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Before Zhou Mi made a sound, Tan Yanxi in the room had already noticed it.
He turned his head and took a look, closed the back cover of the notebook with one hand, got up and stretched first, loosened his muscles and bones, and asked her with a smile: "Have you slept well?"
Zhou Mi nodded, and turned to look at Song Man on the hospital bed.
Before asking, Tan Yanxi took the initiative to say: "I woke up once. I ate some liquid food for dinner and moved for half an hour."
Zhou Mi couldn't imagine this scene, and asked, "You helped?"
"My assistant came here and just left."
Zhou Mi sat down on the edge of the bed, and took out Song Man's hand from under the quilt. There are indwelling needles on the back of the hand, but two days after the operation, it has lost a lot of weight, and the thumb and little finger can wrap around the wrist.
She lightly rubbed her sister's fingers, and said to Yanxi, "The salary to be your assistant is very high, and the scope of work is too wide."
Tan Yanxi raised his eyebrows slightly, because he could hear that there was a joke in Zhou Mi's words.
How strange. It was probably the first time the two had known each other.
Tan Yanxi raised his wrist to look at his watch, "Have you had dinner yet?"
"No, How about you."
Tan Yanxi shook her head, took out her mobile phone from her pocket, sent a WeChat message, and said, "Order someone to order food for you. I have to go."
"But it's not that you haven't eaten."
"I'll take a cushion when I have time. I really have to go." He reached out for the laptop on the bedside cabinet, and rolled the coat that was draped over the back of the chair between his arms.
Zhou Mi couldn't help but also stood up.
He has been here since two o'clock in the afternoon, and he kept it for six hours in order to keep her promise. She didn't know what kind of business Tan Yanxi did, but the economic value of one hour of him might be difficult to estimate.
It is easy for a person like him to spend a lot of money, but it is difficult to waste time.
In short, she owed this favor.
Zhou Mi was silent for a moment, and said: "I owe you a meal. Wait until you are free."
Tan Yanxi looked at her, laughed, and looked at the time while talking, "Let's go. Contact me on WeChat if you need anything."
Zhou Mi gave an "um" and said thank you.
Tan Yanxi nodded, walked to the door, paused again, touched the coat pocket, took out a small navy blue velvet bag, and threw it to her.
Zhou Mi caught it with both hands.
Tan Yanxi said: "A small gadget, a souvenir bought by the assistant. Let's play with it."
After speaking, he left in a hurry.
Zhou Mi heard the footsteps going away until they disappeared.
Loosen the drawstring, untie the velvet bag, and take out a ring inside.
A very flamboyant ring with a metal ring, a hexagonal ring surface embedded in the ring setting, a small painting the size of a fingernail, one of the life of Marie de' Medici by Rubens. Seal it with a glass lid. The label on the ring has not been removed, it is a joint name of the Louvre.
She had been to the Louvre when she was on an exchange in Paris, so she recognized it.
Zhou Mi's fingers are too thin, and they are still loose on the thumb. Such a big ring, wearing it looks like a local rich man showing off his wealth.
She looked at it and smiled, took it off and put it back into the flannel bag, and threw it into her bag.
In half an hour, the meal ordered by Tan Yanxi was delivered.
? There are ten dishes in the delicate food box, ranging from cold dishes to desserts-
The next day, Song Man woke up very early, and his energy was much better than yesterday. Get up early to wash up with Zhou Mi's support, and then move slowly around the corridor.
Song Man spoke in a very weak breath, almost gossiping with his life, and asked Zhou Mi: "Who is that Mr. Tan yesterday?"
Zhou Mi was silent for a moment, "How did he introduce himself?"
"He just said, it's someone you know. I said, met at work? He said, that doesn't count. I said, that friend introduced it? He said, that still doesn't count. I said, it wouldn't be Brother-in-law, he just laughed"
Zhou Mi was confused by her "you said" and "I said", "you have the energy to talk so much."
Song Man chuckled, "So, who is it?"
"Acquaintance."
"You don't want to say it, and you don't have to take me for a fool. A few years ago, you brought Dou Yuheng to meet me, and you also had such a secretive attitude."
"Aren't you stupid? You are stupid enough." Zhou Mi was doing Tai Chi anyway.
After the activity, I returned to the ward.
Zhou Mi bought breakfast and came back. After eating, Song Man had to start today's infusion.
to; "Finally talked to me? Why is it so difficult to pry a word from your mouth." The tone was joking.
Standing too close, worse than any time before, Zhou Mi raised his eyes and could only see his fair neck, his Adam's apple rolled slightly when he spoke, and there was a small light brown mole next to his Adam's apple. Being born in this position is really too abstinent. But Tan Yanxi might not be abstinent at all.
She had no choice but to count the stripes on his sweater, her voice was calm, and Mo Ruo said it was always deserted: "After a while, you will know that I am a very boring person."
Tan Yanxi smiled and repeated the first two words of her sentence: "It's been a long time"
Zhou Mi held his breath.
This elevator finally reached the first floor.
The last two of them stepped out of the elevator, and Tan Yanxi said, "Send me to the parking lot?"
Zhou Mi still didn't say "yes", but he didn't stop walking.
From the inpatient department to the parking lot, you have to pass a trail planted with sycamore trees on both sides.
On the first day I brought Song Man here for an examination, Zhou Mi discovered that except for a newly built inpatient building, the rest of the hospital was rebuilt in the 1930s, and it still retained the simple and dignified appearance of that time.
I heard that the sycamore trees on both sides of the road had already been planted at that time. If you look carefully, you can find bullet holes in the trunk, and the shrapnel is still inside.
So every time he comes, Zhou Mi can feel the heavy weight in the air.
Walking on this path, once you don't speak, you will feel that the silence is quieter than anything else.
Zhou Mi couldn't bear the heavy silence, and finally took the initiative to speak out: "Song Man called you 'Third Brother'?"
"She asked me what to call me, and I said, my younger siblings, or my friends who are younger than me, usually call me that." Tan Yanxi explained.
"Then what should I call you?" Zhou Mi's voice was soft, with a crisp and brittle texture.
"You can call it that if you want."
Zhou Mi was silent for a moment, "If I don't want to?"
"Friends who are younger than me" covers too much, and she doesn't know if she doesn't want to be classified in such a general way.
Tan Yanxi stopped walking, and took half a step in the horizontal direction, and she also stopped, as if being stopped by him.
He put one hand in his pants pocket, looked down at her, and said with a smile in his voice, "What do you want to call me?"
Zhou Mi didn't dare to raise his head, not wanting to meet his eyes, "I'll ask you to talk about the banquet."
"Yes. It's up to you."
The tails of Zhou Mi's eyes trembled slightly, and his eyes dropped, so he saw the faint shadow cast by his feet on the road.
His voice floated above his head, and the boundary between far and near was very unclear. He said with a smile: "Very few people call me by my first name and last name like that."
It seemed to see through her unwillingness to share her thoughts.