Love in a mental hospital

Chapter 260 Beauty Warms the Heart

"That guy hasn't come yet?" Yan Hanxiang was doing warm-up exercises on the shore.

Zhuang Jing in the swimming pool didn't say a word, and there was a hint of contemplation on her quiet and elegant face.

People like them should be born with more responsibility than others: leaving behind photos, videos, sculptures, and nude paintings to let more people know the limits of human female beauty.

Yan Hanxiang kept the same action for three seconds, then suggested: "Let's go take a look?"

"Just in case." Zhuang Jing got up from the swimming pool and wrapped her body in a large, absorbent white towel.

The two returned to the first floor and Yan Hanxiang knocked on the door directly.

I knocked three times in a row, but there was no response.

Without any hesitation, she opened the door using the authority given by Zhuang Jing.

I walked into the house, turned around the small living room, and came to the bedroom. Gu Ran was sitting up with his hands on his stomach.

"What's wrong?" Yan Hanxiang asked.

"My stomach hurts." Gu Ran's voice was very low.

He heard a knock on the door and tried to answer it, but his voice was too quiet for anyone outside to hear.

"Abdominal pain? Acute gastroenteritis? Peptic ulcer? Herpes zoster? Acute peritonitis? Acute appendicitis? Cholecystitis? Pancreatitis? Ruptured ectopic pregnancy?"

Gu Ran smiled bitterly and said, "Do I have a 'palace'?"

"It doesn't look serious." Yan Hanxiang smiled and said to Zhuang Jing, "I'll go change my clothes and drive him to the hospital."

"Yeah." Zhuang Jing nodded.

"Auntie Xiang, no need, I'm fine!" Gu Ran said hurriedly.

"Listen to your own voice. What's the difference between you and a man who is about to die three times a day, 365 days a year?" Yan Hanxiang just walked away.

Is it that serious?

"Lie back down." Zhuang Jing walked to the bed.

Gu Ran did not insist. He was in so much pain that he broke out in cold sweats and felt dizzy even when sitting on the edge of the bed. Otherwise, he would have stood obediently in front of Zhuang Jing and Yan Hanxiang.

"What's going on?" Zhuang Jing sat on the edge of the bed, looking at his face.

"Aunt Jing, I'm really fine. It was the [Black Dragon Dream]." Gu Ran briefly explained the [Dream of Forgetting the Future].

"In addition to the abdominal pain, I see that you are a little anxious?" Although Zhuang Jing was asking, her tone was very light but very affirmative.

".Um."

"Tell me more specifically."

"It's like pain makes people angry. Along with the abdominal pain, there will be anxiety in the heart. It's hard to explain in detail. If I have to describe it with a metaphor, it's like suddenly going blind when crossing a traffic light."

"Let's go." In just a few words, Yan Hanxiang had already changed her clothes.

When she walked in, she was still wearing a small but expensive earring in her left ear.

"Auntie Xiang, I'm fine, it was Black Dragon Dream"

"Go ahead." Zhuang Jing interrupted Gu Ran, "Changing the environment may help relieve your abdominal pain."

"Black Dragon Dream?" Yan Hanxiang was puzzled. "Forget it, let's go first and talk about it on the way."

Gu Ran was soon admitted to a single room in the Affiliated Hospital of Haicheng University. He was not prescribed any medicine, only electrolyte fluids and glucose injections.

"Aunt Xiang, don't worry about me, I'm fine." Gu Ran lay on the hospital bed.

"You're okay? You're okay. Why are you so weak?" Yan Hanxiang glanced at him with her beautiful eyes. "You are not allowed to do this again next time. You're ruining your body just to treat the disease. You might as well stay at home and be my babysitter."

After saying this, Yan Hanxiang felt that this statement was a bit ambiguous.

What she meant was that being a nanny at home could prevent her from ruining her body, but considering their relationship, being a nanny 'for her' at home would mean ruining her body in another way.

But at this moment, Gu Ran had no spare energy to think deeply about one thing.

There was a sharp pain in his abdomen and a feeling of anxiety clogged his heart.

He didn't say anything else, firstly because of the pain, and secondly because of his relationship with Yan Hanxiang, he felt it was okay not to speak.

Yan Hanxiang used a hot, half-dry towel to wipe the sweat from his forehead.

Gu Ran didn’t know when he fell asleep, and he did have a dream, but it was not a lucid dream, nor a [Black Dragon Dream], it was just an ordinary dream.

I don't remember anything, but I felt extremely nauseous, which caused strong negative emotions.

When Gu Ran woke up, it was already noon. He Qingyan was wiping the sweat off his face, with a gentle expression he had never seen before.

By the clean and transparent window, Zhuang Jing and Yan Hanxiang were chatting.

".Where's Su Qing?"

