The infirmary of the police station lacked diagnostic equipment, so it dealt with more trauma. Xie Qingcheng was eventually taken to the hospital by Chen Man.
Chen slow was busy registering in the emergency room at night, taking medicine, and waiting for the blood test report. Xie Qingcheng leaned on the cold iron chair in the hospital, closed his eyes and rested.
After a while, Chen slow came back from the window with the test report that Zhang Gang typed out in his hand.
On the report sheet, there was a line that made Chen slow suspect that he was blind - mango allergy.
"Comrade, you are so old, you should know what your allergies are, right?" The doctor in the night emergency department pushed up his glasses and said to Xie Qingcheng, "This is too careless, look at this indicator, How scary."
While talking, while writing dragons and snakes, he prescribed a bunch of medicines like ghosts.
"We usually give anti-allergy shots to patients with such severe reactions, but he needs to be given three days in a row. If you are busy with work, there is a kind of salt water recently. It's enough to hang up tonight. Let's see what you want. kind."
Xie Qingcheng didn't like anti-allergy shots, and he didn't want to go to the hospital for three days in a row.
"Hang on the water," he said.
The two went to the infusion room.
Xie Qingcheng was intolerant. If the needle was fast, he would faint and feel nauseous, so after the nurse left, he slowed down the drip.
Chen was busy going back and forth, quickly finishing all the formalities, and then sat down beside Xie Qingcheng.
He stared at Xie Qingcheng's profile with his eyes closed for a while, and said softly, "Brother, don't you never eat mangoes?"
Xie Qingcheng felt extremely unlucky: "Am I fucking unlucky and blind?"
Chen Slow is used to being scolded innocently. His brother is Xie Qingcheng's father's apprentice. He has been in contact with Xie Qingcheng since he was a child. He knows this elder brother's temperament. When the elder brother is embarrassed, you better pretend not to see it. Like myself, I will definitely be criticized.
Chen slow sighed: "You sit down, I'll pour you some hot water."
He quickly went back and forth, took a paper cup, and handed it hot to Xie Qing's slightly cool fingertips: "Brother, have a drink."
Xie Qingcheng opened his eyes, took it, and took a few sips.
"Who lied to you to eat mango?" Chen Gan looked at his weak appearance and said softly, "It's too fucking immoral."
After Xie Qingcheng finished drinking the water, his tone finally calmed down a little: "The debt collector..."
Isn't it a debt collector
he thinks.
Every time I meet He Yu, there is nothing good.
Of course, he knew that he was allergic to mangoes, and the reaction was very serious. In addition to the redness and hotness of the skin, people would also have a high fever. This kind of fruit is a biochemical weapon that he has known to avoid since he was seven or eight years old. Even his little sister, who is greedy for mangoes from greedy to drooling, can only accommodate him. For the safety of his life, he will never put anything that tastes like mango. Bring into the house.
After a long time, he has forgotten what mango tastes like. When he and He Yu were in Neverland, it was late, and he couldn't see the fruit filling in the cake embryo. He even ate the mango mousse as a yellow peach cake.
Xie Qingcheng sighed: "I'll sleep for a while, are you in a hurry to go back?"
"Oh." Chen said slowly, "No rush, I'm not in a hurry. I'll accompany you."
Xie Qingcheng was so tired and uncomfortable that he fell asleep on the chair with his eyelashes drooping.
The air conditioner in the infusion room was turned on a little low, and the patient was prone to chills during the infusion. Chen Gan saw Xie Qingcheng frowning slightly in his sleep. He seemed to feel that the temperature was not appropriate, so he got up and took off his uniform and put the Tibetan blue The colored coat covered Xie Qingcheng.
Feeling the warmth, Xie Qingcheng's brows slowly unfolded. Chen slow looked at his heroic and tough face attentively, without feeling that time passed slowly...
"Change the bottle."
After some time, an emergency nurse came.
