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Chapter 263 I should go

Silan was still half a step too late. In that case, how could he react in time?

Arriving in the corridor, Dan had already entered the elevator.

He cursed loudly, rushed into the stairwell like a hurricane, and quickly went downstairs.

When he arrived at the elevator on the first floor, he breathed a sigh of relief...

The hospital was still too busy and the kid couldn't escape.

But in fact, Dan didn't want to escape. He got out of the elevator and continued to move forward slowly. Silan followed closely beside him, constantly comforting him: "Brother, you have to calm down. There is nothing that cannot be solved, and it's just

It's just diabetes. Even if there is a big problem with your pancreas, there is nothing you can do. If you treat it actively, you will be fine. You are a man."

Dan ignored it and continued walking. Slan wanted to continue talking...

Dan stopped again: "Where can I drink?"

His voice was hoarse. The hysteria just now may have damaged his vocal cords. He really tried his best to vent.

"No, you can't drink now, you need treatment."

"Okay then." Dan sneered.

"I'll find it myself..."

Dan started to leave and Slan was stunned.

Where has he ever met such a person? He is simply crazy. Diabetes is not cancer, so he is not so hysterical. His blood sugar level is already highly abnormal, and giving up on himself will only make the situation worse.

If it's cancer, then it's understandable that life and death are really beyond your control. Instead of feeling the pain of chemotherapy and radiotherapy, it's better to get it over with.

However, looking at Dan's back, Slan could only feel helpless.

If it doesn't go his way now, who knows what will happen next?

This guy is quite pitiful.

"Fake, come with me, I'll take you to drink!" Slan chased after him and kept Dan in one sentence, "But I have to get the car keys, wait for me, okay?"

"You won't lie to me, will you?"

"Fake, why did I lie to you? Ah? It's your business if you don't treat me, and I can't force you. Wait for me, I'll take you to a good place, and I'll make sure you're satisfied. Zhou also knows that place, if he doesn't believe you

Call him and ask him?"

Call Zhou?

There was sadness in Dan's eyes, and he didn't dare to fight: "Go ahead, I'll give you five minutes. If you don't come, I'll leave by myself."

"Damn it, five minutes, wait for me!" Silan ran back again.

Return to Jack's office.

Jack was sending people away after explaining what had just happened.

Seeing Silan coming back, he was shocked and said: "I lost track of you? Why are you back?"

"He's going to drink, I'll get the car keys..."

Jack was confused for a while, and then cursed: "He must be sick!"

"Yes, he is sick. Haven't we already diagnosed him? But he only gave me five minutes, otherwise he would go find a place to drink by himself." Silan continued.

Jack punched his fist violently, his face flushed with anger: "Who does he think he is? Huh? Who the hell is he? A damn British pig. What I hate most in my life are British guys, self-righteous aristocrats, what a piece of shit."

But.

After scolding him, he turned around and took out the car keys from the backpack on the hanger: "Take him to the wine barrel and watch him. You can drink too much, but in the worst case, send him to the hospital. He won't die anyway, but you must not let him

Acting privately, I promised Zhou to take good care of him."

"You go first, I'll be here after get off work."

"good!"

Silan went and came back.

Dan kept his promise and did not leave. The two of them walked to the car without saying a word, got in the car and headed to the Wine Barrel Steak Bar.

Slan was too lazy to say anything more. He was in the same mood as Jack now...

Zhou gave them a big trouble.

But out of their commitment to their friends, they couldn't let it go halfway.

I cursed almost 3,000 times in my heart, 1,500 times for Zhou Yisheng, and 1,500 times for the fat boy next to me.

Come to the bar.

The wine barrel had just opened for business, and when he saw Slan, he was only surprised: "Hey, why are you here? It's still early? Are you driving Jack's car? Where are the others? What day is it today..."

Silan patted Dan beside him: "It's not us who are here. This guy needs to get drunk. Give him the most expensive wine and kill him."

"Hahaha, my bar is your best choice for getting drunk." The wine barrels are also cooked by themselves. The two of them are of the same size, and they look at Dan very kindly.

Dan rolled his eyes at Silan and said seriously: "Don't try to kill me. I have no money. Give me the strongest wine and the cheapest wine."

