Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation
The bus quickly entered the terminal, and all the passengers on the bus got off. The super fashionable beauty also got off at some unknown stop on the road. Only Chen Weizheng was left in the car with his head lowered.
"Get off, everyone." The driver shouted.
Ignore!
"Hey, man, get off. Do you want to take the first bus? Pay again." The driver said as he walked towards Chen Weizheng.
Seeing that Chen Weizheng didn't reply, he guessed that Chen Weizheng had fallen asleep. He pushed Chen Weizheng lightly, and Chen Weizheng lost his balance and fell backward. His hand that was covering his nose drooped down. The blood had stopped flowing, and his mouth and chin were covered in bright red blood.
The driver was stunned for a moment. He jumped out of the car and shouted loudly, "Help! Something's wrong …"
His voice echoed in the bus parking lot. The first to receive the message was the security guard. He got on the bus and took a look. He also shouted, "Someone from the infirmary, come quickly."
The drivers who were about to take a break also ran over one after another. An experienced driver took a look and also shouted, "Report a case, quickly call 110."
The last to arrive was the company's supervisor on duty. He took a look and shouted, "Whose bus is it? What happened? Who is responsible? "
The staff on duty in the infirmary was a middle-aged super fat woman. She was carrying a large first-aid kit and was panting heavily. Her steps were not small, but they were not slow. When she reached the bus, she was completely exhausted. She rested for a while before she had the strength to climb onto the bus.
Accompanying her was the security guard on duty.
The medical staff was fat, but they were experienced. First, they opened Chen Weizheng's eyelids. Second, they checked Chen Weizheng's wrist. After a while, they exhaled. "He's not dead. He's breathing. His pulse is stronger than mine! "
The people around him heaved a sigh of relief. The driver of the car sat down on the ground. Someone next to him handed him a cigarette. His hand was trembling and his lips were black.
The security guard was experienced. He saw that there was a packet of information beside Chen Weizheng. He opened it and saw that it was the application information. On it was Chen Weizheng's name and phone number. He quickly took out his home phone and dialed it. The phone was very powerful, and it was immediately connected. Chen Weizheng heard the familiar ringtone of Nokia from his trouser pocket.
The security guard carefully took out the phone from Chen Weizheng's trouser pocket and hung up the call. He then pressed the dial button and a row of dialed numbers appeared on the screen. He scrolled down and found that the most dialed number was Ou Jie.
The call was quickly connected and a young voice came through. The security guard told Ou Jie about the situation. Ou Jie asked for the address and said, "I'll be right there." Then, he hung up the phone.
Ou Jie was from Nancheng and had lived in the same dormitory as Chen Weizheng for three years. He was his brother who slept on the upper bunk. His family owned a big supermarket in Nancheng and the business was good. Although he was not at the standard of a rich second generation, his family still gave him a car. The car was not very good. It was a local Ford Explorer with diesel and seven seats. The reason for choosing this car was very simple. First, it had to be able to seat seven people. Second, it had to be able to drive on the road. The car had been bought for three years. The biggest contribution was that the seven people in the dormitory all used this car to practice driving. Just the front bars alone were changed three times.
Ou Jie drove quickly and was familiar with the road. He arrived quickly and drove the car directly into the bus park. After getting out of the car, he jumped onto Chen Weizheng's bus.
"Weizheng! Weizheng! "Seeing that Chen Weizheng was in a vegetative state, Ou Jie was so anxious that he cried.
The leader of the bus company on duty came over and patted Ou Jie's shoulder, saying, "Young man, crying is useless. Which unit are you from? Are you looking for the leader, your parents, or the school?"
Ou Jie was a little out of his wits. When he heard this, he replied, "Looking for the school." He took out his phone and found the phone of the tutor, the cute Teacher Huang, and dialed.
"Teacher Huang, I'm Ou Jie. Something big has happened!" Ou Jie said. Teacher Huang was scared out of his wits.
"Chen Weizheng is on a bus in the bus park. His face is covered in blood. Other than breathing, there is nothing else."
"What do you mean?" In the end, Teacher Huang was so confused that he fell to the ground.
"His eyes are open. He is breathing and his heart is beating. Call the leader over."
