Dip in fire

Chapter 76 He is the culprit

Vienna Hotel, room [-] on the [-]th floor.

Zhang Weilan lay on the soft mattress, sleeping unconsciously.

He howled when his phone rang.Opening his eyes, his headache cracked: "Hello."

Throat is also cracked.

When he answered the phone, his consciousness was blurred, Zhang Weilan didn't look at the caller ID, so he was defenseless at the moment, and his ears were cracked by the high-pitched voice on the phone.

——It was his baby sister, Zhang Yanhuan.

"Brother! What are you doing? Why didn't you answer my phone? Are you scaring me to death?" Xiao Huan yelled at Zhang Weilan on the phone, "I called your cell phone many times!"

"..." Zhang Weilan swallowed hard and moistened her throat so that her voice would not be so unpleasant, "I'm sorry, I just woke up. Did you make a lot of phone calls?"

"Of course a lot..." Xiao Huan on the other end paused, and his voice softened, "Your voice is hoarse. Is it because the north is too dry?"

Xiao Huan chattered back and forth: "Are you sick again? You don't usually get up so late. I told you not to go, don't go, just take a few days of sick leave, and let your body recover first. Why don't you get up so late? Just don't listen?"

Zhang Weilan closed her eyes, wishing she could cover Xiao Huan's mouth with her own hands.

Xiao Huan was entrusted to Zhu Ying and Lin Boyang, and she has been taken care of all the time. She really didn't suffer any grievances and grew up properly.

She has grown from a little girl to a young girl, and she is supposed to enjoy her youth every day. Zhang Weilan is really puzzled, how she has learned to eat carrots and worry less.What's worse, all the radish roots were thrown at Zhang Weilan's face.

Xiao Huan has never dared to stab her brother, and she is still talking nicely: "If you want you to call me every day, you won't call me. Do you know how worried I am? I'm really afraid that you will faint again. In a hotel, in a faint on the street. You..."

"Okay." Zhang Weilan couldn't listen anymore, he sat up from the bed, grabbed his hair, "Stop messing around."

Sitting for a while probably stretched the calf's stomach, Zhang Weilan's stomach twitched again, and he couldn't help but gasped.

"...What's the matter?" Xiao Huan's ears were sharp and she heard it right away.

"It's nothing." Zhang Weilan bent over.

I had been on an empty stomach for too long, and I took another handful of medicine last night, and my steel-reinforced stomach had to protest, not to mention the scum in Zhang Weilan's belly.

The stomach suddenly hurt badly, and a sour gas flowed upwards. Zhang Weilan's throat was sore, she quickly covered her mouth, dropped the phone and ran to the bathroom.

"Brother? Brother?" Xiao Huan was still calling.

Zhang Weilan didn't have time to care about her, he knelt on the ground, grabbed the toilet, and vomited the acid water.

After vomiting, it stopped.Zhang Weilan changed from kneeling to squatting, put it on the side of the toilet for a while, and then stood up, gargling and mouthwashing.

Coming out of the bathroom, Zhang Weilan subconsciously went to grab the cell phone that she had left on the bed.He froze for a moment—he was still on the phone.Xiaohuan didn't hang up.

"Brother?" Xiao Huan should have heard movement from Zhang Weilan's side, and Xiao Huan called him.

"Yeah." Zhang Weilan held the phone to her ear and sat down beside the bed.

Stomach still hurts.He began to sweat again.

"You just threw up?" Xiao Huan asked, "Your stomach hurts again, doesn't it?"

Zhang Weilan sighed and said vaguely, "I'm fine."

Xiao Huan was silent for a while: "No. You go to the hospital today. In the afternoon, no, right away."

Zhang Weilan didn't want to go to the hospital, but he was too lazy to mess with Xiao Huan, so he simply said perfunctorily, "Okay, got it."

What the fuck/does my brother do? As a younger sister, it's clear. ——Zhang Weilan can't even believe a punctuation mark when he says this kind of thing.

Xiao Huan didn't give up, she was very subtle, and sometimes she tried to treat Zhang Weilan: "Then you remember to take a picture of the registration slip for me to see."

"You..." Zhang Weilan rubbed her stomach twice with her hands, and thought, "Got it."

Xiao Huan exhaled softly, and within a second she rambled on: "You haven't eaten yet, do you want some porridge? Bro, which hotel are you staying at? I'll order takeaway for you? But do you have to go to the hospital on an empty stomach? ah?"

