gambler

His body was covered with purple corpse spots and strips of white maggots that ate meat, and Alipay, who had been with him for seven years, was even more horrible. It lay quietly on Zhang Yanfen's body, moving... It won't move either.

The rancid stench from one person and one dog was so intense that Han Banqing knelt down as if he had collapsed, lying on Zhang Yanfen's body in unbearable pain. He didn't even know that the white maggots had crawled on his body. He had already lost consciousness.

The author has something to say: I will update three chapters today, because it will be over tomorrow. This is Chapter 2, and there will be a third update in a while.

speechless

Han Banqing didn't know how he alarmed the people upstairs, and it happened that he didn't close the door. Several migrant workers called the police and called 120.In short, when he opened his eyes again, he was already in the hospital, and the familiar smell of alcohol disinfectant filled his sense of smell.

The white ceiling, the red county hospital printed on the white sheets, three beds, the other two lying on the old man, with children to take care of them, and next to him, is empty, even the dog that often faces The dogs he barked were gone.

"..." He opened his mouth and wanted to call the doctor to ask, where is his grandma?As a result, he couldn't make any sound, only a few muffled sounds like rusty metal, Han Banqing ran out of the ward like crazy, why is he dumb?Why are you speechless?

Yang Jian saw Han Banqing rushing out of the ward, stuffing the medical record card in his hand carelessly into his pocket.Then he ran towards him: "What's the matter? What's the matter? Ban Qing, you go back and lie down."

Seeing Yang Jian, Han Banqing pointed at his throat in panic as if he had grasped at straws, and then continued to scream in an ugly way.

Seeing that he didn't say a word for a long time, Yang Jian pointed to his throat and nervously held Han Banqing's arm: "You can't speak anymore? Ah?"

Han Banqing nodded fiercely, Yang Jian pulled him and said, "Go, I'll take you to the doctor first."

Han Banqing shook his head violently again, Yang Jian had no choice but to look back at him puzzled, Han Banqing made this mouth shape with difficulty, Yang Jian could see clearly, what he said was: "Grandma, where is my grandma? Grandma..."

Yang Jian lowered her head, not even daring to meet Han Banqing's eyes.Han Banqing grabbed his shoulder and shook him, and made that terrible sound again.

"I'll take you to the doctor first."

Han Banqing didn't move, his lips were still opening and closing, and the same sentence: "Where is my grandma?"

"Passed away." Yang Jian didn't want to lie to him, but he couldn't fool Han Banqing either. He had seen it and heard it when he came. White maggots.

Han Banqing closed his mouth, closed his eyes in pain, and then opened them again. His eyes were so dry that he couldn't even shed a tear. He didn't make a sound when he opened and closed his mouth, but he still hit Yang Jian's words word by word. heart.

He said, "You lied to me."

Yang Jian once thought that Han Banqing's eyes were the cleanest lake in the world.But now, it is very much like the gray sky of Payne they saw at the entrance of the aquarium, decadent in early spring and February.The branches outside the hospital window were tender green, sprouting new shoots, and half of the leaves were just green.The world is exquisite and full of vitality, and it probably happened to bury Han Banqing's weak hope.

Seeing that he was standing in the corridor like this, Yang Jian had no choice, so she said, "Why don't you go to Taiping...well, let's take a last look at grandma in the room."

Han Banqing didn't respond, and Yang Jian felt that the man's eyes seemed to be covered with white mist, lifeless and lifeless.Actually, something is wrong.

"Then if you don't want to, I can take you to see a doctor first and ask why you can't make a sound?" Yang Jian said cautiously.

Han Banqing still didn't respond, Yang Jianquan thought he agreed, but after thinking about it, he was still worried, so he sent him back to the ward first, and recruited a little nurse to tell Han Banqing to keep an eye on him, and don't let him run around.

Then he went out to find the doctor who had just checked Han Banqing's body. While still on the way, Yang Jian told the doctor about Han Banqing's symptoms.

Song Hao put down the stethoscope, and pulled the mask up to his chin: "His body is fine, he must have been greatly stimulated, and the huge psychological trauma may lead to some mental illness. I am not good at this, you can bring He went to Dr. Cheng to do psychological counseling and so on."

Yang Jian saw that Song Hao was about to go out after putting on the mask, so he quickly stopped him: "Doctor, don't you need to prescribe some medicine?"

"Psychological problems, taking medicine is useless." Song Hao walked out and closed the door gently.

"Shall we go find the doctor he mentioned?" Yang Jian said in a coaxing tone.

