Xiaoman

Xia Liang, although he has been fighting a lot since a certain period, but because of his better skills, in retrospect, he has never been really hurt by anyone.

He himself thinks that the hang that can bear the pain is relatively easy, and he doesn’t take it seriously when he touches it a little bit. If the skin is bleeding, he will use hydrogen peroxide to flush it. Sometimes he doesn’t even bother to flush it. Just wipe the back of his hand. Why what.

Once forgot why, his mother picked up a small stool and swung it at his back. He lowered his head to block it, and the leg of the stool hit the back of the ear. After a lot of effort, I felt that the socket of my neck was full of blood, and only after touching it did I find that there was a big cut.

His mother was stupefied after she finished swinging, staring at him in a daze, the first person to react was his grandfather, without a word of nonsense, pulled a towel for him to cover the gap, pushed his mother away and took him straight to the clinic Stitching, mobility is the best among the three generations of old, middle-aged and young people.

Three stitches or four stitches, I forgot, and now I can feel the scar left after the stitches were removed.

Xia Liang felt that the hair on his left temple was a bit thinner than that on the right, probably because of the shaving and stitching at that time.

He didn't know why he suddenly thought of those things at this moment, and several other people on the small court hurried over. This time, no one dared to touch him casually. Dumbfounded, some said the infirmary and some said go directly to the hospital. I don't know which idiot still said "120".

Xia Liang was in so much pain that he didn't want to speak, so he laughed angrily.

He didn't laugh halfway, as if there was a tendon in his arm that was directly connected to his temple, and he felt dizzy when he moved.

Hold.

It's a fucking pain.

"Call a car." He held his arms and walked out of the circle surrounded by these bastards.

No matter how painful he was, he still had basic common sense. In just half a minute, half of his forearm was swollen, and it was useless to go to the infirmary.

Three or four people hurriedly took out their mobile phones, and the person who had just been elbowed by him scolded him, and ran to the school gate first: "I'll stop at the gate, and wait for you to call a car to come over, and then his arm will grow... Tell Lao Shang One sound!"

"I'll go." The person standing on the side of the road followed and ran away.

"Thank you." Xia Liang didn't know Lao Shang, so he said something.

"They're all classmates." The man waved at him.

Xia Liang took two steps forward, suddenly remembered that there was another Liu Xiaoman, and looked back, Liu Xiaoman was still beside the street lamp, he was blocked by this group of people rushing over suddenly, he probably hadn't realized the situation yet , with a dazed and astonished face, was about to squeeze towards him.

"You go back to class." Xia Liang said to him.

After he finished speaking, he didn't care about Liu Xiaoman any more, and walked away with his arms frowned.

There were two other people who went with him, both of whom were acquainted, plus Guo Wei who was going to call a taxi, there were four in total.

Xia Liang didn't care about it at first, and waited for the taxi stopped by Guo Wei. The car drove out to a traffic light. Face asked them inexplicably: "What are you two doing here?"

"Where's your face, Xia Liang?" Fang Zheng on the left looked at him with his long face blowing wind towards the car window.

"I chose to accompany you to the hospital. Brother Liang, you should hug us and cry now, do you know?" Gao Yuxiang on the right said while sending a voice message to his girlfriend: "Accompany you to the hospital. You bring food and buy some from the small supermarket."

After sending it out, he pursed his lips and chased after it: "What!"

"Get lost." Xia Liang and Fang Zheng turned their heads in disgust at the same time.

"You just gave someone a red envelope." Guo Wei turned from the passenger seat and said.

"Xia Liang, what's your situation?" He asked Xia Liang again, "It's broken?"

"I don't know." Xia Liang tried to move his arm to feel it again, but the pain stopped as soon as he lifted it.

"Hey, stop messing around, I'll fuck you," Guo Wei yelled, "It's as swollen as if his mother had opened it."

"...Is this how 'blessing' is used?" Fang Zheng asked after a second of silence.

"Whatever, don't you understand what I mean, you're still babbling." Guo Wei said.

"What!" Gao Yuxiang sent another message.

Xia Liang closed his eyes and leaned back against the chair, sighing.

There is a Chaoyang Hospital closest to their school. Guo Wei kept urging the driver to hurry up when he got in the car.

When braking, Xia Liang felt that he was being pushed forward by the force of inertia.

The hospital is not big, it has been around for a long time, and it is about to move recently. There was no one in the outpatient clinic. When the doctor on duty saw them pouring in, he pointed to one to register, and brought Xia Liang in directly.

"Did you fall while playing?" First, he took a picture, the doctor looked at it, and asked as usual.

"I was hit by the ball." Gao Yuxiang said.

There was also a nurse in the department, who was quite young, probably not long after graduation, and smiled while holding a stack of medical records.

Xia Liang didn't bother to explain, so he asked him directly: "You just have to see if it's over."

"Is it 'broken'?" The doctor put on his gloves and stood up without haste, grabbed Xia Liang's arm and shook it, "Look at your face, it's so pale, you can bear it."

"I—" Xia Liang was caught by his two strokes, cold sweat poured out from the back of his head, he gritted his teeth to prevent himself from screaming, and clutched his thigh with the other hand.

Before he could recover and continue talking, the doctor suddenly broke his lower arm with both hands, and he didn't know where to put his strength, and heard a particularly crisp "click"!It was ten times louder than the sound he made when he knocked on the stone.

"Ah——" Xia Liang saw a golden flower in front of his eyes, Tianling Gai was numb, and he almost couldn't help kicking him.

"Damn..." Guo Wei and the others heard it all, and the three of them squeezed together, each face greener than the other.

"What's that sound?" Guo Wei said with a toothache on his face, "Why does it sound like it's really broken?"

The doctor smiled and sat down to write the medical record as if he was playing, "If it can make such a 'click' when it breaks, his arm will be useless."

