The smell of disinfectant penetrated into the nasal cavity, and the walls and facilities in front of them were all white, which made people feel unhappy.
Ji Ran sat on the bench outside the ward, clasped his hands to his mouth, and had no focus in his eyes, so he didn't know what he was thinking.
The roar just now seemed to be echoing in his mind, which made his head hurt.
Another car accident, a damn car accident.
He suddenly remembered that on the day of Zhao Qingtong's car accident, a strange man came to his house and said he was going to take him to see his mother.
He didn't understand anything at the time, so he left. When he arrived at the hospital, he happened to see the doctor pushing Zhao Qingtong out of the operating room, and her face was lightly covered with a white cloth.
After that day, he had nothing.
Home does not belong to him, toys do not belong to him, and mother does not belong to him.
Zhao Qingtong didn't have a funeral, and when he was buried, Mrs. Ji didn't even want him to see it.
The big cold house, from then on, only he lived by himself.
It was as if he was the only one left in the world.
Ji Ran is used to living alone, and subconsciously, he doesn't want to have anything anymore. To put it mildly, if you don't have it, you won't lose it. This is indeed the case. He never regarded the things sent by the Ji family as his own property, so when he sent it back, he didn't have any reluctance or distress at all.
But just now, when he regained his senses in the car and saw that Qin Man's arms were covered with glass slag, his breath seemed to be suddenly plundered, and he almost suffocated.
He didn't dare to think about that scene again, he let out a few heavy breaths, and cursed again in his heart.
"Little Ranran! Are you alright!"
Yue Wenwen rushed over from the corner, looking like he was in a TV show, his face full of horror.
Especially when he saw that Ji Ran had bandages on his head, and there was a large amount of blood on his white T-shirt, his expression became even more exaggerated, "Little Ran Ran! Why are you bleeding so much?! Doctor, doctor?!"
"Lower your voice." Ji Ran's head hurt even more, and he dragged him to the chair with his last strength, "Don't shout, it's not my blood."
Yue Wenwen was relieved first, and then he asked in a daze: "Whose blood is that?"
"Qin Man."
"..." Yue Wenwen said in shock, "Why did he bleed so much? Is he in the car too? Then, are you all right? Where are you injured?"
"It's just a slight concussion, it's fine." Ji Ran said solemnly.
"Where is Qin Man now?"
"Operating room."
Yue Wenwen looked at his expression and asked tremblingly, "Then... Is there anything wrong with him?"
Ji Ran said irritably, "I don't know."
He and Qin Man came in the same ambulance. In the car, the nurse was checking Qin Man's vital signs urgently, but he couldn't understand a word.
Yue Wenwen remembered something, and the conversation changed: "Wait a minute, what about the perpetrator? Who is it?"
"It was said to be drunk driving, but I didn't know him, so I brought it back to the police station, and it's under trial."
Ji Ran said this with a mocking smile on his lips.
In broad daylight, where did you get drunk driving
Besides, even if it is drunk driving, there are really not many drunk drivers who can do it seventeen times.
Yue Wenwen naturally understood: "Who do you think it is?"
he thinks
Ji Ran really couldn't say a name.
There were too many things that happened during this time, and he couldn't think of them, and he didn't have the energy to think about them.
Now he just wants to know if the people in the operating room are alive or not, if they are missing arms or legs.
The people around him can't open the pot and lift the pot: "But how could Qin Man's blood be all on you? Could it be that he was hit by something? He, he shouldn't..." Just thinking about it At that scene, Yue Wenwen couldn't help swallowing his saliva, and he continued to speak after a long while, "Will he have to amputate, or something?"
Ji Ran's heart skipped a beat, and he blurted out, "That's fine."
Yue Wenwen almost thought he heard it wrong: "What?"
Ji Ran pursed his lips and stopped talking.
If the people inside are lame, they are lame, and it doesn't matter if they are disabled.
He has money, and he keeps it, not to mention the advanced technology and prosthetic limbs.
Just live.
"Xiao Ranran, you look so pale, are you not feeling well?" Yue Wenwen sat beside him and said worriedly, "Otherwise you should go back first, if you are really worried, there is a hotel next to this hospital, I will give it to you Open a room, you go to rest for a while, and I will tell you when the operation is over."
Ji Ran said: "No, don't you still have to go to work? Go back first."
"You've been in a car accident, how can I still have the heart to guard that ruined construction site!" Seeing that his mood was not right, Yue Wenwen comforted, "I can't blame you for the car accident, you are also a victim. The pressure is too great, Qin Man will be fine!"
Although the white car slammed into it, fortunately, there were many vehicles on the road, and there was not much room for the other party to accelerate, so the accident was not particularly serious.
If Qin Man hadn't unfastened his seat belt and rushed over to stand in front of him, he wouldn't have been injured so badly.
"Okay." Ji Ran said in a tired voice, "You can either sit quietly or go back."
Yue Wenwen: "Then I will say the last sentence before I shut up - are you thirsty? Are you hungry? Do you want me to buy you something to eat?"
Ji Ran just wanted to stay quiet at this time, so he said, "Go, buy more."
Just as Yue Wenwen left, the door of the operating room opened immediately.
Ji Ran stood up with a loud bang, and almost fell to his knees when he took a step - I don't know if he was scared or sitting for too long, his legs were straight and weak.
Several nurses pushed the person out. Qin Manan was lying quietly on the cart, pale, with bandages all over his body, a plaster cast on his right hand, and a neck brace on his neck.
Ji Ran was completely relieved.
The legs are still there, the hands are still there, and there are so many messy things on his body, which means he is still alive.
"How is he?" he asked.
The doctor took off the mask and said, "Are you a family member of the patient?"
Ji Ran nodded and said without thinking, "I am."
