dmims Chapter 247 Young He Ran
Chapter 247 Young He Ran
Seeing that the doctor's hands were about to strangle his neck again, Zhou Youyou simply picked up the lunch box and threw it at him.
Taking advantage of this opportunity, he quickly ran out of the ward.
At this time, the doors of every ward in the corridor were closed and there was no one in the corridor.
A huge sense of silence surrounded Zhou Youyou, and she didn't know what to do.
When she reached the stairs, she ran down as fast as her life would allow.
"You can't run away. People who don't take medicine should die!" The doctor followed closely behind her.
When she ran to the first floor to ask for help, she found that all the doors on the first floor were closed, and there was no response no matter which door she knocked.
"Ah!" The hands grabbed her shoulders. The intense pain made her eyes widen in an instant, and her whole body began to tremble.
"Get away!"
She roared, struggled sideways, and kicked the doctor in the abdomen.
This kick barely managed to push the doctor away, but the clothes on his shoulders were torn, revealing three scratches on his shoulders.
Blood was everywhere and flesh and bones were blurred.
How can it be so cruel?
However, Zhou Youyou had no time to think. She saw the doctor in front of her quickly regained his composure and grinned at her again.
Without caring about anything else, Zhou Youyou ran to the other side of the corridor.
However, after turning around, she found that the house number had suddenly changed to the sixth floor where she was.
How is this possible? After she went downstairs, she clearly never went up the stairs again?
The doctor behind him approached again. Zhou Youyou had no time to think and ran towards the number of his room.
That door is complete!
Is this a new floor?
Just as she turned to close the door, the doctor's hand also rushed towards the door, and the slender fingertips pierced through her palm in an instant.
She looked at her bleeding palms and tears fell.
He turned around, as if giving up, and fell onto the bed, wrapping himself in the quilt.
If you can't see, you won't feel scared, right?
Let her die like this, with less pain.
However, for a long time, there was no sound from outside, and she gradually felt a little sleepy.
His eyes closed for just a moment before suddenly opening again.
It has become what it is now.
She lowered her head and looked at her intact hands. The clothes on her shoulders were also intact.
But the pain in her palms and shoulders didn't feel fake at all, and she could even remember how painful it felt.
This made her shudder all over and she raised her hands to hug her arms.
There seemed to be some noise outside the room. It was the other patients in the corridor. What were they doing?
Zhou Youyou didn’t know and didn’t want to go out to see, so she hugged herself and huddled together tightly.
She seemed a little confused. She couldn't figure out whether she was in a different dimension or whether she was still immersed in her own dream.
Shen Lan stood in the corridor and looked towards the room next to her.
There was actually nothing special inside, the layout was the same as her room.
If there was any difference, it was that there was a pot of green succulent on the windowsill, and the young man sitting on the bed attracted her attention.
The man was wearing a blue and white hospital gown. He was squatting on the bed, hugging his knees with his arms and his head resting on them.
The strands of hair on his forehead hung down, covering half of his face.
His skin was very white, even pale, and he looked lifeless.
His eyes were always drooping downwards, and his expression could not be seen clearly.
But Shen Lan was inexplicably attracted to him and couldn't stop looking at him.
Shen Lan didn't come back to his senses until he suddenly heard footsteps beside him.
She turned around and saw a man in a white coat walking towards her, with a white cotton mask on his face.
The man was holding a medicine bottle in his hand, but she didn't know what was inside.
"He Ran, it's time to take medicine."
The doctor ignored Shen Lan who was standing at the door, and pushed open the door of the ward and walked inside.
The person whose name was called looked up and his entire face could finally be seen.
It was a relatively childish face, with a pair of iconic peach blossom eyes that were light in color and without any emotion. He just stared blankly at the doctor who was walking towards him.
Shen Lan was stunned for a moment before coming to his senses.
The pupils of those eyes were not black, but a little brown, as if covered with a layer of fog.
His lips were also bloodless, looking only a very light flesh-pink. If the color was any lighter, it would seem as if he had no lips.
The doctor picked up the glass of water from his bedside table, put it in his hand, and poured two pills from the bottle in his hand.
Blue and white capsules.
The young man stretched out his left palm, and the two capsules just fell from the doctor's hand and lay in his hand.
He lowered his eyes for a while, tilted his head, and seemed to be thinking about something.
"He Ran, you have to take your medicine obediently so that you can be discharged from the hospital earlier."
The doctor said, raising his hand and gently touching his forehead.
The boy paused slightly, then tilted his head back and put two capsules into his mouth.
The cup of water was close to his lips. He tilted his head back again, his Adam's apple rolled twice, and the capsule was swallowed.
Shen Lan raised his hand to hold the door frame, standing by the door and watching.
The doctor turned his head and seemed to be smiling, with a slight upward curve at the corners of his eyes.
"Are you here to see He Ran again?"
"Me?" Shen Lan raised his hand and pointed at himself in confusion.
The doctor seemed to have guessed her reaction. He lowered his head to screw on the medicine bottle in his hand, then looked at He Ran.
"Look, she obviously doesn't remember who you are, but she still comes to see you every day."
It seems that most people in this sanatorium are truly sick.
At least now Shen Lan knows that her stay in this sanatorium is probably like a state of having no memories.
After all, who would come to see the same person every day and not remember that they were there?
When the doctor came out, he raised his hand, rolled up his sleeves, and smiled softly at Shen Lan.
"Go in if you want to. He Ran knows you."
"Oh."
The more you talk, the more mistakes you make. The less you talk, the fewer mistakes you make. It’s no mistake to say nothing.
Shen Lan thought about it and walked towards He Ran's ward.
The boy was still sitting on the bed, but this time, his hands had been taken off his knees and were supported on both sides of his body.
Perhaps because he was not feeling well after taking the medicine, his upper body was tilted slightly backwards, with his head looking towards the ceiling.
Shen Lan looked around and had to sit down at the foot of the bed, looking at He Ran who was in a daze.
But he didn't stay in a daze for long, and spoke softly.
"Mu Mu, you always forget me, why do you come to see me?"
He lowered his head and looked at Shen Lan.
She blinked, looking puzzled, but didn't speak.
He Ran seemed to have expected it. He slowly moved his body, moved towards Shen Lan, and knelt on the bed.
This movement made him half a head taller than Shen Lan, so Shen Lan had to look up slightly to see him.