cry that scum

Chapter 120

The wound on Lan Jing's back just started to clot and scab, Cong Lang didn't want to torment him too much, pinched his waist and did it again, then carried him to the bathroom to refresh himself, and came back to hug him to sleep.

The next day, Shen Bai asked Cong Lang to go to the hospital for an examination. Lan Jing woke up from the dream and heard their conversation saying that he would go too.

Cong Lang felt that it would be safer to bring someone with him, so he agreed.

When the two arrived at the hospital, Shen Bai had already spared time to wait.

After taking Cong Lang through a series of examinations, Cong Lang and Lan Jing went to Shen Bai's office first, and Shen Bai took the examination report and gathered the brain experts to discuss Cong Lang's condition.

The result was better than expected. After Shen Bai came back, he notified Cong Lang that he could have the operation in a week.

"However, you need to collect various data indicators of your body every day. I think it's better for you to be hospitalized these few days." Shen Bai said.

Cong Lang pondered for a while.

"Stay here, so you don't have to go back and forth." Said Lan Jing next to him.

In fact, Cong Lang had nothing important to do, it didn't matter if he couldn't live there, so he raised his head and asked Shen Bai, "Is the suite still available?"

Shen Bai was taken aback, and checked the records, "There are no rooms these two days, all are fully occupied, but there are still private rooms."

"Single room is also fine." Cong Lang nodded slightly, then turned to look at Lan Jing, "You live here with me these few days."

"Huh?" Lan Jing was taken aback for a moment, then said, "Okay."

"By the way, this is your grandfather's latest health report." Shen Bai handed a folder to Lan Jing, "There is no danger, the situation has stabilized."

Lan Jing was a little overjoyed, flipped through the pages, and thanked Shen Bai sincerely.

"I have an idea, do you want to hear it?" Shen Bai hesitated for a moment and said.

Like a good student who listened carefully to the class, Lan Jing immediately sat up straight, "Say it."

"You said that day that you wanted to find a hypnotist for the two elderly people, and I think it's feasible," Shen Bai said. "The grandparents have indeed suffered too much. If a psychiatrist came to enlighten them, the situation might be better."

Lan Jing lowered his head and thought.

Cong Lang couldn't help looking at him.

"The elderly are relatively weak in defense, and it is easy to build trust with the doctor, and the treatment effect may be better." Shen Bai said.

Lan Jing subconsciously wanted to touch the cigarette case, but he held back when he thought that this was a hospital, and finally heaved a sigh of relief after making up his mind, "Okay."

In fact, he has no right to make decisions for the two old people, but it is better to let them spend the remaining years happily than to suffer in such pain now.

Lan Jing and Cong Lang went home to get a change of clothes, and then checked into the ward.

Although the space in the single ward is small, the bed is big enough to accommodate two adult men without any problem.

Lan Jing's back is not good, so he can only sleep on his stomach these nights.

After coming out of the shower, he flung himself on the bed, then turned his head to look at Cong Lang who was sitting quietly, and couldn't help rubbing his hands to ask, "Hey, you haven't been able to see for the past few months, what do you do every day?"

Cong Lang thought for a while and said, "Stay."

"Then...it's hard." Lan Jing asked in a low voice.

Can't see anything, can't do anything, Lan Jing feels uncomfortable even thinking about it.

Cong Lang raised his lips, shook Lan Jing's chin with his hands, and asked jokingly, "Why, do you love me?"

"...Mmm." Lan Jing nodded honestly.

"Just kidding," Cong Lang said with a smile, "Brother Dong and Shen Bai are afraid that I will be bored, so they harass me in different ways every day. I'm very busy."

"Oh——" Lan Jing dragged out his tone, his voice was clearly displeased, "I know, you're still too busy flirting with that Yin Hang."

"Are you still jealous?" Cong Lang asked playfully.

Lan Jing snorted, turned his head away, and turned back after a few seconds, hesitating, "Well... I scratched him, are you unhappy?"

"No," Cong Lang said, "I had nothing to do with him."

Cong Lang was more polite and responsive to Yin Hang just because he saw that the other party helped his father's face, but the child was too pushy.

"Don't associate with him in the future, I'm afraid I can't help but kill him." Lan Jing said bitterly.

Cong Lang pursed his lips and said, "Listen to you."

Satisfied, Lan Jing went over and kissed Cong Lang's lips, and Cong Lang held the back of his head with his hands, deepening and extending the kiss.

When some parts of the two of them reacted, they slowly separated.

"Lan Xiaojing, I'm asking you a question, don't lie." Cong Lang said, leaning on Lan Jing's forehead.

"Why did you want to find a hypnotist before?"

Lan Jing didn't expect Cong Lang to be so keen, he rolled his eyes twice, and lied without changing his face, "Didn't Shen Bai just say that, he asked for the two old people."

Cong Lang looked at him clearly with disbelief, but in the end he didn't say anything, but kissed Lan Jing again pityingly.

While chatting, time passed quickly, and by the time Lan Jing yawned and looked at his phone, it was already past twelve o'clock in the evening.

"It's time for you to take your medicine." Lan Jing rubbed his waist, got out of bed, and opened the medicine box he brought from home.

Cong Lang went to the bathroom to wash up first.

Lan Jing took the hot water and let it dry, then prepared all the pills Cong Lang wanted to take and put them in the bottle cap, then he paused, looked at the closed bathroom door, and took out a pill from his pocket. Small white pieces of medicine mixed in with the pills.

Cong Lang came out after washing, took all the medicine, and said, "Go to sleep."

Lan Jing followed him onto the bed, and Cong Lang took him into his arms and turned off the light.

It was almost two o'clock in the morning, Lan Jing listened to the long breathing in his ears, and after confirming that the person was asleep, he got up from the bed.

He glanced at Cong Lang in the moonlight outside, then got out of bed carefully, and quietly went out the door with the car keys.

Lan Jing left the hospital quickly, and then drove to the airport. He had bought a ticket to City G online before, and there was still an hour to take off.

After boarding the plane and taking a seat, Lan Jing took out his mobile phone and sent a message to Cong Lang.

——I went to G City to find my grandparents, and apologized to them, hoping they would forgive me.

——I was afraid that you would stop me from going, so I added a sleeping pill to your medicine, and left secretly, don't be angry.

After a while, Lan Jing edited another article: If I can get their forgiveness, I think...you should feel better when you are with me.

These words were a bit pretentious, Lan Jing bit his lip and hesitated whether to send it, when the flight attendant came over and asked him to put his phone in airplane mode or turn it off.

Lan Jing pressed the send button.

At six o'clock in the morning, Lan Jing arrived at his destination. At the same time, the news of his appearance in G City reached Shu Mingcheng's ears almost immediately.

"Follow him first, see what he is going to do, find an opportunity, and deal with it." Shu Mingcheng ordered in a cold voice.

Cong Lang was woken up by Shen Bai who came in to make rounds at eight o'clock in the morning, and the two found out that Lan Jing had left two messages and left without saying goodbye. Cong Lang was angry and anxious, and asked Shen Bai to read the messages to him.

When Shen Bai finished reading, Cong Lang sat by the hospital bed and didn't make a sound for a long time.

Lan Xiaojing, are you stupid?

Cong Lang gripped his phone tightly. After graduating from primary school, Young Master Cong had never cried again, but at this moment, because of Lan Jing's words, his eyes suddenly became moist.