Straight man training manual

go with.

That night, the two of them parted ways for another exercise. When Wen Hongshan was sane, he still served people well, which can be called a textbook template.

Boring may be a bit boring, but Jiang Ping's whole body is almost softened to water, what more bicycle is needed.

In the bathtub, Jiang Ping was so tired that he couldn't open his eyes, Wen Hongshan contentedly carried him back to the bed from the bathtub, wrapped him in a quilt and pressed his head to sleep.

Jiang Ping struggled to remind him to remember to take medicine, and the whole person belonged to Duke Zhou.

Of course Wenhong would remember to eat the yam, he didn't want to experience the feeling of losing control again, but it was not just about taking those medicines.

Wen Hongshan can't bear any situation where Jiang Ping might be abducted by others, friends who have a crush on him and return from abroad should pay special attention.

He himself was limited by the original body's settings, so he naturally knew that Jiang Ping could not be too outrageous within the original body's frame. After blowing the cold wind for a while, I poured two more glasses of ice water down, and then lay down lightly on the bed.

520 opened the back door for him this time. He mentioned things in reality when he lost his mind, and the system did not propose punishment. Wen Hongshan was not sure if he would be punished if he pretended to be sick, so he still made enough preparations , if pretending to be pitiful tomorrow doesn't work, it's okay to be really sick.

Early the next morning, Wen Hongshan felt that his condition was not very good. The sound of water gurgling in his lower abdomen was very loud, and he felt sharp pains one after another. Wen Hongshan didn't mean it too much. Powerful, even though it wasn't unbearable, he still woke up Jiang Pinggong by tossing and turning.

"Huh?" Jiang Ping dazedly stretched out his arms to wrap Wen Hongshan's neck and kissed him perfunctorily, and said vaguely, "Sleep for a while, I'm sleepy."

"Uncomfortable." Wen Hongshan was a little nervous.

Although it's not a lie, but it's not something worth talking about in normal times, not to mention that Jiang Ping took good care of him, which was purely done by himself.

But thinking that Jiang Ping could reasonably be kept as long as he was sick, Wen Hongshan became more and more convinced of this belief.

Jiang Ping reacted for two seconds and finally woke up. He sat up nervously and subconsciously supported Wen Hongshan's neck. This is actually Jiang Ping's common reaction in reality. Sometimes Wen Hongshan has a headache. It was so hard, the nerves at the back of the head and the back of the neck were throbbing, and he would be more comfortable if that part was not empty.

"Head doesn't hurt." Wen Hongshan smiled, but his face was already pale by now.

Jiang Ping also reacted, and asked: "What's uncomfortable? Why is it suddenly uncomfortable?"

Wen Hongshan began to receive warnings from the system for being miserable, but Wen Hongshan didn't care at all, some punishment would be better and more realistic, anyway, he just didn't want Jiang Ping to see that friend.

Friends of the original body can't do it either.

"I feel sick to my stomach. I'm going to the bathroom." Wen Hongshan sat up, not knowing whether it was hypoglycemia or postural hypotension, he became dizzy and almost fell, which completely woke Jiang Ping up.

The sound of water in the lower abdomen was loud, and the intestines were knotted and stirred. It might be better to say that Wen Hongshan's multi-pronged approach was too effective, but for some reason, he couldn't let it out, it just hurt.

520 spoke tremblingly: "It's too obvious that you are selling miserably... The main system identified and blocked you."

"It's not a big problem." Wen Hongshan worked hard for a while, then gave up altogether, and tried his best to support the sink to wash up before coming out.

"How is it?" Jiang Ping was waiting for him outside the door with a glass of warm water.

"Uh...it's okay..." Wen Hongshan didn't take the glass of water, and hung it directly on Jiang Ping's body. His long legs seemed to be unable to exert any strength, and they rubbed limply on the ground.

Jiang Ping was so anxious that he almost cried.

520 hadn't realized that, in order to prevent Jiang Ping from meeting a friend, Mr. Wen could do anything.

