Marriage partner is suddenly a hundred years younger

Lying on the bed, Fu Han looked at the purple lines that had spread to his wrist, and asked Lan Xiu, "Is it the fourth stage now?"

In addition to the day-to-day infusion, the sensitivity of his eyes to light has also deteriorated a lot, and he often bumps into something inexplicably while walking. Next there is a sofa, a square table, and a bed.

As early as when his condition deteriorated to the third stage, Lanxiu took him out to find a house to live in. Gray began to suggest that he move to the patient area for intensive treatment. Lanxiu felt that too many patients lived together, and the density of pathogens would increase Bigger, cross-infection will only make the toxin spread faster.

So Lan Xiu came out and found a house near the hospital, and after sealing it with disinfectant, he brought him in. The small house is not big, only one bedroom and one living room, and there is a small courtyard outside for storing sundries. It's only a hundred square meters, but it's enough for the two of them.

It's just hard work for Dr. Gray. He has to go here every day after work to give him infusions to disinfect him, and occasionally cut off his rotten flesh.

At first, Zhou Yunxuan and Chen Yan would come to chat with him and play poker to relieve boredom. Later, Fu Han found that the lines on his body were spreading faster and faster, so he shut himself in the room and bombarded them once. Gray never let them come again.

"Is it the fourth stage?"

After Fu Han asked, Lan Xiu didn't answer him, but just sat by the bed and helped him massage his legs.Gray said that this can speed up blood circulation in the legs and delay the necrosis of body tissues.Fu Han felt that it was useless at all, and that he should die soon, but Lan Xiu persisted in this meaningless behavior every day, which had probably become a deep-rooted obsession.

At night, Gray came to change Fu Han's dressing, and took off the bandages on him with Lan Xiu. A strong rancid smell radiated out, and everyone suppressed their nausea and continued to remove them.The bandage was stuck to the carrion on the body, and when you tore it down, you could hear a clear stabbing sound. Sometimes the bandage was torn off, and sometimes the skin was torn off, or even a finger-wide piece of red meat.Soon, there was a layer of bandages stained with various tissue fluids on the ground.

Gray unzipped the first-aid kit, took out the scalpel from the sterile box, and irradiated it under the sterilizing lamp. Just as he was about to lean up, Lan Xiu grabbed his wrist.

"Don't move." Lanxiu grabbed Gray, snatched the knife from his hand and put it on the table.

This is no longer a question of being unbearable, but that there is really nothing to do.The skin of the entire upper body was basically peeled off with bandages, and the flesh inside was not as fast as rotten. The muscles that were originally trained in the military school year were cut into pieces, and the entire chest was like a picture. A broken jigsaw puzzle with a piece missing in the east and a piece missing in the west.

Seeing the expression on Lan Xiu's face, Gray sighed and patted the back of his hand, "Then listen to you and stay still, but if this continues, I'm afraid it will rot faster and faster."

After all, toxin infection will accelerate the decay of the body, and cutting the carrion is also reducing the number of pathogens in the body.

Lan Xiu smiled wryly when he heard the words, "Could it be that the rotten meat will slow down if you cut it?"

Less than a month after he was moved out of the hospital, he had already developed to this point. On the day he was diagnosed at the third stage, Lan Xiu even discussed with Gray to give him a large dose of the original drug directly, and took a gamble to see if he could be calmed down. The toxin spread in his body turned out to be a waste of water from the bamboo basket, not to mention wasting a whole box of original medicine, and almost cost Fu Han's life.

It is a medicine that is three-point poisonous, and you must not use the medicine of tigers and wolves unless it is absolutely necessary.But besides this, is there any other way?

That night, Fu Han was notified of critical illness three times in a row. Hearing the alarm bell ring again and again, Lan Xiu really felt that he was going crazy. He ran around the corridor of the operating room many times. Knowing what he was anxious about, Chen Yan said that he seemed to be possessed by a demon. At that time, he was particularly afraid that he would jump from the window in the corridor.

Fu Han was in a coma for three days, and he stayed there for three days. When Fu Han woke up, he ignored everyone's objections and took him out of the hospital.Even if it really fails, Lan Xiu doesn't want anyone to bother him anymore.

