So, he will be back.
"En." Song Yi hugged him: "Wait for you."
…
Fu Jingsheng was driving, and Tang Si was sitting in the passenger seat, looking down at the phone.
He glanced at it: "I don't go to work anymore, and the business is still so busy?"
Hearing this, Tang Si raised his eyes and smiled, with a bit of malice in his eyebrows and eyes: "What's the matter? Do you want me to chat with you? Do you think you are a little girl?"
This car belongs to Tang Si, it has been refitted, and Fu Jing blooms it smoothly.
"Where did you get this car, get me one too."
Tang Si casually rested his chin, and stared at him with peach blossom eyes: "It's out of print."
The tone is lazy.
Fu Jingsheng glanced at him abruptly.
"Can you stop looking at me like that? I think it's creepy."
"What look?" Tang Si: "That's the look I have."
Fu Jingsheng shut up.
He thought it was better not to chat with him.
Tang Si was indeed born with affectionate eyes. It was a very simple matter for him to seduce someone.
And because of his occupation and his experience, in fact, most of these eyes are filled with air-conditioning that strangers should not get close to.
But in private, no one can stand it.
But if you don't chat, you have to understand his physical condition.
"No need to do it." Tang Si said suddenly.
"What do you mean by that?"
Tang Si raised his lips: "Don't you understand?"
"If you can cure my illness, even if it's out of print, I'll get you one." His tone was soft, as if he was talking about a very ordinary thing: "If you can't cure me, this car won't Is it yours sooner or later?"
There was a bit of a smile in this tone.
This kind of thing doesn't seem to be very serious in his eyes.
He died, the driver Jingsheng wanted it, and Song Yi would definitely give it to him.
"Although I don't believe in gods and Buddhas, don't say such unlucky words." Fu Jingsheng didn't want to talk about it with him.
Obviously, the two of them don't have many contacts, and they don't have much friendship. If there is any friendship, then it is a game when they are opponents.
Why did he feel very heavy when he talked about this topic.
He particularly disliked the atmosphere.
"Don't worry, I won't smash my own signboard. I still need to rely on this."
Tang Si raised his eyebrows: "Then does Bo Shiyan know that you have competed with him for the signboard?"
The corners of his lips twitched: "He's a psychologist, what is he arguing with me as a doctor?"
"People want to develop in all aspects."
"He's a fart." Fu Jingsheng: "Forget about the food, just give up, he still loves dying."
Tang Si smiled softly, and said in a calm and gentle tone, "According to what you say, people who can't be the top in the industry should die?"
Fu Jingsheng snorted coldly: "Only for him personally."
"Survival must have meaning."
Fu Jingsheng smiled slowly and suddenly: "Indeed."
He turned his head to look at Tang Si: "If you don't work hard, the meaning of life may be to set off others, right?"
"Well," Tang Si chuckled: "Each has their own way of life, maybe they don't feel that they are setting off others, but live freely."
"Of course, those who are lazy, procrastinate, and unmotivated are another matter."
"It's your fault."
Fu Jingsheng shook the steering wheel and nodded: "I've seen that kind of life. I don't work hard and always complain. What is there to complain about? This kind of life is not what I want, but isn't it thanks to me?"
Tang Si's thin lips curled slightly, and he said lazily: "Some people are, some are not, so don't generalize."
He raised his eyebrows and smiled: "Brother-in-law, my sister always says that you are very sensible, and it is true."
"Thousands of lives, thousands of ways of living."
That's right, Fu Jingsheng suddenly thought, Tang Si, who went from the bottom to the top, always saw more things than him.
Although, he also suffered.
But he learns everything fast.
"Do you feel any discomfort?" Fu Jingsheng asked: "When I do a simple inspection first, I can see what specific items to do according to your physical condition."
"Cough, chest tightness, heartache, weakness, headache, and bone pain." Tang Si pursed his lips and remained silent for two seconds, then added: "Very serious."
Fu Jingsheng frowned: "Will you cough up blood?"
"Um."
"Now you still have the symptoms you mentioned?"
