Sun Langzhong in the pharmacy.

Zhang, who had been in a coma for half a month, finally woke up, slowly opened her eyes, and what was imprinted into her eyes was a bottle of normal saline, which was slowly dripping down through a translucent sheep intestine.

In her hand, a thin needle was inserted, wrapped in a cloth bandage, and fixed to the edge of the bed.

Her gaze slowly moved to the side, a figure in red clothes was busy, wiping the tables and chairs around her, she opened her mouth, but she didn't even have the strength to open her mouth, only let out a faint cry.

Xing'er heard the movement, turned around, was stunned for a moment, the expression on her face gradually changed from surprise to excitement, threw down the cloth in her hand, and rushed out the door, only to hear her excited shout from outside the door: "Wake up, wake up, Sister Zhang is awake!" ”

Sun Langzhong and Huan'er opened the curtain when they heard the words and walked in from outside.

Xing'er laughed and cried: "Godfather, your operation was successful, and Sister Zhang is alive!" ”

Among these people, the most excited is none other than Sun Langzhong.

This is the first time he has done surgery, the technique is rusty, completely relying on Zhen Ming's bitter jerky medical books to him, he didn't expect not only to save a mortal person from the ghost gate, but also to see the magic of blood transfusion, he has practiced medicine all his life, today is his proudest day.

After he stepped forward to check her body and tested her reaction, Zhang's body was fine, as long as he followed the methods written in the medical book given to him by Zhen Mingku, and carried out careful care, recovery was only a matter of time.

"Miss Zhang, can you hear the old man speak?"

Zhang's eyes were gloomy, and he didn't have a trace of desire to survive, so he nodded lightly, but didn't say a word.

"Silly girl, don't think about it again in the future, what can't you explain clearly, do you have to kill yourself? If it weren't for the fate to send you to me in time, the consequences would be really unimaginable. ”

Hearing Zhen Mingku's name, Zhang was obviously a little resistant, don't start, closed his eyes, but tears flowed down.

Sun Langzhong sighed, the heart medicine is still the heart medicine, no matter what they say, they can't heal Zhen Mingku's hurt to her, and glanced at Huan'er and Xing'er beside her, Xing'er carefully checked the room, and after making sure that there was nothing that could hurt Zhang's family, she turned around and left.

Zhang silently wept, thought wildly, and fell into a deep sleep.

……

When she woke up again.

It was already sunset, and the sun was setting outside the window, and the afterglow shone into the room.

Her hand was held, she opened her eyes, looked up, the familiar face imprinted into her eyes, the scar on the face, his unique mark.

Zhen Mingku was staring at her nervously at this time, and there was no longer the familiar smile on her face that didn't care about anything, but instead a complicated expression mixed with guilt and excitement.

Did he just look at her blankly for a day?

Does he also know that he is distressed? Isn't he gone? Didn't he leave her alone anymore? Didn't he hate her? What was he holding her hand for? Didn't he know that she didn't want to have anything to do with him anymore?

She closed her eyes and looked away.

"Goose goose." Zhen Mingku softly called her name.

She had already made up her mind, no matter what he said, no matter how he coaxed her, she would not relent, but as soon as she heard him speak, tears flowed uncontrollably, but she never opened her eyes.

Zhen Ming stayed by her side silently and did not speak.

There were only two people in the room, her and him, so quiet that only the sound of their breathing could be heard.

It took a long time to hear him say, "I'm sorry, I'm such a bastard." ”

The room fell silent again.

Outside the house, there was a faint nervous voice from Yu Dengshan: "Apricot girl, what are you doing under the window?" ”

"Shhhh Be quiet, and let Brother Zhen find out in a while, I won't spare you! ”

Xing'er, who was overheard outside the house, made the atmosphere in the house much calmer, but Zhang still refused to open his eyes to look at him.

After a while, Zhen Mingku gently put her slightly cold little hand on his hot chest, Zhang trembled, struggled, but couldn't break it, so he gave up and let him hold it.

I only heard Zhen Mingbitter say: "Goose goose, let me tell you a story." ”

Zhang was silent, and after a long time, he heard Zhen Ming say slowly: "Twenty years ago, there was a little boy who was thrown at the door of the orphanage by his father and mother when he was born, he grew up in the orphanage, and when he was six years old, the director died, he also burned his face, and followed a homeless man around, because he had an ugly scar on his face, so he had no friends since he was a child, and his uncle told him since he was a child that it was not his fault that he had a scar on his face, and it was their fault that others didn't like him because of his appearance, even if everyone in the world looked down on him, He must not look down on himself and live happily every day. ”

"When he was seven years old, his uncle sent him to elementary school, and he saw so many children for the first time......"

"He was eight years old in the second grade, and that year he met a little girl in their class, and he had never seen a girl as much like a doll in his sensible years, and he was very lucky to be her tablemate."

In this way, he was in the same class as her for five years, and he was promoted to junior high school in this way.

"In the five years of the same class, he rarely talked to her, and one of the most talked was when he was in junior high school, when she asked him where the women's toilet was, he didn't say a word, turned around and ran."

Zhen Ming said bitterly to himself, and Zhang finally opened his eyes and listened quietly.

"By the time he came back sweaty, she wasn't there, and he forgot to tell her that he had actually gone to help her find a toilet." At this time, Zhen Mingku had fallen into distant memories: "The girl's academic performance is not good, the family's economic conditions are not very good, and she has to help her parents do a lot of housework when she returns home every day, and she can't find time to study, so she will study in school every day until late before going home, and the little boy often pretends to study in the classroom until she comes home from school." ”

"Every time she came home, she would look back at the little boy in the corner of the classroom and smile sweetly, and say goodbye to him, he never dared to say hello to her, every time he waited for her to go away, he dared to see her ride her tattered bicycle away through the classroom window, because of her, he felt that her tattered bicycle was the most beautiful and unique bicycle in the world, at that time in his heart, the meaning of going to school every day was to see a smile on the girl's face, listen to her say goodbye to him, and then watch her go home."

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