Dip in fire

Chapter 89 Zhong Ning Can't Have a Clear Conscience to Anyone

Zhong Ning feels that he is not a human right now.

After living for 29 years, he has always claimed to be upright and aboveboard, and he has never done anything unclear, even if he has been unable to let go of Zhang Weilan all these years, it means that he can muddle through without any harm.But now, he's really out of character.

Without telling Zhong Pei, Zhang Weilan couldn't be left alone in the ward, and she couldn't just punch Zhang Weilan, tell Zhang Weilan to go away forever, and cut off those entangled things.

Not clean, not up and down, left and right.Deceive, cringe.What kind of reason?Zhong Ning can't have a clear conscience towards anyone, he has become an indecisive coward.

yes.A person like Zhang Weilan is just a jar of colorless and tasteless spirits, who will be drunk once in love.Zhong Ning had to admit that he was wavering.

The position he stood on was actually on the verge of collapse. He had been bombed by Zhang Weilan over and over again and was defeated.

But he couldn't directly hold Zhang Weilan's hand, dragged him in front of Zhong Pei, and stabbed him out with the knife in his hand as desperately as he did when he was young.

What about his courage?

There are good and bad growth, and there is no distinction between good and bad.

That blazing loneliness died in maturity, in the powerless farewell many years ago.

And Zhang Weilan understands everything.That's why Zhang Weilan said: "I know it's difficult for you. But don't just reject me, I will solve the problems one by one."

Coward, is this a long-term ability?Solved, how to solve it?

Zhong Ning was so confused that he pressed the black screen on his phone.

"Don't want to watch it?" Zhang Weilan asked Zhong Ning with his dark eyes moving.

Zhong Ning frowned, he was so annoyed that he wanted to peel off his own skin.He stood up, put his cell phone into his pocket, and slowly pulled the pull tab on his jacket.

"Hey young man, are you going to stay with me tonight?" Seeing that Zhong Ning was about to leave, the sister-in-law asked casually.

Zhong Ning opened his mouth, feeling as if his throat was tightly strangled by a big hand.

"He doesn't stay with you at night." Zhang Weilan said, "I'm fine, so I don't need to stay with me at night."

"Hey, isn't it the Chinese New Year?" The sister-in-law smiled awkwardly and sighed again, "It's not easy for you young people to work hard outside, and you don't go home during the Chinese New Year. Although you have friends to take care of you when you are sick, this For those who celebrate Chinese New Year, the parents at home will definitely not feel good when they know about it.”

This sister-in-law has a straightforward temper, she is a little too enthusiastic, and she doesn't think too much about what she says.Zhang Weilan just smiled at her briefly, but didn't respond.

——Where does he have those people who would "not like it".He's long gone, not for many years.

Zhong Ning looked at Zhang Weilan with an ugly expression.On the contrary, Zhang Weilan was fine, and said flatly: "Go back early, it's too late and it's not safe."

"You came here on a motorcycle?" Zhang Weilan asked.

Zhong Ning gave an "um" with difficulty, as if there were [-] sharp claws scratching at his chest.

"Can you send me a text message when you get home?" Zhang Weilan asked tentatively, "It's too late, I don't worry."

Zhong Ning hesitated for a while, then said lightly, "It's thirty today, and there are no cars or people on the road."

Zhang Weilan nodded and smiled again: "Then you go quickly. Be careful."

Zhong Ning stood by the bed and looked at Zhang Weilan for a while, then turned up his collar, pulled the ring of the clothes under his chin, turned and walked out of the ward.

The dumplings fell on the table, Zhong Ning forgot to take them away.Seeing Zhong Ning's back disappear behind the door, Zhang Weilan turned her face to look at the cold dumplings on the table.

After a long time, Zhang Weilan murmured, "I'm sorry."

—I'm sorry I forced you to come to me so meanly.

The smell of the hospital is really pungent and disgusting.Zhong Ning was walking in the corridor, he couldn't help shivering when he was blown by the cold wind in the hallway.

