Yuba can't

Chapter 90

"You don't need to worry, your brother is the one with the least serious condition." The doctor turned his head slightly and glanced at the emergency room, and then said, "His right ankle has a severe fracture, and this needs to be done." Take time to raise it slowly, but...even if it is raised well, you can't eat too much, and you won't be able to do this kind of physical work in the future."

Citi horrified, "Then walking, wouldn't it be lame?"

The doctor smiled and shook his head, "That's not true. As long as you take care of yourself well and don't do heavy work after recovery, your ability to move will not be affected at all."

Citi breathed a sigh of relief, "That's good."

"Okay, you guys wait here." The doctor stuffed the mask into his pocket, turned and walked to the other end of the corridor.

Pang Shuai looked at Citi's relaxed expression, and he was a little relaxed, and said with a slight smile, "It's over, Zhuang Yao has lost a lot this time, and he won't be able to do heavy work in the future. How will he support you in the future?"

Citi let out a long breath, patted his chest and said, "It's okay, it's the same for me to support him."

Pang Shuai grinned and said: "Look at your virtue, let's go... I'll take you to the bathroom to wash your face, don't wait for Zhuang Yao to wake up, you're scaring him to death."

Citi grinned, the white teeth contrasted with the dark face: "Is there? Scary?"

Pang Shuai clicked his tongue in disgust: "You can see for yourself in a while."

Citi reluctantly went to the bathroom, stood in front of the mirror and looked at himself, just when Pang Shuai went into the cubicle to pee, Citi leaned weakly on the sink, from knowing that Zhuang Yao was buried in the well to now, his Her heart never stopped beating wildly, even if she knew that Zhuang Yao was fine, it still did.The tense nerves were relaxed, and the whole person looked weak, even the bones of the whole body were clamoring. Turning to look at himself in the mirror, the dark face was really scary, Citi squinted and smiled, I just want to say three words, it's worth it.

There was the sound of flushing water in the cubicle, Shuai Pang pushed the door and came out, staring at Citi suspiciously while wearing his trouser belt and asked, "Tired?"

Citi hummed unabashedly: "It feels like she's peeled off."

"Hey..." Marshal Pang sighed: "Look at your virtue at that time, the good guy rushed in as if he was dying, I have convinced you."

Citi smiled weakly: "I'm a little scared now."

"It's right to know that you are afraid. If you don't feel it now, you are really an idiot." Pang Shuai walked to Citi and turned on the faucet. He washed his hands first, and then stretched out his hand to hold Citi's head: "Low down Nod your head, brother wash your face."

Citi bent over, Pang Shuai held the water with one hand, and rubbed it gently when he reached Citi's face, the water instantly turned black and flowed down the pipe to the ground.

"Look, how nice it looks when it's clean." Pang Shuai joked, then untied his overalls, took off the white short sleeves inside, and threw his bare arms to Citi: "There's no towel here, use my clothes to wipe it."

Citi stared at his upper body and said, "Then what are you wearing?"

Shuai Pang shook the muscles in his arms and said, "Put on work clothes, just go home and take a shower."

Citi hesitated for a moment, then took Pang Shuai's clothes and rubbed his face a few times.

When he returned, Zhuang Yao had already come out of the emergency room and was placed in the corridor on the second floor of the hospital. Citi came to the hospital bed and looked at him. He was sleeping deeply, his breathing was not as smooth as usual, and he had more beautiful faces. So many scratches, so much in just one day and one night, but...he is still him, and being alive is better than anything else.

"Tsk tsk..." Pang Shuai hugged his shoulders and jokingly said: "This guy is really fascinated, and he is not afraid that he will not be able to pull it out."

Citi suppressed the urge to cry, sniffed, turned her head and smiled, "Is it okay?"

"Hey... I found out that I'm an idiot." Pang Shuai wryly smiled and said, "I went to the ground with you desperately to dig people, but when the people got out, you just let me kill donkeys and burn bridges. Why is it so painful?"

Citi felt embarrassed when Pang Shuai said this, and hurriedly thanked: "Well... I was too anxious at the time, and I haven't said thank you to you yet."

"Fuck." Pang Shuai curled his lips: "Come on, what's the use of talking about these ozone layers? Let's talk about something serious."

"Business?" Citi asked back.

Pang Shuai said with a sad face: "Ancestor, I have been with you to save people for a day and a night, can you give me something to eat? I came out in a hurry today, but I didn't bring a penny with me. The wallet is at your house."

Citi was taken aback: "Ah, why didn't you say so earlier." Citi hurriedly took out 150 yuan from the pocket of his overalls and handed it over: "I usually only have more than [-] yuan on me, so you can use it to buy something to eat. "

Pang Shuai took the money and clicked his tongue: "That's enough." Pang Shuai held the money in his hand and said, "You wait here, I'll go out to buy something to eat."

"it is good."

Pang Shuai turned and walked towards the elevator.

"Shuai Pang." Hua Qi suddenly stopped him.

Pang Shuai turned his head curiously: "What's wrong?"

"Would you like to buy a pack of cigarettes?"

Pang Shuai raised his eyebrows and said, "Hey, why are you still smoking?"

Citi lazily said: "I'm really tired, and I want to smoke to relax."

"Does he deserve it?" Shuai Pang laughed and cursed as he entered the elevator.

Citi sighed, and turned to look at Zhuang Yao on the hospital bed, his eyelashes trembling slightly, as if he would wake up at any moment.However, Citigroup is not in a hurry, because it is good that Zhuang Yao can come out.