The nurse was a shift nurse and took the place of the previous one, but when she came over and saw Xie Qingcheng, she was stunned for a moment—
She is Xie Qingcheng's old colleague in the first hospital in Shanghai, but the relationship is not very good. Seeing that the person hanging water is him, her face is a little heavy, and her eyes are moving back and forth between Xie Qingcheng and Chen Wan, still in Xie Qing He paused for a few seconds on the draped police uniform.
Chen slow didn't know why, so politely: "I'm sorry to trouble you."
The nurse sneered and said in a procrastination: "You're welcome. Who are you?"
"...I..." Chen Slow's face turned red involuntarily, "My friend."
"Oh, my friend." The nurse smiled. "Comrade police officer is really working hard. He sent his friend in the middle of the night and guarded him."
"..." Chen slow felt that her words were yin and yang, but she didn't take it to heart. The nurse turned around and walked away after changing the bottle. Along the way, she took out her mobile phone and sent some messages to the group of colleagues.
It was in the second half of the night when Xie Qingcheng infused the supernatant. The three bottles were hung up at the slowest speed, and it was already morning when he woke up.
He has allergies, it is not easy to heal, and the reaction is violent. At this moment, the needle is pulled out and it is still very uncomfortable. Chen slow said to him: "Brother, put on your clothes first, don't catch a cold."
Xie Qingcheng didn't have much strength, so he answered and walked out in Chen Slow's uniform.
The lobby of the hospital was crowded with people at the moment, and the Shanghai No. 1 Hospital was the place with the most people. Chen Wan took the medical records to get the oral medicine, and asked Xie Qingcheng to wait in a less crowded place.
Xie Qingcheng closed his eyes and leaned against the wall. After a while, he felt footsteps approaching—
Someone stopped in front of him.
Xie Qingcheng thought it was Chen slow and opened his eyes: "Is everything okay?"
Saying that, without looking at anyone, he straightened up: "You have worked hard for you today, let's go."
"... Xie Qingcheng."
The voice came into my ears, and Xie Qingcheng raised his head abruptly.
It was a well-defined, handsome and gentle face.
Standing in front of him turned out to be the culprit who made him like this - He Yu.
He Yu stared at him: "Why are you here?"
Xie Qingcheng's face suddenly turned ugly.
What's more, they quarreled again on the island last night. After Xie Qingcheng and He Yu reunited, it seemed that every time they met, there would be a quarrel. In the final analysis, He Yu has grown up and his wings have hardened. He no longer feels terrible about Xie Qingcheng like he did when he was a child. He is in awe of Xie Qingcheng. He has learned to contradict this man from various angles, so that this man is uncomfortable. And he was cool.
Xie Qingcheng didn't want a young man to see his jokes, his eyebrows and eyes gradually became cold and sharp, his back was straight, and he didn't look sick: "It's nothing. I have something to deal with."
He looked at He Yu: "What are you doing in the hospital again?"
Saying that, his eyes drooped, and he landed on the hospital medicine bag He Yu was holding.
He Yu put the bag back calmly, and said lightly: "My roommate is sick, I can drive easily and get some medicine for him."
"… "
"… "
The two stared at each other, hiding their true selves.
After a while, He Yu said, "The clothes on your shoulders..."
It was only then that Xie Qingcheng realized that he was still wearing Chen Wan's uniform, with a snow-white suit shirt and a police uniform draped over his shoulders, which was really eye-catching. No wonder He Yu could see him immediately in the crowd.
"friend's."
"Are you waiting for him?"
Xie Qingcheng nodded perfunctorily.
He Yu was also in a bad mood at the moment. Xie Xue's love letter gave him too much stimulation, and the medicine he usually took could not be suppressed. He came to prescribe a new medicine. In fact, when he saw Xie Qingcheng just now, he didn't think much of it. I just remembered that Xie Qingcheng was Xie Xue's brother, and the hospital ran into him, so I should ask a few questions.
At this time, he didn't want to say anything more to Xie Qingcheng, let alone meet Xie Qingcheng's friends.
He said, "Then I'll go first. I still have something to do."