☆、Patients

Jiang Ping hadn't figured out why he suddenly fell ill. Wen Hongshan was still fine until last night, and even fell asleep as soon as he touched the bed.

"It feels like acute gastroenteritis, go to the hospital."

Jiang Ping's daily diet is irregular, and he himself suffered from acute gastroenteritis several times. For a while, he felt that Wen Hongshan's symptoms were very similar.

"I don't want to go, I don't like hospitals."

Wen Hongshan started talking nonsense with his eyes open. In reality, he was the one who took the initiative to say that he was going to be hospitalized, and now he was the one who suddenly said he didn't like the hospital. It's just that Jiang Ping was concerned, and he didn't react for a while. Helped back to bed.

Wen Hongshan's goal was achieved, so he stopped making a sound, closed his eyes and secretly endured the pain, but he never expected the effect to be as good as this.

The lower abdomen swelled up in a short while, and the inconspicuous abdominal muscles of the body were stretched to the point of outline, as if someone stabbed it with a knife. They couldn't touch it, so they had to bend over and suffer the pain. Cold sweat broke out layer by layer on my back and forehead, and I went into the toilet again after a while.

But still can't vent.

Wen Hongshan knew more or less, it was probably the punishment given by the system.

After almost a whole morning, Jiang Ping fed him some water, and he vomited it up after a while. Wen Hongshan refused to go to the hospital, so Jiang Ping had to call his internal medicine classmate and ask what to do in this situation.

"what is the reason?"

"I'm not too sure about it. I eat the same food as him, and he suddenly..."

"It's also possible to catch a cold. You can see if giving him a hot compress to keep him warm will help. Generally, some antidiarrheal medicine and electrolyte adjustment may be prescribed, but according to what you said, he can't leak. I just listen to you." It’s hard to judge the symptoms, so let’s go to the hospital.”

"Okay, thank you. I'll take another look. If it doesn't work, I'll take him to the hospital. The main reason is that he is my patient, and you know what I do. I'm afraid I'll get sick in a hurry."

"Are you still taking patients home? Your job is not easy. Go get busy."

Jiang Ping hung up the phone and planned to go to the kitchen to cook some porridge. When he opened the refrigerator, he suddenly found that there seemed to be a few bottles of mineral water missing.

Normally, Jiang Ping would not mind, but he was reminded that he might have caught a cold, so he noticed that there seemed to be less water in it. Jiang Ping subconsciously looked at the trash can, and he found two empty bottles, and then put them in the trash. Pulling in the bucket, two packs of Panxie granules were pulled out.

Jiang Ping's heart tightened suddenly.I don't quite understand what Wen Hongshan means by this.

He cooked the porridge outside, filled a hot water bottle and brought it into the bedroom, pressed Wen Hongshan's lower abdomen through the quilt, saw the man curled up like a shrimp, and gently asked Wen Hongshan's sweaty back: "The stomachache is because you drank senna granules and then drank ice water?"

The man's body froze for a moment.Jiang Ping already knew the answer.

"Why?" Jiang Ping's tone was extremely sad. He didn't want to make Wen Hongshan feel uncomfortable, and he let Wen Hongshan come in because he was tortured by illness. If Wen Hongshan was still uncomfortable in here, he didn't know that he was doing this. Is it wrong.

Wen Hongshan did not expect Jiang Ping to check the trash can so carefully.

After a while, Wen Hongshan turned around slowly and faced Jiang Ping. The pain exhausted his energy, and he sweated a lot again. His eyes were turning white and his lips were slightly chapped.

He leaned against Jiang Ping who was sitting by the bed, grabbed Jiang Ping's wrist with his cold hands, and said in a low voice: "Doctor Jiang, that medicine can save me."

"I'll be fine after taking that medicine, it can save me." Wen Hongshan closed his eyes and murmured softly.

For a moment, Jiang Ping suddenly understood something. Wen Hongshan might be delusional, and he didn't know what to take that for. I went to sleep after eating.

