The husband and wife of a wealthy school

Chapter 81

There was an operation in the afternoon, which lasted until eight o'clock in the evening, and I missed dinner.At eight o'clock, Zhao Yan came out of the hospital and was walking towards the parking lot. The phone in his pocket rang, and he took out the phone to look at the call. It was Yue Qingqing's call, and Zhao Yan picked it up: "Hello, sister?"

Yue Qingqing: "Yanyan, do you have time now?"

Zhao Yan: "Just came out of the hospital, I have time."

"It's been a long time since we got together, come to the restaurant, Yan Cheng is back, let's get together."

Zhao Yan's hand holding the car door stopped, "Yan Cheng is in the restaurant?"

Yue Qingqing: "That's right, come here quickly, come and persuade, the two of you are drinking more and more."

Yue Qingqing was counting today's income behind the counter just now. It was past eight o'clock, and there were still many customers in the restaurant.Yan Cheng, who was drinking with Liu Guohua at the table by the window, swayed over while drinking.

"Sister Qing, I have troubled you for the past few years. You have managed the restaurant so well." Yan Cheng rested his elbow on the counter, gray suit sleeves, black marble countertop, white fingers on the countertop Light it up one at a time.

"Yancheng, what are you talking about? I'm also getting a salary to make money for myself. I would come here as soon as I had time before I graduated from the research institute. But after I got busy with work, I came less frequently. By the way, you This time back to T City, have you seen Yanyan?"

Yan Cheng: "I haven't seen it much."

"It's been so many years, I called to ask if he has time, call him over, you three get together?"

Yan Cheng withdrew his arm on the table, "Okay. Sister Qing, if Guohua treats you badly, tell me and I'll take care of him."

This sentence and Yan Cheng's childish tone when he said this sentence are too easy to remind people of the past, they are old couples, Yue Qingqing will still blush, "He is very good to me, you and Yanyan are not the same I'm young, and it's a lifelong event, so hurry up."

She had heard Liu Guohua mention the matter between Yan Cheng and Zhao Yan. No matter what, these two people were kind to her, and she only hoped that they would live happily ever after.

□□ o’clock is the most beautiful time in the city at night, the neon lights are shining brightly, and the whole city is decorated with colorful lights like epiphyllum blooming in the night. .

Zhao Yan parked the car on the side of the road and walked into a men's clothing store.He was on night shift last night, and the clothes on his body had been worn for two days, and they were so crumpled that he could smell the disinfectant on them.

I just had an operation, and I took a shower in the dressing room supporting the operating room, and my hair was still half wet.

The salesperson greeted him with a professional smile: "Welcome to Hai Lan's home, sir, can you show me the clothes?"

Zhao Yan: "Yes, please help me choose a suit, just something I can wear now, something more casual, please hurry up, I'm in a hurry."

The salesperson picked out a set of linen trousers and a blue casual suit. Zhao Yan tried them on and they fit well.

"Just this set."

Cut off the tags of new clothes and wear them directly, and carry the old clothes in shopping bags.He hasn't bought clothes for himself for a long time, and he rarely buys this brand of men's clothing.

When Zhao Yan arrived, there were not many customers in the restaurant, and there were scattered people sitting at a few tables eating and chatting while admiring the night through the glass curtain wall.

Liu Guohua and Yan Cheng sat at a table in the corner, half drunk.

Zhao Yan walked over, looked at the plates of appetizers on the table, and said, "I just had the operation and I haven't had dinner yet, do you want to eat something else?"

Yan Cheng turned his head and looked out of the window. Under the dark sky outside the window, there were bright lights of Wanjia.

"I don't want to eat," Liu Guohua pushed Yan Cheng, "Ah Cheng, do you want something to eat?"

Yan Cheng: "Don't eat."

"Then don't regret it. I'll make fried noodles. I'll eat it alone. You two will watch." Zhao Yan took off his coat, put on a white V-neck and long sleeves, and went to the back kitchen.

His coat was placed on the chair opposite Yan Cheng, a blue suit jacket.Drunkness rose in Yan Cheng's eyes, and he sipped the wine in the glass one after another. At the same time, his drunken eyes stared straight at the coat, as if he could see flowers.

