Chapter 537 We Are Friends
Yang Hao had only been out of the hospital for two days, and was admitted to the hospital again.
In order to take care of the injured Ye Mei as much as possible, Yang Hao's and Ye Mei's wards are next to each other, if not considering the difference between men and women, Yang Hao would even consider arranging the two of them in the same ward.
Ye Mei woke up in the middle of the night, and Yang Hao also got the news of her waking up immediately.
Yang Hao sat in a wheelchair and came to Ye Mei's bed.
Ye Mei's face looked weak, but her eyes were very bright, especially when she saw Yang Hao who pushed the door and entered, her eyes were extremely bright.
Yang Hao pushed the wheel of the wheelchair by himself, came to the bed, smiled lightly at Ye Mei: "Are you awake?"
Ye Mei's gaze went all the way down from Yang Hao's upper body, and finally stopped at Yang Hao's injured leg, and there was a bit of undisguised worry in his eyes: "Are you injured?"
Yang Hao smiled lightly, and said nonchalantly: "I was shot in the thigh, it's nothing serious. Speaking of which, you helped me a lot and saved my life. If it wasn't for you, I'm afraid I wouldn't be shot in the thigh. It's as simple as getting a shot."
Although even with Ye Mei's slap, Yang Hao might still be shot one more time or even more, but the possibility of death is almost non-existent, but he still said this to Ye Mei very solemnly, after all, Ye Mei For ordinary people, it is very rare and precious, and it requires too much courage.
A relaxed smile appeared on Ye Mei's face: "As long as you're fine, I thought I was going to die, but unexpectedly I didn't die."
Yang Hao also showed a smile on his face: "God will not let such a brave and good woman die."
Ye Mei frowned lightly, and made a mischievous grimace: "I never thought I was brave, maybe it was just hotheaded at the time, don't be too moved."
Yang Hao was amused by Ye Mei's naughty words: "If everyone is as hot-headed as you, probably no one in this world would dare to be a bad person anymore."
Ye Mei smiled lightly, and then said seriously: "You mean to comfort me, I saw the scene where you killed that killer in one fell swoop, presumably even if I didn't do anything unnecessary, he wouldn't be able to do anything to you, right? .”
Yang Hao shook his head, and said solemnly: "Maybe he won't kill me, but I will definitely take one or two more shots. Now I may not be sitting in a wheelchair, but lying on a hospital bed, or in an operating room."
Ye Mei raised her brows slightly: "Then that means, I still played a little role?"
Yang Hao smiled bitterly: "Of course it is useful, but your behavior is too dangerous for you. If you encounter such a thing next time, you must put your own safety first, you know?"
Ye Mei looked slightly regretful, and nodded lightly: "Yes, I see."
After a slight pause, Ye Mei looked up at Yang Hao's face and asked: "Who is going to kill you? You are not an ordinary person who can directly touch such a shooter, right?"
Yang Hao hesitated for a moment, nodded and said: "Well, I have many enemies, well, I just offended a lot of people, and these people want me to die, so I'm not sure who sent this shooter."
Yang Hao didn't answer Ye Mei's question directly, but the answer contained a lot of information. After hearing Yang Hao's words, Ye Mei let out a soft oh, and leaned on the hospital bed without speaking for a while.
The air seemed to freeze for an instant.
Yang Hao didn't know what to say for a moment, hesitated for a while, and said in a low voice: "Then you have a good rest, I'll go back first, I'm in the room next to you, if you need anything, you can call me at any time."
Ye Mei pursed her lips, as if she didn't know what to say: "Mm, okay."
Yang Hao pushed the wheelchair and walked out, when he reached the door, he suddenly remembered something, turned his head and asked: "By the way, Ye Mei, you are injured, do you need to notify your relatives?"
Ye Mei was slightly taken aback, then shook her head: "No need, isn't it all right now, if they know, it would be useless to worry them, there is no need."
Yang Hao hummed, and said seriously: "Ye Mei, you said we are friends, if you have anything, you can tell me, I will definitely try my best to help you solve the problem."
