not regret

Chapter 42

After a few days of tossing, Shui Yifan finally had a stomach problem. In the second half of the night, he started to have a stomachache. Looking up and seeing himself in the mirror, Shui Yifan's decadence and paleness were fully revealed, he staggered to the side of the bed, and smashed himself into the bed. There were countless Shui Yifans on the bed. During the lingering time with Shen Pan, the other side is now icy cold without any temperature. I touched a bottle of wine from the bedside table, and Shui Yifan blew on the mouth of the bottle.

Shui Yifan had a dream. He dreamed of the small courtyard of his home, the room where his grandma lived. When he opened the door and entered, grandma was sitting upright on the bed. Shui Yifan threw himself into her arms and buried her head in her On his stomach, he said softly, "Grandma, I miss you so much."

Grandma Shui raised her hand and slowly stroked Shui Yifan's soft hair, "Grandma misses you too."

"Grandma, how are you doing over there?" Shui Yifan asked.

"pretty good"

Shui Yifan would only look like a child in front of his grandma. He let go of all his defenses and cried, choked up, "Grandma, Brother Judgment, he doesn't want me anymore... Woo..." Shui Yifan hugged his grandma, crying like a child.

Grandma Shui sighed, with an expression of indescribable sadness and intolerance, "Fanfan, Grandma told you that there is no future for two men together, you insisted on doing this at the beginning, but who can blame you for suffering now? "

"Grandma, take me away..." Shui Yifan wiped the tears from his face with his hand, and looked up at grandma.

Grandma also looked down at Shui Yifan, the cloudy eyes on her old face were full of love and affection, "Silly boy."

Shui Yifan was awakened by the sound of the door opening. When he heard the sound of the door opening, Shui Yifan subconsciously got up from the bed and ran out barefoot. Yifan turned around and went back to the bedroom, his stomach was still hurting, like a fire was burning, like a knife was cutting, Shui Yifan lay on the bed, rolled up the quilt and stuffed it under his stomach, so he could feel better.

Pan Wenqing put the food box on the coffee table, walked into the bedroom and called Shui Yifan softly, "Xiaofan, get up and eat something, I'll bring you red dates, millet porridge and milk-flavored steamed buns, get up and eat something before eating." sleep."

Shui Yifan didn't open his eyes, nor did he make any movements, just curled up on the bed like that.

Pan Wenqing didn't dare to disturb him anymore, so he could only sit by the bed and quietly wait for Shui Yifan to wake up.

Shui Yifan frowned, pursed his lips, and closed his eyes in extreme pain. Cold sweat streamed down his temples. He found a new posture. Stomach, Shui Yifan really hurts badly.

A feeling of something gushing out, Shui Yifan got up from the bed, leaned on the wall and walked to the bathroom, Pan Wenqing followed closely behind, he wanted to go forward to help Shui Yifan, but just stretched out his hand , Shui Yifan blocked his hand.

Following Shui Yifan all the way to the bathroom, seeing Shui Yifan vomit heart-piercingly while holding on to the toilet, Pan Wenqing patted Shui Yifan's back lightly. He felt that Shui Yifan should be more comfortable this way. Fan had almost vomited, so Pan Wenqing hurriedly took a glass of water and rinsed Shui Yifan's mouth. While Shui Yifan was rinsing his mouth, the dirt that Pan Wenqing dumped into the toilet had something pink in it. Pan Wenqing was stunned for a while. Waiting for Shui Yifan to put down the cup, he picked up Shui Yifan and walked straight to the security door.

"What are you doing, let me go." Shui Yifan's voice was already bad because of his stomachache and vomiting all night, and his voice was hoarse and unpleasant.

Pan Wenqing had no intention of letting go of Shui Yifan at all, but still held Shui Yifan tightly.

The cup in Shui Yifan's hand was made of glass, and his movements were a second faster than his thoughts. When he came to his senses, the cup had already reached Pan Wenqing's head. The cup was broken, and blood flowed down his hair, sticky Pan Wenqing's eyes were filled with blurred water. Pan Wenqing's eyes were red, and he looked like a Shura ghost who came out of hell.

Shui Yifan still maintained the posture of smashing Pan Wenqing, the blood dripped on the pajamas, blooming gorgeous flowers, and lowered his hand, "I'm sorry."

Pan Wenqing didn't care at all, half of his fair face was stained red with blood, "Xiaofan, you vomit blood, you have to go to the hospital quickly, be good, be obedient."

Shui Yifan finally didn't do anything, and let Pan Wenqing send himself to the hospital.

Xu Zhiqiao was still in the hospital for maintenance. Cui Can accompanied him every day and never left. When he received the call, Cui Can was feeding Xu Zhiqiao. For these few days, Cui Can was feeding him every day. little baby.

"Wenqing?" Cui Can answered the phone suspiciously. Normally, Pan Wenqing would not call him, unless it was about Shui Yifan. Cui Can thought that since Xu Zhiqiao was hospitalized, he had never seen Shui Yifan. , and never made a phone call. It can be said that he didn't know about Shui Yifan's situation at all. Now that Pan Wenqing called him, Cui Can's heart beat a little fast.

Pan Wenqing's voice came from the phone, and he sounded a little anxious. Cui Can didn't understand what was going on for a while, "Talk slowly, what's wrong with Fanfan?"

"He vomits blood a little. You can contact the gastroenterology doctor. He may have a gastrointestinal problem. I'm on my way to take him to the hospital right now, and I'll be there soon."

After hanging up the phone, Cui Can got up and went to the gastroenterology department to find a doctor, "Fanfan has a stomach problem, I'll go to the gastroenterology department to find a doctor, you wait first, I'll be back later." Xu Zhiqiao said.

Xu Zhiqiao couldn't help him with anything, he could only comfort Cui Can, "Okay, don't worry, he should be fine."

"You don't know, Fanfan hasn't had a stomach problem for a long time. Shen Juan took care of him before, but now Shen Ju doesn't care about it. It's a matter of time before he gets a stomach problem. I have to go and see. Be good. "

Xu Zhiqiao waved his hand, signaling Cui Can not to be in a hurry.