Liu Guohua was much more drunk than Yan Cheng, and his wine quality was not good. He kicked Yan Cheng's foot under the table, and said in a voice that couldn't straighten his tongue: "Ah Cheng, I think you are like a bitter woman. If you don't want to let go , you should go up, just go up..."

Yan Cheng didn't bother to talk to a drunk, Liu Guohua fell drunk on the table while talking.

Yan Cheng waved towards the counter: "Sister Qing, your man is drunk, take him away quickly."

Yue Qingqing called two waiters and carried the drunk to a small room in the restaurant.

A long time ago, she and Yueli lived in this small room, and now, this is the lounge for the restaurant staff.

Zhao Yan came out with the fried sauce noodles he had made for himself, and found that Yan Cheng was the only one left on the table.He brought a small bowl, filled a small bowl of fried sauce noodles for Yan Cheng, and put it on the table in front of him, "Try it and see if my skills have improved."

After finishing speaking, he sat down on the chair opposite and buried himself in eating.

He had a few mouthfuls of food in the hospital cafeteria at noon, and after standing on the operating table for four or five hours in the afternoon, he was really hungry.

Seeing that he was eating so deliciously, Yan Cheng was also aroused a bit of appetite, picked up the noodles in the bowl, took a sip, his taste buds were paralyzed by the alcohol, tasted the strong aroma of meat sauce, took a bite, the noodles were smooth and chewy, Fragrant to the bone.

Bringing back the memories buried in the bones, the night suddenly became melancholy and ambiguous...

Occasionally, Zhao Yan looked up and saw that Yan Cheng's small bowl was empty, and asked, "Are you still eating? I can make you another bowl."

"Don't eat."

Zhao Yan lowered his head and continued to eat. Yan Cheng's eyes fell on his left hand which was placed by the bowl. The nails were cut very short, exposing the protruding finger pulp. on white.

After Zhao Yan finished eating the noodles, he looked up at Yan Cheng, and followed his gaze to see his hands, his fingers flinched uncontrollably.

"what happened?"

Yan Cheng: "Why are your hands whiter than your face?"

Zhao Yan laughed. He didn't expect Yan Cheng to ask such a question, "Because of frequent operations, hands need to be disinfected and iodine applied. I went to North Africa for two years and got tanned."

When he looked into Yan Cheng's eyes, the inside was hazy, like a layer of frosted glass, so he was drunk.

Yan Cheng didn't look drunk at all and stood up, "I'm drunk, take me home."

Zhao Yan: "Do you want me to make you a bowl of hangover soup, drink it before leaving?"

Yan Cheng: "Don't drink, you take me home."

Just like this, he was so drunk that he didn't even know what he was talking about, and no one would feel relieved to let him drive home alone!

Zhao Yan picked up his coat and said, "Let's go."

Yan Cheng walked in front, and Zhao Yan followed him, watching him carefully all the time, so don't accidentally bump into the pillar.

The people walked steadily to the downstairs of Huiyuan Building. Zhao Yan was about to take him to his Lavida when a black car came from nowhere and stopped in front of them.

Assistant Jiang opened the driver's seat door and got out of the car, looking at Yan Cheng: "Boss Yan, this way."

Yan Cheng frowned, and said with displeasure: "Who asked you to come?"

Assistant Jiang felt that he was innocent, "Didn't I drive you here? You went up, and I waited below until you came out, and I took you home."

He has never been so filial to his mother!

Yan Cheng: "I have a very important document left in the company, you go to pick it up now, it's on the desk, pick it up and deliver it to my place of residence."

"Then you..." Assistant Jiang didn't see Zhao Yan on the side until then, and immediately stopped before finishing speaking, pointing at Zhao Yan in surprise: "You... aren't you that white Lavida?!"

Assistant Jiang was about to say, so you know each other.

Yan Cheng spoke first: "Why, Assistant Jiang, do you know him?"

In a word, while leaving myself clean, remind Assistant Jiang to pay attention to the evil coming from the mouth.

