Mushiji [Pleasure] - Chapter 65

What is a public execution?

This is called public execution.

Wen Qianshu endured it for two seconds before holding back, not stepping forward and strangling herself back then—although she couldn’t either.

Fortunately, Dr. Jiang didn’t take it seriously, and continued to examine the people in the hospital bed. Wen Qianshu’s father, Wen Zhengde, came in with a bag in his hand, so his mother Li Huaai came over and whispered something to him.

While talking, the two quarreled in a low voice.

Wen Qianshu had heard a lot of their quarrels back then, but now, with his eyes closed, he knew what they were arguing about—it was nothing more than medical expenses, money, what amulet Li Huaai Ai had asked for, what bodhisattva he worshipped, and it was useless for Wen Zhengde to scold them.

Wen Qianshu, who was on the hospital bed, didn’t even look at it. They were arguing and just stared at Dr. Jiang: “You, you are so good-looking—”

Wen Qianshu was tired, covered her face, couldn’t bear to look at it for a while, but heard herself continue to say, “Why, still, so sad?”

Wen Qianshu: “…”

What did you think back then? Is there any necessary connection between good-looking people and not being sad?

Dr. Jiang stopped and continued: “I’m not sad.”

“You have.” Wen Qianshu on the hospital bed said intermittently, “You, after you entered the door, you didn’t look very happy—”

In fact, Dr. Jiang’s movements were very light, but Wen Qianshu was naturally sensitive to emotions. In addition, when she was lying on the hospital bed and doing nothing all day, she saw everything in her eyes.

Wen Qianshu closed her eyes, of course now she knows why Dr. Jiang is sad—she has traveled through so many worlds, failed so many times, and saw countless people dying in front of her eyes but could not be saved. When she saw this patient again, she committed suicide. The hospital, of course, will not be in a good mood.

But at that time Wen Qianshu didn’t know, and Dr. Jiang was not going to explain it to her, but just said, “No, I won’t be sad.”

At this time, Li Huai’ai came over with a thermal insulation tank, and complained to Wen Zhengde as he walked: “If you don’t tell your dad, it won’t make sense–Come on, let’s drink some fish soup, this is me–“

The two Wen Qianshu frowned together, but one was weak and frowned slightly, while the other frowned heavily because the person inside couldn’t see – Wen Qianshu didn’t like to eat fish since she was a child, she couldn’t accept fish The fishy smell can cause nausea in mild cases, and vomiting in severe cases, just like some people do not eat coriander.

On the contrary, Li Huai’ai grew up in a coastal city and loved fish and seafood since he was a child.

Li Huai’ai scooped up a spoonful of thick soup and went to feed Wen Qianshu: “Doctor Wu said, you can eat a little liquid food, and I’ll cook a good soup for you—without fishbone, don’t be afraid—oh, you Children, just afraid of thorns, I don’t eat fish, why are you so lazy-“

Wen Qianshu wanted to avoid: “I don’t like to eat—”

Dr. Jiang glanced at Wen Qianshu.

Li Huai’ai noticed Dr. Jiang’s gaze and explained, “Alas, she is too lazy to eat fish—”

Wen Qianshu, who was on the hospital bed, couldn’t break free, the spoon was against his mouth, but was held down by someone. Dr. Jiang turned his head and said to Li Huaai’ai, “Dr. Wu started to have a fever some time ago, maybe he didn’t pay attention—”

She looked at the medical record, glanced at her name, and said, “Wen Qianshu can’t eat it yet. Let’s wait for a while. The fish soup is too fishy. You can change it to something else, vegetable juice or something.”

Li Huai’ai frowned: “Okay.”

She took a sip by herself, and couldn’t help but accuse Wen Qianshu: “I can’t eat good food.”

Dr. Jiang turned his head to the side, saw Wen Qianshu on the hospital bed, and suddenly smiled at her.

After that, every time Dr. Jiang came, he could meet Li Huai’ai and feed Wen Qianshu all kinds of things that she thought was “big supplement”. After Dr. Jiang stopped a few times, Li Huai’ai’s face was no longer good, but she couldn’t easily get angry with the doctor, so she shouted at Wen Zhengde: “Why not? Donate some incense money, Qianshu will be better soon. Besides, if you want to Wasn’t the bodhisattva bless her, could she survive—”

Wen Zhengde’s face turned blue with anger, thinking that the doctor who wanted to save your daughter had nothing to do with the Bodhisattva. But he knew that he couldn’t say it, and he said that Li Huai’ai was endless, so he started from other places: “What do you call a little money——”

Wen Qianshu looked at Dr. Jiang: “She pointed at Sang and scolded Huai.”

