Learn about the human body

Tang Qizhen was almost shocked when he received the call from Fu Xiyuan.After hanging up the phone, he also tried to contact Fu Yansheng, but it turned off.Thinking of the conversation a few days ago, the senior seemed to be in a bad state, and bad guesses immediately occupied his mind.

He checked the air tickets to City C online, and the nearest flight with vacancies was at nine o'clock in the evening.He didn't bother to explain to his parents, he bought the ticket first and then played, and even went to No. [-] hospital in his free time at noon. The best local psychiatry department called an expert clinic to ask how to take care of the patients who were recovering from drugs.

Everything was ready, he sent a text message to his mother saying that he had something to do at school, so he got on the plane and left.After traveling for four or five hours on the road, it was early morning when we arrived at the rented room.

The room was pitch black, the curtains in the living room were opened, and the lights of the supermarket opposite could still be seen.He touched the switch of the entrance by feeling, and saw the closed door of the senior's room at a glance.

He anxiously called the senior's name several times, leaned on the door and listened carefully, but there was no movement at all.Now he was really anxious, and tried to turn the door handle, but luckily he didn't lock the door.

He froze the moment he opened the door.The room was dark, except for a dim yellow lamp on the desk, and Fu Yansheng, a 1.9-meter-old man, was curled up on the edge of the bed at the moment, with one hand hanging on the neckline and the other hanging limply.

"Fuck!" Tang Qizhen yelled in fright, ran over to test his breathing, and was relieved to confirm that he was still alive.The dim yellow light reflected his slightly frowning brows and pale face. He sweated a lot and didn't cover himself with a quilt. The sheets were full of wrinkles. Judging from the slippers on the other side, he probably rolled in the bed. Quite a few laps.

"Senior, can you hear me?" Tang Qizhen patted his forehead, it was a little hot, but it should be a low-grade fever.Feeling the touch, the other party made some movement, and made a low groan.

Tang Qizhen was so distressed by him that he tried so hard to straighten his body, and went to the end of the bed to spread out the quilt.

"Your sister called me and said that you are quitting drugs, is it psychoactive drugs? How do you feel now, do you need to go to the hospital?" Tang Qizhen pulled the quilt over him.Apparently the lying position was uncomfortable, Fu Yansheng turned over again with difficulty, subconsciously covered his back, and buried his head in the pillow.

I almost shrink myself into a piece of paper.Tang Qizhen pulled the quilt to his shoulders, saw the sweat on his neck and forehead, and wanted to help him get a basin of water.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he took a step, the hem of his clothes was ripped off, and a muffled sentence "Don't go" came from behind.

He looked back and saw that Fu Yansheng's hand was still shaking while holding him, and a pair of slack eyes were staring at him pitifully, like a cub that hadn't been weaned yet.

His heart instantly turned into water, and he quickly turned around and squatted beside him: "I'll get you some water, baby, wait for me."

But Fu Yansheng still refused to let go, Tang Qizhen could only force him into the quilt, and did not forget to pat him through the quilt, then turned on the water heater as quickly as possible, and went to the bathroom to get a basin of warm water .

Fu Yansheng was already exhausted from the reaction of quitting the drug, allowing Tang Qizhen to wipe the sweat off his forehead.The warm towel felt good to the touch, and it also slightly eased the tense nerves in his head.Tang Qizhen changed the washbasin water again, intending to help him wipe off the sweat on his body, carefully poked into his clothes, and wiped a few hands on his back indiscriminately.

"Hiss... Take it easy..." Fu Yansheng shrank his shoulders suddenly.Tang Qizhen's eyes widened in surprise: "What's the matter, the injury hasn't healed yet?"

"No..." He took several breaths before choking out a sentence, "drug withdrawal reaction, muscle pain."

"What kind of medicine did you take to make yourself like this!?" Tang Qizhen roared anxiously, and ran out to pour a basin of hot water.When he came back, he found that something was wrong with Fu Yansheng, hugging his shoulders and huddled under the quilt, his breathing was much faster than before.

"What's wrong?" He hurriedly turned on the headlights on the roof, tremblingly wrung out the towel from the hot water, lifted his clothes and covered the towel on it.Fu Yansheng straightened his back, and Tang Qizhen noticed that there were many scars on his back that were lighter than his skin.

Last time, I didn't look carefully at the brain-filling picture because it was too charming, but this time I can see it clearly.They were all very short scars, about one or two centimeters, as if they had been cut open with a blunt instrument.Thinking of the things he mentioned intermittently before, Tang Qizhen immediately understood what he was afraid of.

"It's okay, it's just the two of us here, don't think about the past." As he said, he rubbed his senior's head aggressively, while using the Tang style he learned from TV dramas through a hot towel. Massage blind rubbing.

The awkward guy under the palm gradually quieted down.Fu Yansheng turned his head with difficulty, and called out in a low voice: "Xiao Tang..."

"I'm here." He winked at him obediently, "Did it hurt you again?"

