At first, Ren Jiayuan thought that Han Yue was talking nonsense because he didn't know medical skills, but after rushing upstairs, he found out that what Han Yue said was true.
His kick really made Chu Ci's stomach bleed.
Pei Zhi, who has a good relationship with the Han family, also came together, and when he entered the door, he saw Chu Ci lying on his side on the bed, coughing up a mouthful of blood, which was sprinkled bright red on the bed sheet. Han Yue hugged Chu Ci tightly and sat beside the bed, with a rare panic on his face.
Ren Jiayuan's head grew bigger when he saw it. This situation shows that the stomach was violently hit, causing the varicose veins in the stomach fundus to rupture and bleed. What did the engineer do to make Han Yue hit him so hard
Pei Zhi also panicked, and asked repeatedly: "What's going on? What's going on? Why do you do it?"
"He slapped me, I didn't realize it for a while, so I just..." Han Yue was not only shaking, but even clenched his teeth: "I really didn't mean that, I was so impulsive after drinking too much talent… "
Pei Zhi was in a hurry: "If he beats you, let him beat you! How painful you are! Let's see what to do now? Did you call an ambulance?"
Pei Zhi took the road of doing business. Due to his experience of ups and downs in the business world over the years, he is generally calmer than the high-ranking children who come out of the Military Commission compound when encountering problems, and he also pays attention to tact and tact. Ren Jiayuan was a little unaccustomed to his anxious appearance now, and he paused for a moment before saying, "Oh, I've already called... Fuck, can you stop questioning the IQ of an adult like me."
Facts have proved that Ren Jiayuan is a dignified chief of surgery—although his father’s identity is included—at least his IQ is not a problem. Five minutes later the ambulance roared in, startling everyone in the hotel.
Chu Ci was almost unconscious at this time, Han Yue was anxious and remorseful, rushed downstairs as soon as he hugged her, Pei Zhi and Ren Jiayuan hurriedly followed behind. I met Zhao Ting on the road. Zhao Ting turned pale when he saw that the living man who had been in good spirits half an hour ago was made like this by Han Yue.
Han Yue really hated Zhao Ting so much that he rushed over as if he hadn't seen it. On the contrary, Pei Zhi paused, and asked with a dark face: "Old Zhao, tell me the truth, you and Chu Gong really have nothing to do?"
Zhao Ting was about to cry: "Do you think I dare?!"
"..." Pei Zhi shook his head and sighed, "I don't think you dare."
The process of sending Chu Ci to the hospital was like a war. In the middle of the night, half of the hospital was in chaos. Ren Jiayuan deeply felt that he had lost three years of his life.
Although Chu Ci was very low-key in the circle, few people knew who he was, but with Han Yue sitting beside him, no one in the hospital dared to neglect him. As soon as the group of them arrived at the hospital, they started to do gastroscopy, and soon the results came out. Chu Ci had a stomach ulcer, and his blood vessels were congested rapidly due to emotional agitation and anger; at this time, Han Yue kicked again. He kicked over, causing his already fragile blood vessels to rupture immediately, and blood spurted out through the esophagus immediately.
Because there was blood remaining in the stomach, a gastric tube and medication had to be placed in it urgently. Several experts rushed to the hospital in the middle of the night to sit in the hospital. As soon as the test results came out, they immediately pushed Chu Ci into the operating room.
Han Yue sat outside the operating room, his back was straight, but it felt a little stiff to the point of breaking.
Ren Jiayuan took a few steps back and forth in the corridor, stopped and sighed, and asked, "Is your friend still taking paroxetine hydrochloride?"
Han Yue stiffened his neck and nodded.
"You... don't worry about it too much, didn't you say it? He already has a stomach ulcer, and his stomach may bleed when he is emotional. Your kick is just for auxiliary effect." Ren Jiayuan looked at Han Yue's appearance, slightly A little worried and a little scared: "Long-term depression and depression may cause gastric ulcers, and antidepressants are not good for the stomach. Nine people who take antidepressants habitually have a bad stomach, so they don't It's entirely your fault."
Han Yue sat there silently, leaning his head against the wall behind him, and said in a low voice after a while: "I... didn't want to hit him... I just couldn't control myself when I got emotional..."
Ren Jiayuan said that your temper was developed from breastfeeding, and it is not easy to change it.
"I was going to give him a house today." Han Yue paused, and then said slowly: "I just want to live a good life with him, kiss each other every day, and enjoy it of living to old age…”
Ren Jiayuan thought about it for a while, and found an angle that was not easy to get angry from these words, and then asked: "Is he still not using your money?"
Han Yue shook his head: "Never."
"How much is his salary? What is his usual consumption level? Where is the money spent?"
"You checked the accounts?" Han Yue rushed at him, thought for a while and said, "He doesn't work long hours, so he should have several thousand, and there are benefits... The rent for that apartment is four thousand and three, and he buys books every month." It costs thousands of dollars to buy software. He usually spends a lot on food and drink. He likes to eat good food, and usually doesn’t touch what he doesn’t like. Also, he is very particular about home decoration, and every day he brings a bunch of fresh flowers back to put in the room Here, the furniture and carpets are the most comfortable ones. Fuck, to be honest, he lives a much more delicate life than me."
"Isn't this very particular about the quality of life? How did you get depression?" Ren Jiayuan felt strange. He thought Chu Ci was a high-minded intellectual who devoted himself to work, but he didn't expect that he was quite bourgeois in life!
"Yes, and those clothes!" Han Yue clapped his hands and said, "His shirts are all famous brands. They are neat and straight, and they are sent to be ironed regularly...Damn, you can show your figure when you wear them."
"According to what you said, your date is a person who doesn't save money."
Han Yue nodded: "He never saves money."
