Boss, do you think I look like a dish?

"Can you hear me, right? You can see me, too?" Xia Chen stood up and looked around, "Why are you peeping at me? What do you want from me? I'm just a student, an ordinary Ordinary people, what on earth do I have that deserves your attention?"

No one answered him, the birds were still singing outside the window, and the breeze blew through the treetops, "Clatter...clap..."

For the next three days, Xia Chen had a good time. The hospital installed a TV in his room, placed a sofa, provided him with extra fruit, and changed a full set of bedding.

Xia Chen takes a pill on an empty stomach every morning after getting up, goes out for activities in the morning, eats lunch and takes a nap in the afternoon, and spends all the afternoon watching TV in the ward to pass the time. Being yourself is no different than taking a vacation.

He doesn't have many friends on weekdays. His father often told him that there are no eternal friends, only eternal interests, so he is surrounded by some friends who can be bought with money. He never takes this kind of friends seriously.

On the third night, Zhao Sheng arrived as promised, holding a black-brown pill that exudes fragrance in his hand, "Hurry up, hurry up, it's just out of the oven, and it's still hot."

Xia Chen laughed, "You talk like that, I thought you were going to give me freshly baked cheese pizza."

Zhao Sheng's temper became a lot more irritable, he stopped talking nonsense with him, and directly pinched his cheek, forcing him to open his mouth and throw the pill in.

"What does this pill do?"

"If Poor Dao knows, I still need to ask you to test the medicine!"

Xia Chen pouted, "That makes sense."

"So if there is any change at night, let me know tomorrow morning."

Xia Chen lay down on the sofa indifferently, "I'll tell you when you come, and I won't see you off if you walk slowly."

Smacking his mouth slowly, Xia Chen tasted it carefully, and there seemed to be a trace of sweetness in his mouth, like the scent of some kind of fruit.

After Zhao Sheng left, Xia Chen boredly picked up the remote control to search for TV programs. Suddenly, he paused and found mushrooms growing in the corner of his ward.

He walked over curiously to check, these small mushrooms were wearing small dark brown umbrellas, and a row was growing in the corner of the wall.It doesn't look like a poisonous mushroom in color, but this kind of mushroom is obviously not in his daily diet. He only thinks that the corner of the ward is damp and the fungus grows luxuriantly, so he continues to watch TV indifferently.

At night, Xia Chen lay on the hospital bed and suddenly felt his body getting hotter and hotter. There was a fire burning from his stomach to his throat. Suction with obvious heat.

That dead Taoist wouldn't give him something tonic, would he?

Xia Chen lifted the quilt and looked at his quiet little friend, and found nothing unusual, so he was relieved.

But right away, he felt that it was too early for him to feel relieved, the fire in his body gradually spread to his limbs, rampaging non-stop in his body, burning him to death.

Xia Chen gritted her teeth, covered the pain in her mouth, and kept greeting Zhao Sheng's relatives and friends, eight generations of ancestors.

But that didn't offset the physical pain he was enduring.

It would be great if it didn't hurt so much. The fire that was running around seemed to hear Xia Chen's thoughts, and the force of the collision gradually weakened, which made Xia Chen breathe a sigh of relief.

At this time, Xia Chen was already breaking out in a cold sweat from the torment, taking deep breaths in an attempt to relieve the pain in his body.

I don't know how long it took until Xia Chen's clothes were completely soaked, and this pain finally came to an end.

Xia Chen fell back on the bed to rest for a while, got up and went to the bathroom to take a shower and change clothes, washed off the sticky cold sweat, put on a set of clean clothes, and slowly walked out of the bathroom while leaning on the wall.

It was as if his whole body had been thrown into a fire and burned, and he really didn't want to go through that pain a second time.

"Huh?" Xia Chen stared at the mushroom at the base of the wall in surprise.

He remembered that in the afternoon, the mushrooms had only grown a few rows, but by now, the mushrooms had already climbed up half of the wall, but he couldn't find them because they were blocked by the TV.

"The house leaks happen to rain all night, and when you are unlucky, even the plants bully you." Xia Chen picked up a handful of mushrooms with his hands and threw them by his feet, and went back to bed to sleep.

Zhao Sheng appeared next to Xia Chen's bed early the next morning, seeing the black and blue under Xia Chen's eyes, Zhao Sheng laughed unkindly.

"Wake up, wake up, the sun is drying your ass."

As soon as Xia Chen opened his eyes, he found that his enemy was looking at him with a smile. Without thinking about it, he punched him hard, and Zhao Sheng's left eye socket was instantly black.

"You, you... why are you doing it again!"

"Sorry, don't get so close to me next time, I'm angry about getting up." Xia Chen turned his back to him.

"Okay, I still can't learn well, then the poor will see how long you can last." Zhao Sheng left another small bottle on the bedside. "This is today's elixir, tell me, how did you feel yesterday."

"Fire, the pain of being burned by the flames."

"how long?"

"You didn't ask me to time it, how would I know."

"Then start counting today, and Pindao will come to you tomorrow morning."

