3. Flying love

3. Flying love

Flying love.

(1)

(1)

I walked on the road and got hit by a car.

It’s my fault who let me cry and cross the street for two seconds, and then I hit the ground with a cracker, and it’s killing me.

I saw a handsome man coming at me, and the handsome man turned over my eyelid and said, “Don’t be afraid, don’t die.” I’m sorry.

Well, thanks for the comfort.

The ambulance came with me, the handsome came with me, the ambulance went to the hospital, the handsome got out with me, the stretcher was sent to the operating room, and the handsome went with me to the operating room.

I mean, okay, okay. I know your sincerity. I won’t blackmail you.

But the handsome man changed his face, holding two shiny surgical knives with his eyes full of confidence and perseverance, and he said, “Don’t worry, I won’t die, I’ll hit it, I know.” I’m sorry.

You’re so awesome.

Handsome said I’m not dead, I’m just broken ribs, just make a simple cleanup. The handsome man’s name is Zhang Tianyu, he’s the driver of the accident, and he’s my doctor.

The day after the surgery, the insemination passed, and it hurt so much that I was singing in my room. Doctor Zhang looked at me every time he passed through my room, but never came in to see me.

Shit.

It doesn’t make any sense, but I’m still angry, and I don’t have any reason to look at me.

So I called my girlfriend Chen Shui to see me, and she brought me two pounds of bananas when she came.

Chen Shui scratched his head: “I think it’s good to chew…”

I looked at her and said, “Sister, I just cut my chest. I laugh, I chew, I chew, but can I be nutritious? Is the wound gonna be good? I’m sorry.

Chen Xue said he looked at my chest and said, “Slashed in the chest and you’re blind.” I’m sorry.

I admire my sister’s brain’s return, and it’s life and death.

But I can’t help but think of that focused and tenacious look in my head…

“Ahem. “I’m going to eat groin and soup buns, please order me a takeout.” I’m sorry.

But before the take-out arrived, Chen Shui took a call and went back to the office to work late and kindly told a little nurse to help me feed.

But here comes the take-out, the nurse is not here, I stare at the delivery box next to me, and the fragrance of the porridge spreads.

“Does it hurt?”

A magnetic sound was ringing in the back of my head, and I turned slowly and saw Dr. Zhang and a few nurses behind me.

“Ache. I’m sorry.

“The pain is right, it’s going to be another week, so don’t move and lie still. I’m sorry.

Dude, why do you ask me if it hurts?

“What about your family and friends? The blogger says:

I broke my mouth: “The parents were in the field and didn’t tell them that their friends had to work overtime and left.” I’m sorry.

“It’s better to have a nurse a week after the surgery. I’m sorry.

I looked at him, and he looked at me, and I thought of the words, “Okay, so when will you pay for it?” I’m sorry.

When I saw his eyes strangling and his mouth strangling, when I thought he was going to have a stroke, he said, “I’m looking at the room until I come back.” I’m sorry.

We said, “Okay, well, let’s hurry. My buns and my porridge are getting cold.” I’m sorry.

(2)

When I was watching the takeout count to 100, Doctor Zhang came.

He sat right next to my bed, picked up my takeout, threw a spoon of porridge and passed it to my mouth before I asked.

I looked at the porridge and put up with it or said, “This porridge isn’t perfect; it should have a skin of eggs and a piece of thin meat in it, so it tastes good. I’m sorry.

“How much do you want compensation?” I’m sorry.

I thought, “I used to run a red light myself, enough for medicine and nursing.” I’m sorry.

The doctor suddenly looked at me with his big, dark eyes, and I was a little embarrassed and he hesitated to say, “No, you’re two-thirds, I’m one-third.” I’m sorry.

The doctor looked even more in his eyes, and he laughed: “I have never seen you so… just a lovely man, I’ll pay you $50,000 in addition to his medical expenses. I’m sorry.