"Stop." Zhang Weilan felt very uncomfortable. He stood up and went to boil a pot of hot water first. "Stop talking. I really admire you."

Xiao Huan immediately shut up.Her family's bastard brother is very difficult to deal with, and it is not appropriate to say one more sentence or one sentence less.Xiao Huan sighed, and could only instruct with concern: "Don't forget the registration form."

Zhang Weilan was silent for a moment: "Yes. That's fine, I'll hang up first if it's nothing."

Look, she hung up the phone.

After hanging up Xiaohuan's phone, Zhang Weilan boiled the water.Hearing the sound of the kettle "snurling", Zhang Weilan sat back on the bed, leaning the back of his head against the wall, pressing his stomach with one hand, and picked up the phone again with the other.

I was startled when I saw this - Xiao Huan actually called him six missed calls.

He should not be sleeping, he must be dead asleep.Almost fainted.

The corners of Zhang Weilan's mouth were tense, his stomach twitched, and he saw another text message on his phone.

After opening the text message, Zhang Weilan shook her hand and almost dropped the phone.

The person who wrote the letter clearly displayed two words: "Zhong Ning".

This number was saved by him only yesterday.Zhong Ning sent him a text message.

Zhang Weilan stared at the phone so hard that she forgot about her stomachache.

"How are you? Are you feeling better?"

Zhang Weilan stared for a long time.The screen of the phone goes black automatically.The sound of boiling water gradually decreased, became smaller, and finally disappeared.Zhang Weilan tightly squeezed the phone, gently curled up her ailing body, resting her forehead on her knees.

After a long time, Zhang Weilan raised her head and rubbed the phone with her fingertips.

Zhong Ning's text message has been sent for a while.

Zhang Weilan's fingertips were trembling, and he couldn't grasp the words well. After repeated many times, he typed a line to reply: "I'm fine. When are you free? Let's meet again and treat you to dinner."

Before sending it out, Zhang Weilan paused again.He was already sweating because of a stomachache or answering a text message.

Zhang Weilan stared at Zhong Ning's news again, gritted her teeth, and changed "Let's meet again" to "I want to see you".

"I'm fine. When are you free? I want to see you and treat you to dinner."

Send the key a little, followed by an agonizing wait.

Zhang Weilan fooled himself with a bowl of porridge to drink, but unfortunately he put it down after taking two sips. His eyes were always on the phone, and his mind was not on the porridge bowl. No matter how his stomach was working, he didn't take back a little bit of his heart .

It is impossible for him to miss any message, including Xiaohuan's: "Brother, have you gone to the hospital? If you don't go, I will book a plane ticket to find you."

Zhang Weilan: "..."

He is no match for this hapless sister.Zhang Weilan had no choice but to change clothes, go out and take a taxi to the hospital.The phone was always in his hand.

At the entrance of the hospital, he finally waited for Zhong Ning's text message: "I'm busy at the end of the year, let's talk about it when I have a chance. Pay attention to your health."

Zhang Weilan seemed to have suddenly fallen into black ash.

Between them, why can they only talk like this?Polite, stiff, and unfamiliar, there is an indistinct distance and conflict between the lines.

Yes.this is necessary.

It depends on time, on Zhang Weilan herself.Back then, he turned around and left, betraying all of Zhong Ning's efforts and throwing Zhong Ning away with his own hands.

Isn't this what he caused?He is the culprit.

"Sir? The doctor is here." The driver called Zhang Weilan for the third time.

"Huh? Ah, sorry." Zhang Weilan took out the change from his pocket and handed it to the driver, "Here, thank you."

The driver took the change, glanced at Zhang Weilan from the rearview mirror, and couldn't help but said, "Are you okay? You look so bad."

I don't know if Zhang Weilan's complexion was so bad that he was about to die, or the driver was too enthusiastic.The driver said again: "Are you going to the hospital by yourself? How about I take you in? Do you need help?"

"It's okay, no need." Zhang Weilan opened the door and got out of the car.

As soon as the soles of his feet touched the ground, there was a gust of wind, which almost threw him back into the car again.

Zhang Weilan paused, coughed a few times, closed the car door and entered the hospital.

The driver watched him go in before stepping on the accelerator and leaving.

"Have you got it?" Yan Jianghe asked Zhong Ning on the phone.

Zhong Ning got over his alcohol and came to the doctor in the middle of the afternoon to get medicine for his stepfather. Unfortunately, he caught up with Yan Jiang and He Lunxiu, so he could only communicate by phone.