Han Banqing still looked like he had lost his soul, as if he had never heard of it or seen it.

An accident happened at Han Banqing's house, and the security downstairs in their community called him to inform him. In the past few months, he looked for Han Banqing like crazy, and called the security every day to ask: "Has Han Banqing come back?" All the answers he got were negative , he will add another sentence: "He must notify me when he comes back."

No, as soon as the security guard saw Han Banqing coming back, he immediately called Yang Jian. Han Banqing was handsome, and there were not many people living in this run-down community, so the security guard easily recognized him.

He originally found Han Banqing, and he wanted to ask Han Banqing with a lot of words. He wanted to ask: What did that crazy Qianhe do to you?Where have you been for so long?Why go to the police station to report the case, but the police have full power to refuse to accept it?Why?Why?

But after seeing Han Banqing, he couldn't ask a word, there was no way to ask.Probably, it's all bad memories.

Yang Jian thought about lying down next to Han Banqing's bed and sleeping overnight, but the middle-aged woman in the next bed kindly reminded him that there was a simple retractable iron bed under the bed, which was prepared for his family members, but there was only one quilt, so Yang Jian wrapped it up. When he called home, his mother sent a big blanket.His mother also asked in surprise: "Why are you in the hospital?"

He ran to the corridor and briefly told his mother about the situation at Han Banqing's house. His mother also sighed, made supper for her son and his poor friend, and left with a big thick quilt In the hospital, watching her son finish the mushroom and chicken porridge she cooked, the child was still lying with his back to him, motionless.

She asked Yang Jian in a low voice: "Is he asleep?"

Yang Jian glanced at Han Banqing's eyes that seemed unable to close, sighed and nodded.Because if his mother knew that he was not asleep, she would definitely let him drink porridge, and Han Banqing would definitely still look like this.

"It's such a pity. I made it here on purpose to let the child eat some too. He probably didn't eat any of it today." She pushed the small box containing the blanket in front of Yang Jian, thought for a while and said, "Why don't you go back Come on, mother stay with the child."

Yang Jian shook his head: "He is my best brother, and I won't be at ease when I go back. Besides, you may not know his temper. Anyway, let me watch him."

She thought that this child was pitiful enough. He had no father or mother before, and now he didn't even have a grandma: "Okay, you can stay with him for a few more days. Mom will bring you food tomorrow."

"Mom is the best, you go back first, be careful on the road." Yang Jian stretched out his right hand and waved it lightly.

After his mother left, Yang Jian still asked, "Banqing, would you like some porridge? I'll feed you."

Han Banqing closed his eyes directly, and Yang Jian was very smart to know that he meant to refuse.After Han Banqing left, he often went to his home to ask Zhang Yanfen if he had any news about Han Banqing.It's just that in the past month or so, because I have asked the security every day, I dare not disturb her again. After Han Banqing disappeared, my grandma was a little in a trance. Yang Jian was afraid that he would ask questions. alright.

Unexpectedly, he really did not expect such an accident to happen.It would be great if he went to nagging his old man every day, although it is impossible, after all, besides going to school, he has to find Han Banqing through various channels every day.Even if he had that time, what if the old man had an accident in the middle of the night, so he couldn't make Han Banqing blame himself for the fault, although he would rather that Han Banqing could blame him.

"Banqing, it's not your fault. Grandma is getting old..." Yang Jian couldn't hold back any comforting words, and he wanted to say something like on TV: "It's all my fault, I didn't do it for you Take care of your grandma." This kind of lame lie is not suitable for Han Banqing at all, Yang Jian understands it very well, it will only make Han Banqing more sad.

Later, Yang Jian was wrapped in a blanket and lay on a simple bed that was a little lower than the hospital bed. Although his back hurt because of the cold and hard, he lost consciousness just by squinting his eyes.

The author has something to say: I broke my record today, with 6000 words in the third shift. By the way, I found that it should be impossible to finish tomorrow, and there is still a story that I haven’t written yet.

family dispute

Han Banqing and Yang Jian were woken up early the next morning, but it wasn't Yang Jian's mother, Jian Ruoran, but Han Banqing's uncle and aunt. This time even their daughter Juanjuan was mobilized, making a lot of noise in the ward , Even the patients in the next two beds were awakened.

"Han Banqing! How do you take care of your grandma?" Han Jiguo put all the responsibility on Han Banqing as soon as he arrived.

"You child, do you think that your grandma is a burden when she is old, so you don't care about him, her old man... so pitiful, you