It’s my turn to stare. It’s not just a handsome guy, it’s a good guy!

And while $50,000 is very moving, it’s true that I go through the red light and then I look at the doctor who patiently feeds me the porridge, and I bite my teeth, and I can’t ask for the money of conscience.

I said I don’t want it, I’ll pay for my medicine, and it’s a disaster for you.

Doctor Zhang looked at me and seemed to confirm what I said: “Are you sure you don’t want to?” I’m sorry.

Don’t!

The doctor smiled, and there were two little pear vortexes in his mouth: “Then I had to make money with tears.” I’m sorry.

I looked at the pear vortex. Isn’t that appropriate? You look so serious and smile so sweet?

But making money with tears?

What do you mean?

“This is it. “I bought insurance, so most of your medical expenses are paid by the insurance company. I’m sorry.

I nod my head.

“and then you gave me the same amount as the insurance company’s loss and came to me in part. Dr. Zhang said, “It’s like I hit you and made money. I’m sorry.

I went to Dr. Zhang, and I said, “Did you get rich after you hit people at the intersection and drag them to your hospital? Dude, it’s time to get rich. I’m sorry.

Dr. Zhang looked at me with a laugh: “That means you don’t have to pay for it, and I wouldn’t have any of the underpants I could have lost.” I’m sorry.

“Ha-ha, maybe people don’t want money just want your panties. I’m sorry.

I don’t know.

It’s over. It’s over.

I must have been lost by Dr. Zhang’s pear vortex, so I got out of my head without a grunt.

Besides, there’s a difference between that and what I’m saying.

OMG!

“Well, I didn’t ask for your underpants, I mean, I mean… you’re so handsome, your underpants are worth more than money…”

What am I talking about?

I don’t want to live. I’m tired. Don’t cure.

Dr. Zhang looked at me, and I was crying, and I was dying to laugh twice: “Ha ha, you didn’t hear me kidding. I used to joke with my sister. I’m sorry.

Silence, silence is tonight’s Kangbridge.

I seriously consider the possibility of living in another city overnight.

The doctor coughed and broke the awkwardness of the air: “No underpants. I’m sorry.

“Huh? I’m sorry.

“That can’t be. It’s sick. I’m sorry.

“Of course it must not! I’m going to put my ass down, and I’m going to say, “That pervert is really! I was just kidding. You don’t know me. It would have been funny. I’m sorry.

I don’t know.

I’ve never been so embarrassed in my life. I want to sew my mouth.

“Eat soup buns. The doctor passed over a soup bag.

I know, thank you, Dr. Zhang.

In an attempt to express my anger at what I just said, I bit a big sip of soup, and then I sprayed it out, and the doctor gave it to him, and went to his white tummy, so his white twig left the fragrance of the twig.

Fine, I’d like to know how I’m going to continue to die and make the awkward come a little harder.

“I’m sorry”… even though I know that apology is bullshit and that I’ve been an idiot since then, I’m going to say it.

“All right. I heard a little desire in his low voice.

What’s going on?

Isn’t Doctor Zhang a rare lover?

I was surprised to see him, and his face was red, and a moment later he swallowed his mouth and asked me, “Can I have one?” Smells good. I’ve been busy for half a day and I haven’t eaten yet.”

“Ha ha ha ha ha, that’s fine…” I couldn’t help but laugh to ease the embarrassment.

But I just laughed, and it was so sad, and I couldn’t finish the pain.

Dr. Zhang stood up and suddenly recovered his calm and calm face: “The wound hurts. I’m sorry.

I can’t talk in pain.

The doctor frowned and pulled the curtain next to my bed.

I’m: Hmm?

Doctor Zhang: “I examined the wound. I’m sorry.

Dr. Zhang said that he took my clothes off and relieved himself with it: “Well, the wound didn’t crack. I’m sorry.

It’s a very small case for me to go after a recent social death like this.