"That's not right, it's not in line with common sense." Ren Jiayuan rubbed his chin and said, "Look, a foreigner is single and helpless in Beijing. He rents a house and doesn't work long hours. He doesn't even know any money. Cun, it’s quite different from the buddies I knew in Bei Piao. Judging from Chugong’s income, he can save a down payment for a house, but he rents a decent three-bedroom apartment, and The location is not bad... He looks like that, either he doesn't plan to live in Beijing for a long time, or he has a retreat behind him."
Han Yue snorted: "There is a way out. His mother died of dystocia when he was born, and his father passed away when he was in high school. I haven't seen any relatives in his family in the past two years. If there are any, they are outsiders. Haven't had anything to do with him at all."
Ren Jiayuan sat down, frowned and pondered for a while, and asked, "Does he have any plans for his future work prospects?"
"Planning?" Han Yue was stunned for a moment, "I don't know, but he had an academic project two months ago, and he had a chance to be promoted to the sub-subject level, but he gave up, saying it was boring."
Ren Jiayuan was startled all of a sudden, and remained silent for a long time.
Waiting and worrying made Han Yue anxious, and Ren Jiayuan's behavior made him even more upset: "What are you thinking there? Asking for a long time, have you come to a conclusion?"
"...I said Han Ershao, you, don't you think..." Ren Jiayuan considered his words carefully, and asked very carefully: "Don't you think that your good friend... doesn't he have any plans for the future at all?"
"—Huh? The future?"
"Normal people have to plan for the future. For example, the commander's wife wants to find a position with real power for your boss. I plan to buy a set of imported equipment for Corey in the second half of the year, and you plan to be promoted to the rank of deputy department next year. This kind of The plan shows that people have the drive to move forward and the desire to live. As long as they are normal people, they have plans for the future. But look at your girlfriend, he has no relatives, no friends, and lives alone without saving money. When buying a house, you don’t keep a penny in your hand, you eat everything you need to eat, and you don’t even want to do such a good thing as promotion..." Ren Jiayuan paused, and concluded: "—he Maybe I didn’t even think about my future.”
The hidden danger in Han Yue's heart was stabbed at once, and he almost jumped up: "You don't want to tell me that depression is serious and you have suicidal tendencies again? I, although I was not kind at the beginning, I didn't I beat and scold him every day, I still have a good time... Although, although my temper is indeed a bit bad, I can change it, and I still love him in my heart... "
Han Yue was a little confused, and his heart was as anxious as a cat scratching. Ever since he found out that Chu Ci was taking antidepressants, he had observed carefully, and found that Chu Ci was indeed very negative, and had no hobbies except eating and drinking. Most of the time he just sits quietly when he has nothing to do, looking at the sky outside the window without talking, and sometimes he can sit for an entire afternoon.
He also has no friends. He has been working in the unit for almost two years, and he doesn't know any familiar colleagues. People call friends to go out to play and can't think of calling him. He usually does everything alone and never invites others.
If you want to say that he has a withdrawn personality, he is not that kind of person. Chu Ci has a very good personality. He treats everyone with gentleness and courtesy. He doesn't fight or fight at work. Even the most picky colleagues can't find anything wrong with him.
He just keeps a distance from people, he is polite and polite from a distance, gentle but alienated.
It is not surprising that such a person harbors suicidal tendencies in his heart.
The more Han Yue thought about it, the more frightened he became, wishing he could rush to the operating room and shake Chu Ci awake, and asked him if he was planning to commit suicide, and begged him not to have any impulsive thoughts. go on.
Han Yue has never liked anything since he was a child. He has a general relationship with his family, but a deep relationship with his brothers. He usually has a good relationship with his superiors and subordinates in the army, but those are rough and beaten, one-piece Friends who are laughing and joking. He had never liked anyone as much as he liked Chu Ci. Sometimes he wished to hold him in his palm like a treasure, and sometimes he wished to lock him with an iron chain, so that he was not allowed to look at other people, and was not allowed to follow him. When others talk, he only sees himself.
Sometimes he just wished he couldn't find a reason to be nice to Chu Ci, but he also felt that even if he was nice to him, he didn't care. Only when he treats him badly, finds fault with him and gets angry with him, will he look at himself more, even if those two eyes are contemptuous, disgusting, or even hateful.
At this time, the isolation door opened, and an expert came out and greeted Ren Jiayuan with a smile, then turned to Han Yue and said, "Second Young Master Han, you are already awake! Would you like to go in and take a look?"
Han Yue felt as if he had been slapped with chicken blood, and he didn't need to be told a second time. He just nodded to the doctor anxiously, and rushed in.
Ren Jiayuan rolled his eyes very restrainedly behind him and shrugged.
Chu Ci was lying on the push bed, her face was as white as the blanket covering her body. Seeing Han Yue coming in, he only slightly raised his eyelids, and then slowly turned his head away.
Han Yue stopped beside his bed embarrassingly, trying to go around to look at his face, but stopped in embarrassment. Several experts around greeted Han Yue with a smile. Seeing Han Yue's absent-minded appearance, they all made sensible excuses and retreated.
As soon as the people left, Chu Ci closed his eyes and showed no expression on his face.
Han Yue walked around the side of his hospital bed twice, wanted to apologize but couldn't speak out, and after a stalemate for a long time, he finally choked out a sentence: "... just wake up, just wake up."
When Chu Ci moved slightly, Han Yue was startled, but he buried his head deeper into the pillow and did not move again.
Han Yue stood beside his hospital bed in great confusion, staring at his silent back in a daze. He didn't know how long it took before he heard Chu Ci's light and regular breathing, which meant that he had fallen asleep.
Han Yue froze for a moment, and slowly sat down on the edge of the bed.
Only then did he remember that he hadn't said his apology in the end.