Ye Mei looked at Yang Hao's face, smiled lightly and said, "Why do I feel that your attitude is very serious?"
Before Yang Hao could answer, Ye Mei continued to laugh and said: "Actually, you don't need to do this, didn't you say that we had dinner before, we are friends, you helped me, I accepted, now I just do what I think What a friend should do, no matter whether it is useful or not, I just think I should do it, so I do it, as for the other things, I don't think about it at all, so you don't have to be so serious, okay?"
Yang Hao smiled helplessly: "Okay, we are friends, right? I won't say much. You should take good care of your illness. If you have anything to say, just tell me."
Ye Mei did not refuse this time: "Well, good, you also take care of your wounds."
Yang Hao pushed the wheelchair back to his room, lying on the hospital bed, suddenly remembered what he told Zhou Manyuan, going to look for her in the daytime tomorrow, how could he get out of the hospital like this?
Yang Hao quickly took out his mobile phone, originally wanted to send a text message, hesitated for a moment, and dialed directly.
"Yang Hao?"
Zhou Manyuan's voice was somewhat uncertain, after all, it was quite late now, Zhou Manyuan was also a little surprised, why did Yang Hao call at such a time, logically speaking, Yang Hao should have slept with Qiu Yunzhen at this time Yet?
Yang Hao hummed: "It's me, are you asleep?"
Because Zhou Manyuan was worried that Qiu Yunzhen was by Yang Hao's side, she gave a very formulaic answer: "Well, what's the matter with calling so late?"
Hearing the tone of Zhou Manyuan's words, Yang Hao knew what she was thinking, and said softly: "I am alone now, and I am in the hospital. I called you because I said that I would come to you in the daytime tomorrow, and I am afraid I will break my promise. "
Zhou Manyuan's voice suddenly raised a bit: "Hospital? Why are you in the hospital? Are you uncomfortable?"
Yang Hao hesitated for a second, and said with a wry smile: "I was assassinated suddenly at night, and I was slightly injured. I think I will be hospitalized for a few days..."
"Which hospital are you in? I'll come over right away." Zhou Manyuan replied without hesitation, and then seemed to remember something, her voice suddenly dropped two points: "Mr. Qiu should be there, right?"
Hearing Zhou Manyuan's suddenly lowered voice, Yang Hao felt a bit of guilt and pity: "No, I didn't tell her about it."
Zhou Manyuan's voice suddenly rose a few degrees: "Which hospital are you in? I'll come right over."
Yang Hao quickly persuaded: "It's so late, it's not safe for you to go out alone, so don't come, this is not a serious injury to me, don't worry..."
Before Yang Hao finished speaking, Zhou Manyuan interrupted Yang Hao's words: "Tell me quickly, which hospital!"
When Yang Hao heard Zhou Manyuan's categorical words, he immediately regretted two points. He knew that he should make this call tomorrow morning, but after talking about it, Yang Hao had no choice but to report his location, but he still didn't Willingly persuaded again: "Now I'm ready to go to bed, so you don't have to come here. If you must come, come tomorrow morning, okay? Well, you can also bring me some breakfast, the hospital's breakfast is really terrible. It's..."
Zhou Manyuan hesitated a little when she heard Yang Hao's words, and finally nodded and agreed: "Okay, then you should rest quickly, and I won't come to disturb you. I will come to see you tomorrow."
Yang Hao breathed a sigh of relief: "Well, okay, see you tomorrow...Man Yuan, my injury is not serious, so you don't have to worry."
Zhou Manyuan hummed: "Okay, see you tomorrow."
Yang Hao hung up the phone, leaned on the hospital bed, exhaled lightly, and suddenly remembered, if Zhou Manyuan came over, wouldn't she meet Xue Na face to face?
When they meet... what will happen?
Yang Hao suddenly felt his head was a little big...
PS;
I don’t know how to describe the burnout, the blank thinking when I see WORD, maybe it’s a bottleneck, or maybe it’s a counterattack from the side effects of long-term writing. This annoying feeling... I will get over it as soon as possible, I will try my best to hold on, sorry everyone.