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On the first day of the Lunar New Year, Lin Luo and his family hadn't come back yet, and the other two families seemed to have left. Only Liang Liang and I were left in the whole building, very quiet.

Although my leg has improved a lot after being "treated" by Song Xiuming in such a weird way yesterday, I can feel that the problem this time is so serious that it cannot be ignored, because even if the "phantom limb" is not No pain, I still feel it.

I feel that it hurts occasionally, and when I lie down and relax my whole body, it also relaxes. Anyway, no matter what, it is on my body.

I didn't know what to do, I told Liang Liang that he was anxious, and wanted to eliminate the hallucination with the same method as yesterday, but I couldn't stop hitting my legs so hard.

Mingming's vision told him that that leg didn't exist, but he always felt that hitting his leg like this would really hurt.

I used my mobile phone to go online and offline, and checked the relevant information on phantom limb disease, and the more I read, the more worried I became.

It seems that Song Xiuming's statement yesterday that "this disease is a bit complicated" is really an understatement. It is clearly stated on the Internet that there is no definite cure for this symptom. Some people say that this is a mental illness. I have to see it. Doubt I might have some kind of mental illness.

How do I cope with a condition that has no definitive treatment plan and may require a lot of physical therapy?I don't have enough money to see serious illnesses, even if Liang Liang can lend me money, he won't be able to borrow much.

For a while, my mood was extremely bad.

Our meals can only be cooked by Liang Liang himself, no matter how bad the cooking is, we have to eat it, after all, no one will cook for us, and it is impossible to order takeaway every day.

When Liang Liang brought all the lunch to the table, he whispered, "I think Yao Jiu is still downstairs."

I looked at him tiredly and said nothing.

Liang Liang murmured, "He saw me, but he didn't come to talk to me, and it looks like he hasn't slept all night."

When I thought of the "left leg" that made me worry, I couldn't help but twitched the corner of my mouth, thinking that if I look at me all day, my left leg will be able to come back?Then he said: "Don't keep mentioning him, let him stay if he likes to stay."

"Oh," Liang Liang obediently responded, and then immediately asked gossipingly, "What did you and Yao Jiu talk about yesterday? What did you and him say?"

"Eat more and talk less!" I glared at him.

After lunch, I hesitated and picked up my mobile phone to call Song Xiuming for the first time, but after a few beeps, the phone was hung up!

I was stunned, and called back again, this time I hung up even more readily than before.

All of a sudden I was angry.

Whoever told me to ask him if I have a problem!Who said it would be responsible for my left leg!hello song

Xiu Ming!

After thinking about it, I thought that although Song Xiuming showed up at the critical moment last night and carried me upstairs nervously, but when I hinted at him, he said "I'll ask you next time", posing Ming Ming has no interest in the matter between Yao Jiu and me.How dare you say you like me?

I was a little upset, so I turned off my phone and put it aside.

At night, the "left leg" intensified.I was in so much pain that I couldn't pretend anymore, I could only curl up in the quilt.Liang Liang soon realized something was wrong, and hurriedly pulled my quilt and asked, "What's wrong? It hurts again?"

I felt a little unsteady from the pain, and said to him, "Hurry up and punch my left leg!"

"Where did you get your left leg!" Liang Liang was taken aback, and then he clenched his fist and swung it down at my empty trouser leg!

Seeing the fist hitting the pants with my own eyes, and hearing the muffled sound from the quilt, I was relieved, and the pain was slightly better.

Liang Liang seemed to be tossed a little by me, Gu Zizai murmured, "This is not possible, I will send you to the hospital tomorrow."

I rolled my eyes and muttered, "I don't want to see that Song Xiuming."

Liang Liang looked at me with strange eyes.

I stared back and asked, "What?"

"You have a limit for losing your temper!" Liang Liang suddenly raised his voice, "Hasn't Song Xiuming been nice to you all the time, why do you always have problems with him! You have to toss yourself to death That's right? Mo Le, you are too cheap!"

I was scolded for being stupid, and it was rare to see Liang Liang yell at people so aggressively.

I couldn't hold back my face for a while, so I subconsciously muttered: "I called him this afternoon and he hasn't answered yet..."

Liang Liang was taken aback, and said suspiciously: "Have you called him?"

I was silent for a while, then nodded honestly.

Liang Liang said categorically: "He is a doctor, how can he answer your call anytime and anywhere! You won't see him turn off the phone without answering your call, otherwise Song Xiuming will not call you back until now!"