This time, Teacher Huang probably understood. He did not say anything and directly hung up.
The first to arrive was 110.
After asking about the situation and taking photos, 110 could not determine who was at fault.
Actually, it should be the fault of the fashionable beauty. It was not wrong to dress like that, but it was wrong to dress like that to scare people. But the driver did not understand. Even if there was a camera in the bus, there was no way to record the scene under the beauty's skirt. If there was, the bus business would be much better. Many perverts … Hehe, you know!
Chen Weizheng was at a loss for words. The driver had nothing to say. It happened on his bus. Even if it was fine, it was fine.
120 also came.
Electrocardiogram. Normal. Blood pressure. Normal. External injuries. Normal. Looking for the source of bleeding. Nostrils. It was confirmed that this blood was a nosebleed.
A nosebleed could make a person in a vegetative state! The person who wanted to be stupid once again felt that he was very stupid!
Strong light shone into his eyes. He did not even blink. Pricked his finger with a needle. He did not feel anything. Scratched the soles of his feet. He was calm.
The experts were also at their wits' end.
They were going to take him back to the hospital and slowly dissect him for research.
The school leaders also rushed over. There were many people.
The Security Department and the Public Security Department were at the front.
Behind them were the school leaders and university leaders.
All the leaders who came from academic backgrounds agreed that this matter was very magical.
The leader who studied metaphysics was ready to go back and check Chen Weizheng's birth characters to determine why this calamity happened.
The leader who studied physics was ready to study how much habituation could make a person stupid.
The leader who studied economics was calculating how much money the bus company would have to spend to settle this matter.
The leader who studied sociology was also reconsidering whether there were hidden dangers in developing public transport.
The final decision was that the injured person was the most important. 120 would take him away first.
The bus company would pay for the expenses. When the responsibility was determined in the future, they would be responsible for it.
The school would help to contact the injured person's family.
The leaders went back. Ou Jie drove his own car, hitched a ride with Teacher Huang, and followed the 120 car to the hospital. Along the way, Ou Jie was thinking, 'Will they pull my brother into a mental hospital?!'
After walking for a while and looking at the road, Ou Jie knew that this was not the way to the mental hospital. It was to save money.
Teacher Huang asked Ou Jie if he knew about Chen Weizheng's family situation. Ou Jie said, "Both parents are dead. He has a grandfather. He's in his seventies. "
Teacher Huang sucked in a cold breath.
The illness came strangely and developed even more strangely.
The trolley pushed Chen Weizheng into the emergency room. In less than five minutes, the doctor came out and shouted, "Chen Weizheng's family, pay up." The Emergency Department's fees were paid as soon as they were used. Qu Jie quickly took the bill and prepared to pay. Teacher Huang snatched the bill and handed it to the fat infirmary from the bus company who followed the bus. The fat nurse knew the rules, but she did not have any money on her. She pushed open the door and walked into the emergency room. She said something to the people inside and called the company's finance department to send the money over.
Before the finance department arrived, there was another call from inside. "Chen Weizheng's family."
The fat nurse walked in. In less than 30 seconds, she ran out. She was quite agile, and her movements were a little like Hong Kong celebrity Sammo Hung. "You guys, quickly go in and take a look."
When they walked into the emergency room, Chen Weizheng, who had wiped the blood off his lips and chin, was looking at them with a faint smile on his face.
"Weizheng, you're fine now." Ou Jie was overjoyed.
Chen Weizheng did not answer. There was still a faint smile on his face, and it was a rather strange smile.
Ou Jie pulled Chen Weizheng up, and the emergency doctors at the side were shocked. Before they could do anything to stop him, they were surprised to find that Chen Weizheng was sitting steadily on the bed with a faint smile on his face.
Chen Weizheng knew how to sit!
Ou Jie was so excited that he hugged Chen Weizheng and stood on the ground. Chen Weizheng stood with a smile.
Chen Weizheng knew how to stand!
"Are you hungry?" Teacher Huang asked. He took out an egg yolk pie from his small handbag and tore it open.
"Let's go out and eat." The doctor had an opinion.
