A rare heavy rain in winter.
The wipers scraped a briefly clear screen on the windshield, but it was soon covered with layers of ripples by the rain.
Guan Qijun glanced at the rearview mirror. Ou Renjin leaned back in his seat with his eyes closed, his brows knitted unconsciously, his face was as pale as paper, and there was only a hint of color on his lips. Guan Qijun recalled the comments on his photos online, "like a piece of delicate and fragile glass", although it was a bit corny, but when he thought about it carefully, it was quite appropriate.
Just at that moment of distraction, when he shifted his gaze back, he saw a blurry and huge black shadow falling from the sky onto the windshield with a loud "bang". The whole car body jolted and as he stepped heavily on the brakes, the car suddenly stopped on the winding mountain road on the rainy night.
"Ou... Mr. Ou, the car seems to have hit something." He took a huge deep breath and turned around, "I'll go down and take a look."
Ou Renjin half raised his eyes, nodded, and closed his eyes again.
Half a minute later, Guan Qijun returned to the car with a pale face and a trembling voice, "It was a man in his twenties, still breathing, but bleeding a lot. It was raining heavily and it was dark, so I couldn't tell where the bleeding was."
Ou Renjin frowned slightly, barely suppressing his sleepiness and exhaustion, pushed open the car door without saying a word, walked around the man on the ground whose life or death was unknown, opened the passenger door and got in.
"Carry the man to the back seat and go to the hospital." After saying this, he closed his eyes again, leaned back in the chair, and tilted his head to one side.
"But..." Guan Qijun's first aid knowledge flashed through his mind. He glanced at Ou Renjin, sighed, took a handkerchief, carefully wiped his wet hair, turned up the air conditioner in the car a few degrees, and then got out of the car.
After moving the man to the back seat, Guan Qijun took advantage of the light from the headlights to see the man's appearance clearly. He took a breath almost subconsciously, and when he started the car again, he felt a little guilty and worried.
With her appearance, it would be such a pity if she was hit and killed by him.
The car turned around with difficulty on the winding mountain road and drove down the mountain at high speed. The private hospital invested by the Ou family was located at the foot of the mountain. Guan Qijun did not dare to speed up too much because Ou Renjin was still taking a nap in the car, but he still arrived at the destination in less than half an hour.
The doctors and nurses from the emergency department were waiting at the gate. As soon as the car stopped, they moved the man onto the medical bed in an orderly manner. The noise completely woke Ou Renjin up and when he regained consciousness, he was even more uncomfortable with the lingering smell of blood in the car. He got out of the car, coughed violently twice, and frowned again.
The air conditioner in the car was turned on high just now, so the temperature difference was even greater after getting out. Seeing this, Guan Qijun quickly took out a woolen coat and put it on his shoulders.
"Call another car to pick us up." Ou Renjin tightened his collar and walked into the hospital.
"Okay." Guan Qijun called the villa and followed Ou Renjin about two meters behind him. He took the coat he handed back because the indoor temperature rose and asked, "Would you like to go for a check-up?"
Ou Renjin showed a bored expression and did not answer. He stopped at the elevator entrance of the hospital and stared at the floor numbers jumping up and down for a while. "Let's go see how that person is doing."
036 was awakened by the familiar pain of cells rapidly dividing and growing. He blinked slowly in confusion. The color of the ceiling seemed to be slightly different, and the light was not as glaring as usual. He tilted his head, paused for a second, and then slowly sat up.
It was a brand new place, and the smell in the air was different from what he usually smelled. Was it another wealthy man who believed in his own organization more than the research institute
He sat on the edge of the bed, thinking idly, wondering which organ of his body the rich man needed. It would be best if it wasn't the heart. Although his body had long been transformed into an organ culture dish, it was not a cold instrument after all. The time it took to regrow an organ would still exceed his pain threshold, and the heart was the one that lasted the longest, caused the most intense pain, and required the most equipment during the process.
He moved his body. He hated the pain, but he hated the feeling of being controlled and unable to move even more.
"You can't get out of bed yet."
036 Looking back, the man was indeed dressed in a suit and tie, with pale lips, a low voice, slow breathing, and a tired look in his eyes. He looked like the rich man he was used to seeing.
He lifted his legs to show that his feet were not touching the ground.
Ou Renjin smiled and said, "The doctor said that the branch almost pierced half of your stomach. You also have a fracture in your right leg. You should lie down in bed now."
036 lowered his head. His abdomen was wrapped in a thick bandage, and his calf was also in a plaster cast, hanging there heavily. He poked his stomach and felt it carefully, but he didn't feel any internal organs being dug out of his body, so he looked at Ou Renjin again with some doubt.