But Wen Hongshan knew clearly in his heart——

He wasn't sick, he knew exactly what he was doing, but he wasn't lying.

Jiang Ping is his medicine.

In the illusion of this world, Wen Hongshan once saw his deepest fear. He found that many thoughts in reality were self-deception. He didn't want to let go, divorce, or live without Jiang Ping.

In this somewhat absurd life drama, as a soul carefully crafted and stuffed into the marionette called the heir, he began to yearn for Jiang Ping's life when he saw it.

The pale background was suddenly painted with thick and heavy strokes, and the first imprinted mark was the Alice drawn by Jiang Ping on the inside of his wrist.

Confused Alice.

Jiang Ping asked him where he was going, what kind of life he wanted to choose, and what kind of person he wanted to be. Wen Hongshan didn't know everything.

But after experiencing possession and loss, Wen Hongshan can now answer that life without Jiang Ping is not fun at all.

He will have an understanding, obedient and sensible partner.

But no one is like Jiang Ping, who has been frustrated by him over and over again, but still insists on pulling him out of the cage called mediocre life over and over again, until he is exhausted and can no longer pull him.

"But I'm so happy, Dr. Jiang, you're with me, I'm so happy." Wen Hongshan took Jiang Ping's hand to cover his eyes, sounding a little crazy.

Jiang Ping naturally didn't go to his friend's appointment that night. The patient at home was too difficult to deal with, clingy and disobedient, knowing that he had taken the wrong medicine, Jiang Ping couldn't give him another medicine, so he had to Give him a hot compress and rub his stomach, and see if he can let it out.

It wasn't until Jiang Ping rubbed his wrists that his wrists became weak, and he fell asleep in a daze. Wen Hongshan went to the toilet lightly, and his stomach, which had been swollen for a day, seemed to have opened the gate, taking away almost everything in his body. of moisture.

Sweating kept coming out, and when he was exhausted, he began to feel nauseated and nauseated. Even if he wanted to drink a glass of water, Wen Hongshan couldn't hold the glass with trembling hands, which woke Jiang Ping up.

He was still sick even the next day, but Wen Hongshan still insisted on carrying out the barbecue plan.

"You can't eat it even if it's roasted." Jiang Ping scolded while cutting the meat.

"Then I'll roast it, and Dr. Jiang will eat it." Wen Hongshan couldn't stand still, he pulled up a chair and sat on the side to skewer the meat.

When Jiang Ping set up the grill on the balcony, it was completely dark. Wen Hongshan slowly turned the meat skewers, and suddenly said: "Look at the sky."

This is a meteor shower in this world, a meteor shower that he and 520 begged for.

In reality, it may be rare in a hundred years, but in this illusory world, it is easy.

Jiang Ping was going to brush the sauce in his hands, but now he forgot all about it, and looked up at the shooting stars in the sky with his mouth slightly open.

Jiang Ping is easily moved by such things.

Jiang Ping once wanted to see an aurora, but the observation location they chose was not very good because of the weather.

In addition, Jiang Ping had a cold and fever at the time, and Wen Hongshan did not allow him to travel long distances to change another observation location. Jiang Ping looked a little sad at the time, but he didn't say anything in the end.

Even today, Wen Hongshan still doesn't have such a strong sympathy for this kind of thing, he doesn't quite understand the mood of those light chasers who carry a lot of equipment.

But Wen Hongshan thought, he can understand more or less now.

If there are some things in life that can’t be met but can’t be obtained, and can only be obtained by chasing and painstakingly capturing, then Jiang Ping is unique.

To be honest, he didn't remember clearly what Aurora looked like, or whether it was good or not, but he remembered that Jiang Ping had a low-grade fever due to a cold, snuggled up with him in the tent, and told a lot of legends about Aurora in a hoarse voice.

Most Wen Hongshan has forgotten.

