I came to the military hospital in the afternoon and was sent to the pre-arranged VIP ward. The nurse in charge of taking care of An Luo was called Song Yuan. She was a very cute girl with quick hands and feet, and she was also diligent. There are also two small dimples.
"Hello, my name is Song Yuan, Tang Song Yuan Ming Qing Song, Tang Song Yuan Ming Qing Yuan." The little girl smiled and stretched out her hand, unlike those women with bright nail polish and horrible long nails, the little nurse in front of them The fingers are very clean and the nails are neatly trimmed.
Perhaps it was the professional requirements of medical staff. An Luo was not disgusted by such a pair of plain hands. He reached out and shook her friendly hand, looked up at her and said, "Hello, my name is An Luo."
Song Yuan laughed, "I know your name is An Luo, and you are An Ze's most admired brother."
An Ze's cold eyes suddenly swept to her, "Song Yuan, don't talk nonsense."
Song Yuan stuck out his tongue and closed his mouth.
An Luo glanced at the two of them suspiciously, but did not speak.
Song Yuan came over and tied the infusion needle on the back of An Luo's hand, and then carefully fixed it with tape. He smiled and said, "An Luo, I'll go get the medicine first, and I'll give you the infusion later."
An Luo nodded: "Okay."
After Song Yuan left, An Ze put the clothes and daily necessities he brought in in the ward one by one, then walked to the wheelchair and whispered, "Would you like to go to bed?"
An Luo said, "Yeah."
An Ze leaned over and gently picked An Luo up, put it on the bed, covered the quilt, and then said in a low voice, "Brother, I'll go find Dr. Song and come back right away. You stay here, just ring the bell and call Song Yuan to come. help you."
An Luo said, "Well, let's go."
After An Ze turned around and left, An Luo was bored alone in the ward, so he took the remote control and turned on the TV to watch.
What is broadcasting on TV is entertainment news, the male and female hosts are singing and talking like a machine gun, and their expressions are also very exaggerated—
"The sequel to "Endless City" is about to be filmed, and the hero An Yan left the crew at this time!" "Recent rumors that An Yan and Xu Shaoqian became enemies because of the competition for the hero's throne. Is it groundless..." "It is said that An Yan and Xu Shaoqian had a big fight on the set when they were filming the first part of "Endless City"..."
Gossip news is flying all over the sky, and An Yan is worthy of being a popular idol in the entertainment industry. It can be reported like this with a little bit of trouble, and even speculations such as love triangles have come out.
An Luo leaned against the head of the bed, watching the entertainment program with interest.
After a while, suddenly, the door behind him was pushed open.
The person who walked into the ward was very light. It was a girl in a nurse's uniform and a mask. An Luo glanced at her and asked, "Song Yuan, have you got the medicine?"
The other party did not answer.
In the silent atmosphere, the footsteps were gradually approaching.
An Luo sensed that something was wrong, turned his head, and met a pair of black and clear eyes.
"Mr. An, it's time for the injection." The nurse said softly, stretched out her hand, and put the syringe into the pre-made infusion tube.
Her figure and appearance are very similar to Song Yuan, but An Luo keenly noticed her hands—the same neat and clean hands as Song Yuan, without any accessories or nail polish, just , There was a thin layer of calluses on the tiger's mouth of the hands.
- That's where the gun is held.
An Luo noticed something was wrong, and immediately grabbed her wrist like lightning, looked up at her, and asked in a deep voice, "Who are you?"
The woman did not panic in the slightest, and her face under the mask could not be seen clearly, but her eyes were very calm, "Song Yuan goes to the bathroom, I will help her bring in the medicine." Suddenly the topic changed, "Mr. An, you have the medicine in your hand. The needle is loose." Then he leaned over, took An Luo's hand, fixed the tape again, smiled slightly, and turned to leave.
An Luo watched her back disappear quickly in front of him, spread out his palms, and in his palms, there was an extra piece of paper, which was folded into a square the size of a fingernail.
Suddenly there was the sound of the door opening, and An Luo quickly tucked the note into his sleeve.
An Ze walked in, glanced at An Luo, and asked suspiciously, "Brother, has anyone been here just now?"
An Luo didn't deny it, looked at him calmly and said, "A nurse came over just now. I asked her to look at the infusion set on the back of her hand. The needle seemed to be a little loose."
An Ze was silent for a moment before saying, "I just said hello to the head nurse. Apart from Dr. Song and Song Yuan, no outsiders will come in this room. Brother, it's better to be careful."
An Luo said calmly: "It is very difficult to sneak into the military hospital, so don't worry too much."
An Ze came over and said in a low voice, "Brother is fine." Then he pulled up his right hand that had the infusion needle pierced, and took a closer look, "The needle is indeed a little loose, just fix it again."
