Lanze couldn't feel the hero's twilight.

It's sad. For a long time, he has felt that living is a very sad thing.

Soon he transferred to the community hospital in University Town and found the ward where the two elderly people lived.

After greeting the two old patients, Lan Ze found a chair in the corner of the room and sat down. He watched Mr. Lan and Mr. Wei playing with each other.

Mr. Wei's pneumonia was very dangerous, and he needed to be treated with infusion for several days. The infusion was very slow. He had a needle inserted in his hand and a heat pump tied to it, so he couldn't make any big movements.

Mr. Lan's problem is of another kind. The teeth in his mouth have just been replaced and have not yet grown firmly, and his face is fixed with a plastic strap. When he wants to eat snacks, he can only use a straw to insert paste food.

Sip slowly from the can. You can't show your teeth, you can only speak softly, and you can't laugh.

So, Lan Ze watched Mr. Lan flirting and Mr. Wei talking desperately. The scene of these two old men teasing each other was very...warm.

However, outsiders cannot intervene between them.

Lan Ze couldn't imagine how Bai Quanming managed to stay with them every day. Didn't he feel embarrassed watching the two old men laughing and joking in an inappropriate manner?

Lan Ze hid on the side, trying his best to compress his presence. However, he was big in size. No matter how much he was compressed, he was still a big man.

The two old men were fighting and fussing from morning till noon.

My brother hasn't arrived yet. He sent a text saying that he had already left for the hospital.

The heat pump on Old Wei's hand was finally removed by the nurse, but the needle was still on the back of his hand.

He seemed to be in good spirits, talking non-stop all morning and not feeling tired.

As soon as Mr. Lan turned around, he saw Lan Ze. He lifted old Wei up and carried him to Lan Ze, "Huh?"

Old Man Wei spoke for him: "Let's go have dinner with us!"

"Then what, you go..."

"Stop talking nonsense..." Mr. Lan spoke. His voice was very low, his mouth was slightly open, and the movement of his mouth was almost invisible, "Follow up."

Since his old man had spoken under such difficult conditions, Lan Ze had no reason to refuse. He immediately stood up.

Mr. Lan hung one of Old Wei's arms on his shoulders. He half-supported Old Wei, turned around and walked out coolly.

Lan Ze followed quietly. When he reached the door, he remembered to catch up and asked, "How about you let me support you?"

Mr. Lan gave him a contemptuous look, without saying a word or letting go.

Old Man Wei looked silly at him and asked Lanze as he walked: "Do you know where to go?"

"Well……"

"Let's go to the hospital cafeteria." Old Man Wei answered himself. "It's too boring to wait in the ward for food to be delivered. Let's take the opportunity to go out for a walk."

Mr. Lan's movements were very agile. He led Old Man Wei to walk quickly. Old Man Wei looked relaxed and happy, as if he didn't need to use any force at all.

The road to the hospital cafeteria is really not close. The community hospital cafeteria is located in the ward area, not on the same floor. The entrance to the cafeteria is in the wing on the first floor. The main entrance is at the back of the building. In fact, it is also accessible from the corridor next to the ward hall on the first floor.

You can turn into the cafeteria. However, the two corridors leading to the cafeteria on the upper floor of the ward and on the first floor are quite long.

After entering the hospital elevator, the old man put Old Man Wei on the chair in the elevator; when he reached the first floor, he picked him up again. He then sent Old Man Wei to the chair in front of the dining table, and he took out two dinner plates.

Pick up food at the window.

Lan Ze followed him awkwardly all the way.

The old man took out two set meals. There was a nutritious meal for inflammation patients of Wei Hanying brand and a semi-liquid set meal of his own Lan Xianyin brand.

When he turned around, he saw his fat son following behind him.

"Yeah." The old man tilted his head towards the window of the cafeteria.

Lan Ze felt that the old man's body language meant: You order your own food.

Lan Ze lowered his head and glanced at the bracelet. His brother hadn't arrived yet, and there was no new news on the bracelet.

Although he couldn't help the two old men, which made him feel that his presence was a bit redundant...but the old man had a strange aura. He still took the dinner plate and messed around on the exaggeratedly large selection interface above the window.

Ordered food, put a plate of food on it, and sat down next to the two old people.

"Hey, broccoli, kale, lettuce, peas. Little fat boy, are you a vegetarian today?"

Old Wei read the names of the dishes on Lanze's plate, and his father also turned around to look at them.

His dinner plate was all green. Mr. Lan seemed to want to speak, but he shook his head and went back to sucking his straw.

In fact, Old Man Wei read it wrong. Most of the cold kale was filled with red shrimps; a layer of marinated dried tofu cut into diamond shapes was placed on top of the lettuce leaves. Lan Ze discovered that when eating out, even in a large canteen, beans

The products are also more delicious than what he makes himself.

However, overall he was quite plain. He didn't want to argue with the old man.

After observing for a long time, he found that the two old men were like children, naughty and willful. If he started to argue, Lao Wei would probably be happy.

"Yes, I think it's time to lose weight." Lan Ze followed his words.

As a result, Lao Wei was still very happy.

"Look, look," he said to Mr. Lan, "learn from your son. You should eat more vegetarian food. How old are you if you eat those unhealthy things all day long? You will get cancer."

Mr. Lan raised his eyes and said "Huh~" to him.

Lan Ze really didn't know what Mr. Lan usually ate. Taking a look at his dinner plate, he found that they were all ordinary vegetables and fruits, pastes, juices, and porridge. These were served in cups.

Inside, there are food ingredients on the label pattern.

The old man ate very quietly. He couldn't help but be quiet. His gums were still healing, he couldn't speak loudly, and he couldn't suck the straw hard. Judging from the current superficial appearance, he is the patient who needs to be hospitalized for recovery.

Old Man Wei ate the nutritious meal with big mouthfuls.

Suddenly, he picked up a sausage with a fork and raised it in front of Mr. Lan, "Hey..."

Lan Ze suddenly realized that this old man was eating well, so why was he so mean?

Mr. Lan raised his eyes and looked at Lao Wei.

Lao Wei: "Hehe..."

The old man snatched Lao Wei's fork with a wave of his hand.

His movements were extremely fast. As soon as Lao Wei realized what he was doing, the fork in his hand was gone.

Lan Ze was stunned.

Mr. Lan stuffed the sausage directly into his mouth and stopped at the edge of his mouth. He stuck out the tip of his tongue and took a lick. Then he raised the fork and looked at it melancholy for ten seconds before decisively returning it to Lao Wei.

Lao Wei took the fork and looked at it sadly for ten seconds.

He suddenly turned to look at Lan Ze: "Little fat man, would you like some for you?" The fork was handed to Lan Ze. "Your father licked it."
Chapter completed!