Huo Shao's little goblin has a soft waist and a sweet heart, and is spoiled

Chapter 227 What a love word.

"By the way, I have something to apologize to you." Gu Qingming used the money in his card to do some personal affairs before. Although he had borrowed some loans to fill the vacancy, he still wanted to tell him.

"Because of an emergency, I borrowed the money from your card, but I have already made up all of it, and the list is in your phone."

Huo Qi didn't care about this, but raised his head curiously: "You can just say that it's the money for repairing my phone data, why do you still say it?"

The young man shook his head, pulled a smile and quickly lowered it: "There is a cause and effect in everything, and I am responsible for what I do."

A person sticks to the low line by himself. Although he is poor, his heart is not poor. If he keeps the green hills, he is not afraid of running out of firewood.

Although those figures are money that he has never seen in his life, but because he is young, he is confident enough to pay back.

As for why he gave Guo Min so much money, maybe it was a kind of revenge repayment.

The light outside the window gradually dissipated, and the world fell into darkness. The lights in the ward were not turned on. After the human eyes gradually adapted, they could see the light section and distinguish objects through the blue night.

After Huo Qi retrieved Jiang Niannian's WeChat account, his heart calmed down.

After his emotions are stabilized, he can observe things around him more keenly and clearly.

"You seem to have been sad since you came back." Although there was no light in the room, Huo Qi could feel that Gu Qingming was depressed.

"It's not very happy."

"Because of the ex-girlfriend?" Huo Qi pointed out.

Gu Qingming was shocked by his keen insight: "How do you know?"

"It's very simple. When I see you on weekdays, I won't frown because of anything." Huo Qi put down his phone, put his hands behind his head, and lay down, leisurely like a second uncle: "Even if you are poor and can't afford to eat, you can't afford to eat." I will be optimistic that there is free soup and rice in the cafeteria.”

"Although I don't know much about your psychological knowledge, judging from your daily professional standards and perseverance, your work will only get smoother and smoother."

"So besides your mysterious ex-girlfriend, there should be no one else who can influence you, right?"

The analysis was very good, but it was a pity that Gu Qingming didn't have the energy to applaud.

The boy buried his head lower.

He is organizing the language, and there are some things that he doesn't know where to start.

Although some things don't need to be told to anyone, he is a psychiatrist.

If he wants to understand the patient's psychology, the best way is to open his own heart first.

"I can feel that she still likes me."

"However, she found a new boyfriend a week after breaking up with me."

"If she really liked her, I wouldn't feel so uncomfortable. She is so young and capable, but she gives up the bottom line of life for the sake of money and material resources."

"It's really uncomfortable, really a little uncomfortable."

"I never hooked up my mistress with her."

"It's embarrassing to say it, but it's the truth, and I'm not afraid to say it." The boy shook his head helplessly.

Fortunately, there is no light in the ward now, even if he wants to cry, no one will see him.

Huo Qi listened patiently, and his heart was full of worries. Is there really no love in this world that goes well?
Gu Qingming's eyes flashed brokenly, and he looked out of Qingqian's window with sad eyes.

Another sad man in the world.

Huo Qi smiled lowly: "What a word for love."

For the next few minutes, there was silence in the ward.

It wasn't until the maintenance department staff arranged by Jianghe came up to repair the windows that Gu Qingming quietly left the ward.

Huo Qi stared at him from the corner of his eye, and suddenly spoke when the boy was about to go out.

"Get some wine to drink." The man's voice was not loud, but it was a very unreasonable request.

Gu Qingming just froze for a moment, turned his head to meet Huo Qi's gaze, said nothing, went out and subconsciously walked to the door of the convenience store.

In all his time as an intern he had never broken a rule.

Today is the only exception.

Because the hospital is heavily guarded, even interns are not allowed to bring alcohol to work on weekdays.

Therefore, it really took a lot of thought for Gu Qingming to bring the wine into the hospital.

The teenager packed a dozen beers in black garbage bags. When passing by the security booth, the sound of clinking beer bottles was too harsh, which attracted the attention of the security guards.

He couldn't get in through the front door, so he could only sneak in through the back door. This time he replaced it with a piece of paper, and it was really difficult to walk smoothly with more than ten kilograms of stuff in his arms.

However, the security at the back door is relatively lax, because most of the people entering through the back door are vehicles, or some hospital personnel are first acquaintances.

So acquaintances always turn a blind eye.

Gu Qingming successfully brought the wine into the hospital, and then locked the door of the ward with Huo Qi and drank all night.

"You didn't drink alcohol just by looking at it, but you only brought a dozen of them in. How about playing?" Huo Qi drank beer and leaned on the sofa, his posture was too comfortable, he didn't look like someone who was about to jump off a building during the day.

"It's not bad if you can bring it in." Gu Qingming really didn't drink much, and today he also planned to stay drunk, and his stomach was really full after drinking two bottles of wine.

The boy hiccupped and waved his hands to go to the toilet to vomit.

Huo Qi looked at him contemptuously, shook his head and allowed himself to drink.

"Mr. Huo, I don't quite understand. Can you tell the difference between disappearance and illusion?" Gu Qingming was relatively relaxed because he was drunk, and he didn't dare to ask patients these questions directly.

According to the records in the books and the case summaries of predecessors, patients with post-traumatic stress reactions cannot distinguish between reality and the virtual world.

But Huo Qi gave people a different feeling.

He is sometimes sober and sometimes berserk.

Even retractable freely.

Not like a patient at all.

Huo Qidan raised his eyebrows, a heavy stone was pressed against his heart, alcohol had paralyzed his five senses.

His eyes were cloudy, illusory, and hazy.

Indistinctly, the man seemed to see a young girl in his sight.

She has a clear and shallow outline, standing under the moonlight, turning her head slowly, her almond eyes are moist, her cheeks are plump, and her skin is fair and translucent.

"Nian Nian... are you here?" Huo Qi's voice was as happy as a child's.

Even though Gu Qingming was drunk, the doctor's instinct was to protect the patient; when he watched Huo Qi slowly get out of bed and walk towards the window, he stood up and stumbled to block the window.

"Mr. Huo, you can't jump down. Suicide...you can't go to heaven." Gu Qingming's smell of alcohol irritated Huo Qi's nasal cavity.

The hoarse voice of the young man broke Huo Qi's illusion, and also made the girl who appeared in front of him disappear like smoke.

"Are you beautiful? You stand here."

"..." Gu Qingming's facial features were distorted, and he asked in puzzlement, "What... what does this mean?"

Huo Qi rolled his eyes, fully awake, fell into the sofa, and picked up his phone to look at it again.

He started looking at the chat history again.

(End of this chapter)