After Fu Han woke up, all the bandages on his body had been replaced with new ones, and the room smelled like a mixture of ointment and disinfectant. When he got up and moved around, he didn't feel the sharp pain like before.

"Is it no longer possible to use the knife?" Fu Han asked with a smile.

Lan Xiu also smiled back at him, "You don't need to move anymore, Gray said that you have grown a lot of new flesh, and you will recover soon if you continue like this."

Fu Han snorted, "Stop talking nonsense, the lines on this body are spreading so fast, I think it's almost dead."

He put on his shoes and got out of bed, and Lan Xiu hurried over to help him.

Fu Han pushed him away, "It's not too late to walk now, and it won't be too late for you to help him up."

Fu Han couldn't eat breakfast, and Lan Xiu didn't intend to eat it, but Fu Han threatened him that if he didn't eat breakfast, he would pull out his infusion tube, so Lan Xiu reluctantly picked up the sandwich that Gray brought last night and chewed it Two bites, it's a business deal.

Lan Xiu asked him if there was anything he wanted to do today. Fu Han leaned on his head and didn't move. He didn't know if he didn't hear it or he was already thinking about it. difficult to handle.

Looking at his profile on the table, like a cat curled up with its head down, Lan Xiu wanted to reach out and sneak around.

Fu Han narrowed his eyes suspiciously, "Is this the final hospice care?"

Regarding his own death, Fu Han has never evaded it. In his opinion, birth, old age, sickness and death are actually normal. Grandma died, and Xiao Fei also died. The only thing he can't let go of now is Lanxiu.

"Your mouth." Lan Xiu frowned, stretched out his hands to pinch Fu Han's mouth and pulled it from side to side, "Can you stop saying such sad things, I don't like to hear it, you know?"

It didn't hurt when he pinched it, but the dangling made Fu Han feel dizzy.Fu Han tore off Lan Xiu's hand impatiently and looked at him, "Don't talk about it, I really want to do something."

Lan Xiu raised his chin, "Say."

"I want to fuck you."

Lan Xiu couldn't help laughing even if he wanted to, "I'm really asking you, don't make fun of me."

Fu Han withdrew his hand leaning on his chin and looked at him, "I'm sincere too, I didn't joke with you, but now I don't have the heart but not the energy, you should fuck me."

All of a sudden the room became quiet, Fu Han kept looking at the opposite person with a smile in his eyes, Lan Xiu didn't speak either.

After a while, Fu Han stood up and stretched his stiff shoulders, and half-jokingly said, "Forget it, this body looks disgusting to me now, so it's not too difficult for others. Don't spit it out suddenly, I have to laugh Can't pass out."

Fu Han staggered out while holding on to the corner of the table, and was hugged by the person behind him before he got down the steps. Lan Xiu picked him up horizontally and put him gently on the bed.

Seeing Lan Xiu's movement of unbuttoning his shirt, Fu Han grabbed the other's wrist, met the man's gaze, and found that his gaze was very strange.

There is no trace of sex, but it contains the possession that is ready to come out, as if it wants to tear him up, knead him into powder and swallow it into his stomach.

He's already looking like a ghost, yet he still wants to possess him?

Fu Han felt a little funny, he slowly let go of Lan Xiu's hand, and leaned his head on the pillow softly, "Don't take off my clothes, just do it like this."

Otherwise, facing the bandages all over his body, he was really afraid that Lan Xiu would not be able to do it.

Ke Lanxiu not only took off the clothes on his body, but also opened the bandages wrapped around his chest little by little.It was also the first time that Fu Han saw this disorganized body, covered by a large piece of rotten flesh with pus, covered with lines formed by toxin infection, spreading from the neck to the lower abdomen, twisting and entangled endlessly.

The rancid smell seemed to crawl out of a pile of corpses in no man's land. As the chest rose and fell with breathing, dark yellow viscous pus continuously dripped onto the bedding underneath, sticking between the body and the bed and pulling it out. Strips of sticky filaments.

