WWY Chapter 28
by VolareChapter 28: The Chess Game – Sorry, I don’t understand Go.
Chapter 28: The Chess Game – Sorry, I don’t understand Go.
The collar of his pajamas was pulled open, revealing a snowy white and delicate neck, with a purplish-blue mark on it like a venomous snake coiling around it. The color had faded quite a bit now, but one could still see how severe the initial injury was.
“Bro, what on earth happened?” Si’nian He asked, his fingers trembling as he reached out to touch it, only to have his hand slapped away by Lan He.
Lan He lowered his head to straighten his collar, buttoning up the buttons that had been pulled open, and said, “Hanged myself, attempted suicide.”
Si’nian He was shocked: “Why?”
Lan He glanced at him: “Annoying.”
Si’nian He’s anger dissipated, and his attitude even carried a hint of caution: “Bro, I know a good psychologist, I’ll go with you to talk to him tomorrow, okay?”
He thought for a moment, and then urged: “You’ve been in a bad mood lately, don’t rush to deal with Gu Ya… your sister-in-law’s matter, wait until things get better before making a decision. After all, marriage and having children are major life events, it won’t hurt to consider them more.”
It seemed that he was therefore tolerant of Lan He’s recent fickleness and his change in attitude towards Ya Gu.
Lan He twitched the corner of his mouth: “Not going.”
Si’nian He was unwilling to give up: “Bro, I think…”
Lan He spat out a word lightly: “Scram.”
He lifted the quilt and covered his head, wrapping himself into a cocoon.
Being mentally ill has its advantages, for example, you can scold people for no reason.
Si’nian He wasn’t driven away by his scolding. Instead, he brazenly sat on his bed, pulled down the quilt that covered half of his face, and said earnestly: “Bro, why don’t you tell me if you have difficulties? Now we are each other’s only family!”
“I don’t have any difficulties.”
“Last time I said I was going to find a family doctor for you, it was all arranged, but Auntie Long said Ya Gu found one for you first. Bro, why didn’t you tell me about this kind of thing?”
“Is there any need to talk about this kind of trivial matter?”
“The doctor Ya Gu found is not responsible at all. Look, you had such a dangerous thing happen today, and he didn’t even come to your door to check on you. I think we should fire him, the one I found for you is better!”
“He called and asked about my situation carefully, confirmed that I was fine, and asked me to go to his private sanatorium for a comprehensive examination tomorrow. He wants to come up with the next stage of nursing plan, what more do you want?”
“…”
“If you have nothing to say, then scram!”
Si’nian He bit his lower lip and got off the bed: “Bro, then I’ll go back to the city, take care of yourself.”
Lan He poked a hand out of the quilt and waved it.
Meaning: Scram faster.
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The next day, Lan He went to the sanatorium on the other side of the city as scheduled.
Stopping in front of the sanatorium and looking back at the road he had come from, he was greeted by a lush green scene. A small stream from the mountain flowed directly into the sanatorium’s pond. A viewing platform was built on the pond, and under the platform, groups of small fish hid in the shadows, occasionally floating to the surface to spit out bubbles.
Heng Zhou didn’t exaggerate, his sanatorium had fresh air, and was tranquil and pleasant.
He came out to greet them warmly, and Lan He praised him, “Dr. Zhou, the environment here is really good!”
“If Master Lan is willing, he can move in here at any time. I’ll reserve the best room for you!” Heng Zhou was a little complacent, and led him inside, “Not to be modest, our caregivers here are also top-notch, professional, and attentive!”
Lan He saw two distinguished old men playing chess in the courtyard and nodded, “I can see that, specializing in serving high-end people.”
After what happened yesterday, Jiu Ya followed Lan He closely, looking around vigilantly, while the two people in front were harmonious and chatty.
Lan He didn’t take the threat of death to heart at all, he knew Qi A’s abilities best. If he wanted to get close to him, he would always find a chance.
There was also no sound in the main building of the sanatorium. Whether it was the patients recuperating here or the nursing staff, they tacitly kept quiet. They went up to the second floor office. Heng Zhou invited them to sit down, and then started to handwrite a series of examination forms, and then made several phone calls to arrange examinations for Lan He.
Everything went smoothly.
Two hours later, Heng Zhou had a thick stack of paper reports in front of him, and his expression seemed to be quite satisfied with today’s examination results.
“Master Lan, there’s no major problem. I still have the same opinion as before, your heart itself doesn’t have any organic problems. The onset of the disease should be related to psychological factors.”
“Okay, prescribe the medicine.”
Heng Zhou felt like he was playing the lute to a cow.
Whatever, the employer is God, he’ll do whatever he says!
“Then I’d like to know first, have you had any attacks recently?”
“I was tired yesterday, and my heart was a little uncomfortable, it lasted for about an hour.”
“Did you take any medicine?”
“Ordinary medicine on the market.”
Heng Zhou took out a box of medicine from the drawer, the medicine box was all in English: “Master Lan, I think this kind of medicine is more suitable for you, the medicinal properties are not so strong, the side effects are smaller, it’s enough for you, oh, it’s an inhaler, and it’s more convenient to carry.”
Lan He opened the box, took out one from inside, and saw that it was something about the same size and shape as a lipstick. After opening it, there were air holes at the top. He brought it closer to smell it, and there was a faint medicinal smell.
“With this kind of packaging, can the efficacy be stable?”
“Don’t worry, this is the most high-end medicine in the world right now, it’s been in clinical trials for many years.”
