Pretend to like for 30 days!

In a single ward of the Central Hospital, Ji Chuan was sitting on a stool beside him and sorting out files.

"Your name is Qin... What's Qin about?"

The boy standing opposite gave an impatient "tsk".

"Qin Zhiyi."

"Yes, Qin Zhiyi." Ji Chuan nodded, "I remember you, thank you for discovering the fainted victim in time and reporting it to the police. Your intuition is very accurate, this is obviously not an accident, I will follow up with the school Contact for monitoring."

"You can leave if there is nothing else to do, I will watch Jiang Zhao here."

Qin Zhiyi looked at the boy who was still sleeping on the hospital bed, and protested dissatisfiedly: "Why did you drive me away? I'm his classmate. Do the police even pay attention to the victim's condition now..."

Since Jiang Zhao was still sleeping, his voice was not loud, but Ji Chuan could still hear it clearly, and he smiled leisurely: "Who told you that Jiang Zhao and I are just the police and the victim?"

Qin Zhiyi looked at him suspiciously: "Could it be that you and Jiang Zhao knew each other?"

"Of course, I'm also half of his parent." Ji Chuan put away the recording pen, stood up and walked to Jiang Zhao's hospital bed, and took a look at the admission card.

What was registered in the information was a slight concussion, but because Jiang Zhao had been extremely anemic and lacked sleep recently, and his body was very weak, he was knocked unconscious by a heavy object at that time, and immediately lost consciousness and passed out.

Who on earth has been tormenting this child recently? This level can basically be regarded as abuse.

Ji Chuan frowned, unable to figure out who this person was.

Qin Zhiyi, who was standing beside him, kept observing Ji Chuan's clothes from top to bottom, and finally spotted the flying eagle logo on his right chest, and his doubts continued to expand.

"You are a criminal policeman, why did you make a statement with me? Shouldn't this kind of thing be left to the policeman who handles the case?" He looked at Ji Chuan's side face, his voice raised slightly, with a look of distrust, "Are you Police? You don’t even know your job, show me your police order!”

Ji Chuan stretched out a finger and made a "shh" gesture, casually took out a certificate from his pocket and threw it to him.

"That's right. The young man observes very carefully. He is suitable for being a policeman in the future."

"Hmph." Qin Zhiyi took the police order angrily, and browsed through the man's information.

The photo on the certificate was a little whitish and faded, and it was vaguely visible that the man was in his early twenties, less mature than now, but a little more youthful, his eyes moved down, and there were two large characters written on his name.

Ji Chuan...

Qin Zhiyi seemed to have seen a ghost. He glanced at the photo and then at the real person. He held back for a long while, his face turned red, and then he said, "You belong to Ji Chen...?"

"I'm his brother." Ji Chuan smiled.

"Then you..." Qin Zhiyi's face became even more ugly. He looked at Jiang Zhao who was still sleeping peacefully on the hospital bed, and he couldn't believe it. "Have Jiang Zhao and Ji Chen met their parents now?"

Ji Chuan was amused by his expression: "Thinking too much, just kidding."

Fortunately, it is fake.Qin Zhiyi heaved a sigh of relief, threw back his ID card, and said coldly, "Look at Jiang Zhao here first, and I'll go buy him some food."

"Don't worry." Ji Chuan said, "I'm sorry to trouble you, Brother Qin."

Before Qin Zhiyi left, he glanced back at Jiang Zhao, then gently pushed open the door of the ward and walked out.

The last time Jiang Zhao was injured, he couldn't make amends in time, but fortunately, there was time this time.

After 10 minutes of silence in the ward, Jiang Zhao's muffled hum suddenly came from the bed.

It hurts, my head hurts, my brain suddenly goes blank, and some very important things seem to be forgotten.

He slowly opened his eyes, seeing the white ceiling in front of him, the dazzling lights illuminating the whole room, and the ticking sound of the hanging bottle came to his left ear, causing a migraine.

The strong smell of disinfectant diffused in the air. He wanted to sit up on the bed, but suddenly found that his whole body was as limp as if his bones had been removed, without any strength.

"You're awake, is there any discomfort?" Ji Chuan immediately leaned over and asked in a low voice.

Jiang Zhao's pupils constricted violently, the man in front of him turned into a blurred and overlapping phantom, and his voice was very soft.

"Ji...Ji Chen?"

Ji Chuan was stunned for a moment, then corrected helplessly: "I'm not Ji Chen, I'm Brother Ji Chuan, don't you remember?"

"Oh, so it's Brother Ji Chuan." Even though he still couldn't see the figure clearly, Jiang Zhao smiled kindly, "I'm sorry, I made a mistake."

"It's okay." Ji Chuan tested Jiang Zhao's memory, "You...do you remember what happened before you fainted?"

"What happened?" Jiang Zhao blinked in confusion, trying to remember.

It's a pity that the memory of this incident seems to have disappeared in my mind, and I can't remember it anyway.

