Soon, the dean informed Lin Yao that he had found a private hospital that could accept Le Xianghui.
After Lin Yao packed up his things, he reported the hospital transfer to Sergeant McCarron. By the way, he said that Le Xianghui's passport was found. I hope the police don't always think about sending him back to the country. The patient needs to rest. .
Although Sergeant McCarron repeatedly replied "Okay, okay", Lin Yao could hear him gnashing his teeth in anger from his tone.
The ambulance for the transfer was sent from a private hospital, and Le Xianghui was sent to the ambulance. Lin Yao followed him on a three-wheeler, and took advantage of the moonlight to arrive at Kamidia, where Le Xianghui was received. private hospital.
As soon as you enter the lobby, you can find the difference between private hospitals and public hospitals in country m.
It is clean, the buildings and equipment are brand new, there are no crowded corridors, and most of the patients staying here are wealthy people.
After going through the acceptance procedures of the transfer hospital and relocating Le Xianghui, Lin Yao found that the daily necessities he bought seemed to be useless at all, and there were all of them here.
Adhering to the idea of ??not wasting, Lin Yao took out all the things he brought and put them where he could get them when he used them.
After finishing his busy work, Lin Yao checked the time, it was almost midnight.
After running around all day, Lin Yao's body was sticky and greasy. There was a shower in the bathroom of the ward, but Lin Yao didn't bring a change of clothes.
After thinking about it, I still bear it and go back to the hotel tomorrow morning to change.
Since leaving the Kanu City Hospital, Lin Yao found that Le Xianghui was not in a very high mood, and kept silent all the time, lying there alone without knowing what he was thinking.
Lin Yao is not good to bother him, some things have to be figured out by himself.
? Remove the buckle under the seat cushion of the folding armchair in the hospital, pull out the seat cushion and lay the seat back flat, and a simple accompanying bed appears in front of you.
Lin Yao yawned, and didn't think about whether it would be too menglang to be in the same room with Le Xianghui's lonely man and widow, so he just lay on the escort bed and soon fell asleep.
Compared with Lin Yao's relaxation, Le Xianghui seemed to be on pins and needles.
He didn't expect Lin Yao to sleep here just like that.
However, Le Xianghui couldn't let Lin invite a woman to go back to the hotel alone in such a late night.
Besides, he is not qualified to drive Lin Yao away. Lin Yao paid for his medical expenses in advance, and Lin Yao arranged for him to live in such a good hospital. Lin Yao helped him a lot.
Le Xianghui sighed.
Lin Yao can be so warm-hearted, but out of morality and love for fellow citizens, he is already extremely lucky to get her help, what else can he ask for?
This night, Le Xianghui didn't sleep well, and there would always be bizarre dreams and headaches attacking him.
He didn't know when he fell asleep, but when he woke up, the sun had climbed to the top of the zenith.
Le Xianghui woke up and looked for the figure on the accompanying bed at the first sight, but what was put there was a folded armchair, and there was no one there.
Le Xianghui's face was in a trance, as if he had experienced a dream. He was a little confused about which ones were real and which ones were fake. He didn't look happily towards the door until he heard footsteps.
However, it was not Lin Yao who came in, but a nurse, who came for a routine rounds.
Most of the private hospitals live in wealthy locals and foreigners who come to seek medical treatment, so the nurses in the private hospital in Kamidia will speak y Mandarin.
After asking a few routine questions about Le Xianghui's physical condition, the nurse left, while Le Xianghui stared blankly at the ceiling in silence.
Since he found himself in the hospital yesterday, the first thing Le Xianghui did after waking up from sleep or coma was to search for Lin Yao with his eyes.
After making sure that Lin Yao was not by his side, he kept staring at the ceiling in a daze.
Sometimes he thinks about the past, sometimes he reflects on himself, but he never thinks about the future easily, as if every day now is the last day of his life.
Suddenly, the ceiling in front of him was blocked by an insulated lunch box. Le Xianghui looked over from the side, and was dazzled by the girl's bright smile.
"Mr. Le, are you awake? Are you hungry? I brought something to eat."
Lin You smiled and opened the insulation box, set up the bed table, and put the lunch box on it.
She borrowed this insulated box from the innkeeper Crewe, and the rice porridge inside was still steaming.
Le Xianghui didn't have an appetite, but he couldn't refuse the food that Lin Yao brought him.
Sit up from the bed, pick up the spoon in the insulated box, and put the rice porridge into your mouth spoon by spoon.
Lin?The most complete and best dish she has ever cooked.
"You made it?" Le Xianghui couldn't believe it, and immediately put the sweet and sour pork into his mouth, and the expression on his face became colorful as he chewed.
"How, how?" Lin Yao couldn't confirm Le Xianghui's evaluation from Le Xianghui's expression, and felt a little uneasy.
The first time I cook something for others, I always worry that it will leave a bad impression on others.
"I put too much vinegar, it's a little sour, and the batter is too thick The oil temperature may not be controlled properly, resulting in a hard taste" Le Xianghui commented objectively on this bowl of sweet and sour pork tenderloin, without even noticing the The woman's face turned as dark as the bottom of a pot after hearing his comments.
It doesn't taste good, so don't put it so bluntly, can't you be more tactful? It's almost like a public execution, is she shameless?
"However," the man changed the subject, with a long-lost smile on his face, "it's the best sweet and sour pork tenderloin I've ever eaten from someone else." (Remember the website URL: www.hlnovel.com