Zhong Ning's stepfather is fine in everything, but he is old and his heart is not at peace.Zhong Ning asked Yan Jianghe for help, and bought some imported medicine every month.

"Well, I've got it, and I'll send it to Uncle later." Zhong Ning said, looking down at the small medicine box in his hand.

"That's fine, if there is no problem, you should take less medicine." Yan Jianghe suffered from an occupational disease, "You should pay more attention to your diet, especially alcohol. If you can't drink it, don't drink it."

"Yeah, I know. He and my mother have been married for a few years, and the entertainment has been reduced a lot." Zhong Ning laughed, "It's really a doctor's love to talk, it's not fake at all."

"Get out." Yan Jianghe scolded with a smile, "I'll hang up first, I'm still busy."

"Yes." Zhong Ning put the phone back into his pocket.

The hospital is not a cheap place, but there are many people all year round.The smell of disinfectant makes the nose itchy.Zhong Ning walked out along the corridor, glanced around, and saw that there were rows of people in front of the registration window.

Zhong Ning wrapped his coat tightly, walked out from the crowd, raised his eyes, and saw someone.

What a mess.I met the ferryman when I crossed the river-what a coincidence.Unexpectedly, the ferryman capsized and those who crossed the river would drown at the mouth of the river.

That is Zhang Weilan.The face is that of Zhang Weilan, and the jacket is still the one from yesterday.

Zhang Weilan walked in front and did not see Zhong Ning behind him.Zhong Ning stood still and couldn't move his feet.His mouth opened slightly, but no sound came out.

Zhong Ning subconsciously reached out to touch the cell phone in his pocket.After receiving Zhang Weilan's reply letter, Zhong Ning searched for it for a long time but did not reply.

He read Zhang Weilan's text messages over and over several times, and finally fixed his eyes on the four words "I want to see you".

After a bout of drunkenness, the shock of seeing each other suddenly poured out together with some inexplicable evil energy, and they finally stopped causing trouble.Although Zhong Ning is clear about the truth, but...

Zhong Ning asked himself, he was really not sure to sit face to face with Zhang Weilan and have a good meal.

Confused, he became hypocritical, and replied Zhang Weilan, "I'm busy at the end of the year."

This is an excuse.Zhong Ning understands, and Zhang Weilan must also understand.Their way, from left to right, has been cut off.It's already broken.Then forget it.

Yes, or "forget it".Just keep each other safe and not provoke each other. This is the best ending, and it is what Zhang Weilan has always hoped for.

With sharp eyes, Zhong Ning saw Zhang Weilan carrying a small bag of medicine in his hand. It was a little far away, and he couldn't see clearly, but there was indeed a white flat-mouth sticker on the back of the hand holding the medicine.

It must have just been infused.

There was no one around Zhang Weilan, he came by himself.

Zhong Ning stood against the wall, watching Zhang Weilan walk out of the hospital gate, into the cold wind, and disappear.

Zhong Ning took out his mobile phone from his pocket, wishing he could stare at the screen of the mobile phone.He still made a phone call.

The call was to Yan Jianghe.

"What's the matter?" Yan Jianghe was a little anxious, "Tell me something quickly. It's only a minute, I'm busy here..."

Being urged like this, Zhong Ning didn't have time to think about it, so he could only open his mouth and say, "Is there a record of going to your hospital to see a doctor?"

Yan Jianghe: "Well, yes, isn't this nonsense."

Zhong Ning lowered his eyes to look at the thin gap between the two floor tiles, his Adam's apple moved: "Find someone for me, I want to know how his illness is. Today, no, he just went to your hospital I saw it, it just happened."

"Who? A patient from our thoracic surgery department?" Yan Jianghe asked casually.

"It's not chest. Maybe stomach or something..."

"...Maybe?" Yan Jianghe was stunned, then paused for a moment, and said, "What else can you look for in 'maybe'? I can't find other departments. Besides, doctors can't divulge patients' privacy."

"Help me, I... just want to know." Zhong Ning sighed, his voice suddenly weakened.Like an unlucky guy who just lost his fortune, "He has a terrible stomachache and a fever. I'm really worried."

Yan Jianghe did not speak for a while, and after a while he clicked his tongue: "Let me ask if Director Fang of the Department of Gastroenterology is here today...but not now, you have to wait. Ah yes, that sick child What's your name?"

"Zhang Weilan." Zhong Ning said.

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