It is also common to be unable to remember after a concussion. It would be best if you can find surveillance video.Ji Chuan didn't continue to embarrass him, and decided to give up this question.

"I..." Jiang Zhao just wanted to speak, but suddenly felt dizzy.

Ji Chuan hurriedly squatted down and leaned over, leaning his ear close to Jiang Zhao.

Suddenly, something pressed against the back of his neck, cool and metallic.

It's a gun.

Someone approached behind him and said coldly: "Stay away from my brother!"

Ji Chuan breathed a sigh of relief, and couldn't help standing up calmly with the gun in his hand.

"I remember to bring a gun when I went out today. It's not bad. It's a pity that I didn't bring it. It's a pity."

"Why did you appear in my brother's ward?" Jiang He asked.

"Put down the gun, don't scare the children." Ji Chuan held the muzzle of the gun and moved it down slowly, and then he explained, "Today when I was interviewing Deputy Bureau Shen, I just received a report call from Xiao Jiang, so I asked Come and help me take a look and make a record."

"I will register and file for your younger brother. There is no credit but hard work. Is there anyone who treats a benefactor like you?"

Jiang He put the gun back and smiled coldly at him.He didn't wear a white coat today, but put on a school officer's dark green uniform, walked to Jiang Zhao's bed expressionlessly, and stretched out his finger to feel the temperature of his brother's forehead.

After a simple but professional examination, Jiang He said: "You are just like this because someone hit the back of your head. Your breathing is very shallow, your pulse is weak, and you have palpitations and cold sweats. These are the accompanying symptoms of a concussion."

"Yeah." Jiang Zhao nodded his chin obediently, "But I can't remember exactly what happened before I fainted."

"It doesn't matter." Jiang He stroked his younger brother's hair with his big hand, "I will investigate this matter, and you can rest assured to be hospitalized in the next half month to recover from your injuries. Mom and Dad already know about this matter, and they are on their way back."

Hearing this, Ji Chuan took out his mobile phone and walked to the hospital bed: "Since they all came together, should I call Ji Chen and ask him to come?"

Ji Chen...

Jiang Zhao's eyes were filled with the word "want", and finally he shook his head and said softly, "He has a performance tonight, let's forget it."

"Don't fight." Jiang He frowned.

"Who are you, don't you have a gun?" Ji Chuan gave him a disdainful look, and quickly dialed Ji Chen's number, "I'll let my brother come, what's wrong?"

"..." Jiang He felt a stabbing pain in his temple, and the gun in his pocket was almost out of control.

Ji Chen's phone was turned off when he dialed out, even after making several calls.

Although he had expected that the phone could not be connected, Jiang Zhao was still a little disappointed when he heard the busy tone that automatically hung up.

The two of them choked on each other in the room, neither letting the other go.Finally, when Qin Zhiyi came back with dinner, Jiang He couldn't help it anymore. He glanced at Ji Chuan and said, "If you have something to say, get out and say it, don't influence my brother here."

This time it was obviously not as tense as last time, but it was the first time Jiang Zhao saw Ji Chuan's sullen face, and he was a little afraid that the two would raise their guns and start fighting in the next second.

Inside the ward, Qin Zhiyi and Jiang Zhao were talking in low voices; outside the ward, Ji Chuanfu took out his cigarette case and lit a cigarette as soon as he went out.

"If you want to smoke, get out of the corridor to smoke, don't smoke at the door of my brother's ward." Jiang He closed the door of the ward and gave Ji Chuan a look.

"Xiao Jiang had an accident and you are now the savior?" Ji Chuan took a deep breath, the smoke was lingering, and the smell of tobacco was very choking.

"You can be considered a senior doctor, don't you know why he fainted?"

After saying this, Jiang He's expression became a little unnatural.

"Jiang Zhao lost too much blood, does this have anything to do with you?"

"No." He said coldly.

"Oh? No? What's the matter with the weak body, lack of sleep, and severe hypoglycemia?" Ji Chuan stared at the thin sparks on the cigarette butt, and sighed, "You don't treat Jiang Zhao as a person, but you are ashamed to call him younger brother."

"..." Jiang He rubbed the space between his brows, "This matter is indeed my fault, the old man has been in poor health recently, so I asked Jiang Zhao to serve the old man without rest, and I didn't expect his condition to be so serious. "

"Okay, then you are really awesome."

Ji Chuan laughed softly.

"For the benefit of the family, I don't even care about my younger brother's health. He has hypotension, hypoglycemia, and severe anemia. Do you think he can survive another accident?"

Jiang He lowered his eyes and fell into silence.

Never expecting that it was Qin Zhiyi who saved him, Jiang Zhao felt mixed feelings when he saw the young man pushing the door in with porridge and side dishes.

Qin Zhiyi's attitude in taking care of the patients was excellent, without his usual arrogance and domineering arrogance, he was busy taking care of Jiang Zhao all the time, which made him a little embarrassed.