Hearing no more sound, Xia Chen raised his head to have a look, and directly poured the pill in the bottle into his mouth. After last night, he was in no mood to taste the taste of the pill again.

The only reason why he didn't hesitate to take the pill given by Zhao Sheng was that when he got up early, he found that although he had been tortured last night, his body felt full of strength. The original strength was like a stream, but now it is indeed as majestic as It was as vast as the sea, and now he could feel the wind from his arms whenever he waved his hands.

After breakfast, before watching a variety show, it's time to go out for activities.The weather today is gloomy and the sky is covered with dark clouds. During breakfast, Wang Yang said that the rainy season is about to enter. It is expected that there will be a lot of rain in the mountains this year. Whenever this time is due to the weather, the time to go out for activities will be adjusted accordingly.

Xia Chen's current activity location has been fixed. First, he went to the bench to look for the white-haired old man, and then went to the bottom of the wall to look for Xiaojun. Today, he still couldn't find the old man, but he saw Xiaojun.

It's still the same corner, the same posture, and the still little army.

"Brother, why don't you talk?" Xiaojun looked up at Xia Chen who was squatting next to him. He was very surprised why Xia Chen didn't move after squatting down.

At this moment, Xia Chen felt as though ten thousand alpacas were galloping by. It wasn't that he didn't want to speak, but that he suddenly couldn't move, his throat seemed to be blocked by a stone, his tongue was stiff and he couldn't make a sound, and his limbs were stiff, like suddenly During the period, the blood was frozen by the extremely low temperature, and the brain lost control of the nervous system of the whole body.

A flash of lightning flashed across the overcast sky, followed by thunder, and dark clouds hung low, making it look like a downpour was imminent.

Xiaojun raised his head happily, and happily said to Xia Chen, "Brother, it's going to rain, brother, do you like rain? Brother, I like rain very much!"

Xia Chen rolled his big eyes with the two eyes that were still under his control. I can see that you like rain, and I can also see that you like rain very much!But you brat, can you find out that I can't move anymore, don't you know how to hold an umbrella for my brother!

Zhao Sheng, you are a stinking Taoist priest who is struck by thunder, and you can't rob a monk even if you rob a nun. Did you just read the weather forecast and knew it was going to rain today, so you deliberately punished me?

The torrential rain poured down, and the bean-sized raindrops fell on his body. Xiaojun stood up happily and stomped his feet in the heavy rain. The lawn at the base of the wall was pitted by him, which was more conducive to the accumulation of rainwater. Xiaojun stomped hard, Xia Chen, who was squatting beside her, was covered in muddy water.

Xiaojun cheered and ran away, leaving Xia Chen squatting on the spot alone.

If thoughts can kill, he guarantees that Zhao Sheng will die suddenly in the next second!It's a pity that now he can only squat in the heavy rain and get drenched like a drenched chicken.

On the third morning, Zhao Sheng showed up at Xia Chen's bedside on time, this time Xia Chen didn't even bother to open his eyes.

"What do you feel?"

"The whole body is paralyzed, I can't listen to my commands, and I can't move."

"How long?"

"Is there a tiankeng in your mind? I can't move my whole body. How do I know how long it lasted?"

"Tsk tsk, brat!" Zhao Sheng still left the elixir of the day, turned around and disappeared.

Today, Xia Chen was extremely vigilant. He asked Wang Yang to bring the food in the ward during meals, and he didn't go out for activities. He just sat on the sofa and watched TV. He didn't believe that in this state, that stinky Taoist priest Zhao Sheng Can still fix him.

The reality is sinister and unexpected. From the moment his stomach gurgled, he knew that today was probably a beauty class.

Sure enough, he sat on the toilet all day.

On the fourth day, Xia Chen took the medicine for high spirits, changed from the collapsed state of the previous day, and was obviously pale, but was able to jump up and down and toss the whole ward floor, and a group of people followed him and chased him , failed to catch up with him.

Wang Yang aggressively walked in front of the male nurse, and within a few steps of arresting him, he stepped out of the aura of "big brother". When the effect of the medicine disappeared, Xia Chen was locked in the ward, as pitiful as a chick.

On the fifth day, Xia Chen took the medicine to amplify his emotions, and became irritable and irritable, compassionate, and cried bitterly at every turn, and climbed to the window and sang "My Dream".

Wang Yang gritted his teeth, and had no choice but to inject him with tranquilizers twice in one day. Before he passed out, Xia Chen thought maliciously, even if he wasn't mentally ill, he would become mentally ill after taking so many doses of drugs!

For half a month, Xia Chen lived in dire straits.

Xia Chen relaxed and lay on the bench. In half a month, he had transformed from a spirited guy to a nervous guy. Zhao Sheng didn't let him take medicine for the past two days, in the name of letting him recharge his energy, but From the bottom of his heart, he felt that this stinky Taoist priest could not be so kind, and there might be more vicious pills waiting for him next.

Xia Chen closed his eyes and silently thought about the possibility of his next plan being successfully implemented.