"Yes, it will be much more serious at night or when it rains."
When Fu Jingsheng was waiting for the traffic light, he reached out to touch Tang Si's hand.
He dodged, with a lazy and gentle voice: "What are you doing? Taking advantage?"
Fu Jingsheng was speechless: "I'll just take the pulse."
He took Tang Si's hand, felt his pulse, and kept saying, "Can you just stop being so narcissistic? I'm surprised, and when it comes later, I have to take off your clothes, don't you?" Kick me away?"
Tang Si didn't speak.
But the doctor checked the body, and it was necessary to take it off.
After the traffic lights were over, Fu Jingsheng drove away with a serious expression on his face.
When Tang Si said about his situation, he was very understated, but after such an inspection, he was not as indifferent as he appeared on the surface.
"Are you saying you are still human?"
"Um?"
Fu Jingsheng turned his head and glanced at him: "Can't you cry out in pain?"
"Or do you feel no pain at all?"
The conditions of his body that he just described are much more than what he said.
This also proves that he has been enduring the pain since he woke up.
Every day is still such a pair of talking and laughing.
If it were an ordinary person, they would probably be moaning every day.
"It's okay." Tang Si's Adam's apple rolled, and he didn't think it was a big deal: "The tolerance is pretty good."
He is indeed more able to bear pain than ordinary people.
"If I don't take you for a check-up today, are you going to delay until after the Chinese New Year? Or is it that you can't get up again?" Fu Jingsheng restrained the expression on his face, he was no longer so loose and careless, this Time can't make any jokes anymore.
He is a doctor and he knows the horror and seriousness of this condition.
I simply checked his pulse and checked it later, I don't know what else to check.
The man turned his head and looked at the busy traffic outside.
Suddenly smiled: "Tell you a truth."
"When all the authoritative doctors have nothing to do, if you complain about pain and suffering, you will not feel better, but it will make people who worry about you feel more uncomfortable."
"Why bother?" He looked back at Fu Jingsheng: "Especially, the person who should play the role of the pillar, let alone the person who should be."
Tang Si's temperament is deep and introverted, he is thoughtful and delicate, he can hide things better and be more patient than ordinary people.
He can digest many things by himself.
Unless he wants sympathy from others, he will seem powerful.
Fu Jingsheng's lips moved, wanting to speak, but he didn't know what to say.
I suddenly felt that after living for twenty years, someone had given me a pill.
Just as I was thinking this in my heart, a man's voice came from my ear.
"Your tuition fee will not be charged." Tang Si smiled: "Just chat."
"You don't have to live like me. It will be much easier to learn to be coquettish and weak."
Everyone plays a different role in this world.
As for Tang Si, whether at home or at work, he is the one who stands in front of the leader.
Others can cry out about pain and suffering, but he can't.
Fu Jingsheng shrugged and smiled.
"My sister is really your god."
Otherwise, a person like Tang Si who has no desires or desires will not go out of his way to do things for someone.
"she is."
…
After the two chatted in the car for a while, Fu Jingsheng's cell phone rang.
"Hello?"
"Fu Jingsheng?" A woman's voice came from the opposite side, very cold and emotionless.
"Huh?" Fu Jingsheng: "It's the young master."
"Bring it back." The woman said coldly, "I don't want your money."
Fu Jingshen paused, then turned off the car's Bluetooth, and answered the call with a headset.
"It won't work," he said. "I need it."
"This thing is hard to see and hard to get, and you must be aware of it." The woman's voice was cold: "Didn't you think that if you need it to save your life, I won't use it?"
Although the tone was on a parallel line, Fu Jingsheng could tell that she was speaking under her temper.
"What's none of my business?" Fu Jingsheng asked back.
He is a cold person, cold from the bottom of his heart.
This kind of coldness and alienation is different from Tang Si, Tang Si is for the people, for everyone.
And Fu Jingsheng did things only for his own purposes.
He can be polite, courteous, and a gentleman, which is due to his personality.
But that doesn't mean he's an emotional and empathetic person.