After waking up for a while, Jiang Zhao's physical strength gradually recovered, and he was able to eat now, so he simply ate something and chatted with Qin Zhiyi casually.

At around ten o'clock in the evening, Qin Zhiyi answered the phone, then said sorry and left in a hurry.Both Jiang He and Ji Chuan were absent, and Jiang Zhao was the only one left in the empty ward.

Within three hours of waking up, Ji Chen never came.

He leaned on the bedside table and sat up, took out his phone, and glanced at the last anonymous mission.I don't know what's going on, but the emotions after being sick are like a dysfunctional spin button. When I saw that line of words, my eyes were sour uncontrollably, tears hung on my eyelashes, and fell silently on the screen.

It's over, it's over.

Tonight must be good, to make a final closure.

The clock on the wall went round and round. He closed his eyes and waited silently, leaning on the pillow and falling into a light sleep.

After an unknown amount of time, the door of the ward was quickly pushed open, and Ji Chen appeared at the door panting in a suit, with his tie missing and his shirt open.

Jiang Zhao was woken up, he opened his eyes, and then narrowed his eyes in fear of light, watching Ji Chen's combed back hair was slightly messy, but it still didn't affect his handsomeness.

Ji Chen walked to the bed, knelt down on the side of the bed, looking a little anxious.

"I heard from Ji Chuan that this injury was hit by someone, right?"

"Yeah." Jiang Zhao nodded, "But I can't remember who that person is now."

"It's okay, think about it slowly when the injury heals."

Ji Chen's eyes traced Jiang Zhao's delicate and pale face, and he regretted it in his heart.

Why attend the school celebration party?Why not push it away?If he had been following him tonight, nothing like this would have happened.

Jiang Zhao beside him didn't know what Ji Chen was thinking at the moment, he sat up straight and said softly, "I have something very important to tell you."

Although the current situation is quite different from a month ago, Jiang Zhao still holds the same idea as the first mission.

The two old men, if they have something to say, they will say it quickly, and it is really not appropriate to chatter.

So, before Ji Chen could react, he took a deep breath and said lightly, "I don't like you anymore."

Simple and simple six words, and blurted out with ease.

Ji Chen thought he had heard it wrong, so he stood up straight and looked down at Jiang Zhao, with the light behind his back making it difficult to see his expression.

"What did you say?"

"I said," Jiang Zhao repeated earnestly, "I don't like you anymore."

Don't like it?

But how long has it been.Ji Chen was stunned, not knowing where to start.

"Why? My problem?" He seemed to be in great confusion.

"No, it's actually my problem." Jiang Zhao racked his brains to make up a reason, "I've liked you for a month, and I can't hold on anymore, Jiang He..."

"Cheating is fun?"

Ji Chen interrupted him with a sarcasm, showing an expression Jiang Zhao had never seen before.

"After the opening ceremony of the sports meeting, I heard what you said to Du Feixue clearly. I don't know if you remember it clearly?"

After finishing speaking, Jiang Zhao's face turned pale on the hospital bed, as if he wanted to explain something, but he still didn't speak.

"Don't talk?" Ji Chen stepped forward, pinched his chin, and asked in a deep voice, "If you like him for a month, you can't hold on anymore. I think you have to give another discount this month?"

"Jiang Zhao, touch your own conscience, are you lying?"

He did panic, and he still likes him.

I like it very, very much.

Jiang Zhao's wet eyes were drooping, not looking at him, his slender and long eyelashes trembling slightly, looking delicate and fragile, beautiful and innocent.

Innocent, looking innocent now, why bother?

"I'll give you a chance to take back what I just said, and I don't have to pursue it." Ji Chen slowly approached his face, the two of them were very close, he tried his best to endure, and his warm breath sprayed on Jiang Zhao's lips.

"Speak, Jiang Zhao, give me an answer."

Ji Chen's hand was very strong, and it didn't take long to press pale pink fingerprints on Jiang Zhao's fair face.Jiang Zhao closed his eyes, not daring to look at him who was so close.

"……sorry."

I'm sorry, how could a lightly sorry sentence satisfy him?

The person in front of me is like a porcelain doll, which will be destroyed with a little force.If Jiang Zhao wants to be obedient, there are too many ways to try.

He forced himself to loosen the hand that was holding Jiang Zhao, and took two steps back, the red eye sockets slowly returned to normal.

Jiang Zhao's condition cannot be badly stimulated, and he needs to rest.Now is far from the time to settle accounts.

Ji Chen looked at Jiang Zhao expressionlessly, and spoke almost in compromise and helplessness.

"...If you say you don't like it, then you don't like it."

"I listen to you."

Then, he turned and walked out of the room with long legs, without even saying goodbye.

That night, Jiang Zhao couldn't sleep all night in the ward, and finally couldn't resist the sleepiness and fell asleep.

Ji Chen sat on the chair in front of the door of the ward, repeatedly searching for the precautions for his condition, and waited with his eyes open until the next morning in the dark corridor.