Fu Yan let out a long sigh, then closed his eyes extremely tiredly: "Bring the computer over here, and help me process a few documents."

"You are still sick, don't think about working!"

"It's too late... Just help me go through the documents of each department."

Tang Qizhen had no choice but to go to the desk to get the computer.When I opened the notebook, there was a piece of paper inside.He glanced curiously, and it turned out to be some data measured by Fu Yansheng himself.

My body temperature has been hovering around 38 degrees, and my blood pressure is also higher than normal.He looked at the date again, and it was recorded every day from the [-]rd, but the last two days were blank.

In other words, before his sister called him, this guy had been having a low-grade fever for a week?

"Damn it!" Tang Qizhen rushed back to the bed and touched his heavy head again, "You've been sick for so long, why don't you say anything!"

"Benzodiazepines are just like this. They are addictive... It is very uncomfortable for three to ten days after stopping the drug. If you get over it... it will be fine." It took Fu Yansheng a lot of effort to say this long series of words , the voice is as soft as silk.

Tang Qizhen was worried when he heard it, his eyes blurred, and he blamed: "I asked the doctor, you have a psychological problem, why do you need to take psychotropic drugs? You still take it even though you know it is addictive!"

"I ate it for you, Xiaotang...I'm afraid of hurting you." Fu Yansheng sat up from the bed with force, and leaned softly on the mattress.

Tang Qizhen blinked and felt his eye sockets become more moist.

"It's also for you..." He added the second half of the sentence.

"I know, don't talk about it." Tang Qizhen brought the computer, threw off his slippers and climbed onto the bed, leaned over and gave him a warm hug, "You are the best."

Fu Yansheng wrapped his body lightly, hugged the back of his neck with great effort, moved him towards himself, and blew into his ear: "Then will you leave me?"

"No, I'll be by your side and I'm not going anywhere."

"Including things about studying abroad?"

Now it was Tang Qizhen's turn to be stunned, and blurted out: "This is all three years later."

"Answer me directly."

"If there is a chance, of course I will go. This does not conflict with taking care of you...ah!"

Before he finished speaking, Tang Qizhen felt that his wrist was being restrained. Fu Yansheng found out a stethoscope from nowhere, and tied his hands with great effort.

But because his body was too weak, he just wound around a few times in a mess.Before Tang Qizhen could react, he pounced on him limply and rubbed his hand into his clothes.

"Oh!" Suddenly, there was a chill somewhere in his chest.

He actually prodded him with the metal piece from the stethoscope!Tang Qizhen straightened up in fright, looked at Fu Yansheng in shock, had a bad premonition, and clamped his legs in a panic.

No, absolutely not.The senior is still sick, how can he do such a thing to a patient?

He must have misinterpreted what he meant. After all, patients in drug withdrawal are more sensitive and fragile, and they should try to appease them.Thinking of this, he plucked up the courage to raise his "tied" hands, and stroked the back of his neck comfortingly: "Hey, don't think about it."

Fu Yansheng's weak expression unexpectedly showed an unshakable deterrence, and the movements of his hands became smoother and smoother.Tang Qizhen was shocked, and his breathing couldn't help but he became dizzy.After a few seconds of stalemate, he tried his best to straighten himself up.

The lips of the two touched again and exchanged a shallow and warm kiss.Fu Yansheng was taken aback, Tang Qizhen took advantage of the situation and pushed him back to the bed.

"Don't think about it, take a rest." He helped him tuck the quilt up, "You have to get well soon, or you won't be able to do anything well."

Fu Yansheng blinked at him unexpectedly like a child, then lowered his eyelids to hide his emotions, wrapped his other hand around his waist, and whispered, "I'm cold."

"Won't it be cold if you hold me?"

He hummed resolutely.

"..." Tang Qizhen didn't know what to say for a while, although he was quite frightened just now, it's rare to see a senior who makes trouble for no reason.

so cute.He thought to himself, turned off the headlights, and then reached for the computer on the bedside table: "What documents do you want me to look at for you?"

"The freshmen's military training is all in my mailbox, and the webpage should be open." He closed his eyes and replied softly.

Tang Qizhen nodded, opened the mailbox and looked through the emails, and saw the emails from various departments, and then remembered that Fu Yansheng was already the president.He downloaded the files first, and some attachments were very large, and it took more than a minute.While waiting, he couldn't help but glance at Fu Yansheng again.

He was lying quietly beside him, his hair was slightly wet, drooping down to almost cover one side of his eyes.However, under that shadow, there is his own sternness and gentleness, like the fallen angel Lucifer, with the arrogance that will never be restored, he was cut down by the gods, but he can still shine in the dust.

Suddenly, his eyes froze, and he didn't even know that he pressed his fingers on the keyboard and typed a string of o.Innumerable strands of light faintly appeared in front of his eyes, depicting Fu Yansheng's fragile body as a picture scroll with highlights, and shouted: Draw him quickly!Draw him down!

For a moment, his thoughts welled up, and Tang Qizhen felt that he was doing well again.