"Fu Jingsheng." The woman lowered her voice, obviously angry.
Fu Jingsheng listened, and licked his lips: "If you like, just keep screaming."
He said calmly, "I think it's nice to call me by your cold little voice."
"But you are quite capable of looking up my information."
"But sister, in the world of the weak and the strong, the source of this thing is not legitimate, unless you protect it with legal rights."
"I hung up."
"Beep beep—" Before Chu Ju could speak, the phone was hung up.
Immediately, she received a transfer message from Fu Jingsheng.
"Crack!" Chu Ju threw the phone to the ground violently.
Looking at the little girl next to her with indifferent eyebrows and eyes: "This is what you said, he is easy to talk to?"
The little girl's eyelashes trembled slightly in fright: "I didn't know he was like this."
"Mom needs that medicinal material to save her life." Chu Ju suppressed her temper.
"Forget it." There's no need for her to be angry with her.
"I'll go find him." The little girl stood up.
She is her younger sister with the same mother, but her father is different. She followed her father in the countryside since she was a child.
Mother was critically ill, so she came to see her from time to time.
As for Chu Ju's current father, because his mother was seriously ill, he took her money and went around drinking and drinking.
I don't know how many times she caught it.
Chu Ju stopped her: "Shi Xun Nian."
Shi Xun Nian's footsteps stopped: "Huh?"
"How do you know him?"
The night Fu Jingsheng fled, the person who opened the door and came in. It was Shi Xunnian, so she had Fu Jingsheng's phone number, and it was a private number.
Shi Xunnian told the story again.
"He is my benefactor."
Chu Ju squinted her eyes: "According to you, he is a kind and righteous person?"
"Um."
"Then the way he snatched the medicinal materials that night was to cure my mother to death. Do you also think he is a benefactor?"
Shi Xunnian pursed her lips: "In my perception, he is a person with emotions and blood."
"He shouldn't do such a thing. I'll talk to him about it."
Chu Ju could see clearly and clearly.
She looked at Xun Nian: "You may be right. Fu Jingsheng may indeed be a person with feelings and blood, but in front of his important people, you are nothing, understand?"
"To him, you are just a part-time worker for him." Chu Ju said coldly, word by word: "Do you understand this truth?"
"In front of interests or in front of his important people, you are like a speck of dust."
When Shi Xunnian lowered his eyebrows, he suddenly thought of Fu Jingsheng's sister.
That stunning, delicate and charming woman.
She is full of arrogance in her bones, and she is more beautiful than a big star, so beautiful that it catches people's eyes.
Chu Ju stared at her: "Do you know who it is?"
"Know."
"I want to see that person."
"Sister, you can't." Shi Xunnian: "We should talk to Fu Jingsheng first."
"If it doesn't work, we'll find her again."
"Okay." Chu Ju turned around: "I'll talk to him."
The back of the woman is full of murderous looks.
"I'll talk about it." Shi Xun Nian held back Chu Ju: "I think this matter is negotiable."
…
graduate School.
Fu Jingsheng checked it out for Tang Si, looking at the report with a very serious expression.
"This is only a part of the data, and part of the results will be available tomorrow." Fu Jingsheng looked at Tang Si: "You are equivalent to the body of an old man."
"Cells are being eaten all over the body and are not regenerating."
Sitting by the window, Tang Si slowly put on his shirt and buttoned it. Hearing what Fu Jingsheng said, he lowered his eyebrows and said in a flat tone, "Yes."
He also heard these words from the doctor.
It means that he will age faster.
The way to die is either to die of old age, or to be tortured to death by those viruses that have accumulated and merged with the blood over time.
Fu Jingsheng turned his head to look at him, his appearance was calm and languid.
A man, do you want to be so lustful
"I said you can't hurry up when you put on your clothes in front of me?" Fu Jingsheng couldn't help complaining: "What kind of virtue?"
"Why am I so virtuous?" Tang Si looked at him with peach blossom eyes, and buttoned his hands: "You still talk a lot of nonsense for prostitution?"
