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Li Xunran is the kind of physique that walks around the hospital from small to large. He seldom has headaches, fever, even colds and coughs. Since he became a policeman, he has been in and out of the hospital many times, but mostly because of trauma, and he is rarely sent to the hospital because of physical discomfort.

It is such a seemingly iron-blooded civil servant who began to spit flowers before the police dinner began today.

Li Xunran sat at the table, watching the delicious barbecue. Immediately, the horse began to speak, and suddenly there was an undue nausea. I quickly turned the cup over and drank a few mouthfuls of water, but the nausea was getting worse instead of suppressing it.

Li Xun, who was busy for a while, found that he really couldn't eat any more, so he could only sit back and watch a group of small policemen rob him.

Officer Xiao Li tried to hold her breath, and she was inexplicably depressed.

The captain leaned over to Li Xunran and patted him on the back and laughed at his decline in combat effectiveness. Unexpectedly, Li Xunran couldn't help it, coughed forcibly and spit out a small flower from his mouth.

White, six petals, two nameless captains, a small flower.

Captain Zhou was startled by him. He looked at Kobanawa Li Xunran. He didn't know what the disease was, so he frowned and advised Li Xunran to go to the hospital.

After Li Xun vomited, he suddenly felt much better. One second, he refused to leave seriously, and the next, he sat back at the table and began to devour.

Captain Zhou couldn't beat a foodie and had to follow him. The little white flower was crushed by people coming in and out. To tell the truth, Li Xunran was a little concerned at first, but later, as he ate more and more, he completely forgot.

After this meal, it's almost 10. Li smoked and drank some wine, and was arranged by the captain to take a taxi home.

Officer Xiao Li dozed off in the back seat. In his sleep, he was interrupted by the familiar feeling of nausea. Li Xunran quickly asked the driver for a bag, and he coughed violently without saying a word.

Li Xunran quickly covered his mouth with his specialty, thinking that if he vomited, he would swallow it back so as not to cause trouble to the people. As a result, the more he coughed, the worse he felt. He didn't feel the liquid turn up, but white fragments began to leak through his fingers.

Li Xun suddenly took away his hand and the wine woke up instantly.

He has white petals in one hand.

02

After that, Li Xunran began to spit flowers more and more frequently, from once every two hours to once every two minutes, and the number of times of spitting flowers began to increase, from a small flower to a large one.

Officer Li looked at the petals scattered on the collar, on the floor, on the dining table and all over the house, and deeply realized that he should be ill.

He doesn't want to scatter petals to work, so he sits in the office wearing a mask on a hot day and doesn't take it off.

The captain looked at him with a haggard face, thinking that nothing had happened these days, so he asked Li Xunran to go home and rest for a few days.

Li Xun is lazy when he is bored at home. He procrastinated and didn't want to go to the hospital. He just ignored his new skills. You spit on you, I told me, no one delayed anyone.

Officer Xiao Li vomited a flower while watching TV, vomited a flower with his mobile phone, vomited a flower when eating takeout, vomited a flower when taking a shower, and tried to cultivate sentiment and read a book full of broken petals. After a long time, I still find it interesting.

After throwing up for a day and playing for a day, Li Xunran had an idea that it might not be a disease, but a new skill given by God, but his flowers gave him a knowing blow.

The original small white petals began to glow with deep powder, and one of them was stained with a little red.

Bright and dazzling, like blood.

Officer Xiao Li looked at the pink flower lying on the edge of his pillow. He wanted to pick it up and have a closer look, but he found that he was sore all over. It's like just running five kilometers.

Li Xunran felt as if he was seriously ill.

03

Li Xun, wearing a mask, sat in the waiting area of the hospital clinic filled with the smell of disinfectant. Officer Xiao Li frowned and looked at the introductions of various departments, and his heart twisted into a ball.

This long list of personal data doesn't say that you want to give up this topic.

Li Xunran coughed twice just now, and several flowers squeezed into the mask. Officer Xiao Li secretly stuffed the vomited pink flowers into his pocket. Just as it jammed, a familiar voice broke into his ear.

"Officer Li is not feeling well?"

Lingyuan, wearing a white coat, stood in front of Li Xunran and looked at him with the doctor's eyes.

Ling Yuan, Dean of the First Hospital. Mature and handsome. The first knife of courage, the real elite background.

When Li Xunran was injured and hospitalized last year, he had several encounters with Lingyuan.

At that time, Li Xunran had just finished surgery and was lying in bed. As soon as he opened his eyes, he saw Dean Ling adjusting his analgesia pump.

