non-contractual relationship

Chapter 3

Ankang really didn't look back, and naturally he didn't see Lu Hong who changed his way.

He ran all the way back to the hospital.

The ICU still needs family members to sign at any time in the past two days. He is going out today to ask his aunt to come to the hospital to replace him for a while.

When he arrived at the hospital, Ankang was still thinking: Lu Hong's house is not too far away from the hospital, otherwise his aunt would have to delay for a while.

At the gate of the ICU, I saw my aunt.Ankang hurried over to say hello.

His aunt still had a benevolent look, and asked him how his business was going in a soft voice.

He said hello casually, and before he had time to say more, he caught the bag that his aunt stuffed in, and heard his aunt say, "Kangkang, there are two quilts in this bag, and my aunt doesn't know that you are staying these days." Wow, thinking that the outside is neither warm nor clean, I dried your sister’s old quilt twice for you. Although it’s a bit old, it’s big and warm. It’s cold at night, remember to add more.”

"En." Ankang had just finished answering when a man's shadow appeared on the wall at the other end of the corridor.A man was walking this way, calling his aunt's name as he walked.

His aunt glanced at her, looking a little flustered.Ankang didn't know what to say, so he felt a warm hand stretched out from the side of the bag, holding a few banknotes in his hand, and stuffing them into his hand.

He called softly: "Aunt—"

His aunt acted more aggressively, she found the trouser bag and stuffed it in, then slapped it flat hard, then turned her head to meet him as if nothing had happened: "In the hospital, keep your voice down, it's a ghost!"

His uncle walked over, with some cloudy eyes slipping back and forth between the two of them, and stayed in the pocket for a long time, as if confirming that the bag was worthless, he reluctantly opened his mouth: "I'll call you for a long time You shouldn't, I thought you were dead! What are you doing? Don't talk."

Before Ankang's aunt responded, his uncle turned his head and sighed at Ankang: "Ankang, uncle knows you are sensible, and also knows that you are difficult. But you have to know that your aunt and uncle are not easy, and your sister is going to school too. The school selection fee is tens of thousands. Why don't you pay back the 3 yuan you borrowed first? Then it doesn't matter if your aunt comes to watch for a few more days."

Ankang couldn't respond, so he could only lower his head, and inadvertently saw his aunt's hands holding his uncle's clothes.He felt a little uncomfortable: he made trouble for his aunt again.

Today, his uncle didn't know what was going on, he suddenly pushed away the aunt who was persuading him in a low voice, and suddenly raised his voice to him: "Little bastard, you'd better be honest, don't make trouble if you don't have money! Pay back the money, when can we talk about it!"

After finishing speaking, she turned to her aunt, cursing: "And you, where are you turning your elbows? Go, go! What are you doing with such a dead star every day!"

Before the words were finished, his uncle dragged his aunt away, but his aunt was still looking back, as if she wanted to say a lot of instructions, but she couldn't open her mouth.Seeing this, Ankang could only smile, holding the bulging quilt with one hand, and saying goodbye to his aunt with the other.

Uncle's yelling was still echoing in the corridor. Ankang looked back at the ICU and the care instructions posted on the door of the ICU. Thinking of Dad An who was well taken care of inside, he felt a little more at ease.

It will be fine.

He said so to himself.

......

My aunt stuffed herself with 500 yuan.

Ankang was woken up from the bench at five or six o'clock the next morning by the patrolling security guards, and only then did he remember what was in his trouser pocket: In addition to the expenses to be left to the hospital, the living expenses during this period were at least a little more generous.

He snorted a bunch of hair, washed his face, went to the 24-hour convenience store downstairs to buy a set of simple toiletries, returned to the fourth floor outside the ICU door, and stood in the corridor like a door god After watching the door for a while, I took the plastic bag containing the toiletries and went to the bathroom.

At nine o'clock in the morning, the doctor called and asked him to go to the interview room after the visit at ten o'clock today.

After answering the phone, Ankang regained some energy.

This is the third good news after being admitted by Yuehua yesterday.The second is that he went to the shop where he was working to resign yesterday during the day. The boss didn't make things difficult for him, and paid him half a month's salary.

Ankang took a deep breath, then let it out slowly, and said to himself firmly in his heart: "It will be fine." It will definitely be fine.

Talk room at ten o'clock.

After listening to the doctor's speech, Ankang's mind flickered with white light.

He was back in that delicate situation: he seemed to understand what the people around him were saying, but he didn't seem to understand.

The female doctor in a white coat waited patiently. Seeing Ankang's depressed face, she pursed her lips, and then continued: "We will definitely try our best to treat your father, but your father's situation is not optimistic now. One point, we must inform you in advance."

Ankang nodded, and his eyes fluttered between the banners hanging in the conversation room, "I understand, thank you. As long as there is still a glimmer of hope, we will not give up." After speaking, we?Now besides myself, who else is there?

The female doctor seemed to have seen many such scenes, her tone was calm, but there was a trace of resolute tenderness in her eyes.

Ankang heard her say: "Dr. Chen, who rescued your father that day, did his best, and you know that. Next, we will do our best to treat the patient. But whether he can wake up again, we have no way to go down." It's settled."

Ankang was brought back to his sanity by the words "Dr. Chen", and he realized that "Be strong" vaguely sounded in his mind. Dr. Chen might be referring to the person who came out of the operating room and called him that day.He suppressed another smile that he thought was very ugly, and said, "I see. Thank you."