"That's how I dress. Didn't I see you help me dress? Your sister will help."
While speaking, Tang Si put on his coat.
Fu Jingsheng: "..."
This is a conversation between tigers and wolves.
"Don't say that I seem to have an affair with you. What kind of prostitution? I'm just a doctor examining the patient's body."
"Oh." Tang Si stood up slowly, with a slight smile on the corner of his mouth: "I didn't say you were not serious."
Seeing him like that, Fu Jingsheng was wobbly, and couldn't help but go over to help him: "I said, can you always lie down for a while, what are you doing when you get up?"
"Is this mother wearing no clothes?" Tang Si: "What if you say I'm a hooligan in a while?"
"Aren't you already dressed?"
Tang Si nodded: "So I have to go to the bathroom."
Fu Jingsheng: "..."
"Let go." Tang Si looked at him: "Do you want to go with me to the bathroom?"
"I admire you very much." Fu Jingsheng looked at him: "It hurts so much, you still don't blush, your heart beats, and you don't even frown."
Tang Si smiled and said nothing.
But Fu Jingsheng knew that this might already be krypton gold, something deep in her bones. It is natural to tolerate pain and endure pain.
If it is impossible to pretend to be so similar now, the only possibility is that he has been like this since he was a child.
"Go to the bathroom, and I'll give you an injection." Fu Jingsheng said: "This will delay the symptoms in your body, but the side effect is that the next attack will be more painful."
"You should have had this situation before. After taking antidepressants, every attack will hurt more and be more unbearable."
"In fact, those drugs do have an effect and will only make you physically painful, but you can't refuse."
"Before the antidote comes out, you have to inject it." Fu Jingsheng pursed his lips: "Otherwise your body may not last until I develop the antidote."
Tang Si nodded: "OK."
Fu Jingsheng raised his eyebrows and looked at Tang Si: "Do you trust me that much? Don't ask me anything else?"
Put your life in his hands? Not afraid of him injecting him with something weird
Tang Si tilted his head: "I don't think I have anything good to do right now."
"The phone call in the car just now, because you robbed other people's medicine?"
Fu Jingsheng: "You can also guess this?"
"Obviously." Tang Si smiled: "Whether it can be developed is another story, but that thing, you take it and return it to others."
"I don't want to trade someone else's life for mine."
Fu Jingsheng curled his lips: "I don't like your hypocritical character, you're a bitch."
"A person should live for himself." Fu Jingsheng: "Where does so much compassion come from? Her medicine was collected illegally. There are many black connections behind this sample."
"The means of auctioning him are also illegal."
Tang Si: "But I am a policeman."
"Whether someone protects me, I don't know." The man's voice was flat, and his eyes looked at him seriously: "Fu Jingsheng, I believe that there are gods three feet above my head."
After speaking, he turned and went to the toilet.
Fu Jingsheng looked at his back.
Maybe the two of them are really two different personalities.
One is really cold-blooded to the bone.
A person who is cold-blooded but treats the world with tenderness.
The latter, in fact, is only cruel to himself, only cold to himself.
Fu Jingsheng sighed.
okay.
Originally, this thing was intended as a gift, but people refused to accept it.
He has been busy for so long.
Then give it back to Chuju.
After Fu Jingsheng injected Tang Si with the relieving agent.
Tang Si bent over in pain, covered in cold sweat, and his shirt was soaked.
"Just bear with it for a while and it'll pass." Fu Jingsheng: "After the injection, it will counteract the virus in your body, and you will indeed feel uncomfortable."
"I can't help but call out."
Tang Si clenched his fists tightly. There were bulging veins on his forehead and arms, and his whole body was soaked in cold sweat.
Hair was also soaked.
Fortunately, Song Yi didn't come over.
Fu Jingsheng knew it would be painful, and if it was him, he might not be able to bear it.
The injection of the medicine is equivalent to fighting and swallowing every cell in the whole body, screaming for pain.
…
The man was panting heavily, muffled.
He spoke intermittently and his tone was weak.
"You... in your yard... the plum blossoms are very beautiful."