He Yu left.
Xie Qingcheng frowned slightly when he looked at his back. He knew that when He Yu's condition worsened, some medicines were only available in the top three hospitals. Could it be...
"Brother Xie." At this time, Chen Gan came back, interrupting Xie Qingcheng's thoughts, "The medicine is ready, I'll take you back."
He noticed Xie Qingcheng's gaze and followed it, but He Yu just disappeared into the surging crowd.
Chen Qian asked, "What's wrong?"
"...Nothing." Xie Qingcheng said.
Otherwise what can he say
Encountered the culprit
Xie Qingcheng said, "Let's go."
"Oh well, brother, be careful with the steps."
Half an hour later, Chen Slow drove him back to the single-person dormitory of Shanghai Medical Department. Chen Slow hung his uniform coat on the hanger at the door, and then went to the kitchen to prepare the medicine and handed it to Xie Qingcheng to watch him slowly. drink it.
"Brother." Chen slow thought for a while, "Did you meet any acquaintance in the hospital just now?"
"… "
"Also, a nurse came to change the bottle for you last night, and the attitude was weird."
Xie Qingcheng ignored him this time: "Does the nurse have a long face and a mole under her lips, about 30 or 40 years old?"
"right."
"That was Nurse Zhou who used to follow an old doctor." Xie Qingcheng said, "It's nothing, she and I don't get along very well."
Xie Qingcheng took the medicine and felt tired again, so he lay down on the sofa.
He thought about it and found it annoying, whether it was an old colleague from Shanghai No. 1 Hospital or He Yu, it was annoying to him. Xie Qing liked to smoke when he was annoyed, especially in the infusion room last night. He stayed up all night without touching a lighter, and now he moved his arm away from his eyes and said to Chen Gan who was sitting next to him. : "Have a cigarette."
Chen slow paled in shock: "You can't smoke! Your indicator—you see—"
"Look, I'm a doctor and you're a doctor, smoke."
"No, no!"
"Whether it's not or not?"
"No, no—" Chen slow stammered.
Xie Qingcheng pulled at the front of his shirt and accurately found a packet of Liqun from the pocket of the police uniform.
Chen slow: "..."
Xie Qingcheng: "Fire."
Chen slow sighed heavily, and really had no choice: "Brother Xie, it's really bad for you to be like this, if uncles and aunts know about it..."
He also accidentally mentioned Xie Qingcheng's parents. As a result, Xie Qingcheng's face was ugly, and Chen slow didn't dare to say anything, and whispered: "I'm sorry."
Then he handed the lighter to Xie Qingcheng unwillingly, watching him slowly commit suicide.
Xie Qingcheng took a few puffs of cigarettes, his pale and slender hands hung down by the sofa, his eyes were empty, and he looked at the ceiling.
Then he said to Chen slow, "I've been busy all night, and I've delayed your work. Thank you. You can go back first."
"...what's the delay..."
But Xie Qingcheng could no longer point at Chen slow to be busy, he insisted: "Go back and rest."
Chen slow had no choice, and thought for a while: "Brother, I'm worried about you, I feel that your mango allergy must be tricked by some wicked grandson, who wants to recruit you, tell me, I'm a policeman now, I can deal with it he-"
"What can you do?" Xie Qingcheng finally rolled his eyes, looked at the boy's childish face next to him, raised his hand and pulled his hat down, covering half of his eyes, "You can do it, shoulders What can you do without a few flowers? Let me tell you, go back and be your police officer, don’t be rude. Your brother has left, and you are the only son in your family. You can save your parents some snacks.”
"… I see… "
Chen slow lowered his head silently.
Xie Qingcheng leaned back on the soft cushion as if he was relieved, and he was very disappointed: "Go back."
Chen slow had to leave.
This boy is a good boy, but he is too reckless and hurried about everything. Xie Qingcheng knew what he was doing as a policeman. His brother died in the anti-gang action, and he wanted to avenge his brother. But the silly boy was too stupid, and his ability was not enough. In the end, he was only assigned to the police station, and he didn't get into the criminal investigation team where his brother was. He was actually unwilling, Xie Qingcheng could see it.