Lan He casually stuffed one into his pocket: “Okay, then let’s use it!”
Seeing that he was about to leave, Heng Zhou hurriedly said: “Master Lan, please stay a little longer, I still have something…”
Saying that, he opened a bottle of soda and handed it over: “I think it’s a good choice for you to stay in the sanatorium for a while.”
Lan He raised his eyebrows: “I don’t have this plan, do you have any reason?”
“I think, psychological problems are easier to cure when you get away from the original environment.”
“Psychological problems?” Lan He narrowed his eyes and scrutinized him, “I said, I don’t have any psychological problems.”
Heng Zhou shrank back in his heart and licked his dry lips unconsciously: “Master Lan, please believe that I have no malice towards you, the environment here is really good. I heard that you like to paint, I have two national-level painters here, you can learn from each other, it’s definitely more interesting than at home. Those who live here are all highly educated and won’t bother you.”
He pointed to the lawn downstairs. Following the direction of his finger, Lan He saw the two old men who had been playing chess just now, they were still there.
“Look, for example, these two, the one with the black hair is a retired leader of the ministry, and the other with the white hair used to be the chief expert of the National Museum. It’s difficult for ordinary people to meet them even once. Moreover, people like them have a peaceful and generous character, and their lives are disciplined but not restrained. Being with them is itself a kind of health maintenance. Why don’t you try it, stay in this paradise for a while, and see if things will change.”
The sunlight was like a waterfall, the mountains and rivers depended on each other, and in a vibrant green, two old men in snow-white clothes were quietly playing chess by a stone table. The scene was as beautiful as a painting.
Lan He stared at it for a full minute before withdrawing his gaze, put down the soda in his hand, and got up: “I’ll consider it later.”
Heng Zhou stood up happily, but Lan He stopped him first: “No need to send me off, I’ll just walk around the yard.”
He still wanted to be polite: “Then I…”
Lan He repeated in a cold voice: “No need to send me off.”
So Heng Zhou didn’t insist anymore.
He said he was taking a walk, but after taking Jiu Ya downstairs, he went straight to the chess game.
He asked Jiu Ya to stay more than ten meters away, then lightened his steps and walked over, standing aside and quietly watching the battle.
The chessboard was full of fierce fighting, the two sides restrained each other, but it was not easy for anyone to eat anyone, it was a wonderful chess game of equal strength.
The battle became more and more stalemate, and the white-haired museum expert twisted a white piece for a long time, and suddenly turned his head to ask Lan He: “Young man, where do you think this piece should be placed?”
Lan He smiled: “Sorry, I don’t understand Go. I only know how to play simple chess, and I’m not good at it.”
The other black-haired old man asked curiously: “You don’t understand Go, then what are you looking at?”
Lan He said honestly: “I was attracted by the temperament of the two old gentlemen, and I want to learn.”
The two old men looked at each other and laughed.
The black-haired one pointed to the stone stool next to him: “Sit.”
The white-haired one poured him a cup of tea: “Drink.”
Then, while playing chess, they chatted with him.
The old cadre surnamed Luo, who had just retired last year, also had heart problems. Heng Zhou was an expert in this field and had seen him before, so he moved to the sanatorium to recuperate as soon as he retired.
The capital museum expert’s surname is Dan, with no children, purely bored at home, looking for a lively place to retire.
After listening to Lan He introduce himself, Luo Minhu looked at him up and down in surprise: “Oh, you are Weiyu He’s heir?”
Lan He showed a modest smile: “Do you know my father?”
Luo Minhu waved his hand: “I’ve met him a few times, he’s a celebrity after all.”
There seemed to be some disdain in his expression.
The old generation in politics looked down on business people in their bones, often regarding them as nouveau riche who benefited from the era.
Lan He didn’t care much about his attitude, turned to Han Dan, and took the initiative to pour him tea: “Uncle Dan, I heard from Dean Zhou that you are from the museum? I’m very interested in art, but I haven’t studied it systematically, and I really hope you can give me some guidance!”
Dan Han’s temper was obviously much better than Luo Minhu’s, with a scholar’s unique refined smile on his face: “Of course, there are not many young people nowadays who are willing to actively approach art.”
Luo Minhu asked: “Young man, are you here at the sanatorium?”
Lan He touched his heart: “There’s something wrong here, I’m looking for Dr. Zhou to take a look.”
Luo Minhu was surprised that he had heart disease at such a young age. He himself also had a bad heart. It was like he had found a common topic, and he pulled Lan He to chat about everything. Although Lan He was a little impatient in his heart, he still accompanied him, adding tea to the two elders from time to time, but he didn’t drink much himself.
Han Dan felt that today’s chess game might end here. He separated the pieces one by one and put them into the can, and Lan He also came forward to help.
Han Dan asked: “He Lan, are you going to live in the sanatorium?”
“I don’t plan to live here.” Lan He paused, and looked at Han Dan’s kind face with a smile, “But I’m afraid I’ll come often in the future. Next time I come, I’ll bring my paintings.”
The two old guys who had becomeAge-like simultaneously looked at him, and Luo Minhu said in a strange tone: “Hey? So you came for Old Han? Am I a bit redundant here?”
“Look at what you said, I haven’t finished my words yet!” Lan He didn’t admit it, and quickly said, “I have good tea at home, and I’ll bring a few cans for Uncle Luo next time!”
Luo Minhu’s eyes lit up: “Okay, when will you come next time?”
Like a child.