after the canary rebellion

Stomach bleeding, dizziness and fatigue, premature heart beats, etc., all of which need to be taken care of in the future, especially in terms of diet.

Xie Zaiyuan contacted a chef who had been invited by his family for many years, and asked him to arrange to come to Yidu for two months immediately.The man thought that Xie Zaiyuan was sick and needed to be taken care of, so he flew from Weidu to Yidu overnight, only to find that it was not Xie Zaiyuan who was sick, although Xie Zaiyuan looked very ugly.

"Give Mr. Lin three meals a day, plus afternoon tea, is that okay? Can Mr. Lin eat seafood now?" After learning about Lin's current physical condition, the chef checked out the taboos and began to list the menu.

Xie Zaiyuan looked at the chef's menu and said critically: "No, it's easy to reveal his secrets. If he finds out that I prepared it for him, he will definitely not eat it."

The chef didn't know that Lin didn't commit suicide, let alone what happened to the two of them, so he tentatively offered a suggestion: "Since Mr. Lin is in a double ward, then prepare the meals for the other patient as well."

"If he goes out to get some air, and it happens to be lunchtime, wouldn't he be exposed?" Xie Zaiyuan frowned, then knocked on the table.

The old chef saw that Xie Zaiyuan made another phone call to recruit people from the Michelin three-star restaurant. He brought out the background of Xie's family, settled the matter in a few words, and said, "You are in charge of that room, and the rest of the building is handed over to others." Do."

Now the food in the whole building is not much different, Xie Zaiyuan thought about it so that Lin would not find out, so he felt relieved.

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Lin didn’t live in the EICU a few days ago, and he didn’t know the taste of the food. The nurse brought him a menu, and after ticking off a few columns, the nurse said: “Seeing that you are not in good health, the main meal will be specially given by the doctor. You deserve it."

He had no objection to this. The grandpa next door was brought by his children every day. He also looked at the menu and said, "The food here is so good? Then I'll order it too."

The nurse nodded without changing her expression, thinking that the original cooks were considered to be very good, but starting today, they were replaced by people at the level of masters, and they were temporarily unemployed for two months. The rest of the wards thought that this hospital To engage in charity at a loss, the fact is that Boss Xie paid all the food for this building, and only charged a little money for show until Lin was not discharged from the hospital.

Lin didn't really notice it. It's not surprising that a private hospital that is controlled and invested by others does everything well. It's just that when drinking steaming bone soup occasionally, the taste seems familiar, and all the ingredients are controlled to be close to perfection.

Maybe the realm of masters is like this. Lin didn't look at the rich soup and thought to himself, the Xie family has a set of strict requirements for themselves and others, especially the diet is close to harsh. If the cook here is rich and powerful His boss, but he can also receive a good salary there.

Being bored in the hospital, the grandfather taught him how to play chess. Lin didn't learn the basic rules quickly, and in just a few days he was able to tell the old man how to play chess.

The old man sighed and said, "Such a smart person, doing such unintelligent things, made him stay with me with half a foot in the coffin."

Lin did not bow his head to be scolded, while jumping on horses and eating soldiers, he said: "People are born to die, and they struggle more vigorously in the countdown."

This week passed very quickly in the chatting with each other. On Sunday, the grandson of the grandfather next door came to visit him, carrying a schoolbag and wrinkled his face and said that he had started school. Well, knowledge is power, and technology is the primary productive force.”

"School starts so early?" Lin didn't ask.

The child said: "You are already the last batch in Yidu's elementary school! Huh? Are you a celebrity? You look similar to the person on the girl's card in our class."

"You're wrong, don't stare at people like that, it's rude." The old man patted him.

The child had a conversation with his grandfather, but Lin didn't have a table with anyone. Before the fifth round, he felt dizzy and his head ached. He put down his phone and went to sleep.

It's a pity that he hadn't slept for half an hour, and was woken up by the sound of the phone, Xie You bluffed, "Mom, I start school next week!"

"When you start school, everyone else has started school for a week, and you will lose at the starting line." Lin didn't frown.

Xie You said, "I bought a plane ticket for next Wednesday, will you pick me up?"