I may have behaved too easily, perhaps with a dirty smile, so that Dr. Zhang coughed and said, “The gauze is wrapped.” I’m sorry.

Maybe he misunderstood something, maybe I misunderstood something, but I’m not embarrassed at all, whatever, not at all.

“It is forbidden to cough and shout and laugh for two weeks after the operation. I’m sorry.

I’m cool.

“And don’t nod your head. Don’t move. I’m sorry.

I blinked calmly.

After feeding me the food, Dr. Zhang left and I called Chen Xue: “Hey, sister, have you finished your shift? Yes, it’s urgent. Come and see me, bring a knife and get a cab. I’ll pay you back. I’m sorry.

Then, after two hours of phone calls to Chen Sheng, two hours after listening to her bell-belled Goose, I regained my faith in living — she laughed too loudly, and I had to beat up.

(3)

After half a month of hospital stay, I’ve been able to act on my chest, although I’ve had occasional pains.

This day I ran into Dr. Zhang with a soup bag in the hallway of the hospital.

Dr. Zhang saw me and stopped two long legs at a speed of about 10 miles.

And I explained with a faint heart: “It has been half a month, and I am not in any pain, and I will lie down and die.” I’m sorry.

Doctor Zhang continued to look at me, but his eyes were small, but he was so radiant that I was like an ant under the sun with a magnifying glass that I couldn’t help but be restless.

I’ll go back to bed. I can’t stand it. Can I just lie down?

“Wait. “It’s been six months, and a proper walk will help to recover.” I’m sorry.

Why are you staring at me?

I looked to Dr. Zhang and he looked to me as if I didn’t want anything, and I finally had a good heart, and I opened a bag of soup. I’m sorry.

“No, I can’t get my hands.” I’m sorry.

I thought about it, squeezed out a bag and stuffed it into his mouth.

The doctor chews and swallows and laughs: “The blood is back.” I’m sorry.

That’s cute. I was thinking a lot about that smile, Dr. Zhang, like the smile I gave my grandma’s big blond hair.

I wanted to talk to him about how you look like my grandma’s dog.

But I can’t stand it. I’ve had enough last time. I won’t talk nonsense again!

“Thank you for the soup bag. “Doctor Zhang keeps smiling at me, and the pear vortex is full of drunk wine.

It wasn’t chest pain, it was heart attack.

I couldn’t bear to shoot his hairy head.

(4)

When Chen Shui came to visit me, I was looking out in the hallway of the hospital with soup and she shot me and asked me what I was doing.

I said I wanted to feed the dog.

Chen Xue:

I can’t help but slap myself and say who the dog is.

Chen Xue took a step back: “Whiss, you’re not in a hospital, are you? Why don’t you go to psychiatry? I’m sorry.

I said I’m not stupid. I’m a patient.

Chen Shui said, “It’s the doctor who saw you die on your phone.” I’m sorry.

I thought about it, and I said, “That doesn’t matter. He hit me and saved me. Do you think we’re special?” I’m sorry.

Chen Shui looked at me, “So you’re in love? I’m sorry.

We said, “It’s fallen, it’s probably gone.” I’m sorry.

Chen Shuk touched her chin: “Well, do you remember Zhao Xu? I’m sorry.

How could I not remember?

I won’t let him get away with it!

“He was dumped by the girl, he was in a bad mood for a while, and now he’s looking for you. I’m sorry.

“What for?”

“I want to rekindle with you, he…”

“Stop it. I interrupted Chen Xue, “I’m starting to get angry. Doctor Zhang said I better not have any big emotional fluctuations. I’m sorry.

“You’ll find it anyway. I’m sorry.

“You told him I was here? I’m sorry.

“I’m sick. Didn’t you have a circle of friends? Chen Shudo, “Oh, I remember. You’ve also published pictures of handsome doctors in your friends’ circles. I’m sorry.

Stop it.

Chen Shui’s even stronger. “You’ll be shy too. I’m sorry.