There were three little girls sitting in the nurse's station. When Zhong Ning passed by, he saw each of them nibbling a piece of chocolate.

"It's really unlucky to be on duty tonight. My boyfriend quarreled with me again... Is it true that all nurses are at odds with their families?" A young nurse sighed.

Another nurse said: "You also have to understand others. On New Year's Eve, your boyfriend wants to bring you home a meal. If you say no, I will work the night shift tonight. Who would be happy?"

"Why can't he understand me?"

"Oh, it's not easy. We're pretty good. Look at the patients. They don't feel well after Chinese New Year. They have to stay in the hospital for surgery, injections, medicine, and suffering."

"Well, it's okay if someone is with you. There are two people in our department who are hospitalized by themselves. God... I don't dare to think about that feeling. Do you know? It's just the old lady in bed five, her son is gone, My daughter-in-law has also remarried, no one has ever visited the hospital I visited last month, and today I celebrate the New Year by myself..."

Zhong Ning couldn't move anymore, let alone listen.

He seemed to have been hit head-on with a mallet suddenly, turned around and walked a few steps quickly, almost slapping the table with his palm.

The little nurses were dumbfounded.

Zhong Ning let out a sigh of relief, feeling that his belly was not working hard, and it was really hard to breathe: "I'm sorry."

He couldn't hold his breath, but he opened his mouth and asked the nurse in a daze, "How do you rent the nurse's bed here?"

——The question has already been asked, so it cannot be taken back.

......

When Zhong Ning reappeared in front of Zhang Weilan holding an escort bed, Zhang Weilan felt that she must be crazy.

He almost wanted to be dragged to the bed by Zhong Ning in front of others, hold him down, and hold him tightly in his arms.

"You...you are?" Zhang Weilan caught Zhong Ning's back with his eyes, and couldn't understand what he said.

Zhong Ning ignored him, only turned his back to Zhang Weilan, bent down to prop up the accompanying bed.

"The young man is back again?" asked the sister-in-law.

"Yeah." Zhong Ning responded, "For those who are celebrating Chinese New Year, I have nothing to do, so I'll just stay with you for one night."

"It's Chinese New Year, it's good to have someone to accompany you." The sister-in-law looked at the old man on the bed again, "Dad, we will be with you tonight."

The old man's eyes had already been fully closed. He didn't know if he was asleep or not, and if he could hear him. Anyway, he didn't make any noise or respond.

"Let's pull it down. Dad likes to be lively, but now it's like this... just after the New Year's Eve. Besides, the three of us, why are we all sleeping here?" The elder brother frowned, "You should hurry up and take the child Go home and see how sleepy the child is."

The boy was indeed so sleepy that he lay down beside the bed and yawned.

They were still thinking about tonight's arrangements, Zhong Ning made the head of the bed, and sat on it directly.He saw the dumplings falling on the table again.

Zhong Ning got up again to get the dumplings, and then sat back on the escort bed with his back to Zhang Weilan.

After a while, the sister-in-law was persuaded, she put on her coat and went home first with her drowsy son.

Zhang Weilan kept staring at Zhong Ning's back: "Zhong Ning, you..."

"Don't talk." Zhong Ning said.He holds the dumplings in both hands.Dumplings have long been thoroughly cold.

Zhong Ning was not hungry, and his stomach was even uncomfortable.But he opened the grocery bag anyway.Zhong Ning didn't go to the nurse to borrow the microwave oven, he just ate the whole bag of cold dumplings one by one.

I don't know if there are any so-called "unattractive" dumplings made by Zhong Pei in it.Zhong Ning saw that the dumplings all looked similar, they all looked like small ingots.

"It's all cold, it's not good for the stomach. Drink some warm water." When Zhong Ning ate the last dumpling, Zhang Weilan said suddenly.

——A person who suffered from stomach bleeding and was lying on the hospital bed can still say this while licking his face.