Then he called to the nurse: "Take the plaster band."

"What do you mean?" Xia Liang asked him.

At first, he was in so much pain that there were golden flowers in his eyes, and when the golden flowers were gone, he tried to move again, but...it didn't seem to hurt as much as before?

"It's broken, it's not serious, don't use too much force, just put a plaster cast on it for a month and it will be fine." The doctor shook the film and pointed it out to him, "here."

"Then what was the 'click' just now?" Guo Wei asked persistently.

"It's crooked, do you understand," the doctor smacked his lips, and gave a simple and rude explanation, "give him back."

When the plaster bandage was half wrapped, Shang Liangshan came.

It was the first time in his life that he encountered a situation as the class teacher. He was more nervous than seeing the sports student injured. He rushed in and shouted: "Where's Xia Liang?"

Xia Liang was fixed on the stool and couldn't move. He raised his hand and said, "Here."

Shang Liangshan pulled Guo Wei and the others aside, and when he saw Xia Liang's bandaged right arm, his eyebrows wrinkled in a "shua".

"What's going on?" he asked.

"It's broken." Xia Liang said.

It's actually quite painful at the moment, but it's already within his acceptable range, so his expression is quite calm, and his voice is also quite calm, and the tone of answering "folded" is like saying "eat".

Shang Liangshan exhaled suddenly, and went to the doctor with a serious face.

After treating his arm, the doctor told him what he could eat and what he could not eat, and when he would come for a review. Xia Liang hung his arm around his neck, and his school uniform could only be draped over his shoulders, and he went to the payment gate to pay the fee.

When he was out of the clinic, he looked at the bandage on his arm and thought of his dad. His dad had a broken leg. He was young at the time, how old he was. He didn’t remember anything else, except for the plaster cast on his dad’s leg. What a stupid shell.

When he came to the hospital, he thought that the plaster cast was the same as before, and the shell and splint had to be put on, but he didn't expect it to become a bandage, which was quite neat.

He was getting a plaster cast on his head, and when he opened the door of the consultation room and saw Liu Xiaoman waiting outside, he was really taken aback for a moment.

"Didn't I tell you to go back to class?" He blurted out a question.

They didn't know that Liu Xiaoman had followed them all the way, and had been waiting outside until now, but he still came with Shang Liangshan and dared not go in.

"When did you come?" Xia Liang added.

Liu Xiaoman didn't speak, and the moment he saw Xia Liang coming out with the bandages on, he kept staring at his arm, with the corners of his mouth pursed down.

"What expression do you have, little girl?" Xia Liang had to tilt his head to see Liu Xiaoman's expression, and pushed his forehead, "If you cry, I will beat you."

Liu Xiaoman: "..."

This person is half-disabled himself, and still threatens the disabled?

"...It's unnecessary to care about you." He stared at Xia Liang, sniffing lightly.

Liu Xiaoman came here with Shang Liangshan, and indeed he didn't dare to go in.

At the side of the small court, Xia Liang asked him to go back, he was really stunned - not only his body was stunned, but his mind was also stunned, he was so empty that he couldn't react to anything.

Xia Liang's arm may be broken, and it's because of him.

He froze there, only one thought in his mind.

What followed was a faint phantom pain.

And the debridement, sutures, medicines, and recovery time and time again during the long pain...Those feelings that still make my teeth feel cold in retrospect, all ignored his wishes and forcibly disturbed him again.

No one knows how important arms are than him.

Liu Xiaoman is actually quite able to accept the reality, his own arm is gone, it is gone, there is no way, even if someone else has three arms, it doesn't matter to him.

But when it came time to witness the arm injury of the person around him, the fear and tension in his heart far exceeded his imagination.

He watched Xia Liang walk away, but actually wanted to follow, calmed down and thought that someone had already accompanied him, and he couldn't help much if he followed, he still had to go to Shang Liangshan.

On the way here, he was nervous to the point of nervousness, repeatedly thinking about the possible results.

Obviously, he probably knew in his heart that it shouldn't be too serious, so he put all the cases that were small enough to be included in the "Worst Unlucky One" on Xia Liang.

In case the ligament is accidentally cut...

In case the bone breaks off and gets inserted into the muscle...

When he reached the door, he didn't dare to go in. When Xia Liang appeared in front of him, he was thinking that if the muscles, ligaments and blood vessels were all...

"I'm sorry." He said to Xia Liang seriously.

Xia Liang looked at him, not knowing what to say for a while.

Hao Yaosheng's arm was broken, although he blamed Liu Xiaoman for not being able to reach it, but if he really didn't feel it at all, that would be unrealistic.

Especially when it was so painful just now that I didn't even want to talk.

But now that it's settled, he really doesn't have any emotions.

All folded.

"Ah." He answered.

Then he looked at his arm, then at Liu Xiaoman's, and suddenly felt like laughing.

"It's pretty symmetrical," he said.

Liu Xiaoman looked at him.

Xia Liang shook his bandaged arm at him: "My right side."

Liu Xiaoman's missing arm is the left side.

It's okay not to mention it, but when he thought that it was his right hand that was broken, he felt even worse, and his eyelids drooped again.

Xia Liang really went to tease him, but he didn't expect that one sentence would make Liu Xiaoman look dejected again, and he sighed helplessly and said, "You can be my right hand."

"Huh?" Liu Xiaoman raised his head in surprise.

"Homework, cleaning, and eating..." Xia Liang paused, "You don't need to eat, you buy food, just like this morning."

"Until I remove the cast." He raised his eyebrows and made up for the time.

Liu Xiaoman looked at him with complicated eyes for a long time.

"Actually, I..." he said slowly, "I just want to pay you for a plaster cast."

"Good idea." Xia Liang said.