Chen Jingshen asked for leave in the afternoon, and the two went to Nancheng Third Hospital together.
This is the oldest hospital in Nancheng, with backward technology, outdated medical equipment, and a very touching environment. People who live nearby will come here for minor illnesses and pains, and for serious illnesses, they will travel thousands of miles to other hospitals for treatment.
Arriving outside the ward told by the nurse, Yu Fan saw the mottled and yellowed hospital walls, touched the arms of the people around him, pointed to the bench outside the ward, and said like a parent, "Sit here and wait for me. Don't run around."
Chen Jingshen thought for a while, and it seemed more appropriate not to follow. He hummed: "Call me if you need something."
"What can happen."
Say so. But when Yu Fan reached for the doorknob, he paused for a few seconds before opening the door.
In the ward, the doctor happened to be making rounds.
"How do you feel today... Wearing a ventilator is quite uncomfortable, bear with it, and overcome it." Seeing the person on the hospital bed shaking his head slowly, the doctor turned his head and asked the person behind him in a low voice, "It's been a few days, and the family members haven't contacted yet?" ?”
The nurse said: "I asked the public security department for help. We got in touch. I contacted the two of you. They said they would find time to come over in the past few days..."
As soon as the words were finished, the door creaked open, and the next moment, the dying person on the bed suddenly uttered several vague and unrecognizable voices hoarsely.
The doctor immediately understood that it was the family members who came.
"Is it Yu Kaiming's family?" The nurse asked hurriedly.
The tall and thin man glanced at the person on the bed indifferently, as if looking at some despicable ants, then turned his head: "Yes."
Seeing his expression, the nurse thought she had made a mistake, but she was taken aback when he saw him admitting. She took out her notebook to confirm: "Is it his... son?"
"Um."
"..."
The doctor said: "Let's go out, let me tell you about his condition?"
"No, you can just say it here." Yu Fan said.
The doctor paused, then considered again: "The patient's situation is more complicated now, or..."
"How long can he live?" Yu Fan asked, "Not more than a year?"
"..."
Yu Kaiming opened his eyes wide, and cursed at Yu Fan vaguely: "Beast, pig and dog... it's better..."
At this point, the doctor finally understood the relationship between the father and son. The doctor has been in this industry for many years and has seen everything. According to the patient's self-report, the patient knew that he had cancer in prison. Because he had no one to take care of him outside and had no income, he did not apply for medical parole. to get out of jail.
So in front of patients, there is nothing to hide.
There were no other patients in the left and right wards, and the doctor replied thoughtfully: "No, if we take care of ourselves, we can definitely buy more time. Now we have two plans, one is to go home to recuperate, take care of ourselves, and let the patient stay healthy. I am in a good mood; the other is to stay in the hospital for treatment, but the treatment process may be more uncomfortable, and the effect may not be good."
Yu Fan lowered his eyes and thought for a moment, then nodded: "Thank you, I will discuss it with him."
"Okay. Then come to the office and find me if you have anything to do."
There were only two people left in the ward.
Yu Fan looked around, pulled up a chair, and sat down at the end of Yu Kaiming's bed, raising his legs and looking down at the people on the hospital bed.
While Yu Kaiming was serving his sentence, Yu Fan never visited him once.
Six years have passed, and Yu Kaiming has become skinny now, with high cheekbones and a haggard face, but there is still deep hatred in those eyes.
Yu Fan suddenly remembered that this morning he received a call from the police, who told him that Yu Kaiming wanted to buy bulk gasoline, but he could not provide relevant proof, so he quarreled with the boss, and he had a cerebral infarction during the quarrel. hospital.
Yu Fan is too lazy to worry about what Yu Kaiming is doing with gasoline, maybe he wants to burn someone down, or maybe he wants to burn down that old house... In short, he is lying here now, with advanced cancer and a sudden cerebral infarction, it is very difficult for Yu Kaiming to die now. free time.
"Choose it." After looking at it silently for a while, Yu Fan said, "Do you want to be taken home by me, or do you want to hang yourself here for a few months?"
Yu Kaiming was obviously stunned for a moment. He was wearing a ventilator, and it was very difficult to speak: "You... take me home?"
