Fake is true

The pointer crossed the node quietly, and Zheng Chang always remembered Yan Fangsheng's going back to watch the movie in his heart. He didn't drink quickly, and while he was still awake, Zheng Chang sent a message to Yan Fangsheng.

Peace of mind: how is it?You can almost see it

Peace of mind: Don't worry about my work

Peace of mind: very solid

Y: haven't watched it yet

Peace of mind:?

Calm and calm: Didn't watch at all?

Y: um

Zheng Chang sat up straight from the beauty's nest, to confirm that he did not send the message to the wrong person.

Peace of mind: This is not your way

Peace of mind: Don't you always insist that what can be done today will never be delayed until tomorrow?

Peace of mind: Does the wound hurt?I checked online before, and the amputation site will cause phantom limb pain. If you are really uncomfortable, take it easy.

Zheng Chang was deeply worried, and he was typing a little more solemnly, his brows were furrowed, and a deep wrinkle appeared.

Y: I'm fine

Calmly: Then what are you doing?

Y: watch videos with others

Peace of mind:?

Calm and calm: No, you don't really bring a milk doll, do you?What can you watch with your children?Bear haunts Pleasant Goat?

Calmly: how old is the child?

Calm: boy or girl?

Peace of mind: I didn't expect you to be able to play with children

Y: I will watch the film tomorrow and give you feedback

Peace of mind: I'm in no rush for your feedback

Y: Go to bed early

Peace of mind:?

Peace of mind:? ?

Peace of mind: ...

Noisy music rang in Zheng Chang's ears. Seeing him put down his phone, the lady who was separated from him on the left and right pressed against him again. Under the psychedelic lights, he smelled of alcohol.

In order to make him shut up, Yan Fangsheng told him to go to bed early.

Yan Fangsheng glanced at the time on the top of the phone, while Mu Zhou was still staring at the TV screen intently.

"It would be difficult to see a doctor if you get injured in such a place, right?" Mu Zhou was completely fascinated, not only finished watching the disc with his parents, but also watched the documentary with Yan Fangsheng.

If you want to ride a bicycle in an inaccessible environment and keep the original environment, you must stay away from places where crowds gather. In addition, downhill has high requirements for the riding environment, which is not enough for ordinary mountains.

"Yeah." Yan Fangsheng turned off the screen of the phone and put it upside down on his lap, "Going back to school tomorrow?"

"Yes, the mid-term exam is coming soon, I want to go back early."

"Yeah." Yan Fang nodded his head, and said suddenly: "Then you still not sleeping?"

Mu Zhou was taken aback, and suddenly discovered the important point in Yan Fang's voice.

"Are you sleepy?" Mu Zhouyang accompanied him to watch for so long, during which he never asked Yan Fangsheng if he was sleepy, if the other party forced himself to watch with him for so long... Mu Zhou felt guilty, Subconsciously said the honorific words.

"Not sleepy." Yan Fang said: "But you need to rest."

Only then did Mu Zhou's heart drop.

"Then can I watch the last part?" Mu Zhou didn't want to drag the last few minutes of the video until tomorrow.

Yan Fangsheng nodded, "Yes."

His eyes turned to the TV screen again. Yan Fangsheng had watched the documentary that was playing on TV many times. At first, he watched it to learn about extreme mountain bikes. Later, he watched it to see the shooting techniques and art style. It is no exaggeration to say that the Yan Fangsheng remembered every episode very clearly.

A good film is new at room temperature, and the film is not boring.

It's just that Yan Fangsheng's thoughts are wandering, and it is difficult to be attracted by the unique and flexible lens language.

Zheng Chang's good words didn't work, but Yan Fangsheng really suffered from phantom limb pain. The part where the prosthesis was removed seemed to return to the scene when he was injured. Yan Fangsheng squeezed the armrest of the wheelchair, his fingers trembled unconsciously, and sweat piled up on his temples.