Assistant Jiang immediately changed his words: "It was a misunderstanding. One of my buddies and I accidentally hit his car last time." Then he said to Zhao Yan, "I'm sorry, we have already paid the fine and compensation to the police."

Zhao Yan felt that Yan Cheng's assistant just happened to run away with him. This coincidence was somewhat unreasonable, but he didn't say anything at this time.

Yan Cheng: "Assistant Jiang, are you still leaving?"

"Let's go, let's go." Assistant Jiang walked halfway and then turned back: "Mr. Yan, I'm leaving, what do you do? How about I leave the car for you? But I seem to smell that you've been drinking."

Yan Cheng thought, after staying by his side for so many years, why is he still so blind!

Zhao Yan: "I drove here, I will take him back."

Damn, I really know each other!Assistant Jiang almost exclaimed, so... what was going on that day? !

Fortunately, he didn't exclaim out loud, otherwise, tomorrow morning, he would receive a call from the company's personnel department. The content of the call was as follows: I heard Mr. Yan said that you voluntarily asked to give up all paid holidays in the next two years, We sincerely admire your dedication.

Assistant Jiang drove away, Yan Cheng stood still, Zhao Yan pulled him down, stretched out three fingers and waved in front of his eyes: "Yan Cheng, what is this?"

In fact, he wasn't completely drunk. He had made a lot of money in the past ten years. He didn't know how much, and he didn't know why he wanted so much money. While making a lot of money, he also drank a lot of himself.

He looked at the three fingers shaking and shaking, feeling a little hot, and said, "Two."

Sure enough, he was drunk, Zhao Yan thought.

Opening the car door, carefully helping the person into the co-pilot, and closing the door, Zhao Yan walked around the front of the car and sat in the driver's seat.

The white Lavida slowly backed out of the parking space. Zhao Yan glanced at Yan Cheng and said, "Yan Cheng, seat belt."

People listen but don't hear, don't move.

Zhao Yan repeated: "Yan Cheng, seat belt."

The person still didn't move.

Are you asleep?Zhao Yan unbuttoned his seat belt and looked closer, but he didn't fall asleep, and his eyes were slightly squinted.The eyes are big at first, but when they are squinted, they form a long half-moon-shaped arc protruding obliquely upwards. The upper row of thick eyelashes intersects with the lower row.

There was no way, no one would move if they were asleep or not, so Zhao Yan leaned over to fasten the seat belt on him.

With a sound of "dang", the sound of the safety belt being put into the slot, Zhao Yan just lifted up when someone grabbed his wrist suddenly.

Zhao Yan looked at Yan Cheng in surprise, and Yan Cheng's hazy and charming eyes opened.

Yan Cheng didn't look at Zhao Yan, he looked straight at the hand that was holding his wrist, the skin was fine and smooth, without flesh, the back of the hand and fingers were very thin, the fingertips were thin, and the nails that were too short showed pale skin. Pink fingertips.

Once, those hands still had chilblains, they washed his clothes, cleaned his room, cooked him food, touched every inch of his skin, and brought him unspeakable throbbing.Now, unbeknownst to him for many years, it was the surgeon's hand.

Zhao Yan felt that his breathing had stopped, his heartbeat was accelerating, and the heat rising from his lower abdomen was like a ferocious monster, which could swallow him up in an instant.He watched Yan Cheng helplessly, Yan Cheng pulled his fingers to his mouth, and kissed carefully, his hot breath sprayed on his palm.

The lips touched by his fingertips were unbelievably soft, unbelievably hot, carrying a trace of electric current, destroying people's reason inch by inch.

People often say that the ten fingers connect to the heart, and the fingertips are the places where the sensory nerve endings are most densely distributed.

The lips linger on the fingers, from the fingertips to the back of the hand, and from the back of the hand to the fingertips, as if worshiping.The lips parted slightly, revealing the white teeth, flashing past.

The moment Yan Cheng took his index finger in his mouth, there was a huge roar in Zhao Yan's head, he leaned over, pulled out his finger, and kissed the lips that were haunting his fingertips fiercely.

