Yang Hao was admitted to the hospital again just two days after he left the hospital.
In order to take care of the injured Ye Mei as much as possible, the wards of Yang Hao and Ye Mei were next to each other. If it were not for the difference between men and women, Yang Hao would even consider arranging the two of them in the same ward.
Ye Mei woke up late at night, and Yang Hao got the news of her awakening as soon as possible.
Yang Hao came to Ye Mei's bed in a wheelchair.
Ye Mei's face looked a little weak, but her eyes were very bright, especially when she saw Yang Hao who opened the door and entered, his eyes were extremely bright.
Yang Hao pushed the wheels of the wheelchair himself, came to the bed, and smiled gently at Ye Mei: "Are you awake?"
Ye Mei's eyes went down from Yang Hao's upper body, and finally stopped at Yang Hao's injured leg. There was some undisguised worry in his eyes: "Are you injured?"
Yang Hao smiled softly and said nonchalantly: "I was shot in the thigh. It's nothing. Speaking of which, you helped me a lot and saved my life. If it hadn't been for you, I wouldn't have been shot in the thigh."
It’s so easy to get shot.”
Even though Yang Hao might have been hit by one more bullet or more even if Ye Mei was hit like that, the possibility of death was almost non-existent, but he still said this to Ye Mei solemnly. After all, Ye Mei
This move is very rare and precious for ordinary people, and it requires too much courage.
A somewhat relaxed smile appeared on Ye Mei's face: "As long as you're fine, I'll be fine. I originally thought I was dead, but I didn't expect to die."
Yang Hao also had a smile on his face: "God will not let such a brave and good woman die."
Ye Mei frowned slightly and made a rather naughty face: "I never think that I am brave. Maybe I was just hot-headed at the time. Don't be too moved."
Yang Hao was amused by Ye Mei's naughty words: "If everyone is as hot-headed as you, no one in this world will dare to be a bad guy anymore."
Ye Mei smiled softly, and then said with some seriousness: "You are here to comfort me, right? I saw the scene where you killed the killer in one go. I guess even if I didn't do anything extra, he wouldn't be able to do anything to you, right?"
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Yang Hao shook his head and said solemnly: "Maybe he can't kill me, but I will definitely get one or two more shots. Now I may not be sitting in a wheelchair, but lying on a hospital bed or in the operating room."
Ye Mei raised his eyebrows slightly: "So that means I still played a role?"
Yang Hao smiled bitterly and said: "Of course it works, but your behavior is too dangerous for you. If you encounter such a thing next time, you must put your own safety first, do you understand?"
Ye Mei looked slightly regretful and nodded lightly: "Yes, I understand."
After a slight pause, Ye Mei looked up at Yang Hao's face and asked, "Who is going to kill you? To be able to directly touch such a gunman, I guess you are not an ordinary person, right?"
Yang Hao hesitated for a moment, nodded and said: "Well, I have many enemies. Well, I have offended many people. These people all want me to die, so I am not sure who sent this gunman."
Yang Hao did not directly answer Ye Mei's question, but this answer also contained a lot of information. After hearing Yang Hao's words, Ye Mei let out a soft "Oh" and leaned against the hospital bed without speaking for a while.
The air seemed to freeze for a moment.
Yang Hao didn't know what to say for a moment. He hesitated for a while and whispered: "Then you have a good rest. I'm going back first. I'm in the room next to you. If anything happens, you can call me at any time."
Ye Mei pursed her lips, as if she didn't know what to say: "Well, okay."
Yang Hao pushed his wheelchair out. When he reached the door, he suddenly remembered something and turned around and asked, "By the way, Ye Mei, you are injured. Do you need to notify your relatives?"
Ye Mei was stunned for a moment, then shook his head: "No, it's fine now, isn't it? If they find out, it will be useless to worry them. There is no need."
Yang Hao hummed and said seriously: "Ye Mei, you said we are friends. If you have anything, you can tell me and I will try my best to help you solve the problem."
Ye Mei looked at Yang Hao's face and smiled softly: "Why do I feel that your attitude is very serious?"