I looked at Dr. Zhang behind Chen, and I tried to talk to him, saying, “I’m not filming, maybe I was not paying attention when I was filming.” I’m sorry.

(3)

I succeeded in adding Dr. Zhang’s tweet.

Dr. Zhang turned to my friends’ circles and couldn’t stop smoking because there was a picture of him in my friends’ circles, in which he was eating soup bags with his mouth open.

“Whis, do you like me or do you like soup? The doctor took my phone and questioned me.

I doubt that Dr. Zhang has ever said that before, after all, few normal people compare themselves to soup buns.

And I bowed my head shyly and said, “I love soup buns. I’m sorry.

Dr. Zhang looked at me with his face, and I couldn’t help but enjoy it: “You’re so funny. I’m sorry.

Dr. Zhang asked me, “What did you do with the red light? Because you broke up with your ex? I’m sorry.

I was like, “I don’t want to go, I’m angry. I can’t stop crying because my ex-boyfriend borrowed me $20,000. I’m sorry.

“About $20,000?”

And I can’t help but cry: “That’s all I’ve had in my six months of school, and I’ve made so much money for my boss, and I’ve been tricked away by scavengers.” I’m sorry.

“Don’t cry. Dr. Zhang told me in black.

I tried to hold it, and my chest stinged.

Dr. Zhang sighs, “Don’t be sad when your ex-boyfriend comes, I’ll get your money back. I’m sorry.

“Can I ask for another compensation? I’m trying to stomp on my nose.

“No way. Dr. Zhang’s face was blackened and his official attitude restored.

(4)

Zhao Xu is here.

I looked at him and I thought I was blind. What’s with all this stuff? Why don’t you hang up your eyes?

“Sex, I’m sorry I’m late. Zhao went forward and tried to hold my head.

The dog took advantage of me while I couldn’t move, so I couldn’t let him go. I chewed my teeth to the dog’s neck and took a bite, and Zhao said, “What is wrong with you? Pain, pain, release me!”

“Ooh, ooh, ooh. ♪ I’m a fool! ♪

“Grandma, let go, it hurts. Zhao Zhu began to rip my head off.

Woo! Woo!

“Whiss. “Let go of me.” I’m sorry.

I opened my mouth and threw it in the mouth, and then threw up at the garbage can and looked at Zhao, “How many days have I not had a bath?” What’s that smell? I’m sorry.

Dr. Zhang poured me a glass of water, I even washed my mouth, and Zhao’s face was dark, but I insisted on being faceless: “Sith, you’re gonna have to wait till you’re out of the hospital and we’re gonna go home. I’m sorry.

“I see you’re a joke. Just pay me back. I haven’t forgotten my business, I’m sarcasm, “No face at all. I’m sorry.

“When did I owe you the money? Zhao Zhao was also strong, “You said you didn’t have to fight. I’m sorry.

Speaking of which, I was so angry when I was just together, thinking about what he was doing, and I didn’t think it was his fault.

When I was about to have a 300-round fight with Zhao Xu, Doctor Zhang shot me in the head, and he took all of my anger: “It’s best for the patient not to have a big mood swing and not to be able to recover, leave the rest to me, rest and be good.” I’m sorry.

He said, “Mr. Zhao, right? Please come out with me. I’m sorry.

Zhao Zhou Zhou Zhou Zhou Zhou said: Who are you? Why should I listen to you? I came to see my girlfriend. Why should I go out? I’m sorry.

I can’t hear you. “Who’s your girlfriend? I’m your mother, you dirty son!

That’s what I’m saying.

But soon he returned to his serious state of mind, saying, “I just wanted to talk to you, and if you don’t cooperate, the hospital security will have to ask you out.” I’m sorry.

The noise in the room, the hospital security officer was ready outside the door, Zhao was holding his teeth for two seconds, or went out with Doctor Zhang.