The pain was not temporary or intermittent, but long and continuous, allowing Yan Fangsheng to relive the pain of the injury. The position of the kneecap became numb after a while, Yan Fangsheng tensed the back of his hand, and his veins protruded.

The more it is at this time, the easier it is to think of some irrelevant scenes inappropriately. Yan Fangsheng thought of the question that Mu Zhou would not regret after asking him in the afternoon.

If Mu Zhou asked again at this time, Yan Fangsheng would say that he regretted it.

He regretted bringing Mu Zhou back.

Yan Fangsheng did not allow himself to be so painful in front of others, let alone yell in front of others.

Should not be.

There should be no one but himself here.

"So fast."

Yan Fangsheng was concentrating on fighting against his keen sense of pain, when he suddenly heard Mu Zhou say something.

Yan Fangsheng tensed his face to see, the subtitles were already scrolling on the screen.

The ending song is melodious pure music, and Mu Zhou stood up from the corner of Yan Fang's voice.

"Thank you brother for watching these with me tonight."

"...um." The syllables came out of the throat abruptly.

"Brother, rest early, too."

Yan Fang nodded his head.

The headlight facing directly on the top was not turned on, and this angle could only borrow a little slanting light from the living room. Yan Fangsheng was afraid that Mu Zhou would notice something strange, and just wanted to urge Mu Zhou to go upstairs quickly.

But Mu Zhou didn't like what he wanted, instead he took two steps forward and asked in surprise, "Brother, are you feeling unwell?"

Mu Zhou's strides were huge, and he walked straight in front of Yan Fangsheng within two steps. He first bowed down to check Yan Fangsheng's situation, then squatted down and looked up at the wheelchair who was a little taller than him. Yan Fangsheng.

Her thin lips were tightly pursed into a straight line, her expression was quite tense, and the place where her hair fell to her forehead was already wet with cold sweat.

Mu Zhou wasn't sure just now, he just barely suspected that Yan Fangsheng was unwell, but when he got closer, it seemed that Yan Fangsheng's condition was worse than he thought.

"Go to bed." Yan Fangsheng slightly closed his eyelids, his attitude was rather cold.

Mu Zhou frowned, and asked, "Brother, are you in pain?"

He shook his head left and right and looked around, "Is there any medicine that can relieve it?"

Yan Fangsheng squeezed the armrest of the wheelchair hard, the back of his hand was so hard that it lost all color.

He took a deep breath, tried his best to suppress his temper, didn't want to talk to Mu Zhou any more, turned the wheelchair and slid towards the room.

Seeing Yan Fangsheng's attitude of refusing to accept help, Mu Zhou couldn't think of a way to deal with it. Yan Fangsheng has always maintained a kind attitude since the first meeting with him. Mu Zhou has never been treated coldly by him, so that he After Yan Fangsheng's temper changed suddenly, he didn't know how to deal with it.

Seeing Yan Fangsheng moving forward slowly, Mu Zhou stood up and strode over to help him push the wheelchair.

"I'll let you..." As soon as Yan Fang's voice came out, Mu Zhou interrupted him, "I'll take you in first."

Pushing the wheelchair to the door of the bedroom, Mu Zhou stepped forward to turn on the door and the light. Yan Fangsheng's room was very consistent with the overall style of the house.

Simple, spacious and tidy.

It looks like no one has ever lived in it, and there are very few personal items.

But after thinking about it, Mu Zhou felt that this was understandable. He remembered that Yan Fangsheng told him that it was not convenient to go upstairs at night, so the real master bedroom should be on the third floor where Mu Zhou hadn't set foot yet.

As a spare bedroom, a little less doesn't hurt.

Taking the indoor scene into his eyes hastily, Mu Zhou turned around and pushed Yan Fangsheng into the room, and entered the blind spot where the door could not be seen, Mu Zhou finally found a little messy appearance.

A half prosthetic was placed upside down beside the bed.

The whole body is white, and the position of the feet is covered with shoes.

