Maybe it's the Chinese New Year, although the weather is so cold, the retro smell on the street is still strong. Old-style things are everywhere, and no matter how novel it is, they are all kinds of rustic things. Peng Cheng called and asked Beibei to go to the provincial government hospital to see him, and he said the faster the better.

"What are you doing in the hospital?"

"Wife, I'll go in and have surgery right away. Come on! Tell me when you come."

"What surgery did you do?"

"You can come first! Call me when you arrive, remember to call me."

He said all this, saying that he wanted her to come quickly. She didn't want to go, but he begged her in the hospital. Is that right? She couldn't help but think that it was a plea, and for this, she became powerless.

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This provincial capital that is surviving is much more prosperous than the city where Beibei is. The roads are wider, with overpasses and worry-prone buildings everywhere. It is more than 30 kilometers away from her home, almost as far as Peng Cheng’s journey to see her.

She sat alone at the end of the intercity bus, looking at this beautiful modern city, a little confused. She didn't go out often, and she didn't like too many people, but there were people everywhere here, and she sat stiffly. The city made her so strange that her body was sore. That was nervous.

The children who were farther away all went to Beijing and Shanghai, or even further away, and the rest were still some of them who were itchy in their hearts and couldn't go too far, so they came here.

The hospital Peng Cheng mentioned is a national-level hospital, and is well-known for its good hospitals in the province and even the three northeastern provinces. Many people the girl knew had to come here for a check-up to be sure that she was indeed terminally ill, which made Beibei feel chilling in that place.

The car she took was around the hospital and drove in. The driver told her that she was not doing this to make more money. This is the rule of this hospital. Only by giving up can one gain. Only by giving up can one get it, and only by giving up can one get it.

Peng Cheng kept calling along the way, and once every three or five points, he asked Beibei where he was.

"Wife, you can take a taxi when you arrive at the train station. Call me first and then take a taxi." He said that, for some reason, he insisted on saying that.

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After getting off the taxi, the anxious driver ran away. The girl stood on a large marble open space at the entrance of the hospital. The wind from all directions mixed here, and her hair was curled up.

Beibei was a little confused. The towering building of the hospital was like an office building, inserted high into the sky. On the distant top of the building, there were countless windows. The girl looked up and felt dizzy for a while. She leaned back and felt so many patients she had to pretend to be.

Everyone was in and out of the gate. There were people in the floor-to-ceiling windows with glass covers, thick military green cotton curtains hung. When they lifted the curtains and pushed open the door, everyone was pushing the flatbed car, some of which were on it, some were not. It was her first time here. Before taking the taxi, she heard him and contacted Peng Cheng. Beibei remembered him, "Okay, I'll pick you up downstairs." But now, she didn't see him.

"Wife, where are you?" Peng Cheng called again, and he asked her anxiously.

It was too cold, and Beibei stood on the empty and huge open space, still in a daze. She was waiting firmly at the door for Peng Cheng to pick her up, motionless. Although so many people hurried into the hospital, she didn't think that Peng Cheng might not be able to leave the door. She seemed to be looking at people from another world, she watched people around her run out, and they all looked at her, the wind was even more intense, and she felt a rustling pain on her face.

"I'm at the door, where are you?" The fat girl pinched her phone and looked around like the artificial heroine in the TV series. She was like a blind man, and she couldn't find anything in this strange place.

"I just came back from the door, and I didn't see you!" Peng Cheng's voice sounded even more anxious.

"But I'm really at the door." The girl said a little aggrievedly.

"Well, I saw you." Maybe I really saw it! Peng Cheng suddenly said that.

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The door that was coming and going was opened again just now. Peng Cheng was wearing a plaid patient uniform and put on a dark down coat. He seemed to have squeezed out of the thick cotton curtain. As soon as he saw her, his brows were lowered and he felt relieved.

