A wheelchair was pushed out of the emergency room, and the boy was sitting in the wheelchair.
Lin Zhiming stepped forward and asked, "How is it?"
"It's nothing serious. Fortunately, you induced vomiting on the way here, so the effect of the medicine is only a little bit. If it had been a few minutes at night, things would have been a lot more troublesome." The doctor said with a smile.
Seeing the doctor's smile, Lin Zhiming breathed a sigh of relief, and then looked at the boy on the bed.
The boy was awake, with a little more blood on his face, but his eyes were still dull, as if he had seen through the world of mortals.
"When can I be discharged from the hospital?" Lin Zhiming asked.
"You can come out at any time after you are discharged from the hospital. The medicine in your stomach has been emptied anyway. However, in his case, I suggest you see a psychiatrist and get some psychological counseling. Otherwise, there is no guarantee that similar situations will not occur in the future," the doctor said.
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"Okay, I understand. Now, doctor, he should be very weak now. What do you think if I let him get some fluids first?" Lin Zhiming asked.
"Of course it's possible. Just give him some nutrient solution and go directly to the infusion room. He has no problem now," the doctor said.
"Okay, thank you doctor." Lin Zhiming said with a smile.
The doctor nodded, then turned and left.
"I'll do it." Lin Zhiming said to the nurse pushing the wheelchair.
"That way to the infusion room." The nurse pointed forward and said.
Lin Zhiming nodded, then pushed the wheelchair forward.
"You shouldn't have saved me." The boy in the wheelchair said melancholy.
"Do you think I want to save you?" Lin Zhiming said jokingly.
"Huh?" The boy turned to look at Lin Zhiming in confusion.
"If my woman hadn't been present, even if you stabbed yourself to death in front of me, I wouldn't have looked at you twice." Lin Zhiming said expressionlessly.
The boy's face froze slightly, then turned back.
"Among the people I hate the most in my life, only one commits suicide, so if I saw someone committing suicide, I would not save them because it is unnecessary and saving them would be a waste of my time." Lin Zhiming
said.
The boy laughed miserably and said, "Sorry for causing trouble to you."
Lin Zhiming raised his eyebrows. In fact, he deliberately said something unpleasant in order to make this boy's mood swings bigger. What he fears most now is this state of mourning. Even if he is angry, then
It's far better than this state.
However, this boy's politeness surprised him. Generally, people who are seeking death would not say that they are sorry to cause trouble to you. In their world, they are the ones who have suffered the greatest injustice, and the whole world is sorry.
They, they are often the most cynical at this time, how can they be so polite.
So what we can know is that this boy's politeness is rooted in his nature.
This made Lin Zhiming a little annoyed, because it was really difficult for him to say harsh words to such a boy.
For a moment, Lin Zhiming fell into a brief silence.
At this time, the infusion room arrived.
"You give me the infusion first, don't think about pessimistic treatment, and don't think about dying. I paid a lot of medical expenses for you in advance, and you even vomited on my car. You have to pay me for all this. If you die,
Who should I go to?" Lin Zhiming said expressionlessly.
"My money is with my grandma, you can go get it from her," the boy said.
"How much money can you have as a teenager?" Lin Zhiming sneered.
"It's really not much...it's only eight thousand five hundred and thirty-two yuan." The boy shook his head mockingly.
Eight thousand five hundred and thirty-two fast?
Lin Zhiming looked at the boy in surprise. The money was indeed not much, but for a boy in his teens, it was definitely a huge amount of money. Normally, a boy of fifteen or sixteen would have thirty or fifty yuan in his pocket.
Incredible.
"Where did you get the money? It couldn't have been stolen, right?" Lin Zhiming asked.
"I earned part-time work, and some of it was given by my biological parents," the boy said.
"Biological parents?" Lin Zhiming noticed the boy's wording. Who in the right mind would use words like biological parents to describe his parents? Moreover, Lin Zhiming also noticed that when the boy mentioned his biological parents, his tone seemed to be
There is some irony in it.
"I don't care how you got the money. In short, these more than 8,000 yuan are not enough for you to compensate me. You should have noticed something bright on the roof of my car. It's called the starry sky roof, and it's a Rolls-Royce
This is only available here. You just vomited on the seat and the floor mats. They are all imported genuine leather. If you vomit on them, you will have to replace them. Do you know that it will cost tens of thousands? Don’t think about dying. I will do it if you die.
Go to your grandma to collect debts, she can't stand the debt collection by a young man like me!" Lin Zhiming said with a ruthless look on his face.
"I don't allow you to touch my grandma!" the boy suddenly shouted excitedly, startling the people who were doing the infusion next to him. Many people looked at him with gossipy eyes, especially Lin Zhiming.
It seems that the sentence "touch my grandma" caused everyone to have ambiguity.
Lin Zhiming's face froze. He didn't expect that this polite boy would get angry after he mentioned his grandma. He rolled his eyes slightly and said, "You said you won't let her touch her? You are a person who doesn't want to live.