Fu Han stretched out his hand to cover his body, and wanted to push Lan Xiu away and run out a little bit out of control, but the other party didn't give him a chance, and pressed his wrist across his head and pinned it to the quilt.

If Fu Han was somewhat confident before taking off the bandages, but now he himself began to hate this body, and just wanted to push Lan Xiu away and quickly disappear from each other's sight.

After a short period of violent struggle, Fu Han suddenly quieted down. The room was eerily quiet, only the sound of soft kisses could be heard.

Feeling the warmth falling from his body, Fu Han was pressed on the pillow by him, and tears rolled down the corners of his eyes.

"Don't..." He just repeated these two words intermittently.

Lan Xiu raised his head, peeled off the hair stuck to Fu Han's eyes, and asked him in a low and gentle voice, "Why not?"

After speaking, she dropped a kiss on his ear.

Fu Han couldn't move his body, so he could only turn his head powerlessly, and rubbed against Lan Xiu's face leaning against his neck, "Disgusting."

Lan Xiu buried his head and smiled, "Do you think I'm disgusting?"

Fu Han felt that he was running out of strength, so he could only follow his movements, "No, it's not you, it's me..."

"But I think you are beautiful." Lan Xiu raised his head and kissed his mouth, "especially when you are hugged by me now."

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Fu Han dreamed that he was back in the second year of junior high school. He pretended to be sick and wanted to stay home from going to school, but his grandmother saw through his trick and wrapped him in three layers of electric blankets, which made him sweat profusely and almost passed out.After opening his eyes and checking carefully, he found that there was no electric blanket, and it was Lan Xiu who was holding him.

Seeing that he was still awake, Fu Han secretly stretched out his hand and poked Lan Xiu's abdominal muscles. His fingernails were bent and didn't even leave a mark.Fu Han is a little unbalanced, he looks like a telephone pole, why is there so much flesh on his body.

When he poked another place, Lan Xiu grabbed his hand and slowly opened his eyes, "Is there still strength?"

Facing Shang Lanxiu's eyes, Fu Han was a little embarrassed, and wanted to draw his hand back to the other party but did not let him go.

"Let go!" Fu Han's voice was a little weak. Although he came here once in the morning, considering his current physical condition, once was already the end of his battle. If he came again a second time, he would probably fall apart.

Lan Xiu didn't make things difficult for him. After kissing him with his fingertips, he obediently let go of Fu Han's hand.Then I looked at him innocently, you see, I have let go.

Fu Han raised his hand, and it was wrong to take it back, and it was also wrong to continue to hold it, because he always felt that he was being molested.

"You just bullied me and I can't beat you now, right?" Fu Han pinched Lan Xiu's chin, his eyes were gloomy, but the little moisture in his eyes and the messy black hair on his head made his image seem fierce They can't be fierce.

Lan Xiu leaned his head towards her, and said with a smile in his voice, "I don't want to bully you. Before when you beat me, I just stretched out my face to let you beat me. Now it's even more precious to be a daughter-in-law. Come on, you If any husband wants to fight for you, there is absolutely no bargaining."

"Get out of here." Fu Han pursed his lips and let him go, leaning on Lan Xiu's shoulder and slowly closing his eyes.

It would be great if we could hug each other and sleep like this every night.

In the evening, when Gray came to change Fu Han's dressing, he was taken aback, and hurriedly put down the medicine box and asked Lan Xiu, "Why did you take off all the bandages on his body?" It's not a trivial matter to get infected.

As soon as these words came out, both of them blushed, and their dodging eyes made Gray immediately see the trick.

Things that should be understood in seconds, his elm head turned very slowly for most of the day to vaguely analyze the cause and effect of the matter.Lowering his head, his face also changed color a little bit.

"Hey, you two are too..." It's too jealous.

However, there are still some things that need to be paid attention to after the cooldown, such as disinfection, which cannot be sloppy.

Gray reminded Lanxiu, "Especially you, pay more attention to hygiene, don't infect Fu Han with bacteria on your hands. He has a large area of ​​skin loss, and his body's immunity is very poor. Before touching him, you should use Wash your hands carefully with disinfectant, otherwise you can directly illuminate them with a sterilizing lamp."

