That night, a post popped up on the forum of Dragon City No. 1 Middle School.
[Title: I think I seem to have found the reason for his drastic change in temperament...]
Floor 1: Look at the picture, [picture]
Floor 2: The same name and surname. They fought side by side yesterday. They have a very good relationship. It is impossible to wash the marks suddenly.
3rd Floor: Upstairs 1, and last week they also staged a love affair in the woods, I feel sour just thinking about it.
Floor 4: But he asked for leave today.
Floor 5: There are eight if not ten people with the same name in this city, and this picture doesn't have any specific information except the name, so don't spread it randomly.
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This post floated for a while in the forum of Longcheng No. 1 Middle School, and then quickly sank. Although many people saw it, they didn't take it seriously. This is why the person who posted it in front of the computer was not satisfied.
He thought about it, found someone on WeChat, and sent a message—
[I will find a chance to take a photo when delivering meals to ward 0728 tomorrow morning, including the person in the innermost bed. If you can see the face clearly, you can take a photo of him anyway.]
After receiving a positive reply, he put away his mobile phone with satisfaction.
"Just wait, I will scare you to death tomorrow!" He looked at the bottom post and snorted coldly.
Ji Yu, who was sleeping in the innermost bed in ward 0728, didn't notice this. He obediently obeyed the doctor's instructions and closed his eyes to sleep at ten o'clock. However, going to bed earlier corresponds to waking up earlier. The next day he opened his eyes, It was found that the time was less than six o'clock.
"Gululu—"
When he woke up, the first thing he felt was hunger, but he couldn't eat anything before the operation, so he could only endure it.
But just because he can't eat it doesn't mean that the person in the next bed can't eat it.
I don't know what's going on with the bed next door. After ordering a meal so early in the morning, the strong smell of chicken soup wafted into the ward, making Ji Yu's stomach growl even louder.
The next bed was a male Omega, and it was obviously a little embarrassing to hear Ji Yu's belly growl.
He said in a low voice: "I'm sorry, I had the operation yesterday afternoon, and I didn't eat all night. I was really hungry today, so I ordered food."
Ji Yu hurriedly said: "It's okay, you can eat what you want."
After speaking, he got up, washed and ran to the hospital garden for a walk.
Although he was hungry, he was excited at the thought of the surgery to come.
There was no one in the garden so early, and it was boring to walk around, so he ran to the attending doctor's office after a circle, but the doctor had already arrived and was changing his white coat inside.
Ji Yu stood at the door and said, "Doctor, you are here!"
The doctor wanted to laugh when he saw him: "Yeah, are you in a hurry to go to the operating table?"
"May I?"
Ji Yu glanced at the time, it was seven o'clock, one hour before the scheduled time, "I'm completely OK, I can go to the operating table anytime!"
The doctor smiled and shook his head: "You are too impatient, wait a little longer, you have to wait for everyone to arrive, and you have to prepare the things for the surgery when everyone is here, it will take a while, you can go out for a stroll."
Ji Yu's shoulders immediately collapsed: "Oh, okay."
The doctor couldn't help laughing again.
At the same time, He Zhai.
He Zhou sat at the dining table eating breakfast and reading the newspaper, next to the sleepy He Jiao.
The two brothers and sisters ate breakfast quietly, and no one said a word.
He Zhou already knew that He Jiao told his father about Ji Yu, and that she often reported her every move in school to him in real time. Although he loves this younger sister, he is very repulsed by this kind of behavior.
He Jiao knew she was wrong, and she was very quiet these few days, trying to avoid getting into trouble in front of He Zhou.
After a while, He Jiao who came to her senses thought about it and said, "Brother, Brother Qi didn't seem very happy last night."
After a pause, she lowered her voice, "Dad may trouble you later."
He Zhou gave a nonchalant "hmm".
He Jiao stirred the cereal porridge in the bowl with a spoon, and said, "I think brother Qi is pretty good, why don't you like him?"
He Zhou: "There is no reason."
"Then who do you like? Do you really like Ji Yu? Dad won't agree." After she finished speaking, she murmured in a very cowardly voice, "I don't agree either, I don't like him."
"Do I need your consent for who I like?"
"Yeah, you're so powerful now, your wings are stiff!" A masculine male voice rang out from the direction of the stairs.
The siblings raised their heads together and shouted in unison: "Dad."
He Xiong straightened his clothes, and walked down the stairs in a spirited manner.
He looked at He Zhou, and snorted coldly: "You still have my father in your eyes?"
He Jiao lowered her head winkingly and buried herself in the porridge.
He Zhou put down his chopsticks and replied calmly, "Of course."
He Xiong walked to the restaurant with his hands behind his back, and sat down at the top seat: "Since you have it, what was your attitude last night? You knew what I meant and you deliberately kept a cold face the whole time. Who is it for you? Isn't it just for me?"
He Zhou lowered his eyes and remained silent.
He was used to his father's anger, and he knew that silence was better than answers. After all, no matter what he said at this time, his father would think that he was contradicting him.
"Yesterday you pretended to be me and just drank and didn't know anything?"