An Luo calmly pulled his hand back and changed the subject: "How did you talk with Dr. Song? When did I start receiving treatment?"
An Ze said: "You injured nerves when you were injured before, and even though the operation was successful, you still have no feeling in your legs. Dr. Song will use stimulation therapy to slowly restore consciousness in your legs, and then learn to stand and walk. After a pause, he comforted in a low voice, "Brother, don't worry, take your time."
An Luo nodded, "Understood. If you have nothing to do, go back first."
An Ze said, "I'm here with you tonight."
An Luo said, "No need."
An Ze stubbornly said: "On the first day of hospitalization, it is better for family members to stay, and any problems can be dealt with in time."
"… "Family? Why does this word sound a little strange
"I'll just sleep on the sofa. The sofa here can be unfolded and used as a bed." An Ze pointed to the sofa by the wall with a very serious expression on his face.
This little brother is really stubborn. An Luo had no choice but to nod, "Okay, whatever you want."
***
In the evening, An Ze heated the keel soup he brought in the microwave. An Luo took the note from his sleeve while he was taking a shower in the bathroom and unfolded it to read the words on it.
— June 17th.
Inexplicably, only the date was written on the note, and the handwriting was very neat, even if it was found, it would not reveal any clues, and a strange flower-like logo was drawn in the lower right corner.
An Luo in the previous life had many dealings with the police. Su Zihang, who was an undercover back then, would also use various password-like marks when he interrogated the police. The marks on this note, although they looked unfamiliar, could An Luo has an intuition... This must have something to do with the police.
If the woman just now was not the killer who came to kill him, there is another explanation, that is, the informant or undercover police placed in the military hospital.
An Luo frowned slightly, took out his mobile phone and opened the ten thousand year calendar. Today is June 12, and June 17 is also this weekend. Is that a special day? An Luo was puzzled and had to flush the note down the toilet.
***
When he came out of the shower, An Ze had already prepared dinner, and the two ate silently in the ward. Halfway through the meal, An Luo suddenly raised his head and asked, "An Ze, do you have time this weekend?"
An Ze was stunned and said, "Brother asked what is this for?"
An Luo said: "It's too boring to stay here, take me out for a walk."
An Ze said, "Brother feels bored. I can push you downstairs to walk around."
An Luo said, "I want to go out and buy some clothes, but I always feel inappropriate wearing your clothes."
An Ze said lightly: "I'll go buy it for my brother. It's not that I don't know what size you wear."
An Luo frowned, "If it was you, you were locked up like a house arrest. You were not allowed to go anywhere. Every day you opened your eyes and saw the same environment. Would you be happy? An Ze?"
An Ze said: "There is no room for discussion on this issue. My brother doesn't need to use me as an analogy."
An Luo rolled his eyes at him, lowered his head to eat, and ignored him.
An Ze looked at his brother's cold face and asked softly, "Brother is angry?"
An Luo did not speak.
An Ze was silent for a moment and said, "Brother, this weekend is actually Grandpa's 70th birthday. Not only everyone in the An family, but also many relatives and friends will be there. Grandpa called me the day before yesterday to say this, he wants you to Answering the phone, I excused that you were asleep and didn't let you answer."
An Luo was a little shocked. He just tested An Ze in this way just now, but he didn't expect An Ze to really say it, and what he didn't expect was that June 17 was actually Grandpa An Guangyao's birthday...
"Grandpa's 70th birthday? On such an important day, shouldn't I be there to congratulate?" An Luo looked up at him.
An Ze frowned, "Grandpa's birthday this year is very grand. Many people have been invited for his 70th birthday. The scene will be very chaotic by then. You are in a wheelchair again, and it will be inconvenient to attend the birthday banquet... I don't plan to take you with me. go."
An Luo was silent for a moment, "I want to go."
"elder brother… "
An Luo interrupted him: "Unless you stun me with sleeping pills, I will definitely find a way to attend this birthday banquet."
Seeing that An Ze was silent, An Luo stretched out his hand, held the back of his hand lightly, and said earnestly, "An Ze, I know you are worried about my accident, but my brother promises you that he will handle it carefully when the time comes."
"… "
"Besides, there are so many relatives and friends at Grandpa's birthday banquet. Even if someone wants to hurt me, they will not be stupid enough to do it in front of so many people."
"… "
Seeing that An Ze was still bowing his head in silence, An Luo frowned and asked, "Why don't you speak?"
An Ze raised his head and said with a smile, "Since my brother has made a decision, I have no opinion."
As for the reason why he hadn't spoken for a long time, Anze was of course embarrassed to say it. Just because my brother took the initiative to hold his hand and felt the familiar cool temperature of my brother's palm, Anze's blood pressure soared and his heartbeat accelerated...