Officer Xiao Li was dizzy, but he seriously conveyed the message that "this man is very handsome".

The operation made Li Xun avoid this and that. Officer Xiao Li thought that since he was not allowed to eat that, he would have to settle for the second best and visit those delicious dishes in the canteen every day.

Just after Li Xun watched the braised fish through the window for two days, at noon on the third day, he received the food personally sent by the dean.

Dean Ling meticulously wore a white coat, put the thermos bucket on the table next to him, and said to Li Xunran:

I brought you food directly from the canteen. Don't run around until your knife is ready

Officer Xiao Li blushed and nodded desperately in a pillow quilt that smelled of disinfectant.

Later, Li Xunran enjoyed Lingyuan's food delivery service almost every day. Occasionally Lingyuan is too busy to leave, and he will definitely ask doctors and nurses to send it to him.

Later, Li Xun was discharged from the hospital and the two never met again. Meeting is also a greeting. After all, both of them are very busy. Just like the morning before yesterday, a small policeman was injured while performing a task. Li Xunran accompanied him to the hospital and met Lingyuan who was having a meeting with a group of doctors. He just waved at a distance and didn't even say a word.

Li Xun ran for a while, but he didn't notice:

The day before yesterday, it was the day when he began to vomit flowers.

04

Li Xunran pulled a mask to cover his blushing face and laughed at Lingyuan: "No, no, I just came to see."

As soon as Officer Xiao Li stood up, the flowers that were not stuffed in his coat pocket suddenly fell to the ground.

There are still a few pieces stuck to Lingyuan's trouser legs.

Dean Ling raised his eyebrows: "Officer Li, did you bring flowers?"

Li Xun looked at Lingyuan, thought to himself, sighed and reached for the mask.

There are several crushed pink flowers lying in the mask.

Li Xunran showed Lingyuan the mask, with a deep tone of great attachment to life:

"Dean Ling, do you think I can be saved?"

05

Lingyuan sat at a desk, watching the lively little police officer turn into a frosted eggplant, and some felt sorry.

"In fact, vomiting is not an incurable disease ..."

"Come on, dean ling, you don't have to comfort me anymore. I know my time is running out. " Li Xun interrupted Lingyuan, and his tone seemed to be ten years older in an instant.

Lingyuan is helpless, too busy these two days, and his face is not good-looking. Dean Ling sighed, got up and walked beside Li Xunran and patted him on the shoulder.

"I'm serious. As long as I find someone I like, there is still hope."

Li Xun looked up at Lingyuan with tears in his big eyes.

"But I don't even know who that person is."

06

Later, Lingyuan promised to help him contact foreign experts on mottle disease and ask if there are any other treatments. Anyway, he will find a way to save him. Li Xunran doesn't care much, but he is very open to death. In order to satisfy Li Xunran's wish, Dean Ling arranged for Li Xunran to be hospitalized and promised to let him eat in the hospital cafeteria every day.

Li Xun ran around in the ward bed set up for him, spitting lace and playing games.

He is going to die soon, and he must break the record.

Lingyuan's food delivery is still on time. Officer Xiao Li was not injured this time, but at least his legs and feet were fine. At first, he planned to go to the canteen to eat by himself, but Lingyuan solemnly refused him, on the grounds that vomiting was rare, and it was likely to be contagious, so it was necessary to go in and out of crowded places less.

Li Xunran, a kind and fair public servant, always thinks of the people, so he agreed without thinking.

Last time he was forbidden to eat, Lingyuan brought him mostly vegetarian dishes and occasionally a little meat. Although it is delicious, I still owe something. This time, things are different. I didn't avoid eating vomit. Lingyuan cooks meat dishes for him every day in his thermos bucket, which is even worse.

While eating, Li Xun lamented that the food in the hospital was really high-profile.

Moreover, in the past few days in the hospital, he also found that as long as he saw Lingyuan, his symptoms of spitting flowers would be relieved a lot. He didn't stop before eating at home. When he saw Lingyuan, he didn't spit for half an hour.

So Li Xunran decided that the First Hospital was a treasure.

Maybe he can really get better.

07

In the second week of hospitalization, Lingyuan was not in Li Xunran's ward for the first time. Li Xunran learned from the little nurse who likes to chat with him at the nearby nurse station that their dean called in sick today.

Li Xunran originally wanted to see Lingyuan, only to find that he didn't know where Lingyuan lived.

He doesn't even know Lingyuan's phone number.

Li Xun ran to hepatobiliary surgery wearing a mask and found Lingyuan from a pile of doctor's business cards.

Holding the phone number, Li Xunran didn't dare to call. He thought about it and only sent a short message.