It is estimated that Xie Zaiyuan did not tell Xie You about the two of them, and Lin did not and was not willing to mention it to Xie You. If it came too suddenly, the child might be confused.He said, "Talk to your father."

"You won't come? Then Dad will definitely not come. He is so busy all day long. I am not a child loved by both parents."

"It's Xiaobaicai that father doesn't love and mother doesn't love." Lin didn't follow what he said and didn't refute.

"Why does your voice sound so soft? Are you sick?"

"No." Lin Mo said, "I'm outside, it's inconvenient to speak loudly, I'm dead."

"But I feel like you're in bed—"

Xie You's phone call was hung up by Lin Mei, he yawned and looked out the window, revealing the blue sky through the gap.Lin didn't draw the curtains, he desperately needed something alive outside to give him some comfort.

Many artists pay special attention to sun protection, but he prefers the warmth of being drenched in the sun. His naturally fair and delicate skin is not afraid of tanning. He shines carelessly under the light and looks fragile and transparent.

The shrimp he ate at noon made him sick to his stomach, but even so, he fought to swallow the food—as many people who met him said, he couldn't lose weight any longer.

The overly thin body made him look haggard, which was unattractive, but it aroused Lin Mei's desire to survive, and began to bite the bullet to save his skin.

Recently, he has been troubled constantly. When Lin didn't want to drink water, he suddenly felt dizzy. He hurriedly supported the bedside table and vomited uncontrollably. His body seemed to have a rejection reaction to the food he had barely eaten these days, and he threw up all of it. come out.

It was too ugly, it was difficult for Lin Meishi to accept the status quo, he raised his arms to cover his face, and rang the nurse's bell, and soon, his empty stomach began to convulse and convulse, causing chills in his back.

Pressing the table with his slender fingers, he said, "I don't want to get an injection."

The wound on his right hand had scabbed slightly, and his left hand was so swollen that the nurse couldn't bear to give him another infusion. After the nurse finished cleaning up the mess in the room, Lin Mei went to the bathroom to rinse his mouth while clutching his stomach.

Too weak, he couldn't even hold the cup full of water steadily. After rinsing his mouth, Lin turned on the faucet with shaking hands, washed his face, looked at himself in the mirror, his pale complexion seemed to be entangled by illness a lot A young patient, the only smear of red is in the corner of the eye that is welling up with tears due to discomfort.

The doctor immediately came over to examine him, fearing that he would be completely exhausted, he gave him a nutrient solution, and said to him: "If you want to eat it, no matter how bad it is, you have to insert a gastric tube."

While saying this, Xie Zaiyuan also rushed to the hospital, wrapped in the cold wind that had not yet begun to spring, looking at the doctor whose brows were wrinkled into the word "Chuan", and Lin Mei who kept trembling slightly.

The hospital gown was loosely put on Lin Wu, the sleeves were empty, and the bruise on his neck was lighter than the last time I saw him. He arched his back because he was trying to control his retching, and the butterfly bone propped up a little. A soft fabric.

"It's important to maintain a positive attitude. Don't be afraid. These reactions are all within our expectations." The doctor comforted.

Xie Zaiyuan turned his head and asked the nurse what was going on. The nurse was afraid of him and could not speak clearly. Lin Mu held the armrest of the chair and asked feebly, "What are you doing here?"

Xie Zaiyuan paused for a moment with his hand in mid-air, before dropping down to pat Lin Mei's back.

"Aren't you very disappointed." Lin didn't look up at him, "Why are you asking for trouble?"

Hearing Lin Wu's mocking laugh, Xie Zaiyuan took a deep breath, so that he must not quarrel with Lin Wu like last time. Xie Zaiyuan, who was 1.8 meters seven, squatted down in front of Lin Wu: "I didn't treat you as a trouble."

Seeing Xie Zaiyuan's forbearance expression, Lin didn't want to shake his head at him, but a strange morbid cheerfulness rose in his heart, and finally he smiled with him: "You can make it up whatever you want, you're an eyesore here. .”

"I don't want to trouble you, so I haven't come these days. You'd better not get sick every now and then, or you'll have to face me every day."

