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After lunch, Shen Wan went back to the ward for infusion, and the nurse hung up two bottles of IV for her.

"Does it hurt?" Shen Wan was very quiet during the injection and did not show any discomfort, but Xia Zhen couldn't help asking.

"It doesn't hurt." Shen Wan sat on the bed and shook her head. She has experienced more painful things than this, and then she became numb, whether it hurts or not.

She stared at the needle and asked Xia Zhen, "Can you sell blood here?"

Xia Zhen's heart was beating wildly, "Why do you ask this?"

"The hospital costs a lot of money, and injections and medicines are all money." Shen Wan said seriously, "I don't have any money, and I can get a lot of money by selling blood."

"Who told you?" Xia Zhen sat by the bed, suddenly afraid to hear Shen Wan's next answer.

"I used to be sick in winter. I couldn't afford medicine. I coughed in the morning and at night. When I coughed, my ears buzzed. Aunt Zhou said that my lungs were broken and sent me to the hospital. They asked me to pay, but I had no money. , can’t afford medicine.” Shen Wan pointed to her ear, “I’m afraid it won’t be able to hear you.”

"Aunt Zhou spent a lot of money on medicines. When we walked past the door of the ward, I heard some people say that if you don't have money to see a doctor, you can sell blood. If you sell blood, you will have money. When I recovered from my illness, I followed them to sell blood." Shen Wan raised her sleeves, revealing her thin white arms, "The needle is stuck here."

The blood flowed into the blood bag from the transfusion tube, her eyes turned black and she couldn't even stand up.In the end, the person who collected the blood gave her more than 50 yuan, and she paid back all the money owed to Aunt Zhou.

"How many times have you sold blood?" Xia Zhen grabbed her arm, her face paler than after she had drawn the blood.

Shen Wan recalled, "Three times, each sickness cost a lot of money, I don't have enough money."

"It's not there now, I can't find a place to sell blood." She pursed her lips, with childish sadness lingering between her brows and eyes.

She talks about "money", but she doesn't look worldly, but has a naive and cruel feeling.Selling blood can be exchanged for money, and money can be used to buy things, and buying things is to survive.In order to survive, anything is fine.

"You don't need to spend money on these, don't sell blood." Xia Zhen's nose was sour, "I have a lot of money, you can ask me for money if you don't have any."

As if she was afraid that Shen Wan would not believe it, she unzipped her schoolbag and took out the wallet in the mezzanine.She poured out all the money in it. Paper money and coins were scattered on the quilt, and they were scattered, adding up to 300 yuan.

A lot of money was randomly stuffed in Shen Wan's hand, and she opened her eyes wide.

"It's all for you, don't sell your blood." Xia Zhen looked annoyed, "I only brought so much, and there are many more at home. If you are short of money, tell me and I will give it to you."

In the end, she became anxious, grabbed the remaining money and put it all into Shen Wan's palm: "You have money, these are all yours."

"It's not mine." Xia Zhen was stunned by Shen Wan's words, and she said stubbornly, "I didn't work for you, I don't want it."

She is surprisingly principled in this matter, and she doesn't seem to want to owe anyone favors, so she won't have any worries and can come and go freely.

The corners of Xia Zhen's eyes were drooping. After a long time, she stared at Shen Wan, and murmured, "I can lend you money, and you can pay it back slowly, even a dollar a month."

She hugged Shen Wan, buried her head in the girl's soft abdomen, and muffled: "You come to me, I have everything, don't look for others."

Maybe she was wrong, Shen Wan is not fragile at all, she is stronger than many people.

Shen Wan touched her head, not sure if she listened or not.In the past two years, she has always been sick, and the doctor often said things she couldn't understand. Later, she didn't go to the hospital at all. According to her habit, she had a cough and a fever, and went to the pharmacy to buy medicine by herself.Anyway, every sick winter, after a while, I can always stay until the spring is warm and the flowers are blooming.