Ou Renjin's tone was still gentle. "I'm sorry, my driver accidentally hit you, but he was not drunk, speeding, or driving while fatigued. If someone suddenly appeared in the middle of the road, a normal driver would not be able to react. I am not saying this to shirk my responsibility. I will bear all the medical expenses during your recovery, plus loss of work, mental damages, humanitarian compensation, etc. If you have any additional requests, you can tell me."
The injured man sat on the bedside and winked at Ou Renjin silently. He had deep eyebrows and a high nose bridge, and seemed a bit like a mixed-race, but he was obviously Chinese. He had a calm temperament and clear eyes, which brought a contradictory and seductive feeling. Ou Renjin suddenly became uncertain whether this man who crashed into their car was determined to die or had other intentions.
After all, he is famous, likes to keep pretty little boys, and is generous. The resources he throws away are enough to make those little stars fight for them.
036 tried hard to think about the meaning of the man's words. He said a lot of unfamiliar words that he had never come across before. He thought he had to listen to him say it a few more times and put it in context to know what these words meant.
"Do you have any family or friends? Do you need me to contact them?"
036 understood this, but as a monster born in a laboratory, he could not have family or friends. He remained silent and stared at Ou Renjin intently. He now felt that he was different from the rich people he had met before. At least those people had never communicated with him before, nor expected any response from him.
Ou Renjin narrowed his eyes for a while, then smiled, "Then you should have a good rest first. If you have nowhere to go later, I can arrange a place for you to stay."
The moment he turned around, the smile on Ou Renjin's face disappeared. Outside the door, Guan Qijun was standing there quietly, waiting for him to come out and quickly followed him.
"The nurse said that he didn't have any identification documents on him, no cell phone, and the clothes he wore had no brand. Looking at his current mental state, there was no doubt that he had attempted suicide before."
Ou Renjin suddenly put a hand on his shoulder, took two quick breaths, and said impatiently, "You take care of the arrangements for him. It's not a good thing. Don't let everyone in the city know about it. Has the car to pick you up arrived?"
Guan Qijun quickly supported him and said, "I'm already waiting downstairs."
In the ward, the nurse came over to give 036 an IV and kept chattering the whole time, "Fortunately, I met Ou Renjin. It's a blessing in disguise. He is always generous to others. You can make a few requests. As long as they are not excessive, he will probably satisfy you."
As she spoke, she looked up at 036, then lowered her head, her face slightly red, and she said as if to cover up, "What obstacles are there in life that cannot be overcome? How can we not live? Those of us who make a living in the hospital have seen the most. Those people who have tubes all over their bodies and cannot move, and who have to spend hundreds of thousands of dollars a day, have worked so hard just to live one more day. Looking at them, you will feel that the setbacks we have encountered are not setbacks at all. What you want to give up, others can't even ask for it."
Originally, she was just looking for a random topic to talk about, but in the end, she was deeply moved. She pulled a chair over, sat beside the bed and talked to 036, recounting the many examples and life situations she encountered in her career. She talked for a full five minutes.
036 The more he listened, the more confused he became. He stared at the nurse's eyes carefully. He seemed to understand every word she said, but he also seemed to understand nothing. He had no right to get anything, let alone give up anything. He was also trying hard to live, and he didn't know how hard he worked to live one more day. But why did she tell him this
Maybe he was about to have a big operation, big enough to make the rich man feel a little bit of pity for his little thing. Would he have more than one organ removed? Two, or three? So they decided to be nicer to themselves
He glanced at the open ward door and thought, what a rare treat, even the door is open.
Day after day passed, and the thin and tall rich man never came again. After the doctor changed his medicine, he was arranged to have a full body check-up, and the heart matching was mixed in with these checks. All the doctors were strangely gentle to him throughout the whole process. They didn't even say it directly, but just called the heart matching a kind of myocardial function test. It was really too gentle...
He was not surprised, but felt a sense of relief that the dust had settled. Although they all knew the reason and mission of his being here, he was still moved by these people's concealment and avoidance of the matter.
The rich man this time was really a gentle gentleman, and he felt a little grateful to him. You know, there were even nurses around him talking to him every day, which expanded his vocabulary to an unimaginable level. Of course, he still didn't answer, which made many people feel sorry for his "disability", and thus their attitude became more gentle and compassionate.
"It's amazing. I've never seen anyone whose wounds heal so quickly. It looks like you'll be discharged soon." The nurse came closer with a curious look on her face. "I think Mr. Ou should come over before you're discharged. Have you thought about your request?"
Request? Yes, before giving the rich man a heart transplant, he said he could fulfill one of his requests. 036 turned around and looked out the window. The lush green branches swayed gently in the breeze, and the sun was so bright that it was dazzling. It was an extremely rare sight before.