He was still extremely thin, his legs were faintly visible in his trousers, and his snow-white flesh was exposed from his neck. He waved to Beibei and signaled her to come over quickly. He leaned out and took two steps out. Seeing that Beibei was still silly not moving, he said, "Wife, come here, I'm a little cold."

Peng Cheng's voice was very bad, and the sound was muffled. It wasn't obvious on the phone. It sounded much more vague now. It might be that Beibei saw the bandage on his mouth, so he felt like he was swallowing it whole.

The bandages were almost removed, but there was nothing in her nose, which was dark. She couldn't see his face clearly. The pile of things made his face look like a mutant in a science fiction movie.

"What's wrong with you?" Beibei said, walking over, perhaps because of fear, she was not walking fast. She looked at him, as if reluctant. She grabbed him and stretched out her hand, then looked at Peng Cheng's face with joy and opened her mouth slightly.

She wanted to retreat, but she knew she couldn't. Beibei met Peng Cheng's longing eyes: "Have you got that?"

Peng Cheng tightened his cold hands tightly, and his thin white fingers pinched out a piece of pink mark because he tried too hard. What he longed for might not be Beibei's stupid reaction. He might want to see her hug him gently, but that's great.

"Yeah!" He responded, stared straight into her eyes, and his right hand tightly held her arm. The girl felt so painful, but she didn't move.

"Why, why should you suffer this?"

"Wife, I think one day, I will not embarrass you when I stand by your side."

The wind blew his hair, and it was like a smoky wind. Peng Cheng's hair blocked his eyes. He subconsciously closed his eyes. This was a great opportunity, otherwise how would they face Peng Cheng's words?

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The young man was a little unsteady and had surgery yesterday. He was obviously still weak. He shook his body and said, "Let's go upstairs, I feel a little painful, I want to lie down."

Beibei hurriedly reached out to support him. He shook his head and lifted the plaid of the plaid patient's clothes, revealing his snow-white belly and a snow-white bandage on his ribs. The bandage was covered with bloody red, which was very bright.

"A bone was cut from here." He said, looking at the girl's face, satisfied with her frightened reaction, and then covered her clothes with a slight sluggishly and pulled them lower.

His arm stretched over and hugged the girl's waist tightly. Beibei hurriedly reached out to support him. Peng Cheng grabbed her arm and used all his strength to walk towards the elevator. His steps were extremely difficult. He told Beibei as he said that his ward was on the 14th floor, so it would be better for no one to follow him upstairs, otherwise he would want to vomit as the elevator opened and closed. Then he stood behind the elevator, in front of the large glass that could reflect the figure, turned around, and leaned against the glass tightly. His lips turned white, and his shriveled flesh was like a burnt plastic pole. He tentatively let go of the girl's arm.

"You pull me! OK? Pull me." She begged him to support his arm, or she wouldn't feel so much guilt because of her absent-mindedness.

He didn't answer, maybe it was hurt, he lowered his head, shook it hard, and struggled to look up at her again, and he said, "Wife, I'm all because of you, because..." The elevator suddenly started, and even God was unwilling to give him a chance. Peng Cheng closed his eyes tightly, and he didn't say what he said to him.

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The elevator successfully reached the 14th floor, and no one stopped the elevator in the middle. This was really good. Peng Cheng raised his head, as if he had survived a disaster. He pulled the corner of his mouth slightly, held Beibei's hand, and insisted on hugging her waist with the other hand. He might think that if a man was a man, he should hug the girl beside him.

The elevator door suddenly opened, and Beibei subconsciously looked out. Although Peng Cheng pulled her, she still looked outside first, so her eyes were filled with colorful pictures. Those were indeed more attractive. Beibei's eyes were pulled, and the tears and sympathy that she almost held in her eyes were taken away in an instant, and she could no longer take her eyes away.

Starting from the elevator, there were probably patients like him on this floor. Beibei looked at the propaganda posters on the wall, and in the simple and beautiful eyes that were ruined by God, many of them were smiling, as if they were about torn apart, which made her unable to move.

