What should I do if the protagonist of every world I travel to is sick?

Lu Jinan's soul followed Lu Kuangye into the operating room. The cold white surgical light shone on the bloody face. Lu Jinan's heart tightened and he paced around nervously. His clenched fists were trembling slightly. He bit his lower lip as he looked at the silent man.

The door was closed and red alarm lights were flashing outside.

Wu Jincheng asked and rushed to the emergency room, and the first thing he saw was the red words.

He slowly sat down on the cold seat, his eyes a little dazed.

Obviously, everything was getting better... He didn't even have to stay with that scumbag anymore as he automatically collected evidence of his domestic violence. His mother also stood by him this time, no longer walking away as a bystander like in his previous life.

Obviously, everything is moving in the right direction.

Although he didn't know the reason, he also guessed that maybe Lu Jinan was reborn like him. This was also good, so that Lu Kuangye would not end up like him in his previous life.

Thinking of this, the memories of the past came flooding back again. Wu Jincheng didn't really hate him. After all, he just didn't want to live anymore.

It just so happened that Lu Kuangye didn't want to live anymore.

Wu Jincheng covered his face with his hands, wondering why.

Why can't people be happy and live a simple life?

He and Lu Kuangye have both let it go, haven't they?

They should all be fine, right?

operating room,

The person lying there looked pale. Lu Jinan squatted beside him, watching over him even though he couldn't see.

Everyone inside was handling the things at hand in an orderly manner. Lu Jinan's heart was beating fast and a thin layer of sweat appeared on his forehead.

He grabbed his hand and suddenly felt him move.

"Don't go, don't go, don't go..."

"The patient lost control of his emotions and began to bleed profusely. He was given several more injections of anesthetic."

The person on the bed struggled unconsciously, his dry lips opening and closing, his voice unusually low and hoarse, but he kept murmuring from beginning to end.

In the dream, Lu Kuangye cried and chased the unbalanced vehicle, watching it break through the fence and crash into the river.

"do not want!"

When he opened his eyes, he broke out in a cold sweat. Fortunately, Lu Jinan held his hand. His joking face was in front of him, and he held it back tightly.

Maybe he had never looked at him so seriously before, and the person in front of him was stunned.

Lu Kuangye grinned, but tears kept flowing from the corners of his eyes, "Hey, I remember you wanted my house."

"I'll take you to transfer the ownership now, okay?"

He rubbed his head and called him an idiot with a smile.

There was a touch of warmth in front of his eyes. He covered his eyes and grinned, but hot tears kept sliding down from the corners of his eyes.

Lu Kuangye didn't know why he was crying.

Lu Jinan only felt that his palms were burning, even though the child's tears did not fall into his palms at all.

The incandescent light from the ceiling was extremely bright. Lu Jinan squatted there, looking at the motionless person on the bed, his eyebrows drooping.

Then he stood up and walked through the operating room door.

The person behind him moved his fingers slightly.

“Don’t… go…”

Lu Jinan walked through the door and saw another child sitting there waiting.

The bruises on his eyes showed that the child had not slept for several days. He raised his hand and touched his head.

Thanks for your hard work.

A dead leaf outside the window fell from the broken branch with the wind, slowly dying in the wind like a dead butterfly.

As Lu Jinan walked out of the hospital, muffled cries followed every breath he took.

He stood in front of the door, the cold wind was blowing, it did not blow away the stuffiness in his chest but it messed up the fallen leaves on the ground and made the dry eyes of the passers-by coming in and out red.

Lu Jinan stood there, the wind neither lifted his clothes nor ruffled his hair, as if he was isolated from the world and alone.

He raised his head and looked at the collapsed houses and gullies in the distance.

This year's winter seemed to pass very slowly, and it felt like it lasted a long time.

The light in the hospital's emergency room finally turned green, and Lu Kuangye was pushed out.

Lu Jinan looked back.

Wu Jincheng followed the person who was pushed out of the emergency room with a smile. Outside the window, there were ripples from the footsteps.

There are too many partings in the world without any warning.

If parting is sad, let it rain heavily.

The water marks on the glass windows changed from wisps to a majestic curtain of water.

Because the tears are too obvious, it will be sunny again after the rain.

Two people not far away watched the figure gradually disappear in the rain and turn into a small raindrop and disappear.

You've been looking for him for so long, why don't you go up and recognize him now?