"The patient you are talking about should live in that direction!"
Zhuo Lin looked in the direction the doctor pointed, and when he saw Dongfang Han standing there, his eyes brightened, and he couldn't say thank you to the doctor who showed the way, and ran up quickly.
"Zuo Lin, you—"
"How are you? I heard Teacher Gao Yuan said that you were hospitalized?"
He grabbed her shoulder with one hand and looked nervously all over her body, "Tell me, where is the injury?" He didn't care about the gaze of others.
Before she could answer, he started to check Dongfang Han's body in a hurry. When he touched her left arm, the unhealed wound was touched, and his hand was shaken lightly, Dongfang Han couldn't help but spit his teeth. Screamed.
When she didn't react, Zhuo Lin immediately stretched out her sleeves and grabbed her sleeves. Although Dongfang Han wanted to retract his hands, Zhuo Lin held on tightly, seeing clearly that there was no one on that arm. After the stitches were removed, the red scars on the surface were hideous and bloody.
"This is..." Zhuo Lin was startled, and immediately filled with anger and distress in his eyes. He couldn't help but shouted at Dongfang Han angrily: "How did you promise me!"
Dongfang Han was taken aback.
"You promise me that you will never get hurt once you leave." As he said, his voice gradually turned to self-blame.
The hand he was holding her was shaking slightly, "I'm sorry, I should be with you... I shouldn't let you take the risk alone..."
However, he knew this, but he could only lie there helplessly, waiting for her to return safely.
"You are not wrong." Zhuo Lin was taken aback, but then saw Dongfang Han holding his calloused hand backhand, looking at him and saying, "I am too weak to protect you."
Shocked! "You fool...!" In the next second, he opened his sturdy arms and hugged her tightly, "Why do you say that? Isn't it enough? You haven't done enough for us. You Guy, really... the stupidest person I have ever seen."
He understood that Dongfang Han was not a cold-blooded and ruthless person, but the things she had experienced made her see more clearly than anyone else. She remembered that Dongfang Han's past experience was very similar to her own. Understand her mood, the fear of losing it again.
What the two of them didn't know was that at this moment, there was a figure standing in the corridor not far from them.
He looked at the men and women who were embracing each other, with a faint smile on their faces, but that smile was filled with endless sadness and loneliness. Under the brown eyes, there is sadness and sorrow that cannot be hidden.
"I'm sorry, Xiaohan." He looked at the black figure and said softly.
But such a light sentence, before it reaches the other party's ears, it has already dissipated mercilessly in the wind. Then the figure also turned and left, disappearing without a trace.
…
At this time, Dongfang Han found that more and more people in the corridor were paying attention to this place. She suddenly wanted to understand something, and immediately pushed Zhuo Lin, who was holding her tightly, "Let go, don't be ashamed here!"
Zhuo Lin frowned slightly, gradually let go of his hand, and suddenly raised his head to look at her with dissatisfaction, "You always ruin the atmosphere like this."
"Don't tell me this, Xia Rongrong and the others wake up?" Dongfang Han regained his cold expression and asked faintly.
"They are already awake and are with Gao Yuan and them."
"Let's go, let's go back and talk later."
Looking at the back who said to leave, Zhuo Lin was stunned for a moment, a trace of helplessness flashed in his eyes, and he followed.