After changing Fu Han's bandage, he couldn't help reminding them, "This time, the medicine has to be absorbed for a few days, so don't take it apart."

After sitting at Lan Xiu's house for a while, Gray always felt that he was extraordinarily like a light bulb tonight, and Lan Xiu was also shameless and shameless, so he kissed Fu Han several times in front of him, thinking he knew nothing Unconsciously, he has actually seen it several times.

Later, Gray finally understood that the old bastard Lanxiu was deliberately driving him away.

Gray carried the medicine box on his back and walked out. When he was blown by the cold wind outside, he suddenly felt a sense of desolation as if he had been tortured and killed a donkey.The more I thought about it, the more I felt bad. On the one hand, I lamented that the couple had finally achieved a positive result, and that Fu Han was infected with this disease, and the situation was getting worse and worse.If that day really came, what would Lan Xiu do?

On the other hand, he also felt sorry for himself, the two of them were glued together like glue, but it was difficult for him to even hold hands, every time he wanted to get closer, Zhou Yunxuan would find various reasons to refuse.

It's fine once or twice, but after more times, Gray can't help but wonder, does it mean that Zhou Yunxuan doesn't like him at all?

But if you didn't like him, why did you confess to him in the first place?

Lan Xiu also reminded him about this point, saying that Zhou Yunxuan was very scheming, and told himself to be more careful, and don't put himself in it in the end.Gray didn't fall on deaf ears to these words. Gray knew what kind of person Lanxiu had been with for so many years.As for whether Zhou Yunxuan is black or white, he has no idea.

But when he thought of Zhou Yunxuan's silence, Gray couldn't help feeling sorry for him. He knew very well that the more silent people are, the more eager they are to communicate with others. Fu Han also said that Zhou Yunxuan was not like this in the past. He was cheerful, He is also very talkative, and is a leader in interpersonal communication, so what made him become the way he is now closed...

Because of Dr. Gray's repeated instructions, Fu Hanping lay on the bed all night without daring to turn over, for fear that he would move too much and knock the bandage off, and he would have to trouble him to do it again.

The stiff sleeping position caused him to sleep for half the night, and he fell asleep in a daze at dawn.

"Fu Han?" Lan Xiu suddenly called out in his ear.

Fu Han was so sleepy that he didn't want to talk to him.

Lan Xiu yelled again, and Fu Han was even more upset, why didn't he have such eyesight, couldn't he see it even if he didn't want to get up?

Before he could get angry, he felt a few drops of warm water falling on his cheekbones, silently, sliding along the curvature of his cheeks and into the hair behind his ears.

Lan Xiu hugged Fu Han's body, hugged him and began to cry suppressedly. Fu Han was so frightened that he quickly opened his eyes and put his arms around Lan Xiu's neck, "What's wrong with you, I'm just too sleepy to move, not dead."

Fu Han put his arms around Lan Xiu's neck and sat up little by little, wiped away the tears on his face, and suddenly laughed, "I used to cry and you wiped my tears, but I didn't expect that there would be a day when I would help you, Feng Shui turns Ah, Commander Lanxiu."

Lan Xiu covered his face with one hand, probably feeling that he was a bit ashamed, so he buried his head and didn't speak for a long time.

After a while, I heard the sound of rustling. Lan Xiu thought it was Fu Han who was about to get out of bed, so she quickly wiped her face and raised her head. Fearing that Fu Han would not be able to move by herself, there would be another accident. She straightened her neck, but looked at Fu Han. His face was hanging about five centimeters away from him, his eyes were empty and dull, his neck was slightly bent forward, and his movements were a little stiff.

Lanxiu quickly noticed something abnormal.

Before Fu Han could move, he rushed forward and held down the opponent's wrist, clasped his hands above his head, and pressed against the quilt.

Fu Han who was suppressed immediately opened his mouth wide and struggled, making a gurgling sound in his throat.

When Gray came in the evening, he saw that Fu Han was tied up on the bed. Lan Xiu fed him sugar water with a small spoon, but Fu Han struggled and knocked the bowl of sugar water to the ground.