But Xie Qingcheng felt that this could not be better.
His brother used to follow his parents too closely, and he became more and more involved step by step. In his heart, he felt a sense of indebtedness to Chen Gan's family.
Now Chen Wan is a small policeman at the grassroots level, catching thieves every day, and looking for dogs for the old man.
This night, he slept in a drowsy sleep, and it was not until the next morning that Xie Qingcheng was woken up by the ringing of his mobile phone.
"Hey."
The call was from Xie Xue, and the little girl was washing while calling in the dormitory: "Hey, brother... Hey? What's wrong with your throat?"
"It's okay, I didn't pay attention when I was eating, I ate a mango."
Xie Xue: "What??!! You are allergic and you still—"
"I said I didn't pay attention, what's the matter with you?"
"Oh, it's okay." Xie Xue said, "I'm just saying hello to you. We have an autumn tour after class today and we're going to Nanshi."
Xie Qingcheng coughed a few times, only to feel that his body was on fire, and it was very hot, and said: "Then you go, pay attention to safety on the road, and don't go to remote places alone with anyone. I told you about the Chengkang Hospital. It's your luck, in case..."
"Okay, I know. Don't worry! Brother, you should also pay attention to your body."
The brothers and sisters said a few more words, Xie Xue hung up the phone for fear of disturbing Xie Qingcheng's rest.
After finishing the call, she pondered for a while, and gave He Yu another voice—
…
Xie Qingcheng fell asleep again.
He is very good at taking care of others, but he is not very good at taking care of himself. After Chen slow brought him back, he took two pills and smoked a few cigarettes, and he hasn't even eaten any food until now. He was so sick that he was too lazy to make a fire, and he fell asleep anyway.
I don't know how long I slept this time, but in the blur, Xie Qingcheng could vaguely hear the click of the door lock, and his consciousness was like a kite flying in the air, pulled back from his sleep by the thread.
He didn't open his eyes, but he knew someone was coming in.
In a trance, he thought it was Xie Xue, only Xie Xue had the key to his dormitory.
Isn't she going to go out for an autumn tour? It's not convenient for a new teacher to be absent for such an event in a college. Why did she come here...
Xie Qingcheng thought like this, but he turned over, not wanting to be disturbed by his sister, and subconsciously wanted to roll up the quilt, but unfortunately, after rolling for a long time, he found that he was empty, and only then did he realize that he had been lying on the sofa since he came back. , not even the shirt cufflinks were loosened.
While frowning irritably, his body suddenly became hot.
The person who entered his room came over, looked at him for a while, and covered him with a thin air-conditioned blanket.
Xie Qingcheng wanted to open his eyes, but he was really sleepy, only the silhouette of a tall boy was vaguely reflected in his twitching eyelashes, and then he closed his heavy eyelids.
When I woke up again, it was already evening. The floor of the dormitory had been mopped and washed diligently, the doors and windows were opened for ventilation, the curtains were blowing with a slightly damp breeze, and the snow-white tulle swayed back and forth in the afterglow of the sunset.
Xie Qingcheng narrowed his eyes slightly, one arm stretched out from under the air-conditioning blanket that was being heated by him, and the back of his hand was hidden in front of his eyes.
There was another male voice in the room, which seemed to be on the phone: "Well... OK. Then I will come in a few days.... It doesn't matter, you don't need a long time, and I also want to gain some extra-professional experience, not counting. trouble."
"Don't worry, Sister Feng, the leave has been requested. Knowing that you are in difficulty, there will be no surprises."
"Well, okay, then I'll hang up."
The sick Xie Qingcheng finally realized that the voice was He Yu's.
Xie Qingcheng sat up abruptly, and turned his head to look in the direction of the sound—
He Yu just finished the phone call and walked out of the kitchen. Holding a wooden tray in his hand, he walked over to him, and the tray dropped on the coffee table.