When going down the well, Citi was distracted and secretly thought, what would he be like if he hadn't found Zhuang Yao?Cry out loud once?Or silently grieve for a while and forget about this person?Or maybe... In short, Citi has thought about many kinds of outcomes, but he is only willing to believe in the outcome in front of him, that is, Zhuang Yao is safe and sound.

"Hey..." Citi sighed again, wrinkled his face and moved his body, his whole body was so weak that he wished he could lie down beside Zhuang Yao and sleep.

Citi took off the leather boots issued in the mine. The iron block in the toe of the boots made him unable to move. He took them off and threw them under the hospital bed. Looking down, Citi's feet were already black, especially the toes. The seams and toenails were covered with soot, and he subconsciously bent his toes.

"Your feet are really dark." Pang Shuai walked over with the food he bought.

Citi said weakly: "It's the same if you take off your shoes."

Pang Shuai looked down and said, "Go and wash." Pang Shuai paused and said, "Come on, you'd better sit here, your hands won't get wet."

Citi raised his right hand, and only now did he really feel the pain.

"Does it hurt?" Pang Shuai asked.

Citi smiled and said, "It's okay, I can resist."

"If you can resist, eat first, and wash your feet later. Anyway, I don't dislike Zhuang delicacies, and I don't dislike them." Pang Shuai opened the plastic bag, which contained sliced ​​red sausage, chicken legs and sliced ​​meat. Pork liver, a few big white steamed buns that are fluffy and tender, will whet your appetite.

Without further ado, Citi picked up a steamed bun and gnawed it, his cheeks were bulging, and he muttered while eating: "I don't know if I don't eat it, but I found out that I'm going to starve to death after eating it."

Shuai Pang smoked his newly bought cigarette, tilted his head up and smiled and said, "I ate a piece of bread all day yesterday. It's no wonder I'm not hungry. By the way, that bread is really unpalatable. Is it employee bread?"

"probably!"

Pang Shuai spat: "That bread is stuffed raw, is he really the culprit?" Pang Shuai took out a bottle of canned beer from his trouser pocket, pulled off the iron ring and took a few sips with his head up: "Fuck me!" , I was thinking, if it was me who was buried in the well, would anyone be willing to go down to find me."

Citi didn't know how to answer, so he could only eat in suspense.

Shuai Pang stared at Citi for a few moments, then said, "I guess my mother will, right? Haha"

Citigroup still dare not say anything.

"If you say that Zhuang Yao has a good life." Pang Shuai walked to the hospital bed and looked down at Zhuang Yao, and suddenly shouted: "Zhuang Yao, if you wake up, it will be bad for Hua Puppy, buddy The first to turn against you."

I don't know if Pang Shuai's voice was too loud, but Zhuang Yao who was lying on the hospital bed moved his fingers, then his eyelashes trembled a few times, and he slowly opened his eyes.

When Pang Shuai saw Zhuang Yao opened his eyes, he was startled: "I am you, people are scary!"

Zhuang Yao's blunt eyes swept across Pang Shuai's face, then slowly moved to Citi's face, blinking his eyes lightly and slowly.

Seeing Zhuang Yao's hint, Hua Qi's nose turned sour, and his eyes were filled with hot tears. He hurriedly sniffed, and forgot to swallow the food in his mouth, so he went up and muttered: "Brother, you are scared to death!" me."

Zhuang Yao slowly raised the corners of his mouth, as if smiling at Citi again.

Citi sniffed his nose, and in order to prevent tears from flowing out, he hurriedly raised his hand to wipe it away, grinning smirkly, and holding up half a steamed bun in his hand, he said, "I'm hungry after waiting for you."

Zhuang Yao stared at Citi for a few moments, then turned to Pang Shuai.

Pang Shuai hurriedly said: "Don't look at me, he refused to eat it himself." After finishing speaking, Pang Shuai said to Hua Qi: "Should I ask a doctor to come over and have a look?"

Citi slapped his head, quickly swallowed the food in his mouth and said, "I'm too busy to be happy, I forgot about this, I'll go call now." Citi put down the steamed bun in his hand, and went to find a doctor with bare feet .

"Okay, just sit down for me." Pang Shuai stopped Citi and forced it onto Zhuang Yao's hospital bed: "You stay here with your man, I'll run an errand for you."

Citi gratefully said: "Thank you."

"Fuck, I want you to thank me?" Pang Shuai stretched his waist, took another cigarette from the cigarette case, put it in his mouth, and walked slowly to the doctor.

Hua Qi watched Pang Shuai leave, turned his head slowly, smiled and said to Zhuang Yao: "Brother, I still want to become a moth with you!"

The author has something to say: stare at...

I re-read Dream Eater today, and suddenly realized that I really didn’t work hard enough. To be honest, I didn’t regard writing as a hobby from the beginning, but I really wanted to write stories. Maybe it’s a personal problem, and I always prefer cities. There are small life stories in the background, so I have been working hard in this direction, and I don’t know if there will be results after such hard work!

Every time I open a pit, I worry about many problems, whether the story is exciting enough, whether it is attractive enough, and the next step is data collection, etc. I believe many authors are like this.

Dream Eater is really an inspiring anime, Yoshi, I believe I will also write a wonderful story, I hope the judges who like me can stay and give me a testimonial.

Yo Xi, see you tomorrow...sure to see you.

PS: Thanks to the two mines sent by the TWO judge, meh.

Thank you JIM for sending me a landmine, okay?