When the consciousness was hazy, the ears heard buzzing ravings, like insects flying.
If he is dead and in hell, it may be the whispering of a ghost.
Maybe they are discussing which layer of hell they should send him to.
"Wake up, wake up!" Shang Bei's greeting attracted everyone.
"How is it?" Xu Nuo stood by the bed and looked at him.
Huai Xing also opened his eyes slowly, and saw one head after another, before he could see clearly, he was blinded by the light.
"Fuck you kid!" Xu Nuo couldn't help wanting to take a picture of him, but he was afraid of ruining him.
Huai Xing also moved his eyes, and said, "I'm not dead."
"What the hell!" Xu Nuo scolded, "How old are you! Live to be one hundred and eighty!"
Everyone is happy.
"Okay," the doctor came over, "Let's not talk about one hundred and eight, living a hundred is already amazing."
Everyone is happy again.
Promised: "Unexpectedly, the doctor would still joke?"
The doctor glared, "I'm not old either."
He looked at the patient on the bed: "Notify your family that none of your friends have a phone number for your home."
Huai Xing's smile froze back just now, and he turned his head and stopped talking.
He Qingye remained silent.
"What for?" asked the doctor.
"I don't know." Huai Xing also took a breath, "I have no family."
Xu Nuo and Shangbei looked at each other, and they both saw the same doubt in each other's eyes.
The doctor looked at him and paused: "Are there any brothers and sisters? What about relatives?"
"No."
"Okay," the doctor nodded, "Then do you understand your own physical condition?"
Huai Xing also turned to look at him.
"I mean the pheromone instability aspect."
Huai Xing also lowered his eyes: "I know."
The doctor took a deep breath: "I know, yes, you young people just like to work."
"Hospitalized for observation for a few days," the doctor said, "you can leave the hospital only if you have nothing to do."
Huai Xing also glanced over and didn't say anything.
Others didn't know what to do.
"It's getting late now," the doctor looked at the people beside him, "you all go back."
"Where's Wang Ye?" Huai Xing also asked.
"You're sleeping next door." Shang Bei pulled the curtain to reveal Wang Ye who was on the bed next to him. "This man dared to beat his life when he drank too much."
"Okay, okay," the doctor began to chase people away, "Why are you proud of fighting, look at the injuries on your body, go back quickly, it's so late."
Everyone nodded.
"Let's go, see you two tomorrow."
The three of them left the ward with the doctor.
Jin Zhou at the door turned his head to look at He Qingye after seeing the person coming out: "Have you finished watching?"
Monk Xu Nuo Bei tacitly stepped forward and pretended not to know anything.
He Qingye frowned and said, "Well, let's go."
Jin Zhou grabbed his wrist and pulled him back from behind the two of them, his eyes were calm and his voice was cold: "You have to follow me, the rest of the time has to be mine."
The promise in front opened his eyes.
The two ate big melons.
***
Only Huai Xingye and Wang Ye were left in the ward.
He turned his head to look at Wang Ye, who was sleeping soundly in the next bed, and suddenly felt relieved.
The hospital is not a good place, after all, it witnesses the death of witnesses every day.
But in the hospital, he knew there were people here, and there were people next to him.
It seems that compared to the depression of no one at home, the smell of disinfectant in the hospital made him feel more relieved.
His head still hurts.
Huai Xing also stared at the ceiling quietly for a while, then slowly closed his eyes.
In the dark night, he saw someone approaching his hospital bed.
Huai Xing also squinted to see who was the person beside the bed, and suddenly saw that person's magnified face appear in front of him.
An omega, a born vulnerable group, who else do you want to protect
Liao Ke!
Huai Xing also wanted to get up straight, but his hands grabbed his neck and pressed him on the bed, unable to move. His hands clasped the palms on his neck like pliers, but he couldn't move.
He seemed to smell the other party's pheromone, and his whole body hurt!
I can hardly breathe...
'Who do you want to save? Want to see what your friend looked like before he died? ! '
don't, don't...
"Xingye!" Wang Ye patted his cheek in a panic, and saw that the person on the bed was curled up into a ball, frowning as if he was about to kill a bug.
A thin layer of sweat dripped from his body, and he clutched his arm in pain and babbled.
If it wasn't for the influence of his pheromone, Wang Ye might not be able to wake up until now.
"Huai Xing also!" Wang Ye shouted, and then quickly pressed the button on the bedside.
"Uh..." Huai Xing also pinched his arm, it hurt so much.
My whole body hurts like I'm about to die.
"Doctor, doctor! Hurry up!" Wang Ye hurriedly gave up his seat to give them a diagnosis. He watched for a while, and watched them leave the ward with their beds.
"Hey! This..."
One person stopped him: "You rest."
After speaking, he closed the door and left.
Wang Ye moved his lips and sat back on the bed dejectedly.
A drunk person like him can hear Huai Xing also grunting in pain, one can imagine how much pain he is in.
Originally, he had a bad headache after being hungover, but when he turned around and saw Huai Xing, he woke up immediately.
Wang Ye sat on the bed thinking.
Is it serious? Did you get hit in other places besides the head in the fight yesterday? Will something happen
Thinking about it, he clicked his tongue irritably, lay back on the bed and stared at the ceiling.