Without waiting for Yang Hao to answer, Ye Mei continued to smile and said: "Actually, you don't have to do this. Didn't we talk about it before we had dinner? We are friends. You helped me and I accepted it. Now I just do what I think.
What friends should do, no matter whether it is useful or not, I just think I should do it, so I do it. As for other things, I don’t think about it at all, so you don’t have to be so solemn about it, okay?”
Yang Hao smiled helplessly: "Okay, we are friends, right. I won't say more. You take good care of your health. If you have anything to say, just tell me."
Ye Mei did not refuse this time: "Well, okay, you should also take good care of your injuries."
Yang Hao pushed the wheelchair back to his room and lay on the hospital bed. He suddenly remembered what he told Zhou Manyuan and asked her to go find her in the daytime tomorrow. How could he get out of the hospital like this?
Yang Hao quickly took out his mobile phone. He originally wanted to send a text message, but hesitated and made a call directly.
"Yang Hao?"
There was a bit of uncertainty in Zhou Manyuan's voice. After all, it was quite late now. Zhou Manyuan was also a little surprised. Why did Yang Hao call at such a time? Logically speaking, Yang Hao should have slept with Qiu Yunzhen at this time.
Yet?
Yang Hao hummed: "It's me, are you asleep?"
Because Zhou Manyuan was worried that Qiu Yunzhen was around Yang Hao, she gave a very formulaic answer: "Well, what's the matter with calling so late?"
Listening to the tone of Zhou Manyuan's words, Yang Hao knew what she was thinking, and said softly: "I am alone now and in the hospital. I called you because I said I would come to you tomorrow, but I am afraid I have to break my promise.
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Zhou Manyuan's voice suddenly rose a bit: "Hospital? Why are you in the hospital? Are you feeling uncomfortable somewhere?"
Yang Hao hesitated for a second and said with a wry smile: "I was suddenly assassinated at night and suffered a slight injury. I will probably be hospitalized for a few days..."
"Which hospital are you in? I'll be here right away." Zhou Manyuan replied without hesitation. Then she seemed to remember something and her voice suddenly dropped two points: "Mr. Qiu should be here, right?"
When Yang Hao heard Zhou Manyuan's suddenly lowered voice, he felt a little guilty and pity in his heart: "No, I didn't tell her about this."
Zhou Manyuan's voice suddenly rose a few degrees: "Which hospital are you in? I'll be here right away."
Yang Hao quickly advised: "It's so late and it's not safe for you to go out alone, so don't come. It's not a serious injury to me, so don't worry..."
Before Yang Hao finished speaking, Zhou Manyuan interrupted Yang Hao and said: "Hurry up and tell me which hospital!"
When Yang Hao heard Zhou Manyuan's categorical words, he immediately felt two regrets. He had known that he should have made this call tomorrow morning, but that was all he said. Yang Hao had no choice but to report his whereabouts, but he still couldn't.
He persuaded again willingly: "I'm ready to sleep now, so you don't have to come over. If you must come over, how about you come over tomorrow morning? Well, you can also bring me some breakfast. The breakfast in the hospital is really terrible.
Already..."
When Zhou Manyuan heard what Yang Hao said, she hesitated slightly, and finally nodded and agreed: "Okay, then you should rest quickly, and I won't come to disturb you. I will come to see you tomorrow."
Yang Hao breathed a sigh of relief: "Well, okay, I'll see you tomorrow... Manyuan, my injury is not serious, you don't have to worry."
Zhou Manyuan hummed: "Okay, see you tomorrow."
Yang Hao hung up the phone, leaned on the hospital bed, exhaled gently, and suddenly remembered that if Zhou Manyuan came over, wouldn't he want to meet Xue Na?
When they come together...what will happen?
Yang Hao suddenly felt that his head was a little big...
PS;
I don’t know how to describe the burnout, and my mind goes blank when I see WORD. Maybe it’s a bottleneck, or maybe it’s a counterattack from the side effects of writing for a long time. I’ve been feeling like this recently. I’m persisting, but in the end I still can’t handle it.
This annoying feeling... I will get over it as soon as possible and I will try my best to persevere. I'm sorry to everyone. (To be continued)