MTL - The Haunted-Chapter 18 Hospitalization

When I woke up late, I found myself not at home, and the streetlights that came out of the window were the only light source.

There were two beds in the small room, and the iron shelves hanging from the bottles were placed on the bedside. It was true that the furnishings were in the hospital. They were lying on the bed in the back, but the silence was too much.

The late eyes gradually adapted to the darkness in the room, and later I realized that there was still a person sitting on the bed outside, but the person had never moved and did not make any noise, so he ignored it at first. .

He was still a little unconscious, and he whispered to the back: "Welcome, welcome?"

The shadow of the human voice slowly turned around, and after a long delay, he turned his fascination and welcomed him. Is he so thin? Is he so short? The most important thing is... Where does he have the long black hair at that end...

He was so scared that he closed his eyes in an instant, didn't dare to look at the front of the thing, but he couldn't attend to the hospital. It was late at night, only shouting with his eyes closed: "Ye Yingzhi!" while the right hand subconsciously gripped Live a small porcelain bottle on your chest.

Even in extreme fear, he still sighed for a moment – ​​where did this small porcelain bottle come from? I was very accustomed to wearing it and never noticed. He clearly remembers that he was wearing a jade that his grandmother gave him...

At this moment the door was kicked silently, and a soft bang was heard on the wall. Almost the next moment, he was picked up by a pair of familiar hands and pressed into his arms.

He heard Ye Yingzhi's voice: "Auntie, what's wrong? You open your eyes and look at me."

After a long time, I dared to open my eyes and pointed at the empty bed next to me. The voice still trembled: "Here, there was a ‘person’ there...”

He looked at Ye Yingzhi uneasily, and the meaning of his words was already obvious - he was suggesting that it was not human.

Ye Yingzhi touched the burst of cold sweat that he was provoked by the moment, his eyes darkened, and he said: "Nothing, nothing."

After a short whisper, "Hmm", some grievances: "Where are you going? Why don't you stay with me?" After he said that he felt sick, he felt like a 10-year-old girl.

Ye Yingzhi smiled and pressed him to his chest, holding it tighter: "I am going to give you a hospitalization and a doctor."

"How can I leave, I am not always by your side?" His hand was put down from his head, seemingly unintentionally pressed in the porcelain bottle behind his chest.

Late, but did not notice his last sentence: "Will you be hospitalized? What is the disease? Is it serious?"

"Nothing," Ye Yingzhi held him back on the bed and gave him a good quilt. "Acute gastritis, staying for one night tonight, you can go home early tomorrow."

Late, I looked at the bed next to my eyes with some uneasiness: "... Can you change a room?"

Ye Yingzhi said: "No, this is the last room available. Nothing, this time I am watching you next door, do not leave in one step, so that you can always see me?"

Although I have heard of the anecdotes in the hospital, I saw myself in the first impression of the late impression. He is inexplicably trusting Ye Yingzhi, as if he is not afraid of these ghosts.

He looked at Ye Yingzhi and nodded, but he was still afraid that he would pull his left hand and press it in his quilt. Looking up and looking at each other's eyes is very innocent, as if stealing someone's hand is not their own.

Ye Yingzhi took his hand back and whispered: "Resume, the person who infusions will come soon."

Late and think of something, holding up the small porcelain bottle on the chest and holding it to Ye Yingzhi: "Welcome, do you remember when I started wearing this? Why didn't I have any impression? My grandmother sent me Where is jade going?"

Ye Yingzhi’s eyes picked up slightly and smiled. “How did you forget that this was what I gave you when I just met each other last year. Grandma sent you jade. You are not willing to take the drawer under the bedside table. Is it?"

After a late "snap", some doubts about how they had no impression of Ye Yingzhi's own porcelain bottle, but did not entangle, honestly closed his eyes and began to rest.

Sure enough, it didn't take long for me to feel that the lights in the room were turned on after a half-dream and a half-awake, and a nurse pushed in a bottle and other items.

Ye Yingzhi pushed him and shouted: "Come, aunt, reach out."

Lately, he stumbled out his hand, and the nurse gave him a needle to hang the bottle in three or two. He did not say a word. Lately looking up at her, an unusual face, but tightly stretched, flat without expression, like a manipulating puppet.

When I saw it at first sight, I was shocked. Later, I was relieved. If I had to work overtime to take care of various patients, I would probably be too tired to show any expression.

The white light on the roof was a bit dazzling, and Ye Yingzhi stretched out his hand to cover his eyes. He said gently, "Sleep, take a break and just fine."

The nurse pushed the cart away, the door slammed shut and the house fell into darkness again.

There was a bed next to it, but I couldn’t dare to let Ye Yingzhi rest in the past. He moved to the side near the bottle and patted the vacant half of the bed: "Welcome, come up to sleep, we squeeze."

Ye Yingzhi held down his hand: "Be careful not to touch it." But did not refuse, and climbed into the bed along the late words, hands on his waist.

"Sleep, I look at the liquid."

I want to respond to my lover, but the sleepiness has come again. The eyelids sink and fall, and consciousness has fallen into a sweet dream.

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When I woke up again, I was already lying on my bed, and the sky was bright, and the aroma of rice porridge was faintly heard.

He tossed it for one night yesterday, and now the first feeling he wakes up is hungry.

Ye Yingzhi seems to have a bowl of millet porridge coming in and feels like he is sitting up. "You have a bad stomach. You can only drink porridge in these two days."

After a while, I took a porridge on the other hand and suddenly thought of something: "Welcome, when are we coming back? How come back?"

Ye Yingzhi said: "The liquid was returned in order to make a bed for the hospital. Just like when I went yesterday, I took you back by taxi."

I am sorry that this is not right?

"Why don't you wake me up?"

Yesterday, he was too embarrassed to finally lose consciousness and fainted. He was eager to hold on to carrying it and holding it in a taxi. It was normal to get it to the hospital, but he was good after losing the liquid. It’s almost the same, it’s just asleep and no coma, why don’t you wake up and go home together?

Ye Yingzhi lowered his eyes and gave a spoonful of porridge to the past: "The ingredients in the medicine yesterday have analgesic and sleeping. The doctor said that it is best not to wake you up. I am not afraid to hold you."

Late, I didn’t know anything about medicine. I even believed it.

Ye Yingzhi only promised to make him porridge in the next few days. On Monday, he almost stopped him from going to work.

I want to cry without tears: "Welcome, just acute gastritis, you can't let me eat serious things, even if you don't need to lock me in bed to recuperate?"

Ye Yingzhi only released people, but I feel that the last sentence of the late sentence is still very good.

After two weeks, he was able to regain the right to eat normal meals without drinking porridge after many proposals, struggles, and even bribes. However, the recipe is still light, and the one that is too cold and hot and spicy, does not allow him to touch.

Late and incompetently poked the soup with the chopsticks in front of the soup: "Ye Yingzhi, do you treat me as a rabbit?"

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Ye Yingzhi smiled and touched his ear: "If you don't do anything, it's not bad to raise you such a white and tender big rabbit."