Chapter 63 Fighting

The attending physician was talking to Shen Zhi alone, and they came over just as they were finishing.

Feng Ran was quick-witted and closed the door while the others went in. He stopped the attending physician who was surrounded by interns not far away and asked about the situation.

He got the news at noon today that the previous diagnosis was a misdiagnosis. At that time, the doctor only did a gastroscopy and could not rule out the possibility of cancer. He wanted Shen Zhi to do other tests, but he refused.

This is the best result.

Shen Yuan cried with joy on the phone, his voice choked with sobs. Feng Ran swallowed back the words that scolded him for making a fuss.

If he was nearby, he would have been the first to get the examination form and dump it on Shen Yuan.

"I really don't know. I didn't mean to lie to you," Shen Yuan said plaintively, as if he could hear his inner thoughts. "A doctor told him that before. I was so scared I lost ten pounds! Besides, even though it's not cancer, it's still deadly. We can't take it lightly!"

The doctor explained that while it was definitely not cancer, Shen Zhi's condition had been delayed for too long and it had relapsed, making recovery difficult. Shen Yuan had the medical report, which emphasized his severe anemia and malnutrition. He also added that the patient's mentality was poor and pessimistic, and that he needed to change.

Feng Ran thanked the doctor and turned around. Shen Zhi had eagerly opened the door, leaning against it and looking out. "Why don't you come in?"

"I'm coming. Be careful," Feng Ran said, helping him to bed.

"I'm feeling much better now," Shen Zhi said with a carefree smile. "Your surgery is scheduled for tomorrow. Can you come then?"

"No, I have to go to work,"

Shen Zhi sighed dejectedly, looking at Chen Shuze again.

Chen Shuze was fiddling with Shen Zhi's drawing board and scribbling meaninglessly on the electronic screen. He looked up and found that the other three were looking at him. He laughed and said, "Why, are you all waiting for me to approve the leave? This makes it very difficult for me." Shen

Zhi said in a gentle voice, "Mr. Chen, please give me some convenience, just this time."

Feng Ran also said, "Yes, yes, Mr. Chen is magnanimous, please let me go."

Chen Shuze gave Feng Ran a warning look and said calmly, "Okay, I'll think about it. It's mainly because the company is short of manpower, otherwise I wouldn't be holding on to Feng Ran like this. Besides, he has asked for leave many times. If this goes on, his own performance will not be able to bear it."

Shen Zhi asked, "Have you asked for leave many times?"

"Not much," Feng Ran said, watching the fun, "It's just that Mr. Chen gave me too little leave." Shen Zhi's brows showed worry, and he changed his words and said, "Fortunately, I have asked for personal leave a few times before. My performance is not entirely judged by this."

Chen Shuze fell silent. Feng Ran turned around and started chatting with Shen Yuan about what the doctor said and how to recuperate in the future.

Shen Zhi wanted to be alone with Feng Ran, but Chen Shuze didn't leave, and Shen Yuan stood aside like a fool.

He waved his hand, and Feng Ran leaned over and tilted his ear. He whispered something, and Feng Ran laughed: "Who did you go with when I was not around?" Shen Zhi

didn't expect him to say it, and the other two looked at them in confusion.

His earlobe turned a little red, and he lowered his eyes, hooked Feng Ran's finger, and said helplessly: "Before... by myself. Otherwise, just bear it and wait until the drip is over."

Shen Yuan, no matter how dull he was, also saw something, and hurriedly said: "Mr. Chen, let's go first. Thank you very much for taking the time to come and see my brother today. I will treat you to dinner tonight."

Chen Shuze declined: "No, no, this is what I should do. It's too unfamiliar to talk about anything else. Ruoruo also misses her brother Shen very much and often asks me."

Shen Yuan said directly: "Do you have any dietary restrictions? I'll book a place now."

"Well, then I'll respectfully obey. As for dietary restrictions, that's fine with me," Chen Shuze thought for a moment. "But Feng Ran is quite picky. He doesn't like many dishes and only drinks when we go to restaurants. How about the three of us find a Chinese restaurant to eat?"

Shen Yuan hesitated. "I think... just the two of us should go. Feng Ran can stay and keep my brother company. The nurses will take over tonight."

Chen Shuze said in surprise, "Really? Feng Ran, you're not eating dinner?"

Feng Ran couldn't help but laugh. Pretending. You can't hold even the biggest bucket in the building.

"Mr. Chen, you forgot it was you who treated me to lunch today. I'm not hungry yet."

Chen Shuze, incredibly thick-skinned, said calmly, "I almost forgot. I ate quite a bit at lunch, too."

Feng Ran suppressed a smile and urged, "Alright, if you want to go, go now."

Shen Yuan didn't understand why, but seeing Feng Ran agree, Chen Shuze wasn't embarrassed and finally breathed a sigh of relief. "Okay, then, let's go. Brother, get some rest."

Feng Ran was about to sit down when Chen Shuze suddenly tugged at his arm, causing him to stand upright. A fierce, yet gentle whisper drifted past his ear: "Wait for me!" With that, he strode off.

A tiny, sly smile crossed Feng Ran's lips.

It was almost fleeting, but Shen Zhi caught it. He felt a mixture of confusion and displeasure. For a moment, a sharp intuition pierced his heart like a short thorn, causing him great discomfort.

