Chapter 192 Zhao Ziyue (5)

"The son said brother: What an honor!You tie the principal, I wrote more than 50 new poems scolding the principal.We have all been expelled, and it is an honor to lose!How many of my fellow villagers can do such a 'red' thing, I'm afraid you and I are the only ones! I'm ashamed I couldn't go to the hospital to see you, folks!Because I will go to Tianjin tonight to enter Shenyi University.Studying philosophy without understanding "Book of Changes" is as incomplete as beating the headmaster without tying him up!This is the reason why I entered Shenyi University.

I hope your scars will heal soon, and you can go to Tianjin to find me! Don't be discouraged, the famous university doesn't want us, go to another university!Other universities don't accept us either, pull it down!Ha ha!Brave folks, see you in Tianjin!your poetry friend, Zhou Shaolian. " After reading this letter, Zhao Ziyue felt much happier!After all, it is the poet's generosity!Originally, it doesn't matter whether you study or not, the grandfather doesn't play anymore!right!Go find Lao Zhou!Tianjin to play! Offended Lao Mo, how could he say that!Shao Lian's letter arrived a little earlier, so it wouldn't make Lao Mo go away pouted!Damn, why is my mind so narrow! ...

The scars on Zhao Ziyue's body gradually healed.In addition to sometimes being mentally depressed and ideally feeling a little painful, in fact the scar is itchy with new tender flesh, which is a bit more annoying than pain.The doctor allowed him to go to the courtyard for activities. What he likes is like a little snail, a little snail that stretches out its small horns and walks all over the courtyard.In addition to liking, there is also a little sweet hope hidden in his heart; this hope makes his eyes pinned on the women's ward, which is more sincere and careful than Zhang Tianshi looking at the nine-tailed fairy fox through the demon mirror.The knocking of the door there, the laughter there, and the coughing there all seemed to have great intentions for him.Nursing women in white veils and white clothes flew back and forth on the corridor, flying around like little white butterflies: "They're all nurses, it's useless!—Don't say it, nurses!" There are beautiful ones too! But—”

A day passed and only some nurses were seen. The next day, the north wind roared like a mad bull before the sun rose.The nurse warned him not to go into the courtyard.He was very angry: "Marriage is destined after all! If she is discharged from the hospital tomorrow and I am not allowed to go to the yard today, you see, this is a missed opportunity! Wind! If there is a wind god here, the wind god It's not a good thing at all! If the wind is the turbulence of the atmosphere, why is it only turbulent today!" He cursed for a while, and the wind shaved his muscles even more with a playful smile.He had no choice but to lie on the bed and read the novels sent by his friends.The more I look at it, the angrier I get: Groups of black characters jump around in front of my eyes, one group passes by, another group, all the same black, not even a single white and beautiful one.He threw the novel forcefully on the ground, stepped on it twice, and relieved a ten thousandth of the anger in his heart.Then, with hands behind their backs, chest puffed, and lips pouted, they walked around the room.Sometimes I stand at the window and look out: the old tree in the yard shakes its bald head and keeps moving: "My sister! Dig you out by the roots! Make you mad at me!"

In desperation, he had no choice but to lie on the bed and think about philosophical issues.His philosophy and fantasies are one in two, two in one. "If wine nourishes the brain and nourishes the body, women are things that satisfy sexual desires. Wine and women are the two major elements of life! Yes! Marry a wife and drink, drink and marry a wife; when you have time, you can make some headlines and make some waves , to earn some fame. Yes! Inside wine and women, outside fashion and fame, a philosophy of life!  …” He couldn't think about the philosophical problem anymore, and then he thought about the reality: "Ouyang Tianfeng can help me, but do I need a matchmaker who passes letters and Janes? Lao Li is a good person, but he and her? Huh! ...I have an idea!" He jumped up from the bed and pressed the electric bell three times with his mallet-like index finger.This ringing of the bell made him feel the glory of material enjoyment, although his philosophy was sometimes opposed to material civilization.

"Mr. Zhao!" The caregiver was arrested by the electric bell like a little ghost, waiting for Zhao Ziyue's divine words and decrees. "Are you busy?" Zhao Ziyue asked with a smile. "What's the matter?" "I want to know one thing, can you ask me?" "What's the matter, Mr. Zhao?" The nurse asked kindly and earnestly with a winter and summer evergreen smile on her face. "If you can do it well for me, I'll give you a tip of two yuan, money for drinks,—remuneration!" Zhao Ziyue couldn't think of the right term for a moment.

"The hospital doesn't have that rule, sir." "Whether there is or not, it's not good for you to drop two dollars!" "What's the matter, sir?" "He is—you—you can inquire about Ms. Wang Lingshi in the women's ward, what number she lives in, what disease she has, and how her condition is. Is that okay?" "It's not difficult, I'll go and see her." Just look at the medical records." The nurse walked out with a smile. Zhao Ziyue was puzzled: "How come the nurses are so enlightened! Is it an upright thing for a man to ask a woman about her illness? Or maybe the nurses are used to seducing the matchmaker? Strange! The relationship between men and women is always Secretly, when a man and a woman come together, except for me and her, isn’t it something that will always be stinky and unseen? Hospitals are naturally a Western method, but can foreigners be casual between men and women?” He regretted it, his “Confucianism” Bottom line, Xifa's love border"'s small heart beat up and down: "Stupid old man! Why did I let the nurse know my secret! Silly! But she didn't look surprised at all, or she used another See it that way?—Well, maybe she's for the two dollars!"

"Mr. Zhao!" The nurse came back after a while: "Ms. Wang lives in Room No. 7. She suffered from a blood disease that women often suffer from. She is almost cured now." As soon as she said that, she walked out without paying attention to Zhao Ziyue's expression and behavior. "Come back! Here you are, here are your two dollars!" "It's nothing, sir!" She smiled and waved her hand: "There is no such rule in the hospital." Zhao Ziyue sat on the bed and thought for a long time, but couldn't think of a reason.Don't be petty, and don't take things about men and women as novelties.Needless to say, the godfather of this caregiver is a foreigner!

He couldn't figure out the psychology of the nurse, so he had no choice but to think about it.He thinks that everything in the world has two sides: those that can be imagined and those that cannot be imagined.One aspect of this incomprehensibility is that there is no need to think about it at all. If someone has to think about it, he must be an idiot!Zhao Zi said he never wanted to be a fool.Then he cast aside the ideal, and saw the fact again: "I thought she was injured, so why is she suffering from a blood vessel disease? If Li Jingchun doesn't tell me, there must be nothing good between him and her! Okay, you, Li Jingchun, wait for Mr. Zhao! Don't let your heads fall off at the same time. No wonder!..."