Repression, has been suppressing, some things have been suppressed for a long time, once they rebound, they will have unimaginable power.For example, longing.

It's more like biting than kissing. Slowly, there is a faint smell of blood in the mixed mouth.There was a tingling pain on Zhao Yan's tongue, and he was bitten again.

"drop……"

An impatient car horn came flying from the sky, breaking the ambiguity that was so thick that it couldn't be resolved.

Zhao Yan's car stopped halfway, blocking the way of others.

Zhao Yan blushed, panting, moved away from Yan Cheng, started the car, and started on the road again.

He lowered the windows on both sides, and it was hot, too hot.The cool night breeze blows in, blowing away the ambiguity and calming down the passion.

The blush on Zhao Yan's face and neck has not subsided, and the car window has been lowered to blow a cool breeze, but he still feels burned.

Look ahead, look at the road ahead, pass by street lights, and pass by car lights.He couldn't help but kept thinking in his mind, what kind of smell is it? It's not the unique clear fragrance of Yan Cheng before, but what kind of smell he smelled on Yan Cheng just now, it can make people think of leaves in the sun...

When the car reached an intersection, Zhao Yancai suddenly realized that he had been driving in the direction of his home!

Slamming on the brakes, Zhao Yan turned to look at Yan Cheng, who turned his head out of the window without moving.

Zhao Yan: "Yan Cheng, where do you live?"

"The prosperity of the world." Yan Cheng's voice was slightly hoarse.

The four words that Yan Cheng said in an ordinary tone fell in Zhao Yan's ears, like fireworks exploding in the boundless night.

Tears welled up in Zhao Yan's eyes, rolling down his cheeks silently.

Yan Cheng didn't look back: "Don't get me wrong, I just returned to China not long ago, and I haven't found a place to live yet, so I'm staying there temporarily."

Zhao Yan: "Is Bao'er still there?"

Yan Cheng: "It's gone."

Zhao Yan drove the car into the college area and onto the road lined with sycamore trees on both sides.In the past few years, urban planning, road reconstruction, and many roads in the college area have been rectified, and there has been no passive movement here.

The sycamore trees grew taller and thicker, and the autumn wind swept the fallen leaves, and the road illuminated by the headlights was covered with a layer of dry yellow fallen leaves.

That year, in the early summer when phoenix trees were full of flowers, after he left Yancheng, he never came to Shengshiqingcheng again.

At the bottom of Building E, Assistant Jiang was squatting on the steps in front of the building, counting leaves, with documents in his hand.

He heard from his ancestors that it was a very important document, and it could cost hundreds of millions of dollars. He went to the company to pick up the document as quickly as possible, and delivered it as quickly as possible. However, he went up and knocked on the door for a long time , found that people have not come back!

He came down and waited downstairs.

Seeing the white car approaching, he immediately stood up and walked over.

"Boss Yan, the documents you want."

Assistant Jiang said to Zhao Yan: "It's hard to find here, isn't it? You must have detoured for a long time and took a few detours to get around."

"Mr. Yan, look, I just said that this place is not good, you still insist on living here, I found you a house close to the company, you still don't like it..."

"Assistant Jiang, I think it's time for you to go home?" Yan Cheng gritted his molars and said.

Assistant Jiang was so familiar with this tone of clenching his molars, he understood in seconds, looked up at the sky, it was getting dark, it was time to go home.

After taking two steps in the direction of the black Mercedes, he fell back again, looked at Yan Cheng's lips, and made sure he hadn't misread, "Boss Yan, what's wrong with your mouth? It's swollen and tall, do you want me to buy it for you?" A bottle of toilet water to repel mosquitoes, or an ointment for promoting blood circulation and reducing swelling?"

Yan Cheng glanced over with uneasy eyes, the meaning was in his eyes...

Assistant Jiang: "No, I mean, isn't there a shareholders' meeting tomorrow, and your attendance with a swollen mouth like this will affect the company's image."

……

After Assistant Jiang left, Zhao Yan smiled softly in the car, Yan Cheng stopped before stepping on the steps in front of the building, and turned around: "What are you laughing at?"