I always blush, Liang Liang, do you want to understand my temper so well?I'm so embarrassed to take out my phone!

When I turned my phone back on in desperation, I did receive several text messages and several missed calls.

Liang Liang rolled his eyes and said, "Next time you lose your temper like this, be careful that no one will find out!"

I curled my lips, knowing that my reason was not sufficient, and I was also a little guilty.

But I was a little happy when I saw those text messages from Song Xiuming.

I called back, this time I was picked up quickly, and I heard Song Xiuming say out of breath: "When you called in the afternoon, I happened to be having an operation, and I will call you back later. None

Yes, what's the matter? "

I confessed honestly: "My leg hurts again."

I heard footsteps on the stairs, subconsciously listened to the phone and turned my head away, and sure enough, I heard a knock on the door the next second.Liang Liang ran to open the door, and the moment I saw Song Xiuming who put the phone to his ear, I suddenly had a very subtle feeling in my heart.

This feeling made me stare blankly at Song Xiuming for a while without any reaction, until Song Xiuming hung up the phone and came in and waved his hand helplessly in front of my eyes, I waved his hand away without confidence, roughly He said in a rough voice: "Shaking what, I'm dizzy from shaking my head!"

Song Xiuming smiled and said nothing.

I lowered my head, always feeling a little hot on my face.

Liang Liang laughed and said to go downstairs to wash the fruit. I want to say that we only have three apples here. Where can you wash it? Why do you want to wash it downstairs?

Only Song Xiuming and I were left in the room, and Song Xiuming asked me to take off my pants for him to check.

After pressing and pinching for a long time, Song Xiuming said: "I'm fine tomorrow morning. I'll take you to the hospital. This kind of disease belongs to the psychiatric department. I will help you contact a good doctor."

I said, "It is said on the Internet that taking medicine will not get better at all."

Song Xiuming sighed, and said: "Most patients did not get better after taking those medicines, but some of them were cured. The key is not to rely on medicine alone."

I was silent for a long time before asking: "Is this disease really troublesome? Will it last forever?"

Song Xiuming squatted down, looked at me and said: "Some people may not get better for a lifetime, but some people get better after a while. The key is that you can't think about this kind of thing before receiving treatment. Many times To see a doctor is to look at a state of mind, if the state of mind is not good, no disease will be cured.”

I hesitated for a while, and discussed this issue with Song Xiuming in a more serious manner: "The problem is, I saw a lot of people with this disease on the Internet and they didn't recover after several years... If If the treatment is useless... I don't have that much money, I might as well not go to the hospital, maybe in a few days..." My voice became smaller and smaller, mainly because Song Xiuming didn't smile shadowed.

I am a little depressed.

Lenovo Song Xiuming said yesterday that I didn't pay attention to my body, and hearing my words today would probably make him even more angry, but now I'm talking to him about this kind of thing in a very calm state and very seriously.

Among the amputee people, it is rare for me to be like me. My parents have left, and my only friend is Liang Liang, but Liang Liang himself has had a hard time.Now the expenses of the two of us are almost covered by him alone.It is a fact that there is no money to go to the hospital to see this kind of disease. If it doesn't get better after seeing it, there is no need to waste money.

After a long time, Song Xiuming said, "I

Tell you my solution, and you are not allowed to lose your temper. "

I choked, stared at him and said, "Let's hear it!"

Song Xiuming smiled lightly, and then said: "I will lend you the money for your medical treatment, and when you are able to repay it in the future, just return it to me."

I was taken aback, frowned and said, "You want me to spend your money?"

"I really think so, but when the time comes, you'll have to talk about my relationship with you and why I borrowed money from you." Song Xiuming said helplessly, blocking all my words.

I am speechless.

"So when I said I would lend you money, the point is, if you said you would be friends with me, if you only regarded me as a friend, why couldn't you borrow money from me?" Song Xiuming said it as a matter of course, "Don't tell me Difficult, will Liang Liang not lend you money?"

... Of course Liang Liang wouldn't do this kind of thing, but sometimes it's because he is too generous that I feel a little sorry.

I may be careless and shameless at ordinary times, but I am not heartless.To be honest, if there is a reliable job, even if the "left leg" is hurting every day, I am willing to try it, it is better than lying in bed every day and burdening Liang Liang.

Seeing that I was silent, Song Xiuming made a final decision: "That's it, I'll pick you up."

I pouted.