But in the end, Jiang Ping was so dizzy, he hooked his fingers with difficulty, and said softly: "I'm sorry, because I'm sick, I can't let you see a more beautiful aurora. I actually don't know what you like... You see It seems that you don’t care about most things, and it doesn’t matter whether you like it or not, only you should and shouldn’t, but I think... one day, you will find the scenery you like, and you will no longer regard those things... as the whole of your life... "

"The silvery light of cod jumping out of the water, the clear sound of seagulls flapping their wings across the sea, the colorful aurora over the polar circle, the firelight when the stars fall, the edges of cities and mountains outlined by the sun... those It's a beautiful sight…”

"But if you have to choose, I still like you more."

At that time Jiang Ping smiled and shrank into his arms afraid of the cold.

Wen Hongshan took Jiang Ping's hand, and Jiang Ping shook him back slowly and firmly, and the two gradually changed into a gesture of interlocking fingers.

Jiang Ping's voice choked up: "Why didn't I know there was a meteor shower tonight."

"Of course you don't know. Even the astronomical and meteorological stations don't know." Wen Hongshan smiled lowly, "This is a meteor shower for you."

520 is quite proud.

"So many meteors are enough to make many, many wishes, but I only made one."

"I only made one wish to all the shooting stars. I don't think it's greedy." Wen Hongshan took Jiang Ping and nestled with him in the deck chair on the balcony. .

But Wen Hongshan felt that he could squeeze a little more, if possible, he hoped to rub the other party into his body.

The meat on the barbecue grill became unattended, and it made a sizzling sound of oil alone, exuding a tempting aroma.

That meteor shower never seemed to stop, each running harder than the other.

Jiang Ping suffered physically and mentally. He was hungry and was kissed so hard by Wen Hongshan that he couldn't even get through the air. He didn't even watch the rare meteor shower. It's all traces left by the other party, and it's so itchy that it makes people feel distracted.

"I only made one wish."

Wen Hongshan pressed the man on the reclining chair, forcing Jiang Ping to look into his eyes, with a pious tone as if he was speaking to his god.

"I beg them, never let me lose Jiang Ping."

☆, reality

Jiang Ping felt that Wen Hongshan seemed to have changed into a person who made him more addicted to it and couldn't extricate himself from it.

When Wen Hongshan lowered his head to kiss him, he could still taste the tears, which were salty.

Like the taste of salt brought by the sea breeze, it tasted a little sour in the mouth, and the helplessness and grievances that had not been announced were wiped away by the unrestrained kiss.

They are all traveling to a new future, but not forgetting the past.

The feeling of being lost and found will always remain in the bottom of Wen Hongshan's heart and become the foundation of the cake of life.

520 is a bit reluctant.

Although he was reluctant, as a professional system, he still didn't say anything when he sent the two people out of the system.

The farewell of human beings is not always announced, just like Xin Li actually said goodbye to him silently.

520 actually understands the meaning of death.

The so-called forever means that within the observable time range, he and that person will run on their own orbits like two points on parallel lines that will never intersect.

Wen Hongshan abruptly returned to the pitch-dark environment, but his heart was exceptionally stable. The strong tiredness and sleepiness that spread from his fingertips did not have the painful touch left over from the previous few times when he left the system.

He shook his hand twice in the air, and was pulled into his arms by the other hand.

"Sleepy." Jiang Ping put his hands under his face in a daze.

"Then sleep again." Wen Hongshan was also sleepy, but he didn't plan to go to sleep so quickly. While he still remembered what happened inside, he sorted it out in his mind, and touched Jiang Ping on the bedside table for him. The prepared recording pen softly recorded the memory of this time.

Jiang Ping's carefulness is always within reach, just like when he can't see, Jiang Ping doesn't know when he prepared a button phone and recorder for him.

Wen Hongshan sometimes used audio recordings to take notes on the contents of some meetings so that he could organize them later, but when he received the recorder and memorized the functions of the buttons on it, he did not express his gratitude to Jiang Ping.

