Novel Bin Chapter 134 - Just Shut up (3)
Chapter 134: Just Shut up (3)
Translator: Sissy That Walk
“Getting my old self back? No, I’m not, I’m still senile, I know it.” Fan Da looked down at his wrinkled palm and smiled like a kid, “Just these photos remind me of the old places and the stupid things I have done...Xiao Hu, this lake, it just looks like the nameless Lake that I took Lianxiu to see. She was only 3 years old then, and we lived in a small tropical country for months. Her mother was planning to go back to her old home and told me that although the outside world was fascinating, she still missed her old home. Besides, our daughter was about to enter kindergarten...”
He Bai was baffled for a while and stood up suddenly, saying to Hu Zhao hurriedly, “Where is the doctor? Call him over now! Quick!” Hu Zhao was shocked, “What...What happened? The doctors are upstairs. You are here seeing Bai so I didn’t ask them to come downstairs...”
He Bai hurried to upstairs. Palms slightly sweating, which was not a good sign! A senile old man suddenly got clear-headed and even smiled like a kid. It meant either he was on the mend due to some stimulus or instead, deteriorated. Only few patients could recover in a sudden, so many thoughts were flashing in Hu Zhao’s mind.
Hu Zhao came to his sense on hearing Bai’s hurried footsteps and looked back at that old man with a peculiar smile. His excitement was replaced by panic and anxiety.
Doctors and nurses came down quickly and practiced basic examine on the old man. Then they helped him upstairs so that they could do a more thorough examination with various equipments and performed intravenous infusion.
“Doc, what’s wrong? Does he take a turn for the worse?” Hu Zhao didn’t dare to interrupt them when the doctors were examining Hu Zhao. Now that they’ve finished, Hu Zhao came to ask anxiously.
“No, this is a good sign.” The doctor comforted him with a smile and beckoned the nurses to look after the old man. He led Hu Zhao out of the room and detailed the situation of the old man.
He Bai, who was worried, listened carefully. Except the unfamiliar jargons, he seized some information: The old man didn’t get worse, his conditions got better instead; The accident was part of the cause of his being senile, but his long-term depression was also a contributor; He must have been stimulated by something, which disarmed his self-guard and evasion mechanism, so he forced his brain to recall some past things. This mood stimulated his body and the blocked part might well get dredged. The old man was suggested to go to hospital for a better examination.
Anyway, the old man needed to stay in hospital and might recover.
Hu Zhao burst out joyful tears and then slightly calmed down. He recalled the old man’s words just now and covered his face with shaking hands, “That’s it! The trigger for Uncle Fan’s depression turns out to be...”
He Bai was confused.
“That lake! That lake is his trigger!” Hu Zhao sobbed out, throwing away his consistently calm image. “Uncle Fan and his wife once quarreled beside the lake. His wife wanted to return to her hometown as soon as possible, yet uncle Fan disagreed. Aunt Fan got angry and left with Lianxiu. Uncle Fan stood on his pride and didn’t go after them. However, he never thought that Aunt Fan would be critically ill soon after that. It should be that lake...Xiao He, you are the life-saver of Uncle Fan. No, you are the mascot of Fan’s family!”
He Bai: “...Please don’t say that.” Now he didn’t like the word “mascot” at all, which reminded him of something bad.
Hu Zhao finally calmed down and insisted on giving honorarium. He Bai graciously declined and went back to the dorm with strong feelings. Then he was taken to hotpot restaurant outside the university by his roommates.
They ate and drank and He Bai was asked to tell his little secret. He finally came out of the closet to them. Fortunately, they hooted and accepted that pleasantly. Niu Junjie promised, “Long live our brotherhood. As your best man, I will never interfere with your quarrel with your little boyfriend.”, and he also blocked Di Qiuhe.
Country K. After a day’s filming, Di Qiuhe took out his phone and called He Bai, still blocked. He pursed his lips and texted to Niu Junjie.
Di Qiuhe: How does Xiao Bai feel these days? Still mad at me?”
System Prompt: Failed to send message, unknown number.
“? ? ?”
He paused for a while and called him.
“Sorry, the number you dial does not exist.”
“...”
He tried again.
“Sorry, the number you dial does not exist.”
He got stiffened. He took the phone apart. It must have had broken, or why did everyone’s number not exist? That’s impossible.
Wang Boyi came at a proper time and said in a low voice, “Your call from Fan’s house. It says Mr. Fan is likely to take a turn for the better.”
Di Qiuhe stopped, “Turing better? Why so suddenly...What did the doctors say?”
“They were busy with looking after Mr. Fan, so they didn’t elaborate. They just said that if everything went on smoothly, he could recover within a month.” Wang Boyi referred to his memo and continued, “And the marriage arranged by Liu’s family and Qin’s family didn’t work. Di Chunhua left the hospital and was sent to country Y. On the other hand, Di Xiasong transferred to Q University in order to deal with the affairs of Huangdu.”
Q University?
Di Qiuhe’s good mood was destroyed by this shitty news. His face darkened, he frowned and said, “Keep your eyes on Di Xiasong, and make some clashes for him and that Liu Cefei. Keep him busy. Don’t leave him time to trouble Xiao Bai.”
Di Xiasong was trapped between Huangdu and Qin’s family. He didn’t have any time to trouble Mr. He...Wang Boyi said with a low voice and wrote down all the orders. Then he looked at Di Qiuhe and said with hesitation, “One more thing...Your team said that Di Bian seemed to plan to ban Mr. He in showbiz. He issued internal document yesterday, banning all the actors of Huangdu from cooperating with Mr. He.” Di Qiuhe’s face turned darker. He clutched his phone and some killing intent flew out of his eyes. He sneered, “Ban? He is truly bold enough. Maybe he is still living in his old dream when my grandpa was chairing Huangdu. Ridiculous!”