In the empty bar, the waiters are still cleaning and preparing to open the door to welcome guests.

Slan and Dan were already sitting on the counter.

One person drinks and the other watches.

The cheapest Black Cube was usually charged by the cup, but Dan ordered two bottles at a time and put them in front of him.

Silan was really afraid that he would drink too much, so he could only say tactfully: "Believe me, brother, when Jack comes, he can drink with you, what's the point of drinking by yourself? And don't you hate Jack? If you drink him, you will

Won."

Don't tell me, Slan's little trick worked, and Dan did slow down.

But even so.

Three hours later, when Jack took a taxi after get off work, Dan had drunk too much and his eyes were dull.

Jack didn't say anything. He sat on the other side of him and ordered a large glass of beer. The glass hit the table with a bang, and it was already at the bottom.

Dan turned around and smiled, not in a sarcastic manner, but in admiration: "Not bad, I have some foundation."

"Tch, you're not even thirty, are you? When I was drinking, you were still playing in the mud."

"Fake, let's compare? I just drank two bottles of Black Label, so I asked you to."

Jack said disdainfully: "Barrel, bring me two bottles of Black Label."

"Roar!" Wine Barrel shouted, not taking the matter seriously at all, "Come and see, our Dr. Jack is going to blow the bottle. Damn it, today is a big event."

A group of people gathered, shouting and cheering.

Jack just started doing it...

Gudu Gudu, two bottles of wine, it took five minutes to finish.

Then, he vomited, and Jiugong quickly brought the trash can.

When he regained his composure, he said: "Not counting me as the loser, you drank two bottles in three hours and I finished them in five minutes, so... let's start a fair duel now."

I have to say that men in wine bars are just like women in cosmetics and luxury stores, and they can bring each other closer to each other.

Dan had long forgotten his original unhappiness and asked for a beer to share a cup with Jack.

Gradually...

Both of them drank a little too much.

Only Silan didn't drink and stayed awake. Someone would have to take care of their safety later.

"Dan, I'm not saying you're weak, you're just diabetic, what's that? Why are you crying and making such a fuss? You don't look like a man, like a cousin."

"Haha, you don't understand, come and listen to my story..."

"Five years ago, I was poisoned and fell into a coma. It was Delia who saved me. At that time, my military career was over and my future was unclear. I only wanted to repay Delia's kindness, so I followed her to Africa."

"But you know, all I could do was protect her safety. But gradually, I fell in love with medical assistance. I began to learn medical knowledge and became Delia's nurse assistant. I fell in love with the feeling of saving lives and helping the wounded."

"Actually, I have long... repaid my kindness, but I have also rediscovered the meaning of life."

"I don't want to leave here, and Delia can't leave me. Maybe Zhou and Rebecca will be with her now, but what about the future? Zhou is leaving soon, and only Delia will be left in the future. Oh, my God

, a woman is struggling in the jungle... You can say that she deserves it and chooses it by herself, but she is so respectable, even if I am not here and she is alone, she will definitely persevere."

"The feeling now is just like five years ago. I didn't want to leave, but was forced to leave. Damn it...why did life treat me like this?"

Having said so much.

Slan and Jack both understood.

It is extremely rare for a simple soldier, who is far away from society, to successfully enter another life "far away from society" after he has no choice but to leave his own life. The military service and assistance are very suitable for him.

But now, he is experiencing the same experience again.

I have no choice but to leave.

I have to say that Dan is a male classmate with a story.

"Listen to me, there is more to life than what you see, and what you see is just the tip of the iceberg. You are already luckier than too many people. In your twenty-odd years of life, you have experienced a lot, and that's not to say that your

Life stops here. Look forward, brother, you like medical care. After you go back and stabilize your condition, you can become a nurse. Next time we meet, Delia will be amazed and proud of you."

"Haha, right? Maybe! Drink."

The two held cups and drank it all in one gulp, then repeated the cycle, complaining about the unfairness of life...

It's three o'clock in the morning.

There are gradually fewer people in the bar.

But Dan was not drunk yet, and the same was true for Jack. The wine barrel finished his busy work and came over to drink together.

Dan said: "Come, let's have a drink together, and you... I treated you badly before."

He is apologizing to Silan.

