wallet.
The ID is still there, and there are several bank cards in the card bag, including the black card that he originally gave him.
In the photo folder next to it was a small pink note spread out, which said-
"Qin Man is ugly and weird."
The scribbled scribble is random and is the handwriting when he was fourteen.
"..."
No wonder the note disappeared out of thin air, and he couldn't find it later.
Why is this thing in Qin Man's hands, why is Qin Man kept it, and put it in his wallet ...
The person on the bed suddenly moved. Ji Ran was like a thief who happened to be caught by the owner when he was stealing. He immediately closed the wallet tightly, and the two sides of the wallet touched each other with a slight "bang".
Qin Man opened his eyes and saw the man sitting at the bed.
The familiar soft hair was messy at this time, with bandages on his head, no blood on his face, several scars, red eyes, and bloodshot.
"You're awake." Ji Ran put her hand on the table. "Is there any discomfort? Would you like me to call the doctor?"
Qin Man stared at him for a while.
"who are you?"
There was a moment of silence in the ward.
Ji Ran's face collapsed instantly, his mouth opened slightly, and the shock that had been maintained finally cracked, showing panic.
He swallowed, only a moment later to turn around and turned to hurriedly want to ring the call.
As soon as his hand reached out, he was held in vain by the person on the bed.
"Hisse." The anesthetic effect faded, and Qin Man felt a slight pain. He smiled and looked at Jin Jiran's eyes, put away his disguise, "Don't shout. I remember."
Without drinking for a long time, Qin Man's voice was particularly dumb, and his voice was so low that only the two of them could hear it.
"You are the schoolboy I secretly love."
"..."
Qin Man still wanted to say something, and felt that the bare skin on the back of his hand was suddenly hit by something gently, cold.
Ji Ran did not cry when she was in a car accident, did not cry when she was in the disinfection water, and did not cry when she was waiting outside the operating room.
But he couldn't hold himself now.
His inexplicable emotions came particularly turbulent, and even before he came back to his senses, tears flowed out of his eyes.
Ji Ran's nose was red, and he raised his hand to wipe his tears. Who knew that the more he wiped, the more he choked and scolded: "Qin Man, I / Fuck / You / Mom."
Qin Man froze, and immediately panicked his eyes: "Don't cry, why are you crying?"
He also wanted to help Ji Ran wipe his tears, but he didn't have the energy to lift it up.
"You are sick." The harder Ji Ran cried, the harder he scolded, and he sat back again, "It's fun to lie to me? Do you think it's very interesting?"
"It's boring, it's boring." Qin Man put up with pain and coaxed him.
"Or do you think you're standing in front of me? You think you're filming a TV show? Why didn't the car kill you?"
The tears fell more and more, hitting Qin Man's heart.
"You're going to die because I'm dead, what am I going to do?" Ji Ran rushed up in emotions for several hours. "Can I lose your parents' lives?"
Qin Man rarely regrets doing things, but now he wants to cross back and sew his mouth a few minutes ago.
Their conversation was listened to, but the two didn't care, one was crying, the other was coaxing, and it wasn't clear who was lying in the hospital bed. 2k novel reading network