Talking about this, He Xiong became even more angry, "Xiao Xie took the initiative to talk to you and you still look embarrassed. Even if you don't like him, you shouldn't embarrass him in public!"
He Zhou endured it, but in the end he couldn't, and replied: "But I told you clearly, I don't like Xie Qi."
"Emotions can be cultivated!"
He Zhou: "But I just want to train with Ji Yu."
With her head down, He Jiao quietly reached under the table holding the mobile phone with one hand, and touched He Zhou's elbow, but He Zhou was unmoved, and didn't even glance down.
He Xiong slapped the table and said angrily, "Anyway, I can't agree to you being with Ji Yu!"
He Zhou replied calmly: "He likes me, and I like him too. The pheromones of the two of us match so well that we are a natural couple. Even if there was any unpleasantness before, it is over. Now we are two If you like each other, why can't you be together?"
Under the table, He Jiao made even bigger moves.
Just now, he just touched He Zhou's arm lightly with his mobile phone, but now he has used the force of smashing it.
The sharp corner of the phone knocked on He Zhou's arm, so that he could no longer ignore it, so he could only grab He Jiao's wrist and hold her still.
He Jiao frowned anxiously, her face almost buried in the bowl.
Her strangeness caught He Xiong's attention, his tone softened a lot, but he still said with some seriousness: "Jiaojiao, what are you doing?"
He Jiao raised her head and smiled at her father: "It's nothing."
He Xiong stood up: "What is in your hand?"
"That's right, the phone."
He Zhou let go of He Jiao's hand, and He Jiao quickly turned off the screen. She picked up the phone and shook it in front of He Xiong, "Hey, my phone."
He Xiong glanced: "Don't play with your phone while eating."
He Jiao nodded obediently, and put the phone on the table.
But unexpectedly, the phone suddenly turned on at this moment, and a message box appeared in the middle of the screen.
He Xiong happened to be standing, and when he lowered his eyes, he saw the message on it: "What is it?"
He Jiao secretly thought it was bad, and reached out to press it again: "It's my classmate, discuss with me where to go this weekend."
However, when you press it off once, it will light up again in the next second.
He Jiao double-clicked, but the little sister's dialog box kept popping up.
"Why is there still something about Jiyu when you go out to play?"
He Xiong was keenly aware of the abnormality, and stretched out his hand, "Show me."
He Jiao's heart was about to collapse, she shouldn't have set a new message to pop up on the lock screen!
Brother, I'm sorry for you! !
He Zhou didn't look at He Jiao's phone at first, and only glanced at the phone after hearing what his father said, but before he could see the phone clearly, his father took it over.
He Xiong looked at the message box that popped up on the screen, and said plainly: "It's really Ji Yu, he's really in the marking department of the hospital, someone caught it."
He Zhou stood up abruptly and leaned over to look at his phone.
He Jiao covered her face with her hands, looking like she was finished.
He Xiong was still reading: "It is said that in the Ninth Hospital, the operation was performed at eight o'clock, and the mark was really washed, not fake..."
Before He Xiong finished reading, He Zhou rushed out.
The chair was brought down by his movements, and the solid mahogany chair hit the ground hard, making a dull sound. He ran so fast that even He Xiong couldn't react.
Before he could make a sound, his son's figure disappeared completely.
He Xiong paused, then lowered his head and asked his daughter: "What does this mean? Ji Yu went to wash the mark? Didn't he refuse to wash it all the time?"
He Jiao let out a long sigh: "I don't know either, who knows why he suddenly went to wash the marks, he has been acting abnormally a lot lately."
He Xiong was stunned, went through the received information in his head, suddenly opened his eyes wide and looked at his daughter, and said loudly: "Zhou'er said just now that the two of them were in love, but he just ran to put the mark on him. Washed, why? The feeling is that Zhou Er is sticking to him?"
The more He Xiong thought about it, the angrier he became, and he slapped his phone on the table, "You're just kidding! Anyone else dare to look down on my son? He must be taking revenge!"
"I've been holding on to Zhou'er all the time before, and turned my face as soon as I caught up with him. This is revenge! It's just unreasonable!"
He Jiao couldn't care about her cracked phone, she raised her head and looked at her father in a daze: "Dad, what are you calling my brother?"
He Xiong was taken aback for a moment, and coughed softly: "He Zhou."
He put the phone back in front of He Jiao's table, sat down and said, "Eat breakfast, eat breakfast, don't pay attention to He Zhou, he likes to eat or not."
He Jiao blinked.
Dad, you don't have to deliberately say your brother's name again, and don't you think this sentence is very strange
"See what? Have your breakfast."
He Xiong took a bite of the pastry without changing his expression, "Go and buy another mobile phone, do you still have pocket money?"
He Jiao nodded: "Yes."
Ah, you are such a father.
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"how do you feel?"
"Very good, just a little hungry." After speaking, his stomach grumbled, and Ji Yu smiled embarrassedly.
Probably because he was too impatient to wait, the operation at 8:00 was all in place before 7:40, everything was ready, and there was an empty operating room, so the operation was naturally brought forward.
The doctor smiled and said humorously, "Then I'll act quickly when I get under the knife, and I will try to let you eat tonight."