Speaking of gratitude, he thought of the last meteor shower, and Wen Hongshan thought, he should probably also say thank you to 520 who violated discipline for him.

"System, are you there?" Wen Hongshan pressed the home button for a long time, but this time Siri's voice popped up.

"Hello, what would you like to do?"

Wen Hongshan felt that Jiang Ping moved, and he didn't want to wake Jiang Ping up again, so he put down his phone and got under the covers.

Jiang Ping doesn't have a clear memory of what he experienced in the system, unlike Wen Hongshan who likes to take notes as soon as he comes out, but he remembers how he felt, so when he woke up to make breakfast the next day, the corners of his mouth rose wildly, To put it bluntly, it is silly.

Wen Hongshan woke up a little later than him, and his footsteps were slightly hesitant. At home, Wen Hongshan could still move roughly accurately. Jiang Ping didn't stop him, but the man's footsteps came towards the kitchen.

"Seafood porridge? It's delicious."

Jiang Ping was stirring the porridge in the pot at first, but the movements of his hands froze for a while. He always felt that it was not the first time that Wen Hongshan had caused him to waste food, but it took a while for Jiang Ping to realize where his strange feeling came from. Come.

Wen Hongshan seldom evaluates food in this way emotionally. He seldom says what he likes to eat or what he doesn't like to eat. Some preferences are something that Jiang Ping tried hard to observe.

"Do you like seafood porridge?" Jiang Ping asked.

"I like it, you like everything you do." Wen Hongshan leaned against the kitchen door.

"Why did Boss Wen eat candy so early in the morning?"

"I didn't eat candy, I just brushed my teeth." Wen Hongshan was puzzled.

Jiang Ping couldn't help laughing, wiped his hands, led Wen Hongshan to sit at the dining table first, and poured the porridge into a bowl.

"It's still hot, you can eat the omelette first, the uncle's place outside the community."

"Ah."

"Shall we go to the hospital today? Okay?"

"can."

The two of them actually knew what they were going to face. After the physical examination passed the standard, the operation was quickly put on the agenda again. In fact, there was nothing special that day. Wen Hongshan's hair was shaved, and he was still handsome. It looks a little fierce, in Jiang Ping's words, like someone who just came out of squatting oranges.

Jiang Ping stayed with him until he was sent for anesthesia, talking and laughing along the way, but when the operation really started, Jiang Ping became nervous belatedly.

Wen Hongshan's tumor capsule is complete, but the location is not very good. The estimated operation time will be about five hours. Jiang Ping actually has nothing to do. Before Wen Hongshan went in, he asked him to watch a movie and go shopping around Turn around, and he came out when he came back. Jiang Ping was in no mood, and sat on the chair in the corridor feeling bored.

"520, are you there?" Jiang Ping became nervous and wanted to talk to someone to distract him.

But Wen Hongshan didn't want too many people to know about his illness, and he wasn't very happy that he had contact with Xin Yunting. For a while, Jiang Ping couldn't figure out who he could chat with, but the small system that usually talks about tuberculosis probably went dormant. For a while, the phone was quiet and there was no sound.

Jiang Ping could only take a deep breath, and slowly leaned on the cold chair.

Intellectually, he knew that there would be no accidents, but when he thought of the man's head being opened and lying lifeless on the operating table, Jiang Ping still felt anxious for no reason.

Wen Hongshan's cell phone vibrated suddenly in his pocket, and Jiang Ping looked at the call reminder from "Wen Chu'an" on it, wondering whether he should answer it or not.

Wen Chu'an is Wen Hongshan's grandfather.The old man who is so strict that he is almost strict has a unique vision for the market and works. Secret jumped to the No. [-] position in the industry in his generation.

Jiang Ping waited until the phone automatically hung up, but the next second, his own phone rang again. It was impossible for him and Wen Hongshan to go missing at the same time, so Jiang Ping had no choice but to pick it up.

"Hi, grandpa, I'm Jiang Ping."

"Are you with Hongshan? He didn't answer my call?"

