There are four beds in the ward, two of which are empty and the other two are occupied.
This room was specially arranged by Cheng Xiyue, and only these four lived there.
Now two of them have gone to the operating room, and the remaining two are resting.
Seeing Lu Huai and coming in, the two of them were startled, and fear appeared in their eyes.
This man is really scary, he really wants to kill people with his hands!
And by now, they have also confirmed that he is indeed not an ordinary background.
This is someone they can't afford to mess with!
Lu Huaiyu looked at it and asked:
"Where's Zhang Yang?"
One of the men swallowed and spoke with difficulty:
"He, he's still in the operating room."
Among these few people, Zhang Yang was the most seriously injured. It is estimated that the operation will take a long time.
Lu Huaiyu gave an "oh" lightly, and pulled a chair from the side.
"Then ask him when he comes back."
Seeing his posture, the two men became even more nervous.
I didn't even feel this way when I was interrogated by the Dou Bureau just now!
Lu Huaiyu didn't seem to notice their mood swings, and said lazily:
"In these years, how many times did Zhang Yang go to Ning's house to make trouble?"
The two looked at each other.
"We don't know that either."
Ten years, so many times, how do they remember
Lu Huaiyu leaned on the back of the chair, playing with the phone with one hand.
"Then tell me, how many times have you followed each other, is this always clear?"
Both men sensed the danger.
"no no"
"It doesn't matter if you can't remember, I have plenty of time today, waiting for you to remember."
Lu Huaihe's posture is lazy, but his words are calm and cold,
"What year, month, day, how many people went there, and what methods were used, it's best to say clearly."
"I'm listening."
Ning Li returned home, stewed the short ribs, washed and cut the vegetables one after another.
Looking at the phone, there has been no news from Lu Huaihe since he left.
Probably busy.
Ji Shu suddenly called.
"Sister Li, have you gotten on the high-speed train yet?"
Ning Li nestled on the sofa,
"No."
"No? I remember your afternoon ticket?"
"Something is delayed."
Ning Li's answer was very brief.
After being surprised, Ji Shu was quite happy.
"That's just right, I'm going back to Yunzhou, how about taking you with me?"
Ning Li was a little surprised.
"Today? Didn't you say before that you will stay here for two more days?"
Ji Shu's time is always very free.
"Hey, my dad didn't remind me." Ji Shu sighed helplessly, "Isn't it New Year's Day tomorrow, call me home for whatever you say."
He wasn't really interested in these things, but he couldn't help it, so he had to go back.
In fact, I just missed him, looking for this as a reason.
They seldom care about Ji Shu on weekdays, which is a rare case.
Ji Shu also knew it in his heart, so he didn't resist much, and agreed to go back.
"That's it, that's good. You're going to the capital for training soon, and they probably don't want to part with you. But I won't be with you. I'll stay at home tonight and go back tomorrow."
"Tomorrow? Sister Li, do you have something else to do?"
"Well, it's a little thing, I'll come back tomorrow after I deal with it."
Hearing what she said, Ji Shu didn't ask any more questions, and quickly hung up the phone.
Ning Li stayed in the room alone.
It was getting dark outside.
boom!
A firework suddenly bloomed in the sky.
Ning Li looked out the window.
The controls in Yunzhou are relatively strict, and fireworks and firecrackers are not allowed during the New Year holidays, but there are not so many requirements in Lincheng, and it has already begun to be lively.
You can also hear the sound of children laughing and playing downstairs.
Ning Li watched quietly for a while, and the aroma of the kitchen wafted over.
She sent a message to Lu Huaiyu.
[Second brother, are you coming back for dinner tonight?]
Hospital.
As soon as Zhang Yang came out of the operating room, he saw Lu Huaiyu who was waiting in the ward.
He had surgery on his arm and calf, and the effect of the anesthesia had not yet passed. Now he can't move his whole body, and even needs help when he walks.
The nurse came to help him put on the drip and left quickly.
Everyone can see the problem!
After walking around the operating room, Zhang Yang finally became scared. Looking at Lu Huaiyu, his face was extremely pale.
"I, I've said everything I know! You, what do you want to do!? I really don't know who that person is!"
Lu Huai hooked the corners of his lips slightly.
"It's okay if you don't know, let's talk about something else."
"From the first time I went to Ning's house, how much I remember and how much I said."
Zhang Yang was completely dumbfounded.
How to say this!
Not to mention that he doesn't remember at all, even if he does remember, how can he finish talking!
Lu Huaiyu's phone suddenly turned on.
He glanced, staring at the line of words and was slightly stunned, then the corners of his lips curled up.
[Return. But it may be a bit late, you can eat it yourself first.]
He raised his eyes slightly.
"I've got work to do, so—you'd better speak quickly."
The hands on the clock pointed to eight o'clock.
tuk tuk.
There was a knock on the door.
Ning Li went to open the door.
"who?"
Lu Huaiyu's voice came from outside the door.
"it's me."
Only then did Ning Li open the door.
Lu Huaiyu walked in.
Ning Li glanced behind him.
"Where's Brother Xiyue?"
She thought both of them would come.
"He still has something to do over there, so he didn't come over."
"oh."
Ning Li pointed to the dining table.
"Let me go heat up the food."
Lu Huaiyu glanced over there.
"You haven't eaten yet?"
Ning Li shook her head.
She wasn't very hungry, and she wanted to wait for them to come over to eat together.
"Second brother, take a rest first, it will be fine soon."
Ning Li said, and walked to the kitchen.
Lu Huaiyu followed.
"You stewed ribs?"
Ning Li nodded.
Corn rib soup, clear and fragrant.
She simmered for a long time.
The soup and rice were ready quickly, and she first filled a bowl for Lu Huaiyu.
Lu Huai raised his brows slightly, then picked up his phone and took a photo.
in a minute.
The cold and noble Lu Ershao posted the first post in his circle of friends, which had been quiet for thousands of years.
No text, just a picture.
A bowl of corn rib soup.
Dining table in log color, porcelain white spoon.
At the corner, there is still half a bowl entering.
Anyone can see that this is—
One meal.
Two people.
At six o'clock in the afternoon~
(end of this chapter)