After returning from Shanghai, intentionally or not, Yi Zhe began to avoid Xu Tangcheng. No reason, just as soon as he saw him, he would remember the question he asked himself that day. He used to think that no matter what, he would just stay by his side quietly, but slowly he discovered that people are greedy, and so is he.
Grandma's illness, in the final analysis, was because she was anxious to get angry, and her body couldn't help it. When Xu Tangcheng thought grandma wanted to drink more water and eat more fruit, she was prudent, but when it came to herself, she completely ignored it.
My mentor led a top-ranked project, which was co-operated by several universities and units. In the near future, I will start the memory, and I have invited many academicians, experts, and some consultants to do this project. Xu Tangcheng will naturally be busy for a while. In the early stage, he not only helped the teacher to prepare the PPT for the start-up meeting and showed the video, but also acted as a service staff with the laboratory staff to help arrange the meeting place and guide the guests. Arranging the seats of experts is very particular, and even Xu Tang, who has always been meticulous, found it troublesome. Which side is respectful, there is a unified standard for the placement of documents and water, and there are people who continue to pick faults. Even during the meeting, there were always people on tour, which made them unable to relax.
When the meeting finally ended, Xu saw that everyone was trembling and trembling. It was really not easy.
Xu Tangcheng also realized that he was getting angry at that time, so when ordering food, he also ordered a bowl of ice porridge with everyone to suppress his anger.
But I didn't expect that this bowl of porridge caused a lot of trouble.
Xu Tangcheng was going to deliver a document to a teacher in the Faculty of Science between ten and ten thirty the next day, but he felt uncomfortable when he woke up in the morning. When brushing his teeth, he was just a little nauseous. Slowly, the feeling became stronger and stronger. Before going out, he had already vomited twice in the toilet. But Chengxu was not there, and the school hospital was in the opposite direction to the Faculty of Science, so he thought, to go to the school hospital by himself after passing the documents. But after coming out of the teacher's office and going down one floor, he squatted at the corner of the stairs and couldn't move. He suppressed the nausea that kept coming up in his stomach and tried to at least make it to the school hospital, but as long as he stood up a little, he couldn't help but vomit.
When he was in high school, he also had a very serious experience of acute gastroenteritis, and now he probably knows what his situation is. Really unable to move, he endured and took out his mobile phone and opened the address book.
The finger pressed the downward arrow, turned down, and finally stopped on a name.
In a classroom that has been in class for more than an hour, the air is not so fresh. On the podium, the teacher was talking about coding, and the phone suddenly vibrated, causing the pages of the book to tremble slightly.
The owner of the mobile phone didn't know what to think. The teacher listened to the sound, but no one answered or stopped the call. Zheng Yikun, who had been sleeping on his stomach, didn't raise his head and used his elbow to stab Yizhe.
YiZhe returned to his senses, met the teacher in front of him, and quickly picked up the phone. In such a scene, he instinctively wanted to hang up the call. But after seeing the name on the screen, he turned his finger, and without thinking, he had already raised the phone to his ear.
The one who lectures on the stage is the always strict vice president.
The classmates in the front row turned back and looked at him in surprise.
In the silent classroom, the person answering the phone suddenly bounced up. Before he could say hello to Zheng Yikun, Yizhe directly squeezed him and rushed out. Zheng Yikun was knocked upright by him in a daze, and he didn't understand what was going on.
YiZhe stepped over Zheng Yikun's legs and went to the aisle. The teacher coughed, obviously reminding.
Ben was about to start running towards the back door, but when he heard the heavy coughing, Yi Zhe turned around in a hurry, and bowed to the teacher as he stepped back: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, teacher, I have something very important."
Before the teacher could respond, the reckless and rude students had already rushed out of the classroom.
Even in the physical examination for the college entrance examination, Yi Zhe never ran so hard.
Faculty of Science.
Faculty of Science, between the second and third floors.
Corner of stairs.
The vision was shaking violently, and he wished he could run faster, faster.
Finally ran to the Faculty of Science, and finally saw the man squatting on the ground with his head buried in his lap. Almost instantly, YiZhe's legs became weak. He braced himself down the stair railing to allow himself to rush to him.
"Brother Tang Cheng." His throat was dry and hoarse, and he could see that he was very uncomfortable, but he was cautious and did not dare to touch him.
"I'll take you to the hospital."
Yi Zhe put his hand on Xu Tangcheng's shoulder, but was grasped by one of Xu Tangcheng's wrists.
"Yizhe..."
Hearing him call him countless times, this is the first time, these two words are trembling, trembling.
This trembling made him frightened and overwhelmed.
"I can't move." Xu Tangcheng told him in a low voice.
"Then I," he squatted, trying his best to see his face, "I'll carry you."
As if he had finally found a way, Yi Zhe repeated with certainty, "I'll carry you, I'll carry you..."
He moved under his feet, turned his back to him, and gently pulled his arm, trying to help him lean on him. Unexpectedly, Xu Tangcheng, who was behind him, started to retching sharply as soon as he moved. He hadn't eaten breakfast, and he had vomited several times just now, and no matter how much he vomited, he couldn't vomit anything. Despite this, he threw up until his entire face was flushed and he leaned forward uncontrollably.
Yi Zhe quickly turned around and hugged him, and Xu Tangcheng supported his arm, putting his entire weight on him.
"Brother Tang Cheng."
Pale fingers gripped his sleeve tightly, and the black fabric was wrinkled.
"Brother Tang Cheng, bear with me, let's go to the hospital."