Is it possible that you can still stop me?"
"I will earn the money to repay you, but you must not touch my grandma!" the boy said, clenching his fists and staring at Lin Zhiming.
"This is what you said. Before the money is paid back, don't even think about dying. Just give it an infusion first." Lin Zhiming said.
The boy nodded expressionlessly.
Then, the nurse sent some nutrient solution over and hung it up for the boy.
With the input of nutrient solution, the boy's complexion immediately improved.
Lin Zhiming didn't care whether the boy's face looked good or not. What he cared about was whether there was sparkle in the boy's eyes.
After his stimulation just now, the boy's eyes still had some sparkle, but not much.
Lin Zhiming had a lot of curiosity about this boy, but he didn't ask because now was obviously not the time to ask questions. He might make the other person feel world-weary, and then his work would be in vain.
If a person wants to die, not even Lin Zhiming can stop him.
Lin Zhiming took the time to call Natalie and briefly talked about the boy's situation.
"It seems like this is a boy with a story." Natalie said.
"Well...I'll stay with him here first and wait until his family comes. You and the baby are waiting for me at home." Lin Zhiming said.
"Well, you don't have to worry about us. Take good care of that boy, he is a life after all." Natalie said.
"Yes!" Lin Zhiming nodded, then hung up the phone and returned to the infusion room.
Walking into the infusion room, Lin Zhiming suddenly realized that the boy was missing!
"Hey, are you playing hide-and-seek with me?" Lin Zhiming frowned and looked around.
There is only one exit door to the infusion room, and the place where I made the call just now is right at the door, so it is impossible for the boy to leave through the door.
So it is very possible that he is still in the infusion room, but just hidden.
I am really Sherlock Holmes alive!
Lin Zhiming was secretly proud, and then began to search the infusion room seriously.
"That young boy jumped through the window and ran away." An old man who was giving an infusion next to him kindly reminded him.
"Ah?!" Lin Zhiming looked at the uncle in surprise.
The uncle pointed at the window and said, "He ran away from there."
"Thank you, uncle!" Lin Zhiming thanked the uncle and quickly ran to the window.
Outside the window is a yard.
"Damn it, I am also a Holy King after all, but I let a little brat like you run away, damn it!" Lin Zhiming cursed, climbed out of the window and ran out.
Fortunately, the boy was not strong enough, so he did not run far. Lin Zhiming soon saw his shadow and chased after him.
"You are not honest, little brother. You ran away before I gave you the money you owed me. Why are you kidding me?" Lin Zhiming walked beside the boy and said with a straight face.
"I...I have no money." The boy said with an aggrieved look.
"I didn't ask you to pay it back right away, so why are you running away? A bag of nutrient solution costs more than 10,000 yuan, so you just pulled it out. Do you have a mine at home?" Lin Zhiming said angrily.
"I, I also heard them say that my nutrient solution is very expensive, and I, I am not worthy of it." The boy said.
"Is that why you ran away?" Lin Zhiming asked.
"Well..." the boy nodded and said, "I, I just lost a little bit, you... you can take it and sell it to others."
"What the hell..." Lin Zhiming raised his hand and slapped the boy on the back of the head and said, "Who would buy the nutrient solution after it has been opened?"
"Can't you sell it?" the boy asked doubtfully.
"Have you never received a nutrient solution? The nutrient solution cannot be resold after it is opened. After all, it is put into the body. Who can guarantee that there is no ginseng or other things inside after opening." Lin Zhiming said.
"Ah...that's it..." The boy showed an expression of sudden realization.
"I'm not asking you to pay back the money now, so what are you afraid of? If you really have no other choice, just go to work on my construction site, move bricks or something, and use your salary to offset the money you owe me," Lin Zhiming said.
"But...but I don't want to live anymore, brother." The boy said helplessly.
"How old are you that you don't want to live anymore? I have lived for more than thirty years and feel that I haven't lived enough yet!" Lin Zhiming said with a frown.
"I just don't want to live anymore." The boy shook his head.
"What's your name?" Lin Zhiming asked.
"My name is Chen Kuhai." the boy said.
Lin Zhiming raised his eyebrows. According to what the boy's aunt said before, the boy's name should be Xiuyu. Now he said his name was Chen Kuhai. It was obviously a random pseudonym, just like his Lin Kai.
"Then why do you want to die?" Lin Zhiming asked.
"It's hard to put it into words. I've experienced too much suffering in my life. Life is like a sea of suffering. I just want to be freed as soon as possible." The boy said with a melancholy expression.
"When a person is born and when he dies, it is all determined by God. It is fate. You have not reached the time of death yet." Lin Zhiming shook his head.
"I don't believe in fate." The boy shook his head.
"Don't you believe in fate? How about we take a gamble?" Lin Zhiming said.
"Betting? What are you betting on?" the boy asked doubtfully.
Lin Zhiming smiled and pointed to a lottery shop in front of him and said, "Bet on your life."?