Chapter 117 Written on the leg

It was already five o'clock when she finished the paper. Jiang Nao originally planned to go to the dining hall to eat before returning to the dormitory, but Miyagi Mirai came to see her for shopping.

It just so happened that Feng Wuli wanted to go to the city.

There are so many lenticular clouds in the sky, and many people on campus are taking pictures. They have a lot of time and energy to record the beautiful things around them. After leaving school, they won’t stop looking at anything, and then they start to miss that period.

A day when everything is beautiful.

In fact, the scenery has always been there.

The three of them were wearing blue and white school uniforms, proving that appearance has nothing to do with clothes, and the rate of turning heads is quite high when walking together.

After leaving the school, two seventeen-year-old female high school students walked in front. Feng Wuli took out his mobile phone from behind, called an online taxi, and told Master Didi to drop them off in the city while he went to the hospital.

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"Going to the hospital? What's going on?" Jiang Nao asked from the back seat.

"It's nothing, I'm just a relative's child. I'm just going to see where you want to get off the bus?"

"I want to go to the cat cafe down Jiangbian Road. I heard there are alpacas there!" Miyagi Mirai now even speaks with a bit of a Junsha accent.

This child will be finished when he returns to China.

Suddenly the driver braked suddenly and all four people in the car leaned forward.

"Hey! How could this guy rush out like this?"

The driver had a bad temper, and the three high school students in the car didn't dare to say anything. The distracted girl in front apologized to the driver, and Feng Wuli frowned because he had seen that girl.

The blood demon who is still watching fish at the bottom of the Xiangjiang River is related to the girl in front of him.

At this time, the other party looked haggard and was apologizing to several people in the car.

It was still bright when we got on the bus, but when we got off the bus it was gloomy, the sky was burning red, and the wind was strong at night, making the people in front of the hospital a mess.

The cell phone rang.

Jiang Nao:[picture]

Jiang Nao: The cats here are so cute

Jiang Nao: But Xiaoye is still the cutest

Feng Wuli: [Stay][Stay]

If you want to pat a cat, just pat the cat. Why do you want to pat a person in there?

I took my phone back. The sky in the hospital was so red that it was scary. If there were a few crows flying in the sky, it would be the beginning of a horror movie.

It's just that here in Junsha, probably the oldest and evil guy lives in his own house.

The faces of the people here are generally gloomy, with worries and sorrows written all over them. The only ones with smiles are the ignorant children who follow the adults.

Except for those who need injections.

Crying so loudly.

Walking through the outpatient department, the smell of disinfectant is not good, and the noise here is different from other places.

If it's a vegetable market or a teaching building where classes are over, other crowded places are noisy and full of life, but here it seems like everyone is talking quietly, and there is always a sense of oppression.

He looked up, and no matter how bright the hospital lights were, he would always feel cold.

Walking through the outpatient department to the outdoors, there are small green parks on both sides, and a long straight corridor of wisteria flowers leads to the inpatient department.

He met a girl with a plaster cast and a cane. She walked two steps on crutches, then jumped and then walked two steps on crutches again.

The air is filled with the smell of sand sculptures.

Why is this guy here? And his leg is broken?

Feng Wuli passed by expressionlessly, praying that the environment was dim and this guy couldn't see him.

"Hey! Feng Wuli! Why are you here? My brother asked you to come?"

He sighed and walked over, where a sweet girl Jin Ji stood alone.

She also straightened her arms and spread the two crutches, showing Feng Wuli a real golden rooster independence.

"Did your brother finally break your leg?"

Liu Xiaoxiao chuckled: "Hurry and help me back. The doctor will check again later and I can go back to recuperate tonight."

"How did it happen?"

"Did my brother ask you to come?"

"No, I'm going to see a relative's child. Otherwise, I wouldn't know what happened to you... Wouldn't you really be interrupted by Brother Qing?"

Feng Wuli looked at it and saw that it was not serious, so he breathed a sigh of relief.

"Take your two sticks."

He leaned over and carried her on his back.

Liu Xiaoxiao leaned forward, "Oh, don't mention it. A thief was chased on the road a few days ago. I thought I could ignore it, so I rushed forward."

"Then your legs were broken?" Feng Wuli frowned.

"Ah, that's not true. I fell down while chasing him."

"..."

Feng Wuli hadn't laughed yet, so she laughed out loud. She probably felt a little stupid, but Feng Wuli was used to it and started laughing too.

The two of them were talking and laughing.

"Can you blame me?" Her tone was innocent.

"Where's Brother Qing, are you the only one here?"

"Someone asked him to go out. Originally, I could just wait in the ward for the doctor to check me out. I could go back tonight, but I was almost suffocated in the room, so I came down for a walk."

After entering the elevator, Feng Wuli asked which floor it was on. She stretched out her left foot with her still-unbroken left foot, and Brother Thumb clicked on the sixth floor, and then burst into laughter.

Fortunately there was no one around.

“The quality is really low.”

"No, I'm not of low quality, I'm of no quality."

This kid has been self-aware since he was a child.

"I can also show you my heart with my toes."

"Don't disgust me."

Feng Wuli carried her all the way back to the room, put her down and helped her hang up by her feet, and was ordered to peel an apple for her.

Feng Wuli said that he would come see her after seeing the relative's child.

She collapsed on the hospital bed and pressed the remote control, "It's so boring. Come over here and play the king with me."

Maybe this girl was really annoying, but she was indeed the object of Feng Wuli's laughter and fun during his childhood. Feng Wuli grinned when he saw a marker pen in the ward.

Liu Xiaoxiao instinctively sensed the danger, frowned nicely, and urged him to go see his relatives' children quickly.

When Feng Wuli left, she clenched her fists and looked at the two straight characters written on her plaster.

If I don’t take revenge for this, I swear I won’t be a human being!

The eldest sister and her family in the same ward couldn't help but laugh at the two's fight.

After leaving the room, the depressing atmosphere in the inpatient department was even more overwhelming than that in the outpatient department.

He clicked on the floor where the neurology department was located. After entering, it was a little more depressing than Liu Xiaoxiao's place.

Occasionally, there are people wearing hospital gowns, with no emotion or sadness on their faces, just passing by calmly in the corridor. There are also family members squatting on the side making phone calls, and young people sitting outside with their heads in their hands.

White corridors, white doctors, white walls, beds and pillows. The world seems to have faded. People are walking through it. There are never-ending coughs and cries, mixed with the rolling wheels of stretcher trucks carrying patients.

The air conditioner is turned on very low, and no one wants to stay here for a second longer.

Feng Wuli suddenly heard a child's laughter.

He looked down and saw a six-year-old child in hospital clothes. His laughter seemed to be the only color here.

Feng Wuli squatted down and asked him: "Kid, why are you here alone?"

The boy was a little nervous when he saw someone talking to him. He was holding something behind his back and his eyes were evasive.

"Well, yes, my sister has gone home and will come back later."

Feng Wuli smelled the smell of abnormal spirits in the air. He smiled and asked, "What's your name?"

"Chen Xiaonian."

He still hasn't taken out the two hands behind him, but he must be a very well-behaved child.

"Really? Xiaonian, I am your sister's friend. Your sister's name is Chen Xiaoyan. Is your brother right?"

"Big brother knows sister!" The little guy, who was a little reserved at first, widened his eyes.
To be continued...