The Endless Shuttle

"Thanks."

Instead of taking the elevator, Luo Pei just walked up layer by layer.

The first four floors are very noisy, the patients and their families. Doctors, nurses on duty. The noise made up an annoying scene.

After reaching the fifth floor, everything disappeared.

The corridor on the fifth floor was very quiet, and there were not even many nurses. If it wasn't for the slight noise from downstairs, it would be like suddenly coming to another world, and the gap would make people feel uncomfortable.

This is mostly the wards of long-term patients, and the noise is not conducive to the recovery of the disease-although they live here, there are very few cases of recovery.

After walking two steps, I came to the door of Ward No. 3, with Wu Tiao Wuhui's name on the door plate. Due to the long time, the corners of the house name are a little mottled and blurred.

Knock on the door, and a very weak female voice came from inside after a while.

"...please come in"

"excuse me."

Pushing open the door, a smell of medicine and disinfectant immediately occupied Luo Pei's sense of smell, heavier than that in the corridor.

This is also something that can't be helped. Under the premise of organ failure, the environment must be properly clean. With the witch stick mist to paint the fragile body, a small cold may kill her.

At the same time, Luo Pei also saw Wu Tiao Wu Hua in the room.

White clothes, thin body makes people feel distressed. The long hair is probably the reason why it hasn't been cut for a long time. It hangs down from her back. If Wu Tiao Wuhui stood up, it would probably reach her legs, right? Such long hair.

The backs of the hands lying flat on the legs were covered with some needle holes, some of which could still see red blood stains, presumably Wu Tiao Wu Hui used needles before Luo Pei came.

Her eyes were looking at Luo Pei, with doubts and a hint of fear of seeing a stranger.

"May I ask who is calling?"

PS:

Wu Tiao Wuhui's eyes were blinded after gaining the ability. Although his body is weak at this time, there is nothing wrong with his eyes.

Chapter Four The Poor Man

Luo Pei did not answer Wu Tiao Wu Hui immediately.

He closed the door of the ward casually, walked in, carefully placed the bouquet on the table next to him, and then pulled a chair and sat beside Wu Tiao Wuhui.

An appropriate distance that is not close enough to make the other person feel uncomfortable.

"I hope my intrusion didn't make you uncomfortable, Miss Wutiao."

A gentle smile appeared on Rope's face.

"I'm Rope, a person who once had the same experience as you now."

"Rope...?"

Obviously not a Japanese name, the long-haired sickly beauty repeated in a low voice involuntarily.

Having not been in contact with others for a long time, Wu Tiao Wuhui was a little overwhelmed by such a self-introduction, and the air became silent.

But she didn't want to neglect the other party. She was a little happy when someone came to visit after a long absence.

Especially when the other party is still such a handsome person——

"Hi, hello." She was a little nervous.

"Is there anything you can ask me for? If you want to know about my condition, you can ask a doctor for more details. Others... I am useless."

She is very aware of her body, and I am afraid that there is no other way to leave this room except death.

He has no family, no property, and even his once-satisfactory appearance has become difficult to look at directly under the torment of the disease.

As some nurses whispered in private - Wu Tiao Wu Hua is a useless person.

Being able to sit here is because of that serious-faced friend who suspected to be his father to pay the medical expenses, otherwise he would have died alone in the winter of last year.

Luo Pei shook his head pityingly. The woman in front of her has already begun to belittle her own existence. There is nothing more tragic than this kind of thinking in life.

"It's not because of your illness, Miss Wu Tiao."

He looked past the person on the hospital bed and looked out the window.

It's not such a magnificent scenery, it's probably the scenery that people can usually see from a high place.

"Isn't it a great view from a high place?"

"Hmm..." Wu Tiao Wuhui lowered her head and answered passively.

Although she said so, she was already tired of seeing this kind of scenery. Just like the narrow window of a prison, the scenery outside has been deeply imprinted in Wu Tiao Wuhui's mind. Accompanying this scenery is that kind of powerless despair.

"No matter how beautiful the scenery is, watching it for too long becomes the most disgusting thing. I used to be like Miss Wu Tiao, who could only use windows to understand the outside world. That life was hell—until I met one" friends" to be freed. Luo Pei said slowly: "So when I heard about Miss Wu Tiao, I also felt that you need such a person who can talk with you, and then I came. "

——If I feel the need, I will come.

It's that simple reason.

Wu Tiao Wuhui raised her head and looked at Luo Pei in surprise.

Then, her tear glands that should have been dry felt moist.

"……Thanks."

The death of her family, the indifference of her relatives, and the pain of losing everything all made this young girl's heart full of holes. Now hearing these words from a stranger, she felt like crying.

Without indulging in it for too long, Wu Tiao Wuhui suddenly woke up that the other party was still in front of her. Her good upbringing made her feel that this was too impolite, then she struggled and stretched out her pale hand to the water bottle on the bedside. It looks like he wants to pour a glass of water.

"Rope... Sir, are you thirsty all the way here? There is nothing else here, I will pour you a glass of water..."

But her long-suffering body didn't do what she wanted. Amid the sudden pain in her internal organs, Wu Tiao Wuhui's hand trembled, and she knocked down the glass next to her.

Fortunately, Luo Pei had quick eyesight and quick hands, and caught the cup before it fell to the ground.

The posture that Wu Tiao Wuhui maintained did not move, her eyes were lowered.

Rope sighed and put the cup away. He came over again, held her shoulders, and gently placed Wutiao Wuhui on the cushion of the hospital bed.

The girl didn't resist his act of being too intimate to a stranger, and obeyed Luo Pei's strength.

After a while, Wu Tiao Wuhui spoke, her voice a little hoarse.

"I'm sorry, I'm too useless..."