C194 Foreign 2 to Commit Suicide(2)

"Cough cough... Cough cough cough..."

Jack drove the car and looked worriedly at Yan Xuan, who was sitting in the passenger seat. His clothes were still wet, and his eyes were lowered. No one knew what he was thinking. He kept coughing and did not stop from the beginning to the end. This was the rhythm of pharyngitis.

"Ray... My condolences. She did not have a good year this year. Now, it can be said that she is relieved. " Jack knew that comforting her was useless, but that was all he could say now.

"Cough cough... Do you all think that she committed suicide because she couldn't bear it? Cough, hehe..." Yan Xuan struggled to open his mouth and looked up at him. The cold smile on his lips made him shiver.

This sneer meant... he did not think that tenderness was suicide?

Jack slowly straightened his head and looked stiffly at the car in front of him. He didn't even dare to give Yan Xuan the corner of his eye. This person was suddenly filled with hostility. He didn't look like a normal person at all, like a murderer who ran out of a mental hospital. It was as if he was eager to take revenge on society.

"Cough cough..." After Yan Xuan finished speaking, he did not continue. It was as if what others thought had nothing to do with him. No matter how he thought about it, it had nothing to do with others. Just like that, the car suddenly quieted down. Only muffled coughs continued to stack. Jack thought for a moment, then stepped on the accelerator and drove to the nearest hospital. Yan Xuan's situation looked very bad. He was too far away from the company's designated Renli Hospital.

Yan Xuan did not resist. In fact, when Jack drove the car to the hospital, he had lost his consciousness. Jack touched him and found that he was as hot as a stove. He did not dare to delay any longer. He immediately drove the car to the place closest to the hospital's door, jumped out of the car, and rushed into the hospital's emergency room. He shouted for help and asked the doctors and nurses to carry the stretcher to the car to pick up the person.

"The cold has caused a high fever and cough. There are some initial symptoms of psionic inflammation. Now that he's been treated with water, it won't be a big problem for him to recover from the fever. However, the patient's stomach problem is quite serious. When he is done with the water, you'd better take him to the Department of Digestive Surgery and give him a number to take a look."

After some work, the emergency doctor gave him a preliminary diagnosis and treatment. Jack followed him through the procedures and paid for it. When he returned to the emergency ward, Yan Xuan was wearing his half-dried clothes and pants, and he was covered with a blanket. He was lying on the hospital bed and hanging water.

"Seriously, what a mess..." Jack rubbed his swollen temples and sat down beside the hospital bed. He thought that there seemed to be a big problem this time. Yan Xuan was an independent and talented person, and he was an ordinary and unknown person. Was it really good to stay in the same world? No matter how he looked at it, it did not seem like something good was going to happen. How could he care about it? Should he return to the bridge after he hung up the water, or should he wait for his illness to recover and work peacefully? It was safer for him to let go?

"Jack..." As his thoughts ran wild, he did not know when Yan Xuan had woken up and was suddenly called by his name. Jack was inexplicably nervous. "Cough cough... You are a trustworthy person..."

"Eh?" Jack was stunned. He did not know why Yan Xuan suddenly said this.

"Ahem... I promised someone else... Cough cough, I will do it..." As Yan Xuan spoke, he coughed and coughed. He smiled. Jack could not see his hand under the blanket pressing down on his abdomen. The pain was extremely intense. But what he showed was only paleness. "I have noticed you... Cough cough, because I like your honesty... That's why I helped you three years ago... That's why I asked for your help today, cough cough cough... "

" I know, don't worry, I won't tell anyone that you're back. Cough, don't talk anymore. If you can sleep, then sleep for a while. After these two bags of water are hung up, I'll take you to the Digestive Department. Anyway, I have nothing else to do after taking an afternoon off. I'll accompany you to see a doctor or something. Leave it to me ~ " It was not Jack's first time hearing someone say that about him. He probably knew that it was not that Yan Xuan was praising him. It would be better to say that ___ was reminding him. However, he had OCD when it came to keeping his word, so he did not say anything since he agreed. He definitely would not say it. Yan Xuan's worry was obviously unnecessary.

"Hehe..." Yan Xuan smiled, then turned his head and did not speak anymore. Jack was somewhat unable to understand the meaning of that smile. He also did not understand why he felt sour in his heart when he saw that smile.

It seemed like... he was clearly here with him, but that person was still alone.