Seeing that Lan Xiu picked up the spoon on the ground and planned to make another bowl at the back, Gray put down the medicine box and went to hold him, "This should be the sixth stage, and the sugar water can't be digested, or the body can't tolerate it. He can't take any organics now."

"Then what should we do?" Lan Xiu tightly held the spoon in his hand and looked at him.

Gray couldn't help shivering when he stared at him, "I'm going to tell you the truth, so that you can be mentally prepared. Why are you scaring me?"

Lan Xiu probably didn't realize how scary his expression is now, he grabbed Gray's arm and shook his head, "I'm not scaring you, I can't accept any organic matter, what about the infusion?"

"The infusion has to be stopped."

"Stopped?"

Lanxiu unconsciously tightened his grip on Gray's hand, and gripped him tightly, and Gray quickly threw off Lanxiu's clutches.

Rolling up his sleeves, he saw a circle of red on his wrist. Gray pointed at the circle and clicked twice, "Don't scare me, I think you can chop me up after a while and throw it into the pot. You What can I do to get angry, the sixth stage is the end stage of infection, the body's absorption system is highly degraded and cannot accept any foreign organic substances, if forced to import, it will only cause the body to produce a rejection reaction and accelerate death."

Speaking of this, I can't understand it any more. At the sixth stage, I can only wait for death.Either rot and die, or be starved to death.

Either way, life is worse than death.

Lan Xiu looked at Fu Han who was still struggling on the bed, and the spoon in his hand fell to the ground with a clang, shattering even his last hope.

"If it reaches the sixth stage, how many days are left?"

"Nine days." Gray didn't tell him, this is already the most.

After tossing all night, Fu Han's consciousness was a little clearer at dawn the next day. Looking at the rope tied to his body and the scratches on the bed sheet, he could guess what happened even if Lan Xiu didn't say anything. what.

It's finally here.

He looked at Lan Xiu's tired expression, licked his chapped lips and asked, "Is there any watermelon? I suddenly want to eat it."

When Lan Xiu heard him speak, she walked over in surprise, reached out and touched Fu Han's face, her fingertips were trembling, "You can't..."

Fu Han interrupted him, "I just want to taste the taste of watermelon." He smiled at Shang Lanxiu's uneasy expression, "Don't worry, I won't swallow it, just chew it and spit it out, okay?"

The two looked at each other for a moment, Lan Xiu first untied the rope that bound him, and rubbed his bruised wrist for him.

"There are a few watermelon vines in the yard. When I was splashing water the day before yesterday, I saw that there seemed to be two small watermelons on the south wall. Wait for me to find them."

After Lan Xiu went out, Fu Han also put on his shoes and got out of bed. He went to the kitchen, took out a kitchen knife from the cupboard, saw that it was rusty, felt the blade with his fingers, and was not happy at all.

Throwing away the kitchen knife, Fu Han bent down to look for it on the knife holder again, remembering where the fruit knife that Lanxiu used once was when Lanxiu was cutting lemons that day.

Fu Han squatted down, finally found it in the cupboard, took it out and just stood up, when he saw a shadow standing at the door, Lan Xiu leaned on the door frame as if he had been looking at him for a long time in this position.

The fruit knife in his hand fell to the ground with a clang, and it bounced in two.

"You..." Fu Han took two steps back.

Lan Xiu walked over, instead of getting angry at Fu Han, he smiled, "You want to die, don't you? It's a good plan. You're so happy and relaxed when you die, what should I do!"

He picked up the fruit knife on the ground, stuffed it into Fu Han's hand, and helped him make gestures on his neck, "Come on, stab it down, don't you want to die? Do it, just cut it down, and then I will follow If you go together, you will save your mother from worrying all day and night!"

"I'm sorry..." Fu Han didn't know how Xiao Hei felt when he pierced his neck with a fruit knife, but now Lan Xiu's inner pain has made him overwhelmed.

In the end, the fruit knife fell to the ground again, and no one picked it up again.

Sometimes dying is easy, but living is the hardest.Now who can tell him how to survive...

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