Wei Qing hummed, hung up the phone quickly, turned around anxiously, walked to the bed and dragged Yan Chuyang over and said, "Shen Shimin has something to do, I have to rush over right now, you sleep here obediently, if you still get promoted later If you feel hot, get up and go to the hospital to get some medicine, do you hear me?"
Yan Chuyang frowned: "What happened to her?"
"There was an emergency and I was injured."
Yan Chuyang nodded in a daze: "Then you go over quickly."
Wei Qing hummed, leaned down and kissed the boy's forehead, and said, "Be good, take care of yourself."
"I see."
Wei Qing glanced at him, turned around and walked out.
Looking at the man's anxious back, Yan Chuyang let out a long breath, staring at a certain point in the air out of focus, thinking a little pretentiously.
Look, sure enough, a painting is absolutely inferior to a person,
Between Shen Shimin and him, Wei Qing's choice was so clean and neat, without any sloppiness.
Alas, the boy sighed, pulled the quilt up over his face, and forced himself to sleep.
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I thought that I would get better after a short sleep, but Yan Chuyang felt more and more uncomfortable.
My mind is dizzy and my headache is splitting.
The temperature that dropped after Wei Qing wiped it, rose again within half an hour.
Shen Haonan played games for a while and then went out to class, Yan Chuyang was the only one in the dormitory.
There was no way, the boy gritted his teeth and got up from the bed. Following Wei Qing's example, he got himself a wet towel and wiped his forehead and shoulders, but after wiping, he felt better, and soon began to feel uncomfortable again.
After tossing back and forth, Yan Chuyang didn't bother to apply ice, so he directly pricked it on the bed and began to sleep drowsily.
After sleeping for half an hour, he gradually began to get scared.
His body was very uncomfortable, hot and cold for a while, top-heavy with fever, his body seemed to be out of his body, and he felt dizzy. He even felt that he might fall asleep and not wake up.
Must go to the hospital!
These words kept coming up in the boy's heart. He could feel the temperature on his body was very high, and it was absolutely impossible to endure it like this.
But when I tried to stand up from the bed, I was suddenly startled. After sleeping for half an hour, my body was so soft that I couldn't exert any strength at all. Let alone standing up, it was very difficult to sit on the head of the bed.
No, it doesn't work at all.
Yan Chuyang thought in panic, he wouldn't burn to death here just because he drank a little wine, right
He remembered that he had burned like this once when he was a child.
At that time, his father had just passed away, and his mother was going on a blind date to find a new family. He was disobedient and secretly ate all the ice cream in the refrigerator, and then he started to have a fever after eating.
While he was writhing uncomfortably in bed, his mother was talking to a strange man in the living room.
Yan Chuyang still remembers the bursts of laughter and conversation coming from the living room when he was clutching his chest in cold sweat.
He was so dizzy that he couldn't take it anymore, so he started calling his mother loudly. Fang Jingshu impatiently walked over from the living room, touched his forehead and said, "Son, hold on a little longer, and take this uncle away after mom sends him away." You go to the hospital."
After finishing speaking, the woman went out, and by the way, locked the door of his small bedroom tightly, and even turned off the light.
It was dark in the room.
At that time, he was too young. When he grabbed the bed sheet and looked out the window, he always felt that he was about to die. He lay on the window and kept calling for someone. He wanted Fang Jingshu to come back quickly, and he was afraid.
However, he shouted until his voice became hoarse, and he was so dry that he couldn't make a sound, and Fang Jingshu didn't come back.
That night, she stayed at that strange uncle's house.
The whole night, Yan Chuyang was alone, like an abandoned puppy, curled up in the corner, hugging his knees in a daze, shouting in his heart over and over again, mom, mom.
Later, he seemed to see his dad in a daze, and his dad was still wearing the same straight work shirt from before, looking at him with a wrinkled smile on his face.
He cried so much that he couldn't help but shout, Dad, why are you leaving? where have you been? I'm scared, I'll be good in the future, I promise I won't eat ice cream again, please don't go.
He really made up his mind at that time, if his father didn't leave, he would never touch ice cream again in his life, no matter how much he liked to eat it, he would never touch it again.
But... he still left.
When he cried and threw himself into his arms, the man who would buy him anything was blown away from him like a gust of wind.
He jumped to nothing and fell hard to the ground.
A layer of skin was torn off his knee, and when he touched it, it was wet, and he looked at it under the moonlight, only to realize that his hand was bleeding.
In this way, between sobriety and dizziness, between pain and fear, he stayed in that hut all night.
He was not found until the next afternoon.
It was seen through the window by the neighbor next door.
When he was found, the boy was lying in the corner of the wall with blood on his knees and forehead, his back tightly leaning against the wall.
Yan Chuyang kept fantasizing in his drowsiness that the cold wall was actually his mother's embrace, he was not alone, someone was hugging him.
Thinking about it this way, it seems that I am not so afraid.
After being sent to the hospital, the doctor said that he had a stomach problem and his stomach was colder than ordinary people, so he should not eat food that is too hot or too cold, otherwise it would easily lead to an abnormal rise in body temperature caused by stomach heat.
He still remembered the first words Fang Jingshu said to him when she rushed to the hospital. Her eyes were red, and she choked up and complained: "You are really a beggar, you know that I have worked so hard, why are you still so misbehaved?" , you still want to drag me down like this?"
That is to say, from that day on, Yan Chuyang really understood.
He is a drag.
He lives only as a hindrance to others.
Memories often hurt people more than swords. He thought that he had already forgotten the unbearable things when he was a child, but he didn't expect that when he got sick, these unbearable things would come back one after another.
When you are vulnerable, you will really become hypocritical, and you will become more cranky than before.