"You have worked so hard to support me for so many years, and now that half of your leg is in the ground, of course I will take care of it."
Yu Kaiming stared at him blankly, surprised and puzzled, and then he realized that it might be his current appearance that aroused Yu Fan's sympathy. That's right, after all, they are father and son. Although the relationship has always been bad, they are connected by blood. At the last moment, Yu Fan will not ignore him.
Yu Kaiming's heart was surging, and tears were about to burst out in the next moment—
"When I get home, I will definitely repay you well. Just like you did to me and my mother before."
His son sat in the warm winter light and smiled at him coldly.
There was a gap in the window, and a few gusts of cold wind blew in, chilling the bones. Yu Kaiming's eyelids drooped instantly, leaving only the cheap tears in his eyes.
Fucking blood connection, the son of a villain is also a villain.
"Get out." Yu Kaiming wanted to throw something at him, so that his face was covered with blood, and he had better lie down next to him. It's a pity that his head is dizzy at the moment, his whole body is weak, and even cursing has no deterrent effect.
"Want to stay in the hospital?" Yu Fan asked.
Yu Kaiming closed his eyes and didn't want to speak anymore. He could clearly feel that his heart beat faster and his breathing couldn't be adjusted.
"Okay," Yu Fan got up, "Don't worry, I will renew the hospital bill on time until the day you die."
"..."
"But hurry up, I don't have much money now, in case I can't pay the medical bills one day—"
"Go away! I, let you..."
Yu Kaiming opened his eyes and scolded unbearably, but found that Yu Fan had put the chair back to its original position and walked to his side.
Yu Fan curled his fingers, touched the machine tube next to him, and asked curiously, "Yu Kaiming, what if I pull out this thing while you are asleep at night?"
Yu Kaiming breathed heavily: "You don't dare, if you kill someone, then you, you have to die with me."
"I dare not?" Yu Fan seemed to hear some joke, "Yu Kaiming, if you think I dare not, why did you pee your pants six years ago?"
"..."
Yu Kaiming was terrified and looked at him with red eyes.
But Yu Fan just laughed. Yu Kaiming searched hard in his memory, and found that the smiles of Yu Fan he had seen in his life did not seem to be as many as he saw today.
No, maybe Yu Fan laughed very happily when he was a child. At that time, he was still working hard, didn't play gambling, didn't drink too much, and Yu Fan didn't know how to walk. He often walked crookedly into his arms, showing his growth His two front teeth, his plump little hand resting on his arm...
Obviously his consciousness has been chaotic these days, but at this moment he recalled certain scenes from more than 20 years ago.
Yu Kaiming loosened his eyebrows in a daze, his expression was ferocious for a while, and blank for a while, I don't know how long it took, he just wanted to say something...
He heard the last words his son said to him in his life.
"Live well, just in this bed. Live until you can't bear it to death, or live until I can't sleep at night."
When Yu Fan came out, his shoulders were relieved, and his shoulders slumped heavily. It seemed that the burden on his body was finally completely lifted, and his heart, brain, and limbs were all full of strength.
Maybe that's the joy of being an asshole.
He turned his head, ready to take his boyfriend home. But he found that the child on the bench who seemed to be waiting for his parents was looking at him in fear, while his boyfriend had already got up, turned his head and walked outside.
Yu Fan: "?"
Yu Fan wanted to follow, but he caught a glimpse of the passing nurse from the corner of his eye, and then remembered that the medical bills had not been paid yet. He called out, "Chen Jingshen?"
"I'll wait for you outside." Chen Jingshen didn't turn his head, only leaving a sentence indifferently.
Yu Fan stared at his back inexplicably, and he didn't turn his head until the nurse asked him.
"Medical expenses?" The nurse was stunned for a moment, then flipped through the notebook in her hand, "Oh, someone has already paid the medical expenses for bed 44."
"Someone handed it in?" Yu Fan was taken aback, "Who?"
"I don't know, and I paid three months' fees in one go."
Yu Fan didn't realize who paid for Yu Kaiming until he walked out of the hospital. Cancer medical expenses are outrageously expensive. It is impossible for Yu Kaiming's group of cronies, and it is impossible for charity organizations to care for a person like him who has just been released from prison. Those distant relatives are even more eager to stay away from him...