"He... has a small problem with his eyes, and he happened to be undergoing a minor operation."

"I heard, which hospital is it in?"

"..."

Jiang Ping didn't want to say it, because Wen Hongshan didn't want to deal with his family, and he didn't want Wen Hongshan to deal with things he didn't want to deal with first after waking up from the operation.

"Then let me ask it another way. Is it a brain tumor? My son has had this disease before, and I know it."

"Yes. But it was discovered early and not too serious."

"You have children now, don't you? Boys and girls?"

"girl."

"When will you take it home and have a look?"

"Now at my parents' place, when Hongshan recovers better after the operation, I will visit you with him."

"I heard that he originally wanted to give you the chance of the annual award?"

Jiang Ping thumped in his heart, and said after deliberation: "No, the annual award mainly promotes the A-series product line."

"You're a smart kid. He's so brave that he dares to give you the chance of the annual award? Does he think this chance is a joke? If you are laughed at because of your work, can Secret lose this person?"

"Yes, that's what grandpa taught you." Jiang Ping gritted his teeth and replied in a soft tone.

He never felt that his work was rubbish, nor would he let his work embarrass Secret, but he didn't have a chance to prove it.

He could only grit his teeth and swallow all the unwillingness into his stomach.

"You and him should find time to visit me. My original intention was not to take care of the company's affairs. At first, I thought that Hongshan was capable of taking over. Now it seems that I may have overestimated him."

"What else are you dissatisfied with him?"

Jiang Ping didn't know what the other party's satisfaction standard was. Didn't Wen Hongshan do enough for the company?What is there to be dissatisfied with?

"I don't think we need to talk on the phone. I'll talk to him directly. Just do your part."

There was a busy tone from the other side of the phone.Holding the mobile phone, Jiang Ping couldn't help but feel that he was flipping through the design drafts that he took before the mobile phone to participate in the exhibition. After a while, Jiang Ping deleted the drafts from the mobile phone. Not only deleted, Jiang Ping wanted to tear up those drafts .

If I had never looked forward to it, I probably wouldn't be so sad.

☆, reality

Wen Hongshan's operation did not go wrong, and he was observed in the ICU for two days. If his signs are stable, he can be transferred back to the general ward.

But even so, the feeling of waking up from anesthesia is not very good. I can feel that there are tubes inserted in the nose and throat, and there are probably other parts of the body, but the foreign body sensation is not as obvious as the throat, and the hands and feet are tied to the bed. She is afraid of moving around, and nutrition is directly supplied by a gastric tube, and visits are only allowed for 10-15 minutes every afternoon.

Wen Hongshan was looking forward to visits, but he didn't really want to be visited.

When Jiang Ping came in, he was wrapped up tightly, only showing a pair of smiling eyes, and he didn't dare to touch other places, so he could only hold his hand when he came in.

However, Wen Hongshan's eyesight has recovered more than half. Seeing that Jiang Ping was losing weight with him, he felt uncomfortable. His fingers were writing on Jiang Ping's palm, and the writing was tiring.

Jiang Ping quickly coaxed him: "Is it very hard? If you are tired, I won't bother you. We can come out after a little sleep. The doctor said that you are recovering well, so keep going, okay?" ?”

Wen Hongshan also rarely felt the annoyance of being unable to speak, so he had to write "you" again with great difficulty.

"I'm not tired. What's the matter with me? I only come to see you for ten minutes every afternoon, and I have nothing to do at other times." Jiang Ping's voice was muffled through the mask, but he was still very gentle. Hong Shan couldn't see anything wrong.

The visiting time is always very short. After Jiang Ping went out, Wen Hongshan closed his eyes and rested his mind, but he was still not used to the gastric tube, and felt that he could not breathe. I took it off when I was young, and the nurse saw that he was quite quiet and not a man of restless nature, so she took it off for him.

I lay down until the next night, when I was able to recover a little bit, I pulled out the gastric tube without authorization, and then I felt more comfortable breathing. I was scolded by the nurse who made the rounds, and even called Jiang Ping to come over and scolded me.