Silan smiled bitterly: "It's okay, just think about it, I won't drink, otherwise no one will take care of you."

"Just have a drink. One drink is our fate. After drinking this glass of wine, it's time for me to leave!"

Gone?!

Coming from the mouth of a person who had suffered an emotional breakdown before, these words sounded so creepy.

You're not going to commit suicide, are you?

Seeing their expressions, Dan smiled: "You are overthinking, I said... I should go home! I will go to the airport later and go home. If you don't believe it, you can send me off, so... come and have a drink."

"

Jack held back his drunkenness and said, "Are you too anxious? You can receive treatment here first and return to China now?"

"Besides, you haven't said goodbye to Delia or Zhou yet."

Dan shook his head...

There have been times of madness and times of turmoil.

It's time to end.

"Farewell? Delia and I have already said goodbye." Recalling the farewell scene at the train station, Dan thought that the memories of the two of them in Africa could end here. He did not dare to go there to meet them again, otherwise

Maybe he really couldn't make up his mind to leave.

"As for Zhou, well, find a pen and paper and let me write him a letter. Zhou is a good person. I will go to China to have a drink with him in the future. Fake, I actually don't have many friends. Except for Delia, that's Zhou.

, Rebecca is too cold.”

"Are you sure you want to leave?"

"Sure!"

Jack wasn't sure to pay attention. He thought he should give Zhou a call.

But Dan saw through his thoughts again: "Jack, help me, let me go, otherwise I really won't be able to leave. If we meet again... you drive me away, I won't leave, while I'm drunk now

, put me on the plane and cut off my escape."

Jack understood and no longer forced it.

"Slan, have a drink and you can take him to the airport."

Slan was at a loss, but Jack had made his decision and he had nothing to say.

He didn't finish the glass, just took a symbolic sip. He didn't want to get into an accident while driving drunk.

Then, Dan spent five minutes scribbling a letter and handed it to Jack: "Give it to Zhou then. It also has my contact information in the UK. Well, that's it...wait for you to give him the letter."

, I will recognize you as my friend, damn it, stop saying bad things about Delia, or I will beat you up."

"Hahaha, get out of here, where is all this nonsense..."

Hug and farewell.

The brief friendship of a few hours was declared established, and they parted ways.

Jack watched the car leave, unable to recover for a long time.

Then, he sighed: "Damn it, I don't know if it's the right thing to do. Maybe Zhou will blame me? No... He's obviously caused a big trouble for me, and he owes me a favor."

Jack returned to the tavern and took out his phone.

Dial the call, the other party hangs up, call the call again, hang up again.

After repeated attempts many times, the other party finally got through...

"Whoever you are, give me a reason not to get angry. Do you know what time it is?"

Jack was neither humble nor overbearing: "Hey, Dean Smith, it's me, Jack Scott. I want to take annual leave. I have some urgent matters to deal with."

"Scott? Why are you...is something wrong? Are you in a hurry?"

"Yes, very anxious."

Facing Scott, the director couldn't lose his temper. He was one of the pillars of the national hospital and hospitals in many surrounding countries were poaching him. It would be terrible if he ran away.

"Well, then, I'll grant you a month's leave, right? Do you need any other help?"

"Well, it's best to find me a driver. I want to set off now, but I can't drive."

"Now?"

"Now!"

Ever since, half an hour after hanging up the phone.

Jack was drunk and took the letter with him on the road.

Silan watched Dan board the early flight at 5 a.m. two hours later. He did not dare to leave Dan directly at the airport for fear of something happening.

Then, drive back and go back to the bar.

At this time, he learned the news from the mouth of the wine barrel——

"Jack? Jack is gone! He said he was going on vacation last year. Well, he also took a lot of wine and beef with him. He should go find Zhou. Oh my god, I want to go too. Zhou is very interesting. I have a lot of things to think about.

I need to talk to him."

Silan is going crazy...

Could it be that 'crazy' people can be infected?

One madman brought out another madman?

Going to Veron in the middle of the night?!

Yes.

He had to admit that Jack was infected by Dan's emotions. He had heard a lot about aid tonight, so he wanted to take a look and see with his own eyes what kind of British woman could make such a man infected.

Perhaps, I just have some prejudice against Delia.


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