The female doctor nodded and paused for a while, thinking of something to say, but in the end she didn't continue, got up and opened the door behind her and left.

Ankang got up in a daze, opened the door of the conversation room, and went out as well.

After going out, Ankang leaned against the wall next to the conversation room, watching three or four family members walk in nervously.He couldn't tell what it was like in his heart, but the sockets of his eyes were aching, but he couldn't shed a single tear.

He felt as if he had been beaten into a ball of rotten flesh by this world, but when he opened his eyes again, it seemed that nothing had happened: what happened?

This trance situation lasted until Ankang received a text message from Yuehua at noon.

Ankang was picking fruit on the street opposite the hospital when he received the text message.The fall of Father An made the originally intolerant life even more difficult.During this period of time, Ankang bought some cheap fruits for his lunch meal, and only ate something to live in sooner or later.

After weighing the fruit and negotiating the price with the boss, Ankang clicked on the message. The content of the message was very simple, asking them to report to Yuehua at 08:30 next Monday morning so that they could receive simple induction training.

After waking up, Ankang called up the calendar on his phone and looked: Today is Saturday, which means he will go to work the day after tomorrow.

Ankang has always had big ideas, whether he dropped out of school, worked, or insisted on treating his father, even if he was alone, even if he was still in the care of his parents a year ago, his life was not rich enough, a bit hard but warm calm life.But at this time, he was rarely at a loss.

He had made up his mind to do this job, but he didn't understand what he was going to face next, and he didn't know if he could walk away: Auntie couldn't continue to disturb him depending on the situation, and his mother Relatives on one side have little contact.The savings at home are enough for my father to live for another two days at most...

After much deliberation, Ankang did not find any good solution.But he is very sure of one thing - he must not lose the job of Yuehua.

Just begging for help and bumping into walls, Ankang waited until the hospital notified him of another conversation the next day.

During this conversation, the doctor told Ankang that 48 hours had passed, and An's father hadn't woken up yet, but An's father's condition was relatively stable, and he didn't have to keep guarding outside the door like these two days.If there is anything to do, they will call Ankang to come over and sign as soon as possible, and Ankang must arrive within half an hour.

Ankang thought about the location of Yuehua Club, estimated the distance, and thought that he should be able to arrive within half an hour, so he hurriedly agreed.This can be regarded as letting go of a big stone in my heart.

......

Monday at 08:30 am.it's clear.

Ankang stood in front of Yuehua's gate, not sure if he was dazzled, he seemed to see the general manager who was smoking a cigarette in the office on the second floor being embraced by another man, his posture was very unbearable.

The second floor.

The man standing by the window hugging Mr. An was slightly worried: "What's the matter? After the recruitment, you have been like this all the time."

The cigarette held in Mr. An's hand continued to burn, and a lot of ash was shaken off by the movement of the person holding the cigarette.

An Lan's hand holding the cigarette was still shaking, her Adam's apple kept rolling, and it took her a long time to hold back a sentence: "Take your hand out of my pants before you talk."

After finishing speaking, he turned around and put his legs on the man's body, firmly clamping the man's waist: "I remember I reminded you more than once that the quality of the one-way perspective windows in the office on the second floor is not very good, and I don't want to Performing the night futon drama on the main road?"

The man snorted, but didn't stop An Lan's movements. He still supported An Lan honestly with both hands to save him some effort, but he waited for him to lose his temper before he said quietly: "I remember you also said , don’t burn people casually with cigarette butts in the future, it’s easy to get infected and leave scars.”

An Lan threw away the extinguished cigarette butt, let go of the hands that had been around the man's neck just now, and deliberately shook them back and forth, with an expression of what you can do to me.

The man was afraid that he would fall, so he added three points of strength to his arm, his veins were a little raised, but he still hugged the person in his arms tightly with a good temper.

Only then was An Lan so satisfied that she hung up like a koala and hummed happily.

The man noticed the change in An Lan's mood, his eyes darkened, he didn't deliberately poke An Lan's playfulness, he just used his strength to throw An Lan up slightly, and put him on the railing by the window, his other hand seemed to comfort him. He patted An Lan on the back, and then turned his gaze downstairs——the person's eyes below were so intense that he couldn't ignore it even if he wanted to: "There's a kitten looking at you below. It's the one you said yesterday." Only?"

An Lan didn't look back, as if she knew who the man was talking about, she answered casually: "Oh, he. It's really early."

The man replied without thinking: "I don't see anything like you."

After a pause for a while, a sentence popped up out of nowhere: "But I always feel that his looks are familiar?"

After An Lan listened, she automatically ignored the second half of the man's sentence, smiled, and patted the man's arm like a reward: "Human, I always feel a little bit concerned when I see someone using my former name. You draw the curtains."

The expression on the man's face did not change at all, but the movements of his hands were much faster. As soon as he finished speaking, he had already pressed the button by the wall.

The venetian blinds were slowly opened, the room gradually darkened, and An Lan's minor tune began to get slightly out of tune.After a while, some rustling sounds sounded.

"It's so hot, what have you eaten recently?"

"You've been on a business trip for a month."

An Lan understood the man's complaint about "I can't have a good meal when I go home", and she was amused. Before she could say anything, she heard the man muttering in her ear with grievances: "A spring night is worth a thousand dollars!" .”

An Lan lost her temper: "... Take it easy."

Then, only sporadic ambiguous sounds remained in the room.

The author has something to say: Preliminary Summary 3.0: In the next chapter, Gong is about to appear!

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