"En, I will definitely go to work tomorrow. I know, it will not delay things. Please rest assured."

In the evening, Adai called Jack. The content was that the company had a bunch of things waiting for him to do. A carrot and a trap. The company did not provide for idle people. If he did not do it, no one would do it. If no one did it, it would cause trouble for others. Jack held his phone and looked around the corner of the corridor to find a place with fewer people. He kept nodding and bowing, saying that he understood. The reason why he was so respectful and didn't have a temper wasn't because of how fierce the ADA was on the phone. It was because he had been a handyman for five years and had developed a sad habit of being a coward.

"Sigh ~" After hanging up the phone, Jack couldn't help but shed tears. Life wasn't easy, and he didn't know how long his career as a handyman would last. As a man, if this continued, what would be good if he could develop a "slave" personality? Jack looked up and saw that there was a bathroom beside him. He went over to wash his cold water face. He wanted to wake himself up and pull himself together. He wanted to live a life of unhappiness. It was also a day for him to smile, and a day for him to cry. He said to himself in the mirror that he could not be dispirited!

"... " Hmm? Where is he? "

When he washed his face and returned to the emergency ward, there was no trace of Yan Xuan on the hospital bed. There was only the removed needle hanging by the side of the bed, and there was still half a bag of water that had not been hung up. It swayed slightly on the infusion stand. Previously, he wanted to see how far he could manage it. Now, it seemed that... The other party did not plan to give him too many chances to "meddle in other people's business." He continued to do what he was doing and did not even greet him when he came and went.

"This little brother, where do you want to go?"

The rain stopped, but as the sky gradually darkened... The temperature also became lower and lower, and the cold wind blew on Yan Xuan's white shirt. He could not help but shiver from the cold. Fortunately, a taxi got off in front of him. It was a good time to drive him away. Although the RMB in the wallet was wet, it could still be used. Yan Xuan said the name of a local five-star hotel and started the car. They slowly moved forward on the crowded road after work.

The city outside the car window was a lot different from two years ago. These two years, B City had developed very quickly. The road had been broadened, greenery had been added, and many well-designed skyscrapers had been built. It was full of thriving scenes everywhere. Yan Xuan pressed his stomach against the ground and sat in his seat, looking at the traffic lights around him. He felt that it was very strange. He thought that he had probably lost some time. He had lost someone important and his hope for tomorrow. He had lost his interest in life...

The reason why he was still alive was probably to seek the truth. He did not believe that tenderness was suicide, he wanted to investigate.

"Hello, sir. Are you going to check in? Did you have a reservation before?"

The service of a five-star hotel had nothing to say. Yan Xuan walked to the front desk with unsteady steps. He took out his ID card from his wallet and handed it to the receptionist. He covered his mouth and coughed. He nodded at the receptionist.

"Hello, I have helped you find an effective reservation here. Also, did you get someone to send luggage over to deposit in the afternoon?"

Yan Xuan nodded again. He went from the airport to the cemetery in Yuanshan. He gave the taxi driver some money and asked him to help deliver the luggage to the hotel. It seemed that there was nothing wrong with it.

"A black suitcase... Ahem, a black backpack..." Yan Xuan checked the information. There was no problem. After the receptionist asked him to pay a deposit of 1000 yuan, he checked in.

"Sir, you look a little unwell. Do you need to call a car to the hospital?" The waiter pushed his luggage and led him to the room. He asked him worriedly all the way.

"No need, it's just a cold and cough... Cough cough, I'm wearing too little... I feel a little cold... " Yan Xuan pretended not to mind. There was medicine in his backpack. After taking a shower, taking medicine and sleeping, he should be much better tomorrow.

"Well, Sir, if you need anything, call our number. We will be at your service at any time." The waiter politely opened the door for him and invited him in.

"Ahem... I'm a little hungry, do you have porridge..." Yan Xuan asked before the waiter left.

"Yes, sir. We'll get someone to bring it to you later." The waiter smiled and closed the door for him. The whole world quieted down.

"Cough cough..." Yan Xuan's body, which had been holding on, tilted and leaned against the wall beside him. He took a deep breath and his stomach was numb from the pain. The abdomen under his palm was terrifyingly cold and hard.

Why was he still like a child all day, not caring for him at all...

Ah, he had never taken care of him. In the past, he did not. Now, even more so.