Chapter 13 Chapter 13 How do you want to thank me?

The ICU ward where Gu Chen is located is located next to the outpatient building, occupying a separate building.

When Lu Xun went over, he happened to meet several doctors and nurses inside. The door was not closed tightly, and a voice came from the crack of the door: "You scared me, I thought he was dying." "

How could he suddenly have no signs of life? There was no source of stimulation."

"The physiological state of a vegetative patient is unstable, and the condition can worsen at any time... Didn't your instructor mention this in class?"

Lu Xun looked at the doctors and nurses who surrounded the bed tightly, and whispered: "Will you do it again next time?"

A blue hair poked out from the back of his collar, followed by his forehead and a pair of uneasy eyes. Gu Chen didn't expect that the ward where he was receiving treatment was so close to Lu Xun's home, and he didn't expect that he almost killed himself tonight.

"...Thank you for saving me." Gu Chen spoke in a low voice. Feeling guilty, his breathing was not steady, and it seemed to brush against the back of Lu Xun's neck.

Lu Xun felt a little itchy for some reason.

"Xiao Xun?" A middle-aged man wearing a white coat and looking gentle and refined walked out of Gu Chen's ward. Almost at the same time he came out, Gu Chen quickly shrank back.

"Uncle Han... Dean Han." Lu Xun turned sideways to face the man and turned his back to a deserted place.

Han Xiu was stunned. He seemed to see something behind Lu Xun just now... maybe he was dazzled.

"Why are you here?" Han Xiu looked at the young man in front of him with a smile.

Lu Xun glanced around the ward, and the doctors and nurses who were originally surrounding Gu Chen's bed came out one after another. Lu Xun saw the young man lying in the ward and his eyes hesitated.

"What's wrong?"

"Nothing." Lu Xun retracted his gaze and looked at the medical team behind Han Xiu. This private hospital is the best private hospital in Haicheng. Its expert team is top-notch, and Han Xiu himself enjoys a high reputation both at home and abroad. It’s hard to imagine that he would personally bring so many people to check Gu Chen’s room.

"I'm here to see my classmate." Lu Xun said, "Is his condition serious?"

Han Xiu seemed a little surprised, but quickly regained his composure: "His vital signs have fluctuated just now. He needs to be observed for another two days. If there is no problem by then, he can be transferred to the general ward." Lu Xun

nodded. Han Xiu wanted to say something, but a doctor behind him whispered, "Dean, it's almost time."

Han Xiu nodded and said to Lu Xun, "I still have an operation to perform. Let's talk when we have time."

Lu Xun said okay. The doctors and nurses around were a little surprised. What was the origin of this child? It was surprising that their dean took the initiative to chat for such a long time.

After everyone had left, Lu Xun returned to the ward. He usually doesn't pay attention to his surroundings at school. Although he called a taxi to take Gu Chen to the hospital that day, Gu Chen had just fallen down the stairs and his face was covered with dust and blood. He actually didn't see clearly what Gu Chen looked like.

The glass of the ICU was very clean. A black-haired boy was lying quietly on the bed. Apart from the various tubes inserted into his body, he seemed no different from being asleep. He has soft bangs on his forehead, long and thick eyelashes, a delicate nose, and slightly thin lips. His skin is very white, and under the light it looks as transparent as an exquisite doll carved from fine porcelain.

Lu Xun looked for a long time, with a slight smile on his lips: "Maybe we were in the same picture album in our previous life."

Gu Chen was stunned for a moment. Lanmao, who was standing outside, shook his head embarrassedly and whispered: "Thank you."

It is a wonderful thing to see yourself from a God's perspective. Gu Chen looked for a while and saw that there was no one around. Just when he was about to stick his whole head out, a hand suddenly reached out to him.

Lu Xun took Gu Chen out of his clothes, pinched his waist with one hand, supported his feet with the other hand, and held him in his arms, letting him face the ward: "This is more comfortable."

Although he knew that he was a doll now, the feeling was real. It was the first time that Gu Chen was held like this, and he was a little uncomfortable. Moreover, there was gauze wrapped around Lu Xun's arm: "Just put me on the windowsill."

Lu Xun lowered his eyes and looked at the narrow strip in front of him: "This is called a window gap."

Gu Chen argued: "It's not to the extent of a gap."

Lu Xun seemed not to hear. There was a monitor in the ward that monitored Gu Chen's vital signs. He looked at the few weak lines on it: "Why do you want to go back at the risk of your life?"

Gu Chen was silent: "You don't need a reason to want to become a human again."

Lu Xun: "Are you happy to be a human?"

Gu Chen: "?"

Lu Xun didn't speak again. The two of them looked at each other quietly through the glass for a long time. After looking at it for a long time, I felt like the boy really had no vital signs.

Lu Xun: "Going back?"

Gu Chen looked at himself lying on the hospital bed and nodded slightly.

It was almost twelve o'clock when I got home. The living room was pitch dark, with only a small sensor light on the floor.

