Yan Chuyang sighed and leaned back, leaning his back against the wall, curling up like he did when he was a child, but this time, he was not calling his mother, but Wei Qing.
Wei Qing, Wei Qing.
Yan Chuyang shouted from the bottom of his heart over and over again, come and save me, I'm going to die of pain.
But the room is quiet, just like ten years ago, he is still the same person, like an abandoned child who can only rely on the wall to keep warm.
When the fever reached the point where his throat became tight, Yan Chuyang finally couldn't take it anymore, raised his hand, and with trembling fingertips, he took the mobile phone by the bedside, dialed the shortcut key "1", and called Wei Qing.
"Beep beep beep" the phone rang for a long time before being picked up.
"Hello?" Wei Qing's voice was full of impatience, "What's the matter? I have something to talk about."
"Wei Qing." Yan Chuyang gritted his teeth and said coldly, "I think I have a fever again, I feel very uncomfortable, can you come over and take me to the hospital."
There was silence on the other end of the phone, and then the man quickly said, "Chuyang, listen to me, I can't make it through now, cheer yourself up, get dressed and go out, you can find the way to your school hospital, right? I'll... Wei Qing for a while."
Suddenly, Shen Shimin's delicate and weak voice came from the phone. "Come here and help me, Selina said her leg hurts."
"Chuyang." Wei Qing said anxiously, "Be good, I really can't make it through now, I will rush over here as soon as I finish my work, I will call Wei Yuan, don't be afraid, now..."
Yan Chuyang hung up before finishing listening.
You don't need to listen anymore, the other party has already spoken clearly.
Be good, I'll come over and take you to the hospital when I'm done, heh, it's really like what Fang Jingshu said back then.
"Son, be good. Mom will come and take you to the hospital after sending this uncle home."
However, she didn't come back, it was all fake, everything was just an excuse.
It was the same ten years ago, and it will be the same ten years later.
One is his close relative and the other is his beloved.
It's just a changed person who lied to him.
Yan Chuyang closed his eyes and sighed in his heart, forget it, no one will come to save him anyway, the more he thinks about it, the colder his heart will become.
The boy pulled up the quilt to cover his head, forced himself to close his eyes as if trying to escape, and continued to sleep drowsily.
After an unknown amount of time, someone lifted his quilt and dragged him out of the bed.
"Brother." Wei Yuan touched the boy's scalded face in horror and said, "How caring are you, you can sleep so comfortably after being burnt like this."
Yan Chuyang shook his dizzy head, squinted his eyes and looked at the person in front of him, and said hoarsely: "Wei Yuan..."
"I'm here, I'm here." Wei Yuan helped him up, let him lean against the back of the bed, and lowered his body to find shoes for him.
Yan Chuyang coughed, leaned his head on the bed frame very weakly and said: "I feel so uncomfortable, my heart is dying of pain."
"I know." Wei Yuan sighed, "Why don't I find you shoes? Put on your shoes and I'll take you to the hospital."
With his face pressed against the cold bed frame and his red eyes, Yan Chuyang said in a muffled voice, "Wei Yuan, am I going to die? I was dreaming just now, and I actually dreamed that my grandma came to find me."
Wei Yuan was startled, and hurriedly tugged at the boy's wrist and shouted, "What are you talking about! Your grandma won't look for you, you live a long life and become rich!"
"No." Yan Chuyang shook his head, stared at a certain point in the air out of focus and muttered, "My grandma said that she was most afraid of being bullied by myself, so she saw me being thrown away. I felt distressed, so I came to see me again.”
"No one threw you away!" Wei Yuan shouted anxiously, "You are so kind, everyone cares about you."
Yan Chuyang smiled bitterly, and murmured hysterically: "No, he doesn't care about me, I was just hired by him, and I still get his salary. In his eyes, I'm just an employee. He is the big boss, how could he care about me?"
"Okay, stop talking."
Wei Yuan lifted the quilt for him, moved his feet down and said, "Put on your shoes, I'll take you to the hospital."
Yan Chuyang leaned against the back of the bed weakly, and Ren Weiyuan helped him put on his shoes.
Seeing the boy's weak state, Wei Yuan was so anxious that his heart was on fire.
He lived with Yan Chuyang since he was a child, so he knew his physical condition very well.
Yan Chuyang's physical condition was very poor when he was a child, and he was very sick. He went to the hospital every three days, either with a fever or a cold.
In his memory, Yan Chuyang was a sick little porcelain baby when he was five or six years old.
I usually don't eat spicy food or cold food, even if I take good care of it, when the weather is cold, I still feel uncomfortable.
The whole thing is just a piece of ceramic, which cannot be touched or touched.
It seems that this is the reason why Fang Jingshu finally chose to abandon him when she remarried.
After all, no one wants to bring a weak and sick child as a burden.
That is to say, in the past few years, Yan Chuyang has grown up, strengthened his usual exercise, and his physical condition is a little better than before, at least his resistance is much stronger, unlike the previous medicine that could not leave his body.
But this time the illness was too sudden, the fever was so severe, and the whole body seemed to be hit by something, and he was so depressed that he was really afraid that something would happen to him.
"Hold on." Wei Yuan straightened up and patted the boy's face, "I'll take you to the hospital right away, cheer up."
Yan Chuyang was confused for a while, and when he opened his eyes and saw the person in front of him, he suddenly gritted his teeth: "What is he! Isn't he just handsome, just a skinny, and pretending to be cold, wait a minute ! When I win the game, when I have money, I throw a lot of money in his face, and I tell him, don't pretend to be reserved! I like you, I want to fuck you!"
"I'll go." Wei Yuan anxiously raised his hand to cover the boy's mouth and said, "Keep your voice down, what's the good thing about having sex with others? You still want to say it?"
Yan Chuyang shook his hand away, stared into his red eyes and said, "Wei Yuan, I have a fever, you send me to the hospital quickly, I can't die."
Wei Yuan was amused: "How the hell did you die with a fever? Now that I think about it, I feel sorry for my life. What's the point of not being able to hide under the covers just now?"