Dr. Jiang: “Does Dr. Wu care?”

“It doesn’t matter.” Wen Qianshu took a deep breath, “They managed it, some were scolded by my mother, and some were complained.”

Dr. Jiang: “Who are they?”

Wen Qianshu: “Grandma, my dad, teacher, Doctor Gu, Uncle Song—”

She counted, but couldn’t count anymore, and said, “If you don’t care about me, it’s actually not that hard to eat.”

She sighed and said to herself, “My mouth is so bitter, I want something sweet.”

Li Huai’ai would sometimes give her bitter medicine, and only then could she get a candy or two.

Wen Qianshu: “I still want to eat ice.”

“I haven’t eaten ice yet, is it delicious?”

Dr. Jiang listened to her talking incessantly, and occasionally responded twice. After the examination, she left the ward and happened to meet another doctor. After a few words of greetings, Dr. Jiang suddenly asked: “This morning, didn’t Nurse Song send a wedding candy, did you bring it with you?”

The other party heard the words and touched two of them out: “Why, are you greedy?”

Dr. Jiang took it and said politely, “Yes, thank you.”

She turned around and walked back, and found that the couple was still arguing, but the content of the quarrel had changed. Li Huai’ai saw her with the fierceness of the quarrel on her face, and she had no time to put it away: “Dr. Jiang, what’s the matter?”

Dr. Jiang: “I forgot to take the pen.”

She entered the ward sideways, and saw Wen Qianshu turned her head sideways, staring outside motionlessly. Her eyes were dark and empty, and she didn’t know what she was thinking.

Dr. Jiang: “Are you allergic to milk sugar?”

Wen Qianshu was stunned for a moment, looked back at her, and saw that she took out a candy and opened it.

Wen Qianshu stared at Candy and said quickly, “I’m not allergic.”

Dr. Jiang showed no expression, but raised his hand while holding the candy wrapper. With a slender finger, he fed the candy into Wen Qianshu’s mouth, then gathered up the candy wrapper and put it in his pocket.

Wen Qianshu was lying on the bed with candy in his mouth, when he saw Dr. Jiang take out a pen from his pocket, when he walked to the door, the person beside him signaled, “I got the pen.”

Wen Qianshu licked the candy, looked sideways out the window, and the corner of his mouth tickled unconsciously.

They became familiar with each other, and sometimes they could talk – no longer Wen Qianshu’s one-sided talk, Dr. Jiang would occasionally ask her a few questions.

Wen Qianshu always likes to look out the window, but the window is just reinforced concrete and there is nothing to see, so Dr. Jiang asked her one day what she was looking at.

Wen Qianshu: “Look at the wind, look at the wind blowing, and the blades of grass over there are moving.”

Wen Qianshu gradually got better, and his face began to return to blood. She is no longer so resistant to what Li Huai’ai forced to feed, because Dr. Jiang will check and prevent some things that are not suitable for her, and will give her some sugar while Li Huai’ai is away.

Most of them are fruit candies. Wen Qianshu likes orange-flavored ones the most. She has sugar in it and refuses to chew it: “Aren’t you afraid of my mother?”

Dr. Jiang: “Huh?”

“If she finds out that you are feeding me without telling her, she will complain to you and make trouble—” Wen Qianshu whispered, “You may lose your job.”

Dr. Jiang didn’t answer her, just lowered his eyes, took out more candy, and fed it into her mouth. Wen Qianshu opened his mouth obediently, his eyes lit up.

In fact, her facial features are very beautiful, but she is very thin. If she is not sick, she should be a very good-looking girl. Her eyes are different from those of Dr. Jiang. They are not the kind of shallow pupils, they are dark and dark, and she is very focused when looking at people, as if the sky and the earth, she only sees each other in her eyes.

But then Dr. Wu got better and came back, and Dr. Jiang didn’t come.

Sometimes when Wen Qianshu heard footsteps at the door, she would turn her head to take a look, and found that it was not Dr. Jiang who came in, so she turned back and looked at the wind outside.