Peng Cheng pulled her and walked out quickly. He swallowed his saliva in pain. He might not want her to see more of these, so he kept talking. It was already difficult for him to speak, and he had to escape faster.

"My wife, I got off the operating table myself yesterday."

Beibei subconsciously withdrew her gaze. Although she subconsciously avoided her body, he still breathed a sigh of relief when she looked at him.

"No!" She swallowed her saliva, but not because of what he said, she could still see his face and the scars on his face. Maybe others can't see it, but she can.

"You go to the ward to ask the people there later. They were all stunned when they saw me walking back." His face was full of sweat, as if he was very proud, so he smiled and showed her. His eyes turned with the changes on her face. It seemed that it was not easy to walk off the operating table with the surgery to open the chest and bones.

"Then why do you have to walk down by yourself?" Such a useless sentence. I waited for so long, so long that Peng Cheng was about to call her. He stretched out a hand and shook his head. It seemed that it hurt so much that he could not speak anymore.

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After a turn, I arrived at the ward. The hospital was too crowded. The ward was full of living, and all the patients were in eight beds. Peng Cheng's return seemed to be as eye-catching as a hero. The man who was facing the bed was wrapped tightly. He raised his mother and son to signal to Peng Cheng.

Peng Cheng didn't say anything, but just raised his hand, counting it as saying hello. He lay down and covered himself with a quilt, turned to look at Beibei: "Wife, come to me." He moved his body in the middle and let Beibei sit on the edge of the bed. He held her hand and rubbed his thumb back and forth on the back of the girl's hand, but the look that was far less greedy than his eyes were even more reluctant.

"Wife, I like you very much, do you know?"

He stared at her with attachment, and he said he liked her. All this was not too sudden for Beibei, but she really didn't have time to think about this. She almost ignored Peng Cheng's love at this moment and the most beautiful love at this moment.

Although she had never asked him, she knew that it was not an ordinary scar. It was not until she walked through the corridor that the impact of those pictures was so strong.

"I shouldn't go down today. Everyone in the room has surgery. I'm the heaviest and I have to cut a piece of it from my ribs. But I said I'll pick you up when you come. I'll go down even if I die halfway, let alone I know I can't die."

He was still greedy and stared at her. Beibei might not know what he was thinking, but Peng Cheng understood her. So she subconsciously wanted to withdraw her hand, but Peng Cheng held it tighter without giving in. He didn't say anything else, and maybe he didn't think there was nothing to say.

"We'll have a meal later. If you go back, you don't have to worry about anything. I'll see that I'll be able to go home to find you in a few days. You'll wait for me at home and call me when you get home."

He looked at her and told her not to have any chance to prepare, so she nodded awkwardly.

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Peng Cheng slept faster than Beibei left, and they didn't go to eat, even though he held her and said again and again that he would not listen to anyone's persuasion.

Beibei didn't know the people around her. Peng Cheng said she didn't need to know those people, she just looked at him. He said he wanted to sleep for a while: "Is fifteen minutes okay? Wife, fifteen minutes, wake me up."

No one could twist the patient lying on the bed. Beibei kept nodding, nodding like pounding garlic, and then Peng Cheng fell asleep indeed.

Peng Cheng's aunt, the woman who sent the fossils, sent Beibei back. They didn't say a word along the way. Finally, Beibei got home. Before getting off the car, his aunt said, "Wen Beibei."

"Huh?" The fish came out of the river. Beibei turned her head and looked at her. My aunt took off her glasses. She was indeed amazingly beautiful, which looked like an oil painting. Her preference for this dark lipstick made her clear skin even more enviable.

"My nephew, do you like him?"

It seemed to be a soft question. She asked her. Beibei felt her mouth was moving, but the sound that was not allowed to speak was because her hearing was half a beat slower?

"If you don't like him, don't hurt him." She seemed to understand and raised the corners of her mouth slightly. Is that a smile? It should be counted!
Chapter completed!