Gu Chen was hanging on Lu Xun's neck. When he saw him walk in and go straight to the room, he was about to remind Lu Xun to put him down when he heard a chilly voice beside him: "I thought there would be another specimen in my petri dish."

Gu Chen was startled. He looked down and saw the creature standing at Lu Xun's feet. The induction light on the ground made his already pale face even more bleak, making him look like a dark scientist in a horror movie.

Gu Chen's hands lost strength and he almost rolled to the ground along Lu Xun's spine. Lu Xun reached back and grabbed him, placed him in front of him, and held him in the same position as he had in the hospital.

The creature glanced at Lu Xun.

Gu Chen felt a little awkward and embarrassed to make any noise, so he pretended to be

calm and said, "Sorry, I made you worry." On the way back just now, he specifically asked Lu Xun, and Lu Xun told him that the biologist found his room at night and told him that he might have seen the experimental images and borrowed the skateboard, so he came out to find him.

Bio, with dark circles under his eyes and trying not to feel sleepy, continued to chat: "Who's worried about you? Where's my skateboard?"

Lu Xun: "I went to the hospital and forgot it there."

Bio looked at Lu Xun's arm wrapped in gauze and frowned slightly.

Lu Xun: "I'll give you an extra 3,000 in experimental funding next month."

Biology put his hands into his white coat: "6,000."

Lu Xun: "Deal."

"?" Gu Chen had a little heart attack, "Why don't we go back to the hospital..."

"There will be bacteria if we bring it back." Biology yawned and turned back to his room, "That's it."

Lu Xun stepped on the sensor lights in the aisle and carried Gu Chen all the way to the fork between the baby dormitory area and his own room area.

Gu Chen looked to the left in the corridor: "Thank you, good morning..."

Lu Xun hugged Gu Chen and walked to the right.

Gu Chen was stunned for a moment, thinking that he was dizzy because it was too late: "My room is on the left..."

Before he finished speaking, he heard a click.

Lu Xun opened the door and walked into his room holding Gu Chen. His bedroom is not that big compared to the area of ​​the house, about 60 square meters, and the room is simply furnished with a large bed, a wardrobe, and a long gaming table with two 27-inch monitors on the table connected to a shared host case. The keyboard on the table emits a dim blue light, giving off a sense of coldness and loneliness in the gray room.

The living room and kitchen outside are both decorated in a softer light beige color. The sudden change in style made Gu Chen a little uncomfortable.

He didn't expect Lu Xun to suddenly bring him to the room.

There is a bookshelf next to the bed, but there is no book on it, only a few records and CDs. There were several drawers under the shelf. Lu Xun put Gu Chen on the table and turned to look for something in the drawers.

Gu Chen quickly looked around the room and then looked away. He noticed a pamphlet not far from his hand, with a few tulips printed on it, but the color was a very uncommon purple-black.

"Black Turmeric Cultivation Manual" Yang Zixuan

Gu Chen remembered that he seemed to have heard that Yang Zixuan's family opened a flower shop in the flower and bird market.

Thinking of the deal Lu Xun mentioned during the day, and remembering that he went to the rooftop as soon as he came back from school, Gu Chen asked, "Are there any black turmeric plants there?"

Lu Xun looked up from the drawer, glanced at the booklet next to Gu Chen, and then retracted his gaze: "Yes, my mother grows them."

Gu Chen thought of the popular science book on plants he had read before: "Black turmeric is difficult to grow, your aunt is really amazing."

Lu Xun: "The flowers are not in good condition due to the recent change of seasons."

Gu Chen blinked: "Are the methods in the booklet not working?"

Lu Xun pulled out a few thick books from the bottom of the drawer: "I don't know, let's try."

Gu Chen vaguely felt that the outline of the things in Lu Xun's hand was a little familiar, but the distance was a little far, and he couldn't see clearly: "Why don't you call your aunt and ask?"

Lu Xun closed the drawer: "She passed away." "

..."

The room suddenly became eerily quiet. Gu Chen opened his eyes wide for a long time, then whispered, "I'm sorry, I didn't know..."

He had heard that Lu Xun's father opened a company in Hong Kong, and thought his mother was there too, but he never expected this to be the case.

"It's okay." Lu Xun's voice sounded calm.

Gu Chen didn't know what to say for a moment. Lu Xun walked back to the table, moved the keyboard to a place where no one was around, and then put the books in his hand on the table.

The white cover has several wrinkles on it caused by backlogging. Perhaps it has been kept in the drawer for too long, and the edges and corners are a little yellowed. There are four books in total. The upper left corner of the cover is printed with the red logo of Danyuan No. 1 Middle School, and in the middle are two big words clearly printed: Chinese; and below are the serial numbers one, two, three, and four.

Gu Chen was stunned and looked up at Lu Xun.

Lu Xun turned on the desk lamp, then seemed to think that the surroundings were too bright, so he stood up and turned off the incandescent lights in the room.

Gu Chen watched him sit on the gaming chair in front of the table, turned the pen in his hand, and opened the first page of the homework book: "Let me make it clear first, I don't know how long I can last."

