The evil ex-boyfriend came to the door

Chapter 73

The smell of disinfectant filled his nostrils, and several hazy figures came and went in front of his eyes. Someone was calling his name, as if separated by a layer of cotton, he couldn't hear clearly.

Ning Xingruan opened his eyes wearily, and seemed to see his uncle looking at him anxiously, before he had time to distinguish whether it was a dream or reality, he lost consciousness again.

When he woke up, he confirmed that he was lying in the hospital with his worried uncle sitting beside him. His memory was stuck for a moment. After learning that the hospital he was lying in was Quzhao City People’s Hospital, he felt more and more , I seem to still have not woken up in a dream.

When he was in a daze, his uncle Ning Pingyang poured water and handed it to him. He observed his condition carefully, and saw that he was fine except for his spirit. Take care of your body and so on.

Ning Xingruan learned the "truth" of his hospitalization from Ning Pingyang's mouth. He was overworked and extremely weak, and was sent to the hospital after fainting.

Ning Xingruan shook his head subconsciously, he wanted to say that was not the case, it was all fake, he was clearly in that small seaside town, in the villa, with Yu Su, those memories were clearly in his mind, those were the real ones of!

However, he couldn't speak. As the doctor said, he couldn't detect any symptoms, but his body was very weak. After barely waking up for a while, he began to feel dizzy again.

He woke up intermittently several times in the middle, and by the time he was able to stay awake, two days had passed.

Uncle was not in the ward, so Ning Xingruan stood up and put the pillow behind his back, reaching out to grab the mobile phone on the small table beside the bed, but he didn't know that it had been a few days since he charged it last time, and the phone had been turned off.

Looking around, just as he was about to get out of bed to look for a charger, the curtain of the next bed was pulled open, and the young man who was half lying on the bed looked at him with his head, and carefully handed over a charger: "Hello, do you want to use it?" this one?"

Ning Xingruan looked at him, took the charger, and plugged it into the bedside socket.

After the phone was charged and turned on, he looked at the time displayed. Six days had passed since the day Yu Su found him.

He turned his head to look to the side, the man looked down at the phone, but he couldn't help sneaking glances this way from the corner of his eye.

He twitched his lips when he thought of the incense that Yu Su lit beside him before he lost consciousness.

It's a pity, I don't know if it was because he used it too much, or because of the change of fate, those incense didn't work for him this time.

Putting down the phone and shrinking into the bed, he wrapped himself in the quilt and yawned, the water wet his eyelashes with his movements.

He soon fell asleep again.

"We're too tired from work, let's go home first, go home and recuperate for a few months, and we'll talk about work when we come back." Ning Pingyang set up the small table, arranged the meals he bought, lifted the lid, and handed the chopsticks to Ning Xingruan said, "Your aunt misses you too, the room has been cleaned for you these two days."

Ning Xingruan remained silent. Since waking up, he only opened his mouth during the doctor's examination to indicate that he hadn't lost his voice. Since then, he hasn't said a word. Ning Pingyang only thought that he was in a bad mood, and didn't force him to speak.

Only Ning Xingruan knew in his heart that he was just a little bit depressed, he didn't want to speak, he didn't want to talk, he didn't want to do anything, if it wasn't for fear of scaring his uncle who cared so much for him, he didn't even want to get up and open his mouth to eat.

Swallowing the food in his mouth with difficulty, he endured the feeling of vomiting and stuffed another mouthful of rice into his mouth without responding.

The patient next door spoke up: "Uncle, why don't I introduce a job for you to consider, it's very easy, and you can also take care of your body, how about it?"

In the past two days, Ning Pingyang has gotten close to this young man, and has a good impression of him. Although he didn't intend to let Ning Xingruan go, he asked happily, "Then tell me, let me listen?"

The young man turned over with difficulty and said with a smile: "I have a relative who owns an old house in the urban area. Usually no one lives in it. I want someone to help look after the yard. There is no requirement. Very popular."

"The old house is well decorated and has all the living facilities. It would definitely not be cheap to rent it out, but they are not short of money, and they don't want the yard to be ruined by outsiders, so they thought about spending some money to hire someone to live in and take a look at it. on."

After Ning Pingyang finished listening, he hesitated: "Is there such a good thing?"

Is it the turn of outsiders to do such a good thing?

The young man said: "If I hadn't had to go out to work with my family, I would have wanted to live in it. Don't worry, if anything happens, I'll be responsible, okay?"

Ning Pingyang laughed twice, waved his hands and said: "It's not that I don't believe you, I'm just thinking, it's better to go home and raise it, or, let's think about it again?"

At this time, Ning Xingruan handed over the mobile phone, on which was a line of words he typed: "Uncle, I want to stay in Quzhao City."

Ning Pingyang froze for a moment, looked at the young man in the next bed with complicated eyes, sighed softly, and said, "Okay, you can decide your own affairs, I'll just wait for you to settle down here before going back."

"When will the owner of the yard come back?" Ning Xingruan typed another line and handed it over to ask.

"Oh... oh, maybe a year or two..."

Ning Xingruan moved the corner of his mouth, lowered his eyes and continued to eat his meal.

At night, maybe because there were too many people in the past two days, Ning Xingruan lay on the bed and looked at the white ceiling silently, unable to fall asleep no matter what.The hospital was very quiet, and occasionally someone walked around, and the sound became a little permeating after expanding through the empty corridor.