"There is no major problem at the moment, no organs are injured, the right hand is fractured, and most parts of the soft tissue are bruised, especially his left hand. It took a lot of time just to pick out the glass slag. The rest will depend on him in the next week. Are there any other symptoms..."
"What symptoms?" Ji Ran said anxiously, "Can't we check now?"
The doctor said: "I can't guarantee you this. It's mainly a brain problem. Now I have some concussions. If there are no other symptoms, I will probably recover in a week or two."
"Then when will he wake up?"
"It should be almost the same after the anesthetic wears off. After he wakes up, he may feel dizzy, nauseous, or forget recent events, which is normal and will be fine in a few days."
Hearing the first two sentences, Ji Ran was relieved, he nodded: "...Thank you."
The nurse pushed the person to the ward, arranged everything before leaving.
In the four-person ward, after the two of them entered, the other patients looked at him intentionally or unintentionally.
"Young man, are you alright?" Seeing Ji Ran sitting motionless in front of the hospital bed, the aunt on the next bed couldn't help patting him on the shoulder.
Ji Ran said: "It's okay."
"Don't worry, this is an ordinary ward, which means that your friend's injury is not that serious, and it will be fine after a while." Auntie saw his face clearly, and was startled, "Young man, your injury is not light."
Ji Ran's face was also scratched several times by the glass fragments. It was not heavy, but it was red and purple after applying the potion, which was quite scary.
Ji Ran repeated: "I'm fine."
The aunt wanted to say something, but was stopped by her husband on the bed. She winked for a while, and said in a low voice, "This man's hair is dyed like this, so he looks like a gangster. What does he have to do to meddle in other people's business?"
The aunt glared at him angrily.
"You got into the hospital after a fight with someone yourself, how can you still have the face to say that it's not someone else's?"
The ward was so big, and Ji Ran could hear it no matter how the two of them controlled the volume.
In normal times, he would definitely have to answer a few words. But now he just feels very tired and doesn't bother to talk.
After a while, the nurse came into the ward.
"Qin Man." She looked around and called out, "Who is Qin Man's family?"
Ji Ran stood up: "I am."
The nurse handed him the things in her hand: "here is his wallet and mobile phone. The police just delivered it. Please check if anything is missing. If you have any problems, come to the nurse station to find me at any time."
Ji Ran took the things: "Okay, thank you."
How could he know what was in Qin Man's wallet.
Forget about anything else, as long as important documents such as ID cards are not lost. He sat back in his chair, thinking of doing a cursory check, but was stunned as soon as he opened his wallet.
The ID card is still there, and there are several bank cards in the card bag, including the black card that he originally gave him.
In the photo folder next to it, there was a small pink slip of paper that was spread out, and it said—
"Qin Man is ugly".
The font is scrawled and random, the handwriting of his fourteen-year-old.
"… "
No wonder the note disappeared out of thin air, and he couldn't find it no matter how much he looked for it later.
Why is this thing in Qin Man's hands, why does Qin Man keep it, and put it in his wallet...
The person on the bed suddenly moved. Ji Ran was like a thief who happened to be caught stealing by the owner. He immediately closed the wallet tightly, and the sides of the wallet touched each other, making a soft "bang".
As soon as Qin Man opened his eyes, he saw the person sitting at the head of the bed.
The familiar soft hair was messed up at this time, and there was a bandage on his head. There was no blood on his face, there were several scars, and his eyes were red and bloodshot.
"You're awake." Ji Ran put the things in his hand on the table, "is there any discomfort? Do you want me to call the doctor over?"
Qin Man stared at him for a long time.
"Who are you?"
The ward was quiet for a moment.
Ji Ran's face collapsed in an instant, his mouth was slightly open, and the composure he had maintained was finally broken, showing panic.
He made a swallowing motion, and after a long while, he came back to his senses, turned around and hurriedly tried to ring the bell.
As soon as he stretched out his hand, it was grasped by the person on the bed.
"Hi." The anesthetic effect faded, and Qin Man felt a little pain. He smiled and looked into Ji Ran's eyes, put away his disguise, "Don't shout. I remembered."
Qin Man's voice was so hoarse that only the two of them could hear him after not drinking water for a long time.
"You are the junior I have a crush on."
"… "
Qin Man still wanted to say something, when he felt that the bare skin on the back of his hand was suddenly lightly hit by something, and it was cold.
Ji Ran didn't cry when she had a car accident, she didn't cry when she put on disinfectant, and she didn't cry when she was waiting outside the operating room.
But he couldn't hold back now.
His inexplicable emotions were particularly turbulent, and before he even regained his senses, tears spilled out of his eyes first.
Ji Ran's nose was red, he raised his hand to wipe his tears, but who knew that the more he wiped, he choked and scolded: "Qin Man, I'll fuck your mother."
Qin Man was stunned for a moment, and his eyes were immediately filled with panic: "Don't cry, why are you crying?"
He also wanted to wipe away Ji Ran's tears, but his arms were weak now and couldn't raise them at all.
"You're sick." Ji Ran cried harder and scolded harder. He sat back again, "It's fun to lie to me? Do you think it's very interesting?"
"It's boring, very boring." Qin Man endured the pain and coaxed him.
"Or do you think you're handsome in front of me? You think you're filming a TV show? Why didn't that car hit you?"
Tears fell more and more, and they fell on Qin Man's heart.
"You want to die because of me, what the hell am I going to do?" Ji Ran swarmed his emotions after holding back for hours, "Am I going to lose your parents' lives?"
Qin Man seldom regrets doing things, but now he wants to travel back in time and sew his mouth up a few minutes ago.
Their conversation was overheard by the people next to them, but the two of them didn't care at all, one was crying, the other was coaxing, and it was unclear who was lying on the hospital bed.