Jiang Ping was not annoyed when he was scolded, but turned to the doctor: "If his personality is not really uncomfortable, he still listens to the doctor. He should be able to come out of the ICU tomorrow morning. If he can not insert a gastric tube, it will be fine." Plug it in."

"Then let's see tomorrow morning. If he can eat on his own, he won't be plugged. If he can't eat, he will have to plug it in."

"Ok."

Wen Hongshan didn't know what Jiang Ping talked to the medical staff outside. Fortunately, the nurse didn't insist on inserting the gastric tube back. Wen Hongshan was able to sleep soundly on the second night after the operation.

The next day, he was transferred back to the general ward. Jiang Ping had been waiting outside early in the morning. The suture marks hovered over Wen Hongshan's head like a centipede. If you look at it a few more times, you will feel the traces of fear.

But even so, Jiang Ping is still grateful for that scar, which kept him from being separated from Wen Hongshan and allowed him to spend countless days and nights together.

Wen Hongshan also noticed Jiang Ping's gaze, squeezed his hand weakly with cold hands, and mouthed: "Don't look."

"This is the winner's medal." Jiang Ping squatted beside his hospital bed, imitating Jiang Xin's tone, and said to Wen Hongshan seriously.

Wen Hongshan didn't have the strength to laugh yet, so he could only rub that fluffy head.

Wen Hongshan could see that Jiang Ping was under a lot of pressure. He followed up the works of the annual awards and dealt with all the entertainments that came to him. When necessary, Jiang Ping would replace Wen Hongshan to make some decisions. During this time, he For the first time, I try to understand what Wen Hongshan usually does.

If you really can't decide, you have to delay. If you can't delay, Jiang Ping will read it to Wen Hongshan, and then give a different answer. Wen Hongshan squeezes his hand if he thinks it is okay.

Sometimes Wen Hongshan would see Jiang Ping falling asleep while clutching his phone, sitting on a chair against the wall, but even so, Jiang Ping stayed with him most of the time.

Wen Hongshan had a low-grade fever for the past few days. When the stitches were removed, he found that several stitches had not healed well. He needed a lumbar puncture and re-suture. After the lumbar puncture, he did not feel much, but the re-suture did not require anesthesia. The needle and thread went straight through the flesh, Jiang Ping couldn't stand it at all, he stood beside him shaking more than Wen Hongshan.

Wen Hongshan tried to open his eyes to look at him halfway, but he was sweating so badly that he was dripping down in strands, his eyes could not be opened very well, so he gritted his teeth and said to Jiang Ping, "Don't look. "

But Jiang Ping was just trembling, but he didn’t shed a single tear that day, as if whoever cried would lose. Both of them struggled with the pain. The guardrail was almost broken by him abruptly, and when Wen Hongshan was finished lying down on his back, his whole body seemed to lose all strength.

Not to mention talking, I don't even have the strength to move my fingers.

Jiang Ping went out until the doctors and nurses went out, his knees softened, and he knelt directly beside the bed.It took half a day to gain strength.

"It doesn't hurt." Wen Hongshan said angrily.

After being glared at by Jiang Ping, Wen Hongshan hooked the corners of his mouth and changed his words again: "It hurts."

This time Wen Hongshan recovered very well, he didn't have a fever anymore, and the wound healed well. It was a bit difficult to eat, but it went well. When the first snow fell in their city, Wen Hongshan was also allowed to leave the hospital. .

Discharge and recovery are still two concepts. Jiang Ping stuck his mobile phone, not letting Wen Hongshan care about what was there. In fact, Wen Chuan called later, and Jiang Ping answered it himself.

"It's sick, it's not good. Even if you use him as a tool, you have to give him time to recharge his batteries, right? Never heard of sustainable development? You can't make the horse run and the horse not eat grass, right? "

"If it breaks, it will break. The company is not as important as him. At worst, I can support him even if he doesn't do anything. I will contact you when he recovers, but before that, please don't force him anymore."