He Qingyan, who had just gently wiped the sweat off his face, directly covered his mouth and nose with a towel and made an expression as if she wanted to suffocate him.

It took two seconds to take the towel away.

Even though he was treated like this, Gu Ran felt better for some reason.

"Don't worry, she really wants to come. She has called me countless times." He Qingyan continued to wipe his sweat, "But today is Tuesday, and it's her turn to go to Haicheng International High School."

Gu Ran didn't say anything. He had no energy and no mood.

"You see, this is the benefit of having many wives. When Su Qing is not here, I am here. When I am not here, Chen Ke is here. When Chen Ke is not here, Xie Xiya is here."

".What are you doing?"

"Wipe the sweat." He Qingyan reached into the quilt with the towel in her hand.

"and many more--"

"Take a look at the hospital gown you're wearing. Is it the same one you wore this morning? You don't even know how many times you've been seen naked."

"The nurse changed it. I was in charge of supervision." Yan Hanxiang looked over with a smile, "You are sweating so much, it's like you were soaked by the rain."

Gu Ran was not in the mood to care about being seen naked.

He said weakly, "I feel like an umbrella that is used to keep out the rain but gets soaked as soon as it starts to rain."

"As expected of a poet, the sicker he is, the worse he is." He Qingyan actually just wiped the sweat off his face, "Turn over."

She changed the towel and wiped Gu Ran's back.

Gu Ran has strong muscles on his back that are enough to make rich women spend a lot of money to maintain. He is a macho man, but not the muscular type, but the thin and long type.

Even He Qingyan felt that any woman would not consider wiping sweat off a body like this as hard work.

"How is Chen Nian?" Gu Ran asked.

"When I woke up, I asked where Su Qing was first—"

"I have already sent this matter to Su Qing." Yan Hanxiang's voice came from a distance.

Gu Ran suddenly felt refreshed.

"There is also a video of you, Qingyan, wiping Gu Ran's sweat."

Then Gu Ran felt cold all over.

Yan Hanxiang hadn't finished speaking yet: "And Qingyan, I also sent your paragraph about 'the benefits of having many wives' to her."

"."

"——The second thing I did after waking up was to ask Chen Nian." He Qingyan seemed not to hear what her mother said, but her slightly smiling voice betrayed her.

"How about you guys?" Gu Ran asked.

"Let me ask you," He Qingyan asked back, "how many rounds were there last night?"

"forget."

"Hmph, ten thousand?"

"." Gu Ran said he forgot because he didn't want to make them worry. But he found out that if he told them the real number, not only would they not be worried, but they would be laughed at instead.

"The number isn't important," he said. "It's about getting hit in the stomach every time."

"Then why don't you say it? Why do you have to be so stubborn?"

Guessed it.

Gu Ran had nothing to say.

Although he was being treated, he... how should I put it, not admitting defeat was one of his ideal qualities as a protagonist, but he did not expect to be given "mental pollution". The reason why he did not tell them was that he wanted to rely on himself to overcome the "abdominal blow" level.

"If you want to get things done, you have to have a certain amount of madness." Zhuang Jing said with a smile.

"That's right!" Gu Ran responded immediately.

"It ended up causing us trouble. The lady and the young lady took turns wiping your body." He Qingyan said.

Gu Ran's muscles had lost their luster.

"Will you dare to do it next time?" He Qingyan asked.

".I don't dare anymore."

"Well, good."

The elegant and pleasant laughter of Zhuang Jing and Yan Hanxiang could be heard in the ward.

Their laughter is more effective than any medicine in healing the spirit.

"You have so many wives, why are you trying to be so stubborn? What if you hurt yourself?" He Qingyan started laughing while cursing.

I always feel that this statement is very ambiguous - Gu Ran can barely think about it.

But this is also because He Qingyan's words are too ambiguous.

He ignored all that and continued to ask, "How is Chen Nian doing today?"

"He'll look for you when he wakes up, don't worry, you two are true brothers."

"."

"There's nothing wrong with a repetitive life, it means we can start over yesterday and today."

"what?"

"And it's not that life has entered repetition, it's that emotions have entered repetition."

Gu Ran looked back slightly and looked at He Qingyan in confusion.

He Qingyan left the bed, picked out new towels with her back to him, and said, "These two sentences were said by Chen Nian himself during the ward rounds this morning."

Gu Ran looked at her plump and round buttocks.

She wore a simple but fashionable pair of black shorts today.

He turned his head and looked at Zhuang Jing: "Aunt Jing, do you have any idea about why I can't turn into a black dragon?"

Zhuang Jing has [Parapsychology·Shooting the Sun], which can greatly stimulate her imagination and associative ability.

Combined with Zhuang Jing's own accumulated knowledge, the effect is unimaginable, like the combination of a giant ship and the vast ocean.

