"You...cough cough...you...what are you going to do?" It took me a lot of effort to finish saying that.
"I'm just interested," he said calmly.
interested...
Yesterday was like yesterday; it seems Jiang Chen said the same thing back then, and the result was...
"Dinner's ready," Kurosawa Yu said, coming out of the kitchen. He paused for a moment when he saw Hayakawa Noriyuki. "Oh, you're still here? Are you going to stay and eat with us?"
Hayakawa actually smiled and nodded.
The temperature around me suddenly dropped to absolute zero.
This is how two Japanese people met in my home.
Kurosawa Yu, I'm so sorry...
Feel guilty for three seconds.
Have a meal.
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Even if I find it annoying and no one reads it, there's something I still want to say here.
It's about why that particular doctor appeared in this chapter.
Last year when I went to get my teeth filled, I encountered a dentist like this. While filling my teeth, he casually described the cavities in my two poor teeth with extremely exaggerated and ridiculous language, almost as if talking to himself. I was stuck there, mouth agape, wanting to laugh but unable to, wanting to cry but unable to.
It was a truly horrific experience.
I always thought doctors always had a serious and indifferent expression.
Before meeting that dentist
I don't know if it's just bad luck or if birds of a feather flock together, but I seem to run into all sorts of different kinds of people.
Then, that day, after suffering a huge blow both physically and mentally, I tearfully vowed, turning back again and again, that if I ever write again, I will definitely write about a doctor like that.
Even if it's just to commemorate that mouthful of water I almost swallowed.
Chapter Five
During these past few days of illness, I have come to fully realize how realistic this world is.
Because the petty-class nature of some comrades can only be exposed in specific environments.
In the first few days of my sick leave, An, Luo Lin, and Yu Mo practically lived at my place. My house was in a state of overflowing with food. They played my computer games, played my mahjong, and consumed all my resources. They were living a decadent and corrupt life, to the point that I wondered if the doctor had said something like, "You don't have much time left, so eat well, have fun, and do whatever you want."
However, this kind of life would get boring after a while, so my house soon became quiet and deserted again. It felt like I was back in my student days, having fun for the first two days, then frantically doing homework for the next two days, and having nothing to do in between.
Recalling my student days inevitably stirs up some nostalgia, so I decided to reminisce. True to my word, I carried my crutches and hopped downstairs to the bookstore to rent comics and novels.
I also rented some DVDs.
How pleasant!
I don't remember keeping track of the time, and I just drifted through day after day. Then it was time for me to go to the hospital to change my dressing. That day, Shao Yuzhe caught me at the stairwell.
That day, I carried about half a sack of books to return them, completely forgetting it was the day to change my dressing. As I hopped up the stairs, humming a little tune, I looked up and saw Shao Yuzhe leaning against my door, his expression indescribable.
"Hi, you're here! Long time no see." I greeted him obliviously. It had been a long time since I'd seen him. An told me that the company had taken on a rather tricky case, and Tang Lei was practically never home, living and eating at the company. I had a moment of conscience and considered joining the revolution ahead of time, but then I thought again. Given Tang Lei's character, if he needed me, he would have dragged me back long ago. Why would I need to have a moment of conscience? So I continued my listless, decadent bourgeois lifestyle.
"Today is the day to go to the hospital, I've come to pick you up." He looked like he was about to explode, but in the end he just waved his hand and said that.
"You don't look well." I noticed dark circles under his eyes.
"Just working overtime." He stepped aside to let me open the door.
"I can see it now. That guy Tang Lei always squeezes the maximum amount of labor from his employees." I said indignantly, because I am a typical example of an employee who has been exploited for a long time.
"It's alright, the company has taken on a big case, that's why we're so busy." He put his briefcase on the sofa, and I realized that he came directly from the company. I looked up at the wall clock; it was 4:30 in the afternoon.
"I'll leave work half an hour early and ask for leave," he said.
"Did you drive here?" I asked.
"Yes, what's wrong?"
"You didn't get arrested by the police for driving while fatigued." I poured him a glass of water.
"Alright, stop wasting time, let's get ready to go to the hospital." He was really tired, so I shut up.
"How long has it been since you had a proper night's sleep?" I asked him before he got in the car.
"I sleep an average of two and a half hours a week," he answered honestly.
"Can I drive?" I was really afraid he'd drive all the way to the highway guardrail.
"Trust me." Although he looked tired, his eyes were still bright.
Actually, I wanted me to drive so he could take the opportunity to sleep on the road.
But obviously neither of us trusted me to use my cast-covered foot to press the clutch.
The car arrived at the hospital safely, preventing me from suffering secondary trauma.
The doctor who changed my dressing was the same one as last time, which gave me a chill.
Shao Yuzhe went to register, and I waited for him on a chair in the corridor, trying to process my thoughts and feelings about facing the doctor.
After Shao Yuzhe returned, he helped me inside, and I sat down in front of the doctor, trembling with fear.