But he didn't have the time or energy to dwell on the subtle, hidden connection between Feng Ran and Chen Shuze.

Because being alone with Feng Ran was so hard-earned.

As soon as the door closed, Chen Zhi asked, "Are you busy at work every day?"

"A little lately," Feng Ran replied.

With infinite tenderness, Chen Zhi said, "I've been thinking about you all day today. But I was afraid you were busy, so I didn't dare call. Then I thought you were free, so I texted back. I called, but you still didn't answer. Is your phone on mute?"

Feng Ran smiled and said, "Aren't you going to the bathroom? Come on, I'll help you."

He stayed for two hours. Most of the time, they chatted haphazardly. Chen Zhi was not in a good mood, and he got tired after talking too much, not to mention that nine out of ten sentences were confessions.

Feng Ran smiled and didn't respond. It was difficult for Chen Zhi to ask, "How much do you still feel about me?"

He could only guess and test. From Feng Ran's attitude, expression, and words.

He said he loved me, liked me, and missed me. Feng Ran joked, "How can you be so sick and still think about this?"

He asked again, "Do you hate me?" Feng Ran said that hatred, like love, is very energy-consuming.

In the end, he was somewhat exhausted and lost, but Feng Ran was flawless. He must have been trying not to let Shen Zhi notice anything.

The relationship suddenly became very stiff. A little more ambiguous than friends, a little more loving than enemies, but something less than lovers.

It was completely dark, Feng Ran stood up, and Shen Zhi knew that he was leaving.

Shen Zhi forced himself to ask, "Will you come over after work tomorrow?"

Feng Ran was ambiguous: "It depends."

He wanted to say something else, but Feng Ran's phone on the bedside table rang. As he did in the past, he stretched his neck to see who it was, but Feng Ran quickly reached out to turn off the sound and screen and put it back in his pocket.

Shen Zhi felt complicated for a moment. Yes, they broke up, and they were not a couple now. It was him who was abrupt.

"I should go." Feng Ran tucked in the quilt for him, turned up the air conditioner, straightened his slippers, and poured a cup of hot water, placing it just within his reach. Finally, he thoughtfully instructed, "The nurse will be here soon. Go to bed early. We need to draw blood tomorrow morning."

Shen Zhi watched him do all this, feeling both bitter and sweet. He was still the same him, clumsy, always leaving his things in a mess, and careless, but when it came to Shen Zhi's trivial matters, he did it better than anyone else.

He said, "Yeah. I miss you."

"You haven't left yet, and you miss me already?" Feng Ran waved to him, "Good night."

"Good night."

Feng Ran walked out of the hospital gate. Chen Shuze was leaning against the car door with a cigarette in his mouth. When he saw him, the corner of his mouth curled up.

He walked over and asked, "What's the matter? Are you bored and back to see me again?"

It was he who called just now. Feng Ran guessed about 70% of what it was about.

"Look at your mouth," Chen Shuze stuffed the cigarette between his lips, "Shut it up quickly." Then he said, "Get in the car, let's go to my place."

"I'm not going," Feng Ran stood still, "I'm going back to He Chuan's place."

"You are so shameless," Chen Shuze said slowly, "He likes you, and you hang around in front of him every day, but you don't give him a good time. What's your intention?

" "You think too much. We are just friends. Who is like you, associating everything with that aspect?"

"What aspect?" Chen Shuze pushed him into the passenger seat, got in the car himself, bent down to fasten Feng Ran's seat belt, "He is a gentleman, but he didn't expect to fall for a villain like you. Feng Ran, when did you and He Chuan meet? Tell the truth."

"If you dare to take me to your house, I will jump out of the car halfway," Feng Ran threatened, and recalled, "Last year, it rained one night in spring, He Chuan's motorcycle broke down on the side of the road, and I gave him a ride."

"Are you sure?"

What else? Feng Ran was puzzled. "Yes, I'm sure."

Chen Shuze gave an enigmatic smile. "But He Chuan's hometown, his grandfather's hometown, is actually yours. You're from the same hometown."

These days, many people's hometowns don't match their places of residence. It was truly a coincidence that they were in the same hometown. Feng Ran didn't understand what he was trying to say.

Chen Shuze continued slowly, "He went to the same elementary, middle, and high school as you, just three grades apart. You probably haven't met him."

Feng Ran said, "That's probably because there weren't many good middle schools back then. As for elementary schools, there are plenty now, but back then, there was only one decent public one in the city. How did you know all this, and why are you saying this?"

"I just think it's a coincidence that I met someone like him in Jiang City."

Feng Ran was silent for a moment. Why did Chen Shuze bring this up? It was indeed a coincidence. Given the distance, there weren't many people his age from his hometown working in Jiang City.

If Feng Ran hadn't mentioned it specifically, Feng Ran wouldn't have known they were so connected.

"What do you want to say?" he asked.

"Nothing." Chen Shuze was reluctant to say.

After that, the two of them didn't speak again.

There was only a very slow English song in the car. Feng Ran squinted his eyes and felt drowsy. He wanted to calm down, but then he thought of He Chuan and turned back to Chen Shuze's words.

He Chuan really had a lot of things hidden from him.

He thought about it. His father died tragically after owing debts. It almost made a sensation in the local area. Calculating the time, He Chuan was in junior high school at the time, so it was unlikely that he didn't know.

He suddenly had a guess. Could it be that He Chuan knew him a long time ago?