He turned around and lay on his side. After a while, he heard a slight movement from the bed next door. Although the man tried his best to slow down his movements, he still had injuries and bumps were inevitable.

Ning Xingruan heard people walking out of the ward, the sound of the ward door being gently closed, as if someone was talking outside, his heart skipped a beat, but he suppressed the rapid heartbeat and lay motionless.

After an unknown amount of time, the door of the ward creaked, and after a while, the ward fell into silence again.

The smell of disinfectant was suddenly mixed with an undetectable hint of sandalwood, and the temperature around him seemed to be a little low. Ning Xingruan got up suddenly and looked around in panic, only to see the surprised face of the patient on the next bed.

Slowly lying back on the bed, he buried his face in the pillow, biting his lips until the smell of rust filled his mouth, and he didn't feel it.

There was no movement, Ning Xingruan just lay on his stomach until the sky was bright, and when the nurse came to make rounds in the morning, he slowly dragged his tired body, turned the pillow over to cover the half-wet marks on it, pressed under him.

Ning Pingyang came to the hospital with breakfast at eight o'clock on time, and Ning Xingruan had already got out of bed, washed and sat back on the bed.

After only walking a few steps, his eyes turned black, and he almost failed to walk back.When Ning Pingyang came over, he looked at the bruises in his eyes and his paler complexion than yesterday, and asked the doctor in fear, but in the end, after a lot of tossing, he could only get the result of calming down and self-cultivation.

Ning Xingruan listened to the moaning and sighing in his ear, silently poured half a bowl of porridge into his stomach, and finally sent him a message on WeChat: "Uncle, I want to be discharged from the hospital."

Where could Ning Pingyang definitely agree, Ning Xingruan twitched the corners of his mouth, bowed his head and typed: "I can't eat well and sleep well in the hospital, maybe I can get out of the hospital to recuperate."

What he said made sense. In the end, Ning Pingyang couldn't hold back Ning Xingruan, and he went through the discharge procedures.

Before leaving, Ning Pingyang made a special note of the cell phone number of the brother next door. Ning Xingruan stood at the door, leaning on the door frame and watched quietly, watching the two of them chattering about, and finally the little brother opened his mouth. Said: "Do you have no place to live, why don't you live in that old house first? Anyway, it's empty, it's empty..."

"That's not good..." Ning Pingyang declined. Is there really such a good person in this world?

Then Ning Xingruan, who was standing at the door, came over to answer, and took the key very calmly under Ning Pingyang's surprised eyes.

The little brother dragged a broken leg and wanted to send them there, but Ning Xingruan refused expressionlessly.

Taking a taxi to the front of the old house, Ning Pingyang was amazed at the magnificent gate, and even more so when he opened the door and looked at the furnishings inside. This family is really rich.

Ning Xingruan pushed open the door of the living room, turned left and walked into the bedroom inside. After a few glances, Ning Pingyang stopped him and closed the door.

"Let's tidy up the small room and don't touch other people's things." Ning Pingyang helped Ning Xingruan and walked towards the row of slightly lower rooms on the right, pushing away the small room next to the kitchen, which used to be Uncle Liu's. Room.

Let the uncle go in and put the luggage away, and searched for tools to clean it inside and out. Ning Xingruan sat on the porch, looking up at the sunlight shining through the gaps in the branches and leaves, with a confused look on his face.

The two of them lived here.

There were all the utensils in the kitchen, so Ning Pingyang bought something to replenish his body and stewed it for Ning Xingruan to drink. Ning Xingruan's health also improved day by day. After half a month, he finally looked like a normal person as usual up.

Ning Pingyang couldn't stay any longer, and before he left, he kept telling him to take a good rest for a few months, and to tell his family if he had any difficulties, and insisted on sending him some money.

Ning Xingruan refused with a smile, and showed him the wages sent in advance for looking at the yard, and Ning Pingyang left with peace of mind.

After sending Ning Pingyang away, Ning Xingruan still followed his instructions, eating three meals a day, sometimes stewing something for himself according to the recipe he sent.

Except for three meals a day, he sat on the porch and looked at the yard. Like a robot, he followed the set procedures and executed the orders day by day without any mistakes.

From summer to autumn, one day when Ning Xingruan was sitting at the door of the main hall, he suddenly heard someone knocking on the door. His gray eyes lit up instantly, and he staggered to his feet. He almost fell forward, stabilized his figure and ran away When he arrived at the door, when his hand fell on the latch, he almost trembled and couldn't open the door.

There was a creaking sound from the wooden door, and the door opened, and outside stood an acquaintance with a cane.

The light in his eyes went out instantly, Ning Xingruan didn't look at him again, turned around like a puppet and returned to the original sitting place, and stared at the door stubbornly after sitting down.

The cane made a clicking sound on the bluestone board: "You, you are not used to living here, right?"

Ning Xingruan looked at him dumbly, and opened his mouth. Since he was hospitalized until now, he seems to be unable to make a sound from his throat.He took out his mobile phone, typed a message and handed it over.

"He's not coming back, is he?"

"You, you remember?!" The visitor said in surprise, the crutch fell to the ground.

Ning Xingruan ignored his words and stubbornly held up the phone.

"No, he will come back. It will only be one or two years. Didn't he tell you that he will come back in one or two years."

Ning Xingruan opened his mouth, and suddenly a smile uglier than crying appeared on his expressionless face. He nodded slightly, and then continued to look outside the door.