Moreover, in order to show that he just said hello, he had no other thoughts and would never miss brunch, lunch and dinner. Li Xunran wrote an ordinary short message in a very formal way.

Start with "Dear Dean Ling" and start with "Are you not feeling well?"

It was a long time before Li Xunran received the text message. Lingyuan said he was really busy today and couldn't go to the hospital. I can't bring him food. I'll order takeout for Li Xunran later.

Li Xunran wanted to think, but he still felt embarrassed. He quickly sent a text message saying: No, thank you, Dean Ling. Followed by some smiling faces.

Actually, it's ok to go to the canteen by yourself. Buying it and eating it back should not affect the safety of people's lives and property.

Li Xunran set off with a mask, picked out some delicious dishes in the canteen and filled his bucket.

Li Xun, who returned to the ward, set up a small table, sat down and pulled out the video from his mobile phone. Everything was ready, and he began to move chopsticks.

But when Li Xun put a piece of braised pork in his mouth to chew, he completely lost his relaxed and happy mood.

Meat and firewood smell strong. Nothing like what he ate the other day.

He quickly ate several other samples, which may taste the same.

Officer Xiao Li stared at the food in front of him, but one of them couldn't help it and spit out a big red flower.

08

Li Xun ran out of the hospital. Before Lingyuan came back the next day, he hurried out of the hospital.

When Lingyuan wore a mask to see him the next day, the passing nurse told him that Li Xunran had left yesterday afternoon.

Later, after a long time, Lingyuan was in his office, and Wei Sanniu handed in materials to find him. I didn't expect to be startled when I pushed the door.

Their dean, gaunt, sat there, sorting out a bunch of pink flowers on the originally clean desktop.

Li Xunran's illness is getting worse and worse. He stayed at home and did nothing but sit on the sofa wrapped in a blanket, coughing and spitting flowers from time to time.

Yao Jian once went to the hospital to look for him, but found that he was fruitless in the hospital, so he went straight home to find someone. When she opened the door, she couldn't speak when she saw Li Xun like this.

"You ... didn't you say you were much better in the hospital? How is it serious again? " Yao Jian patted off the safflower stuck on Li Xunran's blanket and said with a frown.

Li Xun ran pale. He felt that there was nothing good about himself, not only his body, but also his brain.

Lingyuan, canteen, it's killing me.

Li Xunran shook Yao Jian's hand, closed his eyes and opened them again. His throat seems to be blocked and he can't speak, as if he really said goodbye. At that time, he didn't feel it when he knew he was going to die at first, but now he really feels it. It's really hard.

Yao Jian held back her tears and tried to coax him with something interesting, but she didn't know what to say.

"You tell me about you, you are sick, you forget it. Dean Ling is a doctor and is so ill. "

Li Xun suddenly raised his hanging head, pulled Yao Jian and shouted, "Who do you think is sick?"

09

Li Xunran is really ill. He can't run, and he has no strength. Yao Jian pulled him all the way and used up his last savings to buy his bamboo horse.

All the way to the hospital Lingyuan's office, Yao Jian took off the mask of Li Xunran, with a few crimson flowers in it. Yao Jian smoothed Li Xun's hair and adjusted his collar, trying to make him look less haggard.

Later, she found that whatever she did now was in vain. Li Xun's vitality lies in that door.

She patted Li Xunran's shoulder solemnly and forced out a bright smile: "Officer Li, just this once, you must succeed."

Li Xunran pushed open the office door. He saw Lingyuan sleeping in a pile of red flowers.

Li Xun got a fright. He thought that Lingyuan had to be sick at least to be brave again.

People who spit flowers and secretly love others will spit out the petals in their mouths because of stagnation when they speak.

In other words, Lingyuan has a secret crush.

Is it me?

Li Xun was about to blurt out.

Is it me?

I am you.

My illness is because of you.

But if it wasn't for me,

What should I do?

In a rage, Li spat out a flower, which was already blood red.

He really doesn't have much time.

"Dean Ling."

Dean ling,

I like you.

10

"Smoked, eaten."

Lingyuan in front of the table, watching sitting on the balcony staring blankly, smoking a cigarette, Li sighed helplessly.

"What are you thinking?" Lingyuan walked beside Li Xunran and rubbed his curly hair.

Li Xunran pointed to the blooming flowers on the tree downstairs. "I was thinking about what flowers we vomited."

Lingyuan smiled, broke her face, bent down and kissed Li Xun on the mouth.

Sunshine, afternoon, lover, family.

Beautiful as ever.

"Xunran, did you steal sugar again just now?"

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