Chapter 1835: Waste
Ning Quruo's face turned even redder,
"Oh. (っ◔◡◔)っ
He put the things down and looked up at Huo Yan.
The two men looked at each other in silence.
After a few seconds, Huo Yan whispered,
"If you don't trust the people I called, you can also call them."
Ning Quruo was stunned for a moment before he realized that Huo Yan had misunderstood.
His lips tightened slightly, and after a few seconds, he smiled,
"It's okay, no, I trust you."
Huo Yan raised his eyebrows and said nothing.
Obviously a little surprised.
Ning Quruo lowered his head when he saw this.
The quiet atmosphere in the ward made him feel very uncomfortable, like sticky honey, layer by layer, gradually wrapping him.
He said casually,
"I'm going out to smoke a cigarette."
As he said that, he walked away from the bed.
His hand just put on the door handle of the ward.
Huo Yan's voice, which was a little too low, came from behind,
"Aruo. "
Ning Quruo's back stiffened.
For a moment, he stood there, and it took him a few seconds to adjust his expression. He turned his head back and said in a nonchalant tone,
"What's wrong?"
Huo Yan frowned, his voice a little cold,
"Your sister will be even more unhappy if she knows that you are ruining your body."
The man said, and gently brushed the hair on Gu Weimin's head.
Ning Quruo was a little stunned at first, but when he saw the movement of Huo Yan's hands, his brows knitted again.
He turned his head back a second before Huo Yan looked at him again,
"I know what's going on, but the air here is too stuffy. "
A top-notch hospital and a top-notch ward, the air is naturally not stuffy.
But...
Ning Quruo really felt like he was about to suffocate.
This time, without waiting for Huo Yan to say anything, Ning Quruo had already opened the door and walked out quickly.
He asked his driver to go to the small shop on the first floor of the inpatient department to buy a pack of cigarettes.
After getting the cigarettes, Ning Quruo found a corner, lit them up, and slowly smoked them.
"Ahem! ... Ahem! ..."
A muffled cough came from the corner of the hospital corridor.
The driver was about to step forward when he was stopped by a gesture from Ning Quruo.
The man leaned against the windowsill, his eyes dark and struggling.
He always said that Huo Yan was disgusting and had evil intentions towards his sister.
But in fact... the one with the intentions was actually him.
He looked up at the ceiling.
The white light was a little dazzling.
But he didn't close his eyes, just looked at it persistently.
He was panicking in his heart.
If you don't want others to know, you must not do it yourself. His thoughts will be discovered sooner or later.
By then, he will forget it, but what about his sister?
I don't know how long it took, the night wind froze the man's body, he stroked his arm and raised his tired eyes .
Not far away, a patch of white appeared in the sky.
It was daybreak...
Ning Quruo rubbed his forehead and walked back to the ward with a weak step.
Gu Weimian was still lying on the bed motionless.
Time was not subject to the will of Ning Quruo, Huo Yan and others. One-fifth of the time limit given by the doctor had passed.
...
In a blink of an eye, three-fifths of the time limit given by the doctor had passed.
And Gu Weimian still did not wake up.
The best possible time had passed.
Huo Yan and Ning Quruo had not slept for three days.
In addition to Gu Weimian's disappearance before, the two had been looking for Gu Weimian.
In almost four days, the two of them slept for less than an hour in total.
The eyes were so bloodshot that the entire white of the eye was red.
Good night~