I was lying in a sick bed and I just felt comfortable, and I didn’t have much hope for 20,000 bucks to come back.

I’m more concerned than the $20,000 that Dr. Zhang shot me in the head.

What a sweet move! What a warm hand!

I can’t help but smile with the covers. What’s my name with Dr. Zhang’s kid?

“What are you so happy about? “The voice of the doctor is ringing.

I put down the covers, and a serious saying was, “Nothing, the scum was driven away.” I’m sorry.

Doctor Zhang noded: “Go away, don’t worry, I won’t bother you again. Your money should be returned to you, see if your cell phone has arrived. I’m sorry.

“So soon? “I was in a hurry to find my cell phone, and I did have a check-in.

Doctor Zhang’s image is even higher in my mind, and I look at him and worship him. I’m sorry.

“A patient who had previously been treated was a senior lawyer who made a phone call. I’m sorry.

I put my thumb up and I said, “You’re so cool, I was ready for money or not. I’m sorry.

Doctor Zhang smiled, “No, no, no, no, no, no, no. I’m sorry.

I couldn’t help but look at him in the blink of an eye.

My side is fantasizing about taking the vision of Dr. Zhang’s vision, and a great-age girl is walking in, and she’s a pretty girl with a long, chilly wave and hair.

The beautiful lady took his arm off his back without saying anything. “There you are. Come on, have lunch. I’m starving. I’m sorry.

Doctor Zhang laughed, waved at me, and then followed the beautiful girl.

My silly smile was still on my face, and it rained so fast in my heart that it was as heavy as the day I met her father for money.

Yeah, he’s a good-looking guy. How come he doesn’t have a date?

Hoss, every day you’re thinking, you’re thinking shit.

(5)

I’m out of the hospital. I’m out of the hospital. Chen Xue is here to pick me up. Why don’t you come and see you off. I’m sorry.

“and ran off with a big wave. “I’ve got a weak breath.

Chen Shui Noded and comforted me by saying, “You can’t lose a little while you’re in hospital.” I’m sorry.

I agree with her that, in the absence of Doctor Zhang, I would have been miserable during my stay, that it was not his fault that he had a girlfriend, and that it was my fault who made me like him without my own means.

I sent a message to Dr. Zhang, informing him that I was leaving the hospital and being polite and kind enough to thank him for his time of care.

Dr. Zhang didn’t return me. He’s probably busy.

A week after I was discharged from hospital, I received a letter of compensation and Dr. Zhang, in which he told me of some day-to-day care, expressed his apologies for hitting me and wished me a healthy future.

I responded with two brief remarks, and since then I have no further contact with Doctor Zhang.

I’m busy with my work, my life, my mind.

I thought he’d soon forget, just like the many handsome men I’ve wanted but couldn’t get.

But I didn’t realize that Dr. Zhang was so strong that I even wanted to have another car accident.

Of course, I was just thinking.

And then one day, I guess God saw me, and my aunt’s cousin’s cousin introduced me to a date that I had refused, but my aunt said that the boy was called Zhang Tianyu, 185cm tall, handsome, and most importantly, he was a doctor.

I:

I asked my aunt, “Did you tell each other my message?” I’m sorry.

My aunt sent me a mental retard face bag: “Is that bullshit? I’m sorry.

I asked, “Do you agree with me?” I’m sorry.

My aunt came back to me for a long time: “The man said, “Respect your opinion.” I’m sorry.

And I shivered and typed the next line, “Aunt, tell him that I was going to meet him with a rocket.” I’m sorry.

“Not at all, I told him you were going to see him with a tractor.” I’m sorry.

I don’t know.

In addition to the time when I was hit, it was the first time that I had seen a lid without a white coat, and he was wearing a light-coloured leisure dress, lying on the couch in the coffee shop, and then the sun shined out his contours after noon, and it was wonderful.

“Long time no see, little girl. He smiled at me and suggested I should sit down.