After paying attention for a while, Mu Zhou withdrew his gaze, holding Yan Fangsheng's arm with his hand.

"Brother, support me a bit, and I will help you up."

Through the thin shirt, Mu Zhou encircled his powerful upper arm muscles and got closer. Mu Zhou could smell the faint smell of tobacco and perfume mixed from Yan Fangsheng's body. Haunting around the tip of Mu Zhou's nose.

Yan Fangsheng silently gave him his hand, but instead of supporting him as Mu Zhou said, he propped himself on the mattress with one hand and sat on it.

Seeing this, Mu Zhou let go of his hand, and looked at Yan Fangsheng silently.He felt that Yan Fangsheng's condition hadn't improved, and now his lips were pale and bloodless.

But he seemed to have no reason to stay anymore, after all, Yan Fangsheng showed an attitude of not wanting to show his fragility to others.

After thinking about it, Mu Zhou said, "Do you have any painkillers at home? I'll help you get some water."

"It's useless." Yan Fangsheng took a deep breath, "Go and rest and recharge your spirits."

He seemed to have returned to the original state, gentle and appropriate, but Mu Zhou could hear the anxiety hidden in his words.

Yan Fangsheng was talking to him suppressing his emotions.

Mu Zhou didn't want Yan Fangsheng to hold on like this anymore, if he didn't leave for a moment, Yan Fangsheng would probably be able to sit opposite him on the bed for a while.

So Mu Zhou said, "Good night."

"Ah."

Mu Zhou turned the wheelchair to a position where Yan Fangsheng could easily sit on it, and then walked out of the room and closed the door. The moment the door closed, Mu Zhou felt that he was too stupid. Tomorrow, Yan Fangsheng would definitely wear the prosthetic limb placed beside the bed. , How can I use a wheelchair.

But Mu Zhou couldn't fall asleep completely because of this disturbance, it wasn't all because of this, but because he didn't feel sleepy at all.

Watching the documentary made his heart beat and his adrenaline surged, which kept his nerves in a state of excitement. Now the adrenaline probably hasn't lost its effect, and Mu Zhou doesn't feel sleepy at all.

He sat back on the sofa, turned off the TV that was still playing, and the huge living room fell silent immediately. Mu Zhou stood still for a moment, and took out his mobile phone to search for entries.

- amputation pain

- Wound pain after amputation

——How to relieve the pain after amputation

- Sudden pain after the amputation site has healed

……

After searching around, Mu Zhou saw a lot of relevant information, but he didn't know the specific situation of Yan Fangsheng.However, Yan Fangsheng probably didn’t bluff him. Mu Zhou saw the messages of other amputee patients in the Q&A, saying that oral painkillers are useless for the pain after amputation, and the pain still hurts.

After reading many questions and answers, Mu Zhou finally saw a fairly reliable one, saying to let the patient heat the amputated part.

Mu Zhou searched in reverse, and after confirming that the hot compress was effective, he immediately got up and rushed to the toilet to get a clean towel and a water basin.

After receiving a basin full of hot water, Mu Zhou took it and knocked on the closed door of Yan Fangsheng's room.

"Enter."

Through the door, Mu Zhou heard Yan Fang's voice answering.

Mu Zhou quickly unscrewed the door, and put the water basin on the ground.

Yan Fangsheng was not asleep, and the bedroom lights were not turned off, but Mu Zhou was surprised that Yan Fangsheng didn't even move, how he sat when Mu Zhou went out, and how he was still sitting when he came in again.

Looking at the basin on the ground, Mu Zhou and Yan Fangsheng met their gazes.

At a certain moment, Mu Zhou clearly saw the puzzlement in Yan Fangsheng's eyes.

Holding the towel, Mu Zhou inexplicably remembered the public service advertisements that were shown on TV when he was a child.

Gritting his teeth, Mu Zhou said, "It is said on the Internet that hot compresses can relieve pain."

"Do you want to try?"