Ji Yu showed a surprised expression cooperatively: "Really? Then I thank you very much. I will definitely send you a pennant after the operation is finished."
"Hahaha." The doctor was also happy. He glanced at the anesthetist standing behind Jiyu and continued, "You can't eat lunch, but you can think about what to eat tonight."
There was a tingling on the back of the neck, and a cool liquid was injected.
Ji Yu blinked, and replied: "I've been looking at the menu for a long time, and I'm going to have black-bone chicken soup tonight. This is what I ate in the bed next to me in the morning. There are wolfberry and Codonopsis ginseng. There are so many things that I almost starved to death."
The anesthetic took effect quickly, Ji Yu felt his tongue was not flexible after saying this sentence.
Seeing this, the doctor didn't speak any more, and gestured to the nurse next to him.
The nurses were very skilled in their movements, and quickly adjusted Ji Yu to a head-down posture. There was a gap in the corresponding part of his face, allowing him to breathe smoothly.
Ji Yu's consciousness gradually dimmed, but he hadn't completely fallen into a coma.
He vaguely felt something scratching on the back of his neck, but it was neither painful nor itchy. He also knew that he was undergoing surgery, and he could imagine the scene of his neck being scratched open, but it didn't hurt. It felt very strange.
"Uh, vomit."
He was a little dizzy and uncomfortable, and retched uncontrollably.
After fainting, I feel cold, very cold.
It seemed that something started from a point in the back of the neck and flowed along the blood vessels to all the limbs. It didn't hurt, but it was very swollen, as if to expand all his blood vessels.
Why don't I faint
Is it due to lack of anesthesia, or I am too excited...
As soon as he finished thinking, his eyes were completely plunged into darkness.
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"I'm looking for Ji Yu, where is he now?"
He Zhou rushed to the service desk of the marking department, looked up at the name plate on the wall while asking, and quickly found Ji Yu's name.
He is here!
He Zhou looked down at the time again, it was only 7:50, still in time.
The nurse asked, "What's your relationship with Ji Yu?"
He Zhou paused: "I am him, I am him..."
what is he
What is he to Ji Yu
At this time, a doctor came out after checking a ward: "Hey, isn't this He Zhou? Are you looking for Ji Yu? He has already entered the operating room, and that kid is also fun. Come here early this morning to squat Song Da—"
"Operating room?"
He Zhou clenched his fists, "Didn't he have surgery at eight o'clock?"
The doctor was stunned for a moment: "Time is not fixed, if you are ready, do it early."
"How long has it been since the surgery?"
The doctor glanced at the phone: "I went in at 7:40, and it has been twelve or thirteen minutes now."
He Zhou hurriedly asked, "Which operating room is he in?"
"what are you up to?"
The doctor looked at him defensively, "Our hospital does not allow anyone to disturb the ongoing operation."
He Zhou asked urgently: "What is enough time for twelve or thirteen minutes? Isn't it necessary to prepare for the operation? Don't the nurses and doctors have to check the tools? They also need to be given anesthesia? Is this enough time for the anesthesia to take effect?"
The doctor was a little unhappy: "Pre-operation preparations, pre-operation preparations, everything will be in place before the operation, how can we wait for the operation to start to check? Twelve or thirteen minutes is not much? It is enough for us to save many lives."
He lifted his foot past He Zhou, ready to continue his ward rounds, "If you want to see him, just wait here, there's no reason to come out halfway after you've already entered the operating room."
He Zhou stood there with a blank head.
He took out his mobile phone, there were a dozen undialed calls on it, and returned to the contact page, he flipped through it, but there was no phone number of anyone who could reach Ji Yu.
"Depend on."
Frowning, He Zhou punched the wall.
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It was already ten o'clock in the morning when Ji Yu came out of the operating room, and the effect of the anesthetic was gradually disappearing. He had already woken up, but he was still in a dazed state.
He blinked slowly, feeling pain like being burned all over his body.
Every inch of skin, every inch of bone was hurting, and even all the blood vessels were throbbing, with a particularly existential pain. The pain made his eyes go black, and his brain was blurred.
He had no idea that as soon as he was pushed out of the operating room, a person walked over.
Even when the man stood beside him, he didn't feel anything.
"Jiyu."
He Zhou looked down at the people on the hospital bed.
Two hours later, he had already recovered from the burning at the beginning, and his mood was much calmer, but when he saw Ji Yu come out, he saw the water hanging on his hand, he saw the collar around his neck, and looked at it again. Seeing him groggy, his heart felt as if someone had rubbed him hard, it hurt, and his face was also swollen from a beating, it hurt very much.
In addition to the pain, there was an indescribable emotion surrounding him.
He didn't know what it was, he just felt uncomfortable, his whole body was heavy, and his heart seemed to be pressed by something, and he couldn't breathe. He was very depressed, and this dull feeling made him want to get angry and want to destroy something.
He clenched his fist and held back.
"Jiyu." He called again.
Ji Yu remained motionless, his eyes staring blankly in one direction.
He Zhou looked down at him, his Adam's apple rolled, and his voice was hoarse: "You really don't like me.",