Zhao Yan: "Your assistant is very interesting, I mean he and your current style just complement each other, very good."

Yan Cheng didn't say anything, turned around and entered the building.

……

The next day, the weather was cloudy and not very sunny.

When Zhao Yan went to work in the morning, he just stepped out of the elevator and entered the thoracic surgery ward when he heard loud noises. Could it be that someone is causing trouble? !

Nowadays, the contradiction between doctors and patients is becoming more and more acute. There are some things that you can’t explain to people who don’t understand medicine, and no one can do anything about it. The outside world will always sympathize with the disadvantaged.

Zhao Yan couldn't help quickening his pace.

At the door of the thoracic surgery office, two people, a man and a woman in their 40s, were sitting and kneeling.

"I beg you doctors, please help him, he is out of breath, we have no money, but you are doctors, you can't just ignore death, please help him, the money owed, We will definitely pay it back, whether it is an ox or a horse." The woman knelt on the ground and wept, while supporting the man sitting beside her.

The man was sitting on the ground, very thin and dark, with a painful appearance and dyspnea.

There were two doctors and two nurses around, they didn't listen to their persuasion, they didn't listen to them, they were helpless.

Zhao Yan walked to the nurse's station and asked the nurse inside about the situation: "What's going on?"

"I don't know why it came out of the chest. I have the report from the local hospital before. Pneumoconiosis and bronchiectasis can't be cured. If you want to be cured, you should go to the internal medicine department for conservative treatment. I don't know why the chest came out. The most important thing is , The key is that there is no money, and you say that the hospital is not engaged in charity, if the hospital wants to engage in charity, it will be a disaster."

The man was very thin and dark, with one hand covering his chest, his breathing was difficult and his lips were blue, and the woman had two lines of hot tears on her wrinkled face, looking pitiful.

Zhao Yan asked the nurse for a pack of tissues, walked over, squatted down, and handed the tissues to the woman, "Sister, wipe your tears, this is not something that can be solved by crying, right?"

The woman choked up, and she couldn't stop crying while wiping, "I know crying is useless, but I can't help it, look what this man has become."

Zhao Yan: "What kind of job does eldest brother do? This is an occupational disease."

Woman: "The coal digger, since he knew he had this disease, he didn't dare to dig anymore. He came here with someone he knew and worked on the construction site. He had chest pain and cough all the time. Today it suddenly happened like this, young man. Are you a doctor? Can you save him?"

Zhao Yan: "Sister, you have to go to the thoracic department for this disease to relieve the symptoms. Our surgery here is to perform operations."

"Just now we were down here, and we were caught up, saying that it can be cured here. I know the root cause of this disease can't be cured, but if you can make him feel better, I feel uncomfortable seeing him like this. I really want to suffer this for him." Tears came down again.

Zhao Yan got up, turned a corner along the corridor, went to the door of the director's office, knocked on the door and went in. Director Li was sitting behind his desk reading a medical journal.

Zhao Yan: "Director."

Director Li lowered the magazine in his hand a little, looked up at Zhao Yan, "Let's talk, I guess there is nothing good about you like this."

"Director, that person outside, can you give me a special treatment, make a bed to live in, relieve the symptoms, and I will pay the expenses in advance."

The magazine in Director Li's hand "clanged" and fell to Zhao Yan's feet.

A tone of hatred for iron and steel: "Zhao Yan, is it the first day you come to the hospital? Don't you know what the hospital is? The hospital is not a social welfare department, let alone a shelter. Do you know what you do? You You are a person who holds a scalpel and should keep improving. Do you think you are a good person if you do this? Bad intentions will only encourage dependence and laziness. If you come to special treatment, can you handle it? Do you have so much money? !"

Zhao Yan: "Director, my dad used to dig coal and died of a mine collapse, or else, it might be the same disease..."

Director Li hates Zhao Yan like this the most, "Go away, don't let me see you like this, let me tell you, don't take it as an example, just this time, let the medical expenses go to the department, don't waste your salary twice or three times .”