Zhong Ning rolled up the food bag and threw it into the trash can, thinking in his heart: "Didn't I tell you to stop talking? Can't you just stop talking?"

Zhong Ning stood up and poured himself a glass of water in silence.He didn't ask, didn't speak, poured a cup for Zhang Weilan and put it by the table, then went to the accompanying bed and lay down on his side.

The elder brother over there was almost tossing, and the light on the roof of the shed immediately went out with a "snap" switch.

Zhang Weilan slowly sat up straight from the bed, feeling the darkness and holding the water poured by Zhong Ning in his palm.He held it in both hands, the water temperature was just right, neither hot nor cold, this temperature could well iron Zhang Weilan's delicate stomach.

Zhang Weilan lowered her head and saw the darkness projected in the water. With a light flick of her wrist, the ripples were all dark.

Zhang Weilan drank the water, and the warm water trickled down his throat.He put down the cup, lay sideways on the hospital bed, and looked at Zhong Ning's back.

That night, Zhang Weilan and Zhong Ning had their own thoughts, no one spoke, and no one even turned around.

Zhang Weilan fell asleep very late.Even though he slept late, with Zhong Ning beside him, on the first day of the new year, he might have a good night's sleep.

Unsurprisingly, Zhong Ning completely suffered from insomnia.The escort bed was too narrow and too hard, and the spacious Simmons at home couldn't compare to it. The thin-skinned and tender Master Zhong committed suicide all night, looking forward to the whiteness of fish belly seeping from the cracks in the curtains.

Zhong Ning struggled to get up from the bed, half of his body was numb, and sat there for a long while before standing up.

It was still early, the old man and elder brother were still asleep, and Zhang Weilan hadn't woken up either.

The room was terribly quiet, the sound of breathing was infinitely amplified, and it was mixed in the ear.Zhong Ning almost rubbed the soles of his shoes on the ground, for fear of making a noise and disturbing others' dreams.

Zhong Ning moved slowly to Zhang Weilan's bedside, pressing the bed lightly with his palm.Pressing the quilt with his palm, he pressed it bit by bit, and bent down to look at Zhang Weilan's sleeping face for a while.

Zhang Weilan slept peacefully, his eyelashes drooping slightly, his dry lips were peeling, his breathing was slow and regular, and his chest rose and fell shallowly.

Zhong Ning watched for a while, straightened up, and finally walked out of the ward without making a sound.

Zhong Ning went to the toilet to wash his face.The winter morning was bitter, and the smell of the hospital that disgusted him was also very cold.

Zhong Ning had cold water droplets on his face, letting the moisture evaporate and take away the temperature on his skin. When he reached the door on the first floor, he felt that the pores on his face could freeze.

"Hey, are you so early?" I just ran into the warm-hearted sister-in-law last night.

The sister-in-law was holding an insulated box in her hand: "Go out to eat?"

"Ah." Zhong Ning responded indiscriminately, pulled his cold face, smiled at the sister-in-law, and said politely, "Sister-in-law is here so early?"

"Yeah." The sister-in-law said and lifted the lunch box in her hand, "I can't stay at home, so I made food for their father and son early in the morning."

Zhong Ning nodded and stared at the heat preservation box, as if he could smell the hot fragrance inside.

Such is life.Too much sourness, pain, and procrastination. If you can hold hot porridge in your hands, on a cold morning, with your family and lover, no matter where you are, looking at each other's face through the steaming heat, it is enough to be called "lucky" Word it.At this time, the most tangled "lose" or "possession" seems to be insignificant.

"They were still asleep when I left," Zhong Ning said.

The eldest sister quickly said: "Oh, then I have to keep my voice down, so as not to disturb them."

"Tsk, it's too early, too early, but it's already seven o'clock...how about I sit outside for a while..." The sister-in-law went into the hospital talking to herself.

Zhong Ning walked out of the hospital gate, taking a deep breath of air-conditioning. He took out his mobile phone from his pocket, managed to find the breakfast shop at home, and ordered porridge for Zhang Weilan.