Yu Fan looked at the little Audi waiting for him in the white snow scene, and decided not to think about it. Who did what he did.
After opening the door and getting into the car, Yu Fan buckled up his seat belt and glanced at Chen Jingshen.
Chen Jingshen didn't look at him, raised his chin slightly, stepped on the accelerator and drove away without making a sound.
Yu Fan: "?"
Yu Fan leaned back on the chair cushion, his eyelids tensed up with the people beside him.
He used to think that Chen Jingshen always had the same expression on what he did and what emotions he had, and he couldn't see his emotions. But at this moment, if you put anyone in front of Chen Jingshen, you might be able to see that this person is making a bad face.
But why is Chen Jingshen putting on such a bad face for no reason
Yu Fan stared at the snow scene outside the window and thought for a moment, but he didn't feel that he had done anything excessive today.
never mind. Yu Fan thought with a cold face, let's show it off, it's inexplicable, I'm not used to you.
A few minutes later, Yu Fan folded his arms and turned his head, and called out expressionlessly: "Chen Jingshen."
"En." Chen Jingshen responded indifferently.
"Why are you angry?"
"No."
"..."
The car stopped at a congested traffic light. Sensing the fierce and anxious eyes of the people around him, Chen Jingshen rested his hand lazily on the gear lever and turned his face to look at him.
"I was just wondering, when are you going to go?"
"Where are you going?" Yu Fan didn't understand.
"Draw Yu Kaiming's pipe."
"..."
Yu Fan realized later that the walls of the hospital just now were like a layer of torn paper, and almost all the words of him and Yu Kaiming were heard by the people sitting outside the door.
Yu Fan immediately said: "I didn't intend to go, I just scared him. Am I crazy and want to die with him?"
"It scared him just now." Chen Jingshen repeated, "What about six years ago."
Yu Fan froze for a moment and looked at him quietly.
"Six years ago, you thought about dying with him, didn't you?" Chen Jingshen asked.
There was no answer until the red light turned green. Chen Jingshen turned his face back, his throat slipped, suddenly he felt that it was difficult to breathe in the car, he lightly pressed the button with his fingers, leaving a slight gap in the car window, and the cold air kept pouring in.
The atmosphere was oppressive as if frozen. Chen Jingshen held the steering wheel, feeling a blunt dagger-like dread.
In the snowy traffic jam, they moved like tortoises in the traffic, and they were even more motionless when they reached a certain intersection. Even the number of seconds at the red light was twice as long as usual. Chen Jingshen glanced at the navigation, intending to find a road that is not blocked and pull over for a while. He may not be suitable for driving now.
The back of the hand resting on the gear lever was suddenly touched, and the fingers were slowly pried up and held.
Yu Fan kept his hands in his pockets, and the scalding body temperature passed through his palms.
"I've thought about it," Yu Fan said.
Chen Jingshen pursed his lips expressionlessly, the hand holding the steering wheel turned white, and then was clasped even harder.
"But it's gone soon. I... thought of you at that time."
"Although I decided to leave at that time, although I can't continue talking with you."
Yu Fan lowered his head and lowered his eyes, his voice was steady and dull, "But when I think of you, I don't want to die."
Later also. Going to a strange city, being debt-collected, being tortured by schoolwork, and living alone, at first I felt that life was boring, but thinking that Chen Jingshen was still in this world, I felt that I could live on. It wasn't until the job became regular that this idea was slowly polished away by the gradually busy life.
Yu Fan closed his eyes in embarrassment within a few seconds of saying it. Damn, this is so fucking gross, is he insane talking shit like that? Just say I don't want to die or it's over...
The car in front finally started to move, and Yu Fan immediately let go of his hand: "Anyway, don't think too much, I'm normal now. Drive your car."
Chen Jingshen didn't speak, but suddenly turned a corner at the intersection.
Yu Fan stared out the window in embarrassment, until the car stopped by the side of the road, and there was a crisp sound of unfastening the seat belt beside him, then he turned his head wonderingly: "Chen Jingshen, stop what..."
The back of the neck was caught off guard and pushed forward. Chen Jingshen leaned over, ignored the half-opened window and the continuous stream of pedestrians on the street, and kissed him with his face.