This is Dr. Jiang’s memory, so Wen Qianshu who is out of memory can only follow Dr. Jiang. She watched Dr. Jiang pass by the door of the ward, and she didn’t care about the sight of the other side; she saw that Dr. Jiang was busy treating patients and saving people, and occasionally encountered Dr. Wu, and stopped to say a few words, but did not mention Wen Qian at all Book.

Dr. Jiang is a restorer, while Wen Qianshu is just a trivial supporting role in a certain world line.

Dr. Jiang won’t keep an eye on her for too long.

The protagonist of this world line is a friend who grew up with Dr. Jiang. The other party was an excellent pianist, but he was in a car accident and his fingers were seriously injured, so he could no longer play the piano. Everyone was circling the pianist, persuading her and comforting her. She looked like she was coming over and became happy, but she still took an overdose of sleeping pills and was sent to the hospital.

Dr. Jiang was too young and a good friend of the pianist to participate in the rescue. She stood outside, watching the pianist’s parents weeping and watching the pianist’s fiancé pacing anxiously, her eyes red.

Someone noticed Dr. Jiang and seemed surprised by her expressionless face. They were whispering: “Xiao Jiang is not sad at all?”

Dr. Jiang is the system. Like 2333, she can modify the five senses and hear subtle sounds. She turned up her hearing range, originally to hear the pianist in the emergency room, but she also heard other people’s words.

“Oh, my good friend has an accident, and I don’t even cry.”

“It’s normal, both are musical families, one is so powerful, and the other – alas – Mrs. Jiang passed away last year, and she also had this cold expression.”

“Did Xiao Jiang fall out with the family? Now that Didi has happened, maybe she is happy.”

Wen Qianshu wanted to say no, no—

She was obviously so sad—

Why can’t you see it?

Dr. Jiang’s eyes didn’t move, he just stood there, his jaw line was tight, his face was frosty. She heard the people in the emergency room announce that the rescue was successful, and turned to leave. The man behind looked at her and continued to talk about her indifference.

“Actually, Didi doesn’t know her well–“

“Yeah, Didi hasn’t contacted her for a long time-“

Dr. Jiang still lowered his eyes and said nothing. But Wen Qianshu was familiar with her little movements and could see that she was in a daze. Behind it is the sound of the doctor coming out to inform the family members, and they are crying with joy; in front of them is the corridor where the night is fading, and no one is there.

Dr. Jiang walked aimlessly in the hospital, step by step, from the hustle and bustle to the silence, walking in the ink-like night, the dim light staring at her, a little bit of elongated shadow.

A lonely shadow.

Wen Qianshu followed behind her and suddenly stopped when she saw her walking. Her hearing range has not been recovered, and she could hear the voice in the ward. She heard a sharp rebuke: “What’s the matter with you? Are you not willing to pay this amount of money?”

Another voice replied: “People lied to you, why do you believe it? This medicine is not prescribed by a doctor, it is useless!”

Dr. Jiang seemed to think for a while before thinking of the ward and the **** the bed. The one who ate her a few candies and looked forward to her every day; the one who said she was sad.

Unexpectedly, Dr. Jiang stopped outside, did not withdraw his hearing, and looked up at the monitor in the corridor. The monitor made a “hum” and was invaded by her. Dr. Jiang’s eyes moved, and the virtual electronic screen showed the situation in the room.

It was very strange in the room. The couple were arguing, their faces were red, and they wanted to fight. The owner of the topic was lying on the bed, silently looking out the window – it was pitch black outside, and he couldn’t see anything, but Wen Qianshu was very attentive.

Looking at it, Wen Qianshu suddenly frowned, clutching his heart and trying to get up. She snorted weakly and briefly, but was drowned out by the quarrel.

Dr. Jiang took two steps forward, pressed the handle to open the door, but saw Wen Qianshu relieved and lay back again.

The pain seemed to have subsided. No one in the room cared, not even Wen Qianshu himself.

She just turned her head to the side and remained motionless.

The three of them are clearly in the same room, but they seem to be divided into two worlds.

Wen Qianshu – her emotional perception ability is so strong, so keen, but she is soaked in hostility and cursing year after year, day after day.

Dr. Jiang stood silently at the door.

Wen Qianshu looked out the window silently.

They are separated by a wall.

But share the same night.

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