When Huai Xing also woke up again, the lamp above his head was still shining brightly, and the night seemed extraordinarily long today.
He glanced over and saw the needle buried on the back of his hand.
When he looked up, he saw that there were still two large bottles of needle water left on the top of his head.
Huai Xing also withdrew his gaze, he became extremely tired now.
"Are you awake?" The doctor came in and said bluntly, "Call your partner over."
Huai Xing's eyes also flickered.
"Don't be stupid," the doctor frowned, "Do you know how serious your current physical condition is?"
Huai Xing also looked away and did not speak.
"..." The doctor pursed his lips and folded his hands, with a very serious expression.
He walked out of the ward after a while, and he wasn't forcing him to contact anyone. After all, everyone's family situation is different.
Huai Xing also looked out of the window, the sky seemed to be dimly lit.
The room was empty when he came to his senses, he got up and pulled out the infusion needle and left the hospital.
The money was transferred to Wang Ye, but he probably hasn't left yet.
Nothing happened to him after that.
When he walked out of the hospital, the sky had turned pale, about six or seven in the morning
I don't know, this night is too long.
Huaixing also took a taxi and went home.
Stomach pain along the way made him shrink in the corner and tighten his clothes, leaning against the glass and gritting his teeth to endure.
When he got home he thought he had lost half his life.
Even when walking, he had to lean on the wall and move slowly. Because he couldn't squat, he knelt on the ground and searched hard for the pills.
He didn't have the strength to fetch any more water, so he had to throw it into his mouth and swallow it with saliva, the bitterness of the pill permeated his mouth and tongue.
The bitter taste made him collapse on the ground with a wrinkled face, and his body curled up against the cold floor.
Huai Xing also looked at the ground with his eyes, and now he—
Really embarrassed and dilapidated like ants, dying.
If he is really going to die, he must be in pain before he dies.
Huai Xing also closed his eyes, silently chanting Wei Xulan's name in his heart.
He misses him so much now...
But he was too embarrassed.
He didn't know how he fell asleep, nor how long he woke up after sleeping.
It was probably the best sleep he'd had in a while—nothing but darkness.
It's also quiet.
Huaixing also got up to look at the cabinet that he had messed up, and stretched out his hand to arrange the medicine boxes and pills in an orderly manner.
His body was probably about to be crippled by himself, but it was hard for him to stand up from the ground.
All the bones in his body felt as if they were falling apart, making him uncomfortable.
He went into the kitchen to get some food, and the cell phone in the living room seemed to be ringing all the time, sometimes vibrating, sometimes calling.
It chirped endlessly like a bird.
But Huai Xing didn't have the energy to look at it, and the back and forth journey felt like it would take a lot of effort for him.
After eating, his stomach finally seemed to be comfortable, and it was no longer so uncomfortable that he couldn't ignore it.
He picked up the mobile phone on the table and looked at it, all of them asked him where he was now.
He sent a group message, and then there was no more text.
After packing up the used things, he went upstairs, and when he entered the bathroom and wanted to take a shower, he found in the mirror that his head was wrapped in bandages.
Had he been here all this time
Huai Xing also stared at himself in the mirror for a moment, then raised his hand to touch his cheek.
It turns out that he will have such a state—
His face was blue, his lips were pale, and his cheeks seemed to have sunken in overnight, like a critically ill patient.
He lowered his hand, suddenly thankful that Wei Xulan wasn't there.
In that case, he wouldn't be able to see himself like this.
After taking a bath, blood flowed from the broken skin on his forehead, flowed down his cheeks to the corners of his eyes and went down.
Huai Xing also wiped off the blood and had to go downstairs again to look for bandages.
He imitated the way the doctor bandaged him in the hospital, but it was still ugly, and the hair tied inside made him uncomfortable.
But it's okay to tie it up like this.
There was a mark on the back of his hand, probably because he was too rough when pulling out the needle.
But fortunately, he finally cleaned himself up.
Huai Xing also stayed at home obediently, didn't touch the phone much, but wanted to take good care of himself. After today, tomorrow's life will be on the right track.
But the pain in his body at night cost him half his life.
His whole body was like being bitten by bugs, so he gritted his teeth and closed his eyes tightly.
Whenever this time, he always thinks about some messy things, such as he doesn't seem to like to cry anymore after his brother left, because no one will coax him anymore.
So dare not cry.
Even if I lose a fight, I don’t like to cry, it’s just pain, there’s nothing I can’t bear.
But now he couldn't bear the pain and cried, his body rolled over on the bed and fell to the ground, it seemed that his body hurt more and more from being hit.
He gasped with his mouth open, stared at the roof with his eyes open, and there was a choked cry in his throat.
Maybe, he is going to die...
That's what he thought whenever the pain came.
When he comes back to life, Huai Xing may also think—maybe, it's not time for him to die.
When he was able to survive the bone-piercing pain, he would lie weakly and wait for the pain in his body to gradually dissipate, staring at the darkness with his eyes open.
When you can't get over it, sleep with the pain.
The consequence of this is probably the discomfort of being tortured even in the dream.
He hasn't been to school during this period of time, and sometimes he would laugh at himself and think—
They are almost dead and still go to school.