"Don't worry, I've already said that the annual awards are A-series product lines. You can confirm this with the people in the company."

Jiang Ping's previous personality would not say such things, but seeing Wen Hongshan's serious illness this time, he felt that nothing was more important than the other party's health, even if Wen Hongshan scolded him afterwards, he would admit it.

Wen Hongshan didn't cry out for pain when he was awake, but when he was in so much pain he would grit his teeth and tremble, and sometimes feel the cold sweat all over his body. Jiang Ping later didn't believe what Wen Hongshan said at all.

A man's mouth, a liar.

Wen Hongshan's eyesight has not fully recovered, and he has some myopia, but the side effects of this kind of surgery are negligible compared with some less fortunate patients. He was given a pair of glasses when he was in the hospital.

"Jiang Ping, give me your phone."

"No, when can you eat three meals a day normally and not spit it out?"

"I know. I won't mess around."

"No, you didn't."

"Just watch it for a while. If I don't watch work, I'm bored." Wen Hongshan sat halfway on the bed, hugging Jiang Ping's waist.

He just wanted to know why Jiang Ping always seemed in a bad mood after answering the phone these days.Jiang Ping didn't say anything after asking.

Jiang Ping was softened by his embrace, and when he took out the phone, he suddenly remembered something. It seemed that they hadn't heard 520 talk for a long time.

The 520 kid who is afraid of being lonely and always loves to talk has not made a sound for a long time.

I was so busy before that I didn't have time to notice this matter. When I realized it, Jiang Ping was fiddling with his mobile phone, and couldn't help asking Wen Hongshan: "Did 520 not make a sound for a long time, isn't he the most afraid of being bored?" Is it gone?"

Wen Hongshan quickly opened the call log and saw several call records with his family. His heart skipped a beat, wondering what his family had said to Jiang Ping.

"Is there something wrong with the server, 520, are you there?" Jiang Ping turned on the voice assistant and said to the phone.

"Do you want to check 520? I have found a recording named 520 for you, which is related to opening 520." Siri replied without emotion.

Jiang Ping was a little surprised where this 520 recording came from, and exchanged a puzzled look with Wen Hongshan, and Wen Hongshan found that he also had a recording in his mobile phone.

The recording time was not short, and after clicking on it, the voice of 520 came out as expected, and it was the familiar voice with the playful tone of some boys.

"Jiang Ping, Wen Hongshan, how are you all?"

"When I received this recording, I thought I should congratulate you. You probably have rebuilt the old ones and reunited with each other. You can't wait to fuck each other on the bed, doing things that the system can't watch."

"To be honest, I'm really happy. You are the first couple I have under my management. The first couple who have gone through those worlds but got back together. Although Mr. Wen is not smart enough at all, he used death escape several times. As a civilized system, we don’t like or support this approach at all. But I can be sure that President Wen must like Jiang Pingping very, very much.”

"520 feels very moved."

"Actually, I have been doubting the meaning of my existence. I don't know what the meaning of my existence is. I actually know it. After my designer designed me...he actually regretted it...because human feelings are inherently The one that can't stand the test... So for a long time, I also called myself a little expert at persuading points, but I still hope in my heart... I hope that there are couples who pass those tests and get back together because of me."

"Although feelings can't stand the test, the feelings that can pass the test really make the system cry. I cried for a long time in your last world, which produced a lot of redundant data, which made the main program a little unhappy."

"I know that I was made based on the person Xin Li liked, and I also know...that person did not end up with Xin Li, but I don't really understand, Xin Lili is also a very good person, why is that person To be separated from Xin Li, why does that person like Xin Li but not be with Xin Li, I made him as a prototype before, I really like Xin Li very, very much."

"520 hasn't figured it out yet."

"However, I still want to thank you. You made me feel that I have the value and meaning of existence for the first time. Although it is a bit strange to say such things as a system, I will send you