Ou Jie held Chen Weizheng's hand and walked out of the emergency room. It was indeed a little inappropriate to eat in the emergency room. Chen Weizheng was very obedient. He followed Ou Jie out. They sat on a chair in the emergency hall and took the egg yolk pie from Teacher Huang. Chen Weizheng ate it very happily. Sister Fat was very good. She took a glass of purified water from the water dispenser beside them.
Chen Weizheng knew how to eat and drink!
A few minutes later, Ou Jie found an even more serious problem. Other than the few things mentioned above, Chen Weizheng did not know how to do anything else. Sister Fat rushed into the emergency room and asked the doctor to come out.
When she told him about the situation, the doctor broke down on the spot.
He reported to the department director, but the department director did not recruit any new people.
When he saw Chen Weizheng sitting in the waiting room and eating with a smile, the department director only had one thing to do, and that was to call for a consultation.
The Department of Neurology believed that this was a mental disorder.
The Department of Neurology believed that this was intermittent nervous disorder.
The Department of Traditional Chinese Medicine believed that this was the legendary loss of soul.
The auntie who swept the floor thought that this was an absolute idiot.
In the end, they decided to transfer him to a mental hospital.
Ou Jie sighed. He had never realized that he was so foresighted.
The bus company's Sister Fat was still responsible. "It's better to be discharged than to go to a mental hospital." Because the mental hospital did not know how to treat him. If they did not treat him well, they might treat him with an authentic mental illness. At that time, they would have no tears to cry.
Ou Jie agreed.
Teacher Huang did not dare to make the decision.
Together with the finance department who rushed over later, the five of them returned to the bus company.
There were ten company dormitories at the back door of the bus company's parking lot. One of the rooms on the first floor was converted into a dormitory. Since Chen Weizheng only knew how to eat with his hands and did not know how to use bowls and chopsticks, the northern couple next door who made noodles were entrusted to provide food every day. The fee was paid monthly. The auntie who swept the floor came in to clean once a day and wash clothes. Sister Fat in the infirmary did a routine check every day, hoping to find signs of improvement. A bunch of uniforms for the bus company's employees were sent over. They were all available in spring, summer, autumn, and winter. There was also a special coat for the staff on duty. It seemed that the bus company thought that there was no hope of a cure and was preparing for a long war.
Ou Jie came to visit him every week. He found that Chen Weizheng would go to the toilet and wear simple clothes. Moreover, his life was very regular. He woke up on time in the morning, went to bed on time every day, and even went to the toilet on time. He only drank water from the plastic cup, ate food from the PVC food plate on the coffee table, and only ate steamed buns or steamed buns.
Ou Jie took him to the street to get his hair cut once a month and helped him shave once a week. He bought a bunch of round-necked shirts that cost five yuan and a pair of knee-length shorts that cost three yuan. He changed them once a week. He also carried out a wide range of inquiries with his roommates on the Internet.
The wide-range inquiries were basically useless. Except for a few enthusiastic replies from people who sold fake drugs on the Internet, all the official replies were the same. "Never seen it before. It's very troublesome."
In the autumn, Ou Jie drove the car and accompanied Chen Weizheng on an autumn outing with the others in the dormitory. He hoped that the fresh air and changes in the environment could stimulate Chen Weizheng's recovery. When they arrived at the suburbs, they found that Chen Weizheng's behavior was exactly the same as under the mango tree in Sanderi. He was still sitting in the same place and smiling faintly at people. When a group of people saw this, they cried out in vain.
Ou Jie thought of the stimulation of kinship again. He looked through Chen Weizheng's phone number and tried to find some people who might be his relatives. In the end, only a distant uncle named Chen Baoqing, who worked in Nancheng, came. He brought four apples and three pears and stayed for ten minutes. He did not show up again. The most disappointing thing was that Chen Weizheng did not recognize him at all and only smiled at him. This plan had failed again.
In the end, Ou Jie gave a strong dose of medicine. He found a hostess at a high price and asked her to stimulate Chen Weizheng. Under the stimulation of the hostess, Chen Weizheng behaved as normal as any other man. Except for not taking the initiative to do things, he did what he needed to do and when he needed to do it, he did it. When he was violently ejaculating, he would even let out a low growl from his throat. Ou Jie secretly rejoiced outside the door, thinking that there was a chance. In the end, when this brother woke up, everything was as usual.
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