“Why are you calling me a little girl? You’re no older than me. * I’m talking back, but I’m sweet. *

I’m so close to a man I dreamt of. My God, I saved the galaxy in my last life!

But I just sat on my ass and I was like, “What my elders mean is that we’re going to go through it.” I’m sorry.

The sweet bubbles that I just came out of, and the smiles on my face were frozen.

The coffee is so bitter, I nod my head: “Well, let’s go. I’m sorry.

“How can you talk like that? “Does the wound hurt?” I’m sorry.

“It doesn’t hurt at all. “Maybe I didn’t sleep well yesterday, but I didn’t feel well.” I’m sorry.

“This way. I’m sorry.

The atmosphere has become increasingly awkward in the silence of both sides.

But I can’t do this. It’s hard to meet a man with a dream.

So I took a deep breath and smiled and said, “How did you meet your girlfriend? I’m sorry.

I thought, if I can’t get it, listen to the love story, and I can do more at night.

“What girlfriend? I’m sorry.

And I was like, “That’s the one with the big wave girl who went to your room, wearing a light green shirt and broad-legged jeans. I’m sorry.

“Oh… you said her. “That’s not my girlfriend, that’s my sister, that’s my sister.” I’m sorry.

I’m staring at the chapter, damn it!

Hoss, you idiot!

I can’t believe this common dog blood misunderstanding. Look at you. Look at you.

And the chapter swerved, and said, “Why did I leave without a word? That is why.” I’m sorry.

“I didn’t. I sent you a message. You didn’t return it. I’m sorry.

“I was in the middle of an operation, and then I went to the front desk and said you were gone. “You say you’re a little girl with no conscience, and I saved your life, and I don’t know how to thank you in person.” I’m sorry.

I put up with it, and I didn’t put up with it: “Then you hit me.” I’m sorry.

“Then you broke the red light. I’m sorry.

“Then who lets you go with other girls and doesn’t explain to me…” I whispered.

“All right, all right. “It’s my fault. How about I pay you back?” I’m sorry.

“What compensation?”

“You’re going to the movies next Saturday? I’m sorry.

“Huh.”

“Do you accept or not? Or… want something else? I’m sorry.

I’m all red, yes. I’m not happy with this compensation, but I can’t say what I’m thinking.

“You want the rest, just say it. Then I said, “It’s okay, you say it so I know I can satisfy you. I’m sorry.

And I bite, and my heart turns, “Well, I said it, but you let me say it.” I’m sorry.

The chapter seems to have come up with something, and the face is slightly red, and a moment later it looks like death. I’m sorry.

I said, “I want you!” I said it out loud because it’s a little buzzy in the brain.

It’s a relief to say, “Well, it’s nice to say…”

And I was staring at my eyes, and I realized a moment later: “Do you not think that I want that?” I’m sorry.

I told you I was joking!

“Who?” I don’t know which one you’re talking about. I’m sorry.

“It doesn’t matter. It’s important I want you to be my boyfriend. I’m sorry.

“Well, don’t make fun of me. “You know what we’re doing now? I’m sorry.

I couldn’t help but nod my head. I’m sorry.

“Isn’t a blind date just a preparation for being together? “I think we can step in and get to know each other. I’m sorry.

“You just said it was the family’s elders who came to see each other.” I’m sorry.

“I didn’t know your attitude. I’m sorry.

I don’t think I understand his brain, so is that okay with me or not?

I can’t help but wonder what I look like: “Just like soup buns, you can’t taste the real taste of it, think, I hope our love is tasteful, not gnaw dates, I don’t want to be so quick. I’m sorry.

I listened to you, and I looked at the chapters, and I looked at them, and I said, “You want me to chase you.”

“I followed you.” I’m sorry.

“Then we’ll go after each other, you run away, I’ll go after you, you can’t fly! I’m sorry.

I don’t know.

Keep your eyes on the road.