Home in Zurich

On the day when Zhu Shuanglin picked up Su Li and left the hospital, Su Li took advantage of his unpreparedness and sat on the concrete railing on the balcony of his private ward.

He hadn't recovered much strength, and he didn't know how to climb up.

I saw him with his back to the ward, leaning against one side of the wall, his legs dangling in the air, and the height under his feet was the 27th floor.

He just sat there quietly, seemingly completely immersed in his own world, unresponsive to the sounds around him.

His blue and white hospital gown was blown up by the wind from time to time, his body was a little out of shape, and he looked a little precarious, as if he might fall down at any time.

Zhu Shuanglin was suddenly frightened into a cold sweat.

He was hesitating how to react, when he saw that Su Li seemed to be exhausted, suddenly swayed, and slowly fell backwards.

At that moment, his body was instantly aroused with unprecedented agility. Before his brain could react, he rushed forward and caught the light and cold body with one stroke.

At the same time, he was so angry that he rushed up, he was still in shock, and he didn't know what he shouted at Su Li.

The eyes of the person in front of him finally peeled off from the void, and he slowly looked at him with a very puzzled look.

After a while, he seemed to understand his current situation.Su Li's bloodless face turned paler, and he was so ashamed and embarrassed that he didn't know what to do.

He kept apologizing, and begged Zhu Shuanglin not to tell anyone else about it, his right hand clutched the skirt of his left breast, tightening it tighter and tighter, his knuckles were white.

The nurse was not in the ward just now, and just came back at this time, and found that Su Li seemed to have suffered from a heart problem again, so he hurriedly rang the bell to call the doctor.

After a series of examinations, the doctor said that Su Li had only a mild attack this time, and suggested that he should be observed in the hospital for a few more days to make sure that he was fine before being discharged.

If the heart attack in his condition is not very serious, the hospital can only do very limited, and can only rely on rest, so it is the same to go home and rest.

Zhu Shuanglin still reported this matter to Qian Haoyue.

According to the benefactor's instructions, he locked the doors and windows, put away all suspicious items, and kept a good night's watch in the hospital. Early the next morning, he took Su Li to a villa on the outskirts of the city. Two nurses, three people work together to look after him in shifts.

During the days when Su Li was hospitalized, Qian Haoyue never showed up in front of him.

When I saw him again, Su Li was wearing nasal oxygen, reclining on a simple huanghuali rocking chair.

It was already June, but the chair was still covered with a thick layer of warm cushions. Su Li hugged the cashmere blanket covering his body, dripping on the back of one hand, and held the phone loosely in his hands. On the other hand, the screen was black at some point.

He looked at the huge glass water wall in the living room in a daze.

There was a pomegranate tree, full of fiery red flowers, through the glass water curtain, projecting a large piece of bright color, which was reflected on his face, giving his pale cheeks a thin layer of blood.

After a while, Su Li seemed to be awakened by something suddenly, and looked down at his phone.

Qian Hao got closer: "What are you doing?"

Only then did Su Li realize that someone had come in.

When he looked up and saw Qian Haoyue, he had a very unreal feeling, as if he had passed away.

After being silent for a while, he suddenly remembered something, and abruptly moved his eyes away from Qian Haoyue. In desperation, he stuttered for a while.

"Back, words."

He said, as if to prove something, he frantically turned on the phone screen and showed it to the people in front of him.

Qian Haoyue frowned, saw the words "IELTS" on the vocabulary page, and asked coldly, "Do you want to study abroad?"

"No, just take a look."

Su Li lowered his eyes, not daring to look at him.

In fact, he memorized vocabulary, on the one hand, to divert his attention and avoid falling into some inexplicable depression.

On the other hand, their professional graduate schools have places to go abroad every year.If he can win the opportunity to go abroad, it will be of some help to what he wants to do.

He is not in good health, and his energy is getting worse, and now he is taking a break from school for half a year, so he has to make preparations early.

Qian Hao stared at Su Li closely and did not speak.

Although his eyes were lowered all the time, Su Li could still feel the man locking his gaze.

Like a bewildered young animal, he suddenly strayed into the territory of the giant dragon by mistake, standing alone, shrouded by an unimaginably powerful pressure, he seemed more and more weak and helpless, vulnerable to a single blow.

He flinched a little, and subconsciously hid back.

The rocking chair under him slowly swayed with his movements.

There was thunder and lightning in the early morning, and when the first lightning flashed across the sky, he was awakened by the bright sky immediately, and heart palpitations followed.

Afterwards, every burst of muffled thunder that rumbled and exploded seemed to hit his heart directly, and almost every time, it could knock that fragile organ into the air.

That feeling was too real, as if the heart would really be shaken out of the body at any time.He had to block the quilt on his chest at the position of his heart and press it tightly.

After a while, the heart began to have intermittent cramps again, intermittently, and it was difficult to breathe.

So silently endured all night.

During the period, the nurse on duty at night came in to check on his condition, but was fooled by him pretending to be asleep.

It wasn't until the morning, when he got up to go to the bathroom, that he suddenly fainted and broke his forehead, that it was discovered that he had a heart attack.

Near noon, the low-grade fever that had not dropped since the day I was discharged from the hospital began to rise slowly.

At this point, as the rocking chair rocked, he felt dizzy and nauseous.

Qian Hao took a step forward and stabilized the rocking chair.