There is a big bowl of Meinong on the plate, which is full of chicken porridge. The chicken soup should have been boiled for a long time, showing an attractive milky white color. The japonica rice is simmered in the broth, and each piece of rice is covered with a mellow and white broth, the snow-white chicken floats in it, and a little crispy white sesame seeds are sprinkled on the porridge.
"...You're awake?...Since you're awake, drink it while it's hot. I made it according to the recipe on the Internet."
After a few seconds of pause, he continued:
"I saw the test sheet and medicine sheet on your desk."
"… "
"You went to the emergency department last night to hang out. Isn't it?"
Xie Qingcheng stretched his forehead with his hand for a while and sat up from the sofa.
When he was sure that his throat would no longer be as miserable as a broken bellows, he opened his mouth again: "Why are you here?"
He Yu's state doesn't seem right, he's too calm, and there's some unspeakable gloom in his calmness.
Although Xie Qingcheng was ill, he vaguely sensed his abnormality. He looked along He Yu's hand, and found that the young man's arm was wrapped in a bandage, and further up, the almond eyes that had been hanging down seemed to be a little red.
Xie Qingcheng remembered the medicine he prescribed in the hospital again.
But before he asked anything, He Yu leaned over, put his hand over Xie Qingcheng's shoulder, leaned on the sofa behind him, looked down at the man lying on the sofa, and said, "Xie Qingcheng, Your mango allergy is so serious, why did you tell me it was okay in the hospital?"
"... Xie Xue told you?"
"Yes. She asked me to see you and said that you were not feeling well, and that her voice was hoarse when talking to her."
"… "
The boy stared at him: "I gave you food. I made you like this. Why did you hide it from me, why didn't you come to me, and why didn't you tell me the truth in the hospital."
"...It's not necessary, you didn't do it on purpose, you didn't know I was allergic to mango." Xie Qingcheng's tone was calm, "I'll just find someone else."
This sentence did not satisfy He Yu. On the contrary, He Yu stared at Xie Qingcheng with something more dangerous: "... I don't think I'm so bad that I made people like this for a while. Throwing hands is not responsible."
"… "
"So in your heart, what do I look like?"
"… "
you
Xie Qingcheng frowned - besides him, who else
But He Yu seemed to be in a bad mood, and Xie Qingcheng didn't ask any more questions.
He Yu was quiet for a while, probably feeling that he was a little lost, he straightened up slowly, and said, "... Forget it."
He got up and poured a glass of water for Xie Qingcheng, then packed Xie Qingcheng's laboratory test list, and sighed when he saw the terrible value of allergic reaction on it.
"Nothing else, I'll go back first."
Xie Qingcheng, out of his instinct to treat him for seven years, stopped him: "He Yu."
"how?"
Xie Qingcheng frowned slightly: "Did something happen to you?"
"… no."
"Then what's with the gauze on your wrist. And the medicine you went to the hospital today—"
He Yu put on his school uniform jacket, and said without looking back: "I have already told you about the medicine, it is for classmates. Your stove is too messy on my wrist. I was burned when I was packing. ."
As soon as he stretched his arm, the gauze was hidden under the wide sleeves of the college uniform.
He Yu was silent for a while, and then seemed to really not know what to say, paused for a moment and said:
"I still have evening self-study, so let's go first. You remember to call Xie Xue and tell her that I have been here."
Xie Qingcheng agreed, but looking at him, he still felt something was wrong.
After thinking about it, he asked: "Xie Xue has already gone to the autumn tour, why didn't you go?"
The young man bowed his head and bent over to tie his shoelaces for a moment. From this angle of Xie Qingcheng, he couldn't see his face clearly, but he could only see half of his lower jaw hidden in the shadows, with sharp and long lines.
"It's so boring. Many of them are from the acting department. I have nothing in common with them and don't want to participate."
Fastening his shoelaces forcefully, before Xie Qingcheng could ask any more questions, He Yu had already pushed out the door.