Xie Zaiyuan put his hand on Lin Mo's shoulder, and pinched Lin Mo's neck. Lin didn't want to wave his hand away, but he couldn't move it.Xie Zaiyuan said: "Believe it or not, I don't care. I have nothing to do with you. At least for now, I don't want to leave you alone."

Lin didn't guess that he should have rushed over from a certain party, because the expensive clothes were stained with a very faint smell of cigarettes, and he could smell it vaguely.

"I'll leave after you drink the porridge, okay? You can just say what you want." Xie Zaiyuan's voice was a little helpless, but soft as if coaxing a child.

It's a pity that this kid is not innocent, on the contrary, he is moody and world-weary. He is always on guard, wishing to hide himself in a shell isolated from the world, and point a sharp knife at anyone who tries to approach him and spy on him.

The nurse brought a bowl of white porridge, put the glutinous rice in it, it smelled sweet and delicious, but Lin Wu was so tasteless that he couldn't even swallow it. Lin Wudi struggled to eat half of the bowl and said, "I want you to leave me in the future." farther away."

Xie Zaiyuan, who was leaving, paused, his eyes shifted to Lin Mei's lips, which finally became a little rosy and moist after drinking the porridge.

"Sometimes I can't believe it, I can't help thinking that one day we can change back to the original." Xie Zaiyuan held the doorknob, his eyes were serious, "But I will try to change it."

"People always daydream blindly, just like the seven years when I posted you." Lin didn't answer him.

"These seven years are not entirely your own wishful thinking."

Before finishing the porridge, Lin wiped the corners of his mouth slowly, and said, "Plausible dreams are very painful when people wake up, thank you boss."

Xie Zaiyuan pressed hard on the cold and hard doorknob, which hurt a little.

This is enough to suppress some sour feelings, Xie Zaiyuan closed his eyes, facing Lin Mei's total denial, he wanted to argue at first, "This is obviously not a dream", but then gave up and said: "I know."

He walked out of the hospital and lit a cigarette in the car. In the past 20 years, he has never touched a cigarette no matter how stressed he is. The education he has received since he was a child has always restrained himself. He calmly analyzes the pros and cons of everything before he touches it. If it is addictive and harmful to the body, he avoids it.

But recently, Xie Zaiyuan couldn't hold back when he thought of Lin Mo, he couldn't help smoking, he was eager to know what kind of feeling he felt when Lin Mo smoked, as if he could share Lin Mo's words by doing this Suffering that comes out or doesn't come out.

White mist lingered in front of his sight, Xie Zaiyuan's cell phone rang, he stubbed out the cigarette butt, connected the caller and said, "Boss Fang."

The other person began to talk about the progress of the cooperation project. Xie Zaiyuan recalled the image of Fang Rongzhou. He was a glib speculator. , The lover next to me is a filmmaker.

After Fang Rongzhou finished his serious business, he exchanged pleasantries with Xie Zaiyuan: "We have a situation tonight, let's talk about the construction period. Are you coming with Mr. Lin?"

Xie Zaiyuan is fine tonight, he can go to the banquet: "I'll come, Lin will come."

"What's wrong with Mr. Lin? Are you feeling unwell?"

The body is not very good, but it can make people angry enough.While thinking this way, he denied Fang Rongzhou's words: "He is not with me now."

"Oh oh oh...that, that's good."

After finishing speaking, he immediately realized that he had said something wrong. Fang Rongzhou hurriedly redeemed him, flattering others: "It's been so many years, and the freshness has long since passed. It's really meaningless for you to continue raising it!"

Xie Zaiyuan laughed ambiguously at this, followed his words, and said, "Really?"

"Yes, yes." Fang Rongzhou echoed, dealing with Xie Zaiyuan made him very nervous, especially after offending Lin Mei, he became even more uneasy, "The little birds in the circle have changed batch after batch, Boss Xie should also change .”

He couldn't figure out Xie Zaiyuan's joy and anger, and he was relieved when he learned that Lin hadn't separated from Xie Zaiyuan. At this moment, Xie Zaiyuan was silent, and Fang Rongzhou couldn't help breaking out in cold sweat again. He didn't know what Xie Zaiyuan was thinking, so he said politely to him : "That's not much chatting, I'll see Mr. Fang tonight."