Although he had never experienced such a situation, common sense also told him that this was not the way to go. He half-supported and half-held, and got Xu Tangcheng onto himself. When he got up, unexpectedly, a transparent drop fell to the ground.
The north wind was howling, and he was sweating.
After only going down two steps, Xu Tangcheng called him in a weak voice: "Yizhe."
"Um?"
"No... I want to throw up."
YiZhe tried his best to remain steady, but he was in a hurry and wanted to take him to the hospital.
"If you want to vomit, vomit."
He felt that Xu Tangcheng was moving all the time, hugging his neck and rubbing against him, looking very uneasy and unbearable. Then, he heard a voice that he almost choked: "It will vomit on you."
How could YiZhe endure such a cry from him.
Just this sentence, let him all the entanglement for so long, it doesn't matter what he likes you, like her. As long as he is safe and sound, free from illness and disaster, he can like anyone he wants.
He can do whatever he wants, but he wants to be by his side.
"If you want to vomit, vomit, no matter how much you vomit, don't bear it."
They didn't go to the school hospital in the end, because Yizhe heard Zheng Yikun complain to him the day before, saying that the school hospital can only treat colds, and only one medicine is prescribed, Fangfengtongsheng Granules. The People's Hospital was also very close to the school, so Yi Zhe ran out of the school with Xu Tangcheng behind his back and took a taxi on the side of the road. It was only then that he felt that the A was really big, and the road to Ximen seemed to be endless. When he finally got into the taxi, Xu Tangcheng no longer vomited so violently, but leaned against him limply, rubbing slightly in discomfort, changing his posture.
Except for that time when Xu Tangcheng took him to the hospital to treat his wounds, Yi Zhe never went to the hospital to see a doctor again. After entering the compound, he realized that he had no idea where he should go with Xu Tangcheng behind his back. How to take people to see a doctor, and where to go, he has no idea. Because of this state of ignorance, he was flustered and anxious in his heart.
In the end, I hurriedly asked a passing doctor before I knew I was going to the emergency room.
He carried Xu Tangcheng to the hall and wanted to find a doctor, but he didn't know where to look. In the emergency hall, all kinds of patients were entered, and there were even many blood stains. Painful groans and high-pitched voices interweaved, as if catalyzing that urgency, making people lose their sense of proportion.
After finally seeing a nurse, he rushed over to stand in front of her, panting and said, "My friend, I have been vomiting all the time, and now I seem to have no strength."
Xu Tangcheng on his back stopped moving, and even the hand holding his neck fell down weakly. The nurse took a look, and Xiao ran led him to a room and asked him to put Xu Tangcheng on the bed.
Yi Zhe did as he was told, and then looked at Xu Tangcheng again, but he didn't open his eyes again except when he was just put down and glanced at him. He leaned down and heard the man on the bed humming softly.
"Brother Tang Cheng," YiZhe said softly, "If you persist, the nurse will call the doctor."
Xu Tangcheng's mouth moved.
"What?" YiZhe didn't hear clearly and leaned in to ask.
"cold."
YiZhe immediately took off his clothes and covered him.
The doctor also came at this time. YiZhe quickly stepped aside and let the doctor see it.
The doctor told the nurse the medicine to be dispensed, and asked to give it an injection first, and then infusion. During the whole process, Xu Tangcheng's body was already lying on the bed in a coma. Except for nodding and shaking his head slightly to answer the question that the doctor repeated two or three times, he couldn't move at all.
"The family members go to register, or else they won't be able to issue a treatment order."
YiZhe signed up at the nurse's prompt, and after a while, the nurse came in with a tray. At this time, the temporary ward was very quiet, but the sound of iron and glass colliding made Xu Tangcheng open his eyes again.
Seeing him looking at him, YiZhe understood, lowered his head, and put his ear in.
"No needles."
YiZhe heard it clearly, but didn't respond: "What?"
There are already sounds of ampoules being knocked off.
"I don't give injections."
This time, YiZhe confirmed that it wasn't that he heard it wrong just now. He didn't ask why, he just stood up and said to the nurse, "Nurse, we don't give injections."
A pair of eyes above the mask glanced at him: "The medicine is already on, so what if you don't take it. He has intestinal spasms. Now this situation requires an injection, and the infusion can only be done after the injection."
"We don't have injections." Yi Che didn't know any medicine, so he knew that Xu Tangcheng had just said no injections, and he was still trying his best to keep his eyes open.
"Don't make trouble, why is such an adult afraid of injections? Just let it go and let it go." The nurse flexed her fingers and flicked the needle tube, and tilted her head to Yizhe, "Take off your pants a little and give it to him. Show your ass."
"Do not hit… "
Perhaps because of his will not to give injections, Xu Tangcheng's voice was a little louder this time.
"He doesn't want to fight." YiZhe quickly helped again.
"I'm exhausted. I can't do it without a fight. I feel much more comfortable after the fight. The infusion tube won't come to you for a while."
The nurse spoke firmly, and after speaking, she looked at YiZhe who was stunned by the side: "Why are you still stunned, hurry up."
YiZhe looked at Xu Tangcheng's pale face and couldn't even move his fingers. He was cruel, and lowered his head to face Xu Tangcheng: "Brother Tang Cheng, please bear with it, the nurse said it would be a shot."
"I do not… "
YiZhe reached under the covering down jacket and untied Xu Tangcheng's belt. As soon as the nurse felt the movement, she pulled down the pants at the lower waist and disinfected it in one go.
Xu Tangcheng couldn't move, so naturally he didn't even have the chance to resist. The physical condition was so bad, but YiZhe still heard that when the nurse took the needle, Xu Tangcheng scolded, "Damn..."