The surprise came too suddenly, and Gu Chen's heart was beating wildly with excitement. Anyway, it’s good that Lu Xun is willing to start.

"You..." Gu Chen paused, "Be careful with your arm when you write."

"My left hand, it's okay." Lu Xun looked at his face that was obviously excited but pretending to be calm, and raised the corners of his lips slightly: "Can you teach me if there is anything

you don't understand?" Gu Chen nodded rapidly: "Just ask."

Only a small part of the exercise book published by No. 1 Middle School are basic questions, and most of the others are more difficult than the supplementary teaching books on the market. Fortunately, except for the fourth book of this semester, Gu Chen had already done the previous three semesters and still remembered a lot of the content.

Chapter 1: Appreciation of Classical Chinese Literature

1. "Yueyang Tower Inscription":

"On the shore of Dongting Lake, on top of Yueyang Tower, Fan Zhongyan, the owner of Yueyang Tower, was deeply aware that in order to make the country prosperous, it must rely on the power of the people." Question:

Please translate "on the shore of Dongting Lake" in classical Chinese.

Lu Xun stared at the horizontal line and looked at Gu Chen.

Gu Chen: "The edge of Dongting Lake."

Lu Xun nodded, wrote down the answer, and continued to the next question.

2. Which of the following poems is not from "Climbing the Stork Tower" by Wang Zhihuan of the Tang Dynasty? (Multiple choices are allowed)

A. The ancients have already boarded the Yellow Crane Tower, and only the Yellow Crane Tower remains here.

B. The sun sets over the mountains and the Yellow River flows into the sea.

C.The water of Taohuatan is a thousand feet deep, yet it is not as deep as the love that Wang Lun gave me.

D. The clear river reveals the trees of Hanyang, and the fragrant grass covers the Parrot Island.

Lu Xun looked up at Gu Chen.

Gu Chen: “A, C, D.”

Lu Xun wrote A, C, D on the notebook and continued to the next question.

The following verses are from Li Bai's "Farewell to Meng Haoran at the Yellow Crane Tower"...

After reading the whole question, Lu Xun looked up without changing his expression, and then looked at Gu Chen.

Gu Chen felt a little dizzy: "...How about you take a look at what you know first?"

Lu Xun roughly flipped through it and returned to the first page.

"Is it fun to set so many questions that are beyond the syllabus?"

"...These are all related to junior high school knowledge in the first year of high school."

"..."

Gu Chen secretly glanced at Lu Xun, who had an expressionless face, and whispered, "Why don't you take a look at the textbook first?"

Lu Xun: "No."

Gu Chen was afraid that he didn't want to write anymore, so he hurriedly said, "Then I'll continue to explain it to you."

"No need." Lu Xun took out his mobile phone. Gu Chen watched him call up the deepseek page, took a photo of the homework book, and entered two lines of his own needs. In just a dozen seconds, the screen returned an answer of several thousand words.

Lu Xun kept writing until two in the morning and couldn't help yawning.

Gu Chen: "Why don't you rest early today?"

Lu Xun's voice was a little hoarse: "Don't you want me to finish writing quickly?"

"There's still time later." To be honest, he was surprised that Lu Xun could write for two hours in a row.

Gu Chen looked at the exercise book on the table. On the white paper, the vigorous and flamboyant handwriting was neatly arranged on the answer line. It looked like an entry for a calligraphy competition, and it might very well win first prize.

He didn't expect Lu Xun's handwriting to be so beautiful, which was totally inconsistent with his academic performance.

It’s been a long time since I last wrote so many words, and Lu Xun is indeed a little uncomfortable. He leaned lazily on the back of the chair, twirling a pen in his right hand.

The little kid on the table was staring at his notebook motionlessly.

Lu Xun felt inexplicably itchy.

"If I send you back, how are you going to thank me?"

Gu Chen looked up and saw Lu Xun smiling at him.

He was stunned for a moment and began to ponder. Lu Xun is not short of money, and he probably doesn't need any help with his studies. It's not realistic for me to be his younger brother...

"I can..." Gu Chen paused and said tentatively: "I can help you keep an eye out for any good-looking boys."

Lu Xun's hand, which was spinning a pen, paused. The lampshade of the desk lamp filtered a lot of the sharp light, and the soft warm yellow light enveloped Gu Chen's blue hair like a layer of mist.

The cotton doll his mother made is very lifelike, especially the eyes. At that time, the most advanced materials were used, combining the properties of cloth and resin. It looks layered and realistic when it moves.

Lu Xun looked at Gu Chen's eyes filled with pure seriousness and suddenly thought of the body in the ICU ward.

I wonder what those eyes would look like if they were opened.

Seeing that Lu Xun didn't say anything, Gu Chen thought that his suggestion was a bit too aggressive. Just as he was feeling nervous, he saw Lu Xun move the pen to his left hand and stand up from the chair.

My head was rubbed twice unexpectedly, it was very light, and the soft touch felt very real.

Gu Chen opened his eyes wide, looking a little confused.

Lu Xun: "Then I'll look forward to it."