In the end, Xia Zhen still took the money back, and she wanted to give it back when she sent Shen Wan away tomorrow, as a proof of the broken relationship.

The two sat together and chatted for a while. It was hot in summer, and the small fan in the ward made me drowsy. Shen Wan leaned against Xia Zhen's arms and fell asleep. Soon, she could only respond with a few vague words.

Xia Zhen shut up and helped her to sleep together.

It was hot, the sweat on the back of her neck slid down her back, her fingers were clasped tightly, she pressed the person under her, and the moisture came from unknown where, wrapping each other.

Her throat was dry, she straightened her waist, and sank again...

wake up.

Xia Zhen was startled, staring at the ceiling absently. After a while, she turned to Shen Wan who was almost half lying on her body, holding her waist tightly, her heart beating wildly.

The sticky heat in the dream came back, the clothes were soaked in sweat, and there was an ambiguous moist feeling between the legs.

The spring dream was hard to get rid of, Xia Zhen felt hot all over with shame, she carefully pulled Shen Wan's arm away, ready to take a bath.

Shen Wan, who has always had a light sleep, woke up startled. She recognized Xia Zhen and rubbed her neck, "Hot."

"Stop hugging, the more you hug, the hotter you get." Xia Zhen remembered, Shen Wan refused, and hooked her with her long legs.

"hot."

I don't know what time it is, the needle has been removed by the nurse, Shen Wan grabs Xia Zhen's shoulder, sucks the side of her weak neck, and repeats anxiously and uneasily: "Hot."

Her state was very wrong, similar to the reaction after her ankle was touched.

Xia Zhen had a premonition that she could no longer stay on the bed, and wanted to leave Shen Wan, "Let go."

Shen Wan didn't listen, she climbed onto Xia Zhen, knelt on both sides of her legs, and kept pulling at Xia Zhen's collar.

Xia Zhen pressed her hand, saw Shen Wan's blushing cheeks, and blinked at her ignorantly.

She took a deep breath, "What are you doing?"

"Hot." Shen Wan lowered her head aggrievedly, as if she was enduring severe pain, she whispered, almost pleading, "It's so hot."

She doesn't know anything, don't scare her, Xia Zhen's eyes weakened, and she let go of her hand resignedly.

Most of the collar was torn off, and the sound of sticky swallowing echoed in the curtained ward. Shen Wan bit her bare skin, leaving many tooth marks on her collarbone.

Xia Zhen frowned in pain, and was numb from Shen Wan sitting on her abdomen. She bit her lip and suppressed her breath.

Suddenly, Shen Wan clamped her waist, changed from biting to licking, and the soft tip of her tongue swept over every sore spot.

Xia Zhen let go of the hand that was gripping the bed sheet, she couldn't hold back, she lifted the corner of Shen Wan's clothes, and stroked her slender and easy-to-bend waist, her heart was in a mess and she had no clue.

Suddenly, Shen Wan raised her wet face and looked at her.

The girl's eyes were all loose, and when she stared at Xia Zhen, it was like a puddle of boiling water.

"Xia Zhen."

She didn't know why she wanted to call Xia Zhen's name at this moment, so she did.

Xia Zhen took a breath: "Yes."

Shen Wan bent her lips and smiled, then hugged her and called, "Xia Zhen."

"Yes." Xia Zhen responded lightly.

The two hugged each other covered in sweat, mingling with each other, and it was difficult to separate.

After a long time, her body temperature cooled down, and Xia Zhen felt a bit of chilling chill. She regained consciousness and helped Shen Wan up.

"You go to take a shower, your clothes are all wet."

"Wash together." Shen Wan pulled her.

I haven't met Xia Zhen before, she always cried uncontrollably, her mind was empty, and her heart had nothing.

It wasn't until she saw Xia Zhen standing there clean and tidy through the glass window that she felt something was in her heart, and the closer she got to Xia Zhen, the stronger this feeling became.

But Xia Zhen rejected her invitation, "I have to wash it myself."