"According to my guess," Zhuang Jing put down the coffee cup, "it's not because of the aging, it's your own problem."

"Me?" Gu Ran was puzzled.

"Is the first round you mentioned really the first round?" Zhuang Jing asked.

Gu Ran couldn't think of this idea at all. It was like walking outside and feeling the light and heat stinging his skin. He immediately thought of the sun.

Most people who don't have [Parapsychology·Shooting the Sun] think like this.

"It's not the first round." Gu Ran suddenly remembered the dream he had this morning.

No, it didn’t seem to be a dream from this morning, but it was indeed as vague as an ordinary dream.

"What's wrong?" No one saw Gu Ran's expression, but Yan Hanxiang could smell the subtle changes in his scent.

In fact, this morning, she was alone in the hospital taking care of Gu Ran and collected a lot of his body fluids.

If it wasn't Gu Ran who was sick, she would already be in the laboratory, conducting 100% immersive research.

"I seem to remember something. Ah!"

"What did you remember?" He Qingyan rubbed his back again.

Gu Ran didn't feel any sweat on his body, but He Qingyan, who was as beautiful and bright as a summer dusk, rubbed his back with a warm towel in her hand, which was indeed comfortable.

This comfort turned into rain in his heart, relieving the pain in his abdomen and extinguishing his inner anxiety.

So he didn't stop it.

Besides, his mind was not on this at the moment.

"I seem to remember that it was indeed not the first round. What did you do in the real first round?" Gu Ran turned around.

He Qingyan was pulling down his pants.

"I want to see your butt. No, I want to wipe your butt. It's easy to sweat in the butt crack."

".I don't need your help." Gu Ran quickly pulled the quilt back to his body.

"Okay, okay, I won't touch your pants, I'll just wipe your back!" He Qingyan held down the quilt.

Why does Gu Ran feel like the roles are reversed? He is the one who only watches but does nothing, right?
"The real first round?" Zhuang Jing reminded him to continue.

Obviously, she was more concerned about the [Black Dragon Dream] than topics like butt crack.

"I seem to have turned into a black dragon and done something."

"What's the matter?" Zhuang Jing asked.

"Killing people and destroying bodies, quarreling and exterminating the whole clan." This is what He Qingyan said.

However, what Gu Ran actually did could not be said to be more merciful, if his memory was correct.

"What did you do?" Yan Hanxiang smelled his slightly embarrassed breath, and a smile appeared on her face involuntarily.

"I turned into a black dragon." said Gu Ran.

"Yeah." Yan Hanxiang responded.

“Defeated everyone.”

"Ah." He Qingyan cooperated.

“Catch the old one.”

"What did you do to him?" Zhuang Jing asked.

"At that time, I was full of energy, especially when I thought about helping patients again. I felt as cheerful as when I first saw the sea on the beach, so I recited a poem."

The sun shines into the ward. The air conditioner is very powerful, so only a slight breeze is set. The sound of airflow from the vents is very clear.

"Recite a poem?" Zhuang Jing repeated.

"What poem?" He Qingyan asked.

"It's not really a poem," Gu Ran said. "It's a line from John Muir's 'A Summer Walk Through the Mountains.'"

"An American writer." Yan Hanxiang said.

"I turned into a black dragon, grabbed Chen Nian, and chanted, 'You should let the sun shine on your heart, not on your body, and let the stream flow through your body, not just by the side.' I breathed fire and burned his heart."

Yan Hanxiang looked at Zhuang Jing, and the two beautiful women laughed at the same time.

“Hahaha~” He Qingyan laughed so hard that she fell on top of Gu Ran, saying, “You have to let the sunshine shine on your heart, hahahaha!”

When she smiled, her breasts shook slightly on Gu Ran's back. Gu Ran was not wearing a shirt.

The pain in my abdomen quickly disappeared, and so did the anxiety.

Anxiety? From now on, little frictions in life, no, little details in life, will be as numerous as the stars in the night sky. How can I be anxious?
"I later found out it was useless, but I couldn't bear to give up this dream, so I sealed off the 'transformation into a black dragon' like giving up an idea, and then I had the 'first round' afterwards."

"So you didn't plan to wake us up at the beginning?" He Qingyan was still lying on Gu Ran's back, pressing her roundly.

"Yeah." Gu Ran tried hard to recall his thoughts at that time.

It’s difficult. The past is like an ordinary dream, impossible to grasp like smoke, which will disperse as soon as you stretch out your hand.

"I'm worried that you'll be in danger." He grabbed a little bit, "I'm afraid that you'll be mentally polluted, just like me now."

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《Private Diary》: Tuesday, September 23, Haicheng University Affiliated Hospital
It was more painful than I thought it would be.

Beauty warms the heart.

(End of this chapter)