Wanjie takeaway

Unexpectedly, Wei Dao just stood on the ground, his knees softened, and he almost knelt down.

He seemed to have had knees and knees knocked to the ground before, it was painful to kneel and sit, and tears came out of both eyes.

Wei Dao closed his eyes, Di Weiliao tried to pull him, but he failed, Wei Dao almost bumped his head against the white wall.

It was the white wall under the window that he had kicked several times before.

Tit for Tat?

Wei Dao felt sick again.

dizzy.

Di Weiliao stood on the side and looked, and found that Wei Dao didn't seem to be able to get up, so he stretched out his hand and pulled him lightly, but Wei Dao didn't feel anything, so he simply bypassed Wei Dao and brought another chair over, Wei Dao sighed. Turned over on the ground, at least half of his face would not be on the ground, in fact, he almost fell asleep just now.

so sleepy.

However, as soon as Wei Dao thought that Di Wei was still by his side, he knew that he would not be able to fall asleep peacefully.

get up.

Wei Dao barely opened his eyes, sat on the ground and sighed, his eyes closed quickly, his shoulders on both sides hurt, his eyes hurt, and the cheekbones on his face also hurt, probably because he was hit just now, the floor was cold, and his eyes couldn’t move. It hurt so much, the cheekbones hurt more than the eyes.

Di Weiliao put Wei Dao on the chair and looked at it, felt that something was wrong, and went out again, Wei Dao sighed, thinking: When he finishes spinning around and doesn't speak or move around, maybe the corpses underneath are all dead. I cleaned myself up.

Outrageous.

Di Weilai came back soon. He found a wheelchair, all black, and when the four wheels rolled in, there was a rattling sound. He wanted to move the chair that Wei Dao was sitting on first, but it was not easy for Wei Dao to sit on it. Moving around in the chair, after thinking about it, he put Wei Dao aside, put the previous chair next to the one he was sitting on, and then turned the wheelchair around. At this time, he remembered that the space was It's a bit narrow.

So he moved out a chair on the other side of the bed, probably because the chairs were not pleasing to the eye.

Wei Dao sat on the ground and leaned against the bedside table behind him and laughed at him: "You also have today. I thought you were a good person who doesn't get angry."

Di Weiliao snorted, moved all the chairs out, opened the door again, put back the chairs he was sitting on as before, pushed the wheelchair in, kicked the door and the wall, walked in slowly, and put Pushing the wheelchair between the bed and the window, he slowly put Wei Dao in the wheelchair, looked around, seemed to be barely satisfied, and nodded.

There was a happy and unhappy smile on his face.

Wei Dao didn't have much strength and was too lazy to move, so he leaned against the bedside table with his eyes closed, and waited for him to finish those messy chairs before speaking.

Feeling that he was coming, I opened my eyes and looked at it, then closed my eyes again, as if closing my eyes to rest my mind.

Di Weiliao knew that he couldn't fall asleep at this time, so he wasn't worried at all.

He took two steps around Weidao and the wheelchair, turned around, and looked around, as if there was something unfinished.

Wei Dao blinked, his left eye hurt, and he started to cry when he opened it, he still smiled, half-jokingly and half-sarcastically said: "I kind of know why you are still in such good health at your age, it must be because you are so busy every day Are you exercising constantly? Is it? I think it is, if not, the average person at your age is really not as energetic as you, going back and forth, walking around with a few chairs, hey."

He just blatantly laughed at him, relying on Di Wei, he couldn't hit him anyway.

Di Weiliao took a breath, he really wouldn't hit him, but when he walked over, he stood aside and said: "You can say a few words, you can't do more, don't you count on me?

If I can't do it, let's put the two of us here, and call someone to pick up the coffin later.I can even arrange the crematorium and urn for you!you either? "

Wei Dao covered his face and said with a smile: "Why don't you give it to the person downstairs, maybe he needs it?"

Di Weiliao sneered and said: "Don't worry about it, others can ask you to help? When you help, everyone will be reduced to ashes."

As he spoke, he stretched out his hand and pushed the wheelchair for Wei Dao, pushing it around in a circle, Wei Dao almost vomited out.

Wei Dao couldn't help yelling loudly: "What are you doing?!"

In fact, the voice is not very loud. After all, he is still a patient, and his illness has not recovered, and it even has a tendency to worsen.

He pressed the handle of the wheelchair with one hand so that he would not have the strength to slide directly to the ground and lay down again. He covered his eyes with one hand, but couldn't cover his chest, and covered his chest, but couldn't cover his stomach. His face was originally covered with palms. It was hot, and as soon as I put my hands down, the wind from outside the window came in and swirled around my face, making it itchy and painful, and also a bit chilly.

"Cough cough cough-"

Wei Dao covered the lower half of his face with his free hand but could not cover the eyes of the upper half of his face, coughing and wanting to vomit, thinking dizzily: If I die here, it must be because of Di Wei.

Everyone is like this, and they don't care about the infusion needles in their hands, Wei Dao didn't even think about it, and Di Weiliao didn't even think about it.

Then, the needle came out from the back of Weidao's hand, sizzling slowly, tick-tocking out the glucose.

Wei Dao was sitting in a wheelchair, and the back of his hand was bleeding gradually. It was because the infusion needle was not held down after it came out of the blood vessel.

Bleeding in the blood vessels, the infusion of glucose can circulate and absorb in the body along the blood vessels. This probably means that the infusion needle is gone, but the blood vessels are still there, and the hand with broken skin and blood vessels does not need to be held down by anything, but it can be done by yourself. Is there blood coming out of Ji Li Gu Lu?

Wei Dao was even more dizzy.

His complexion is already fair, and he doesn't like to bask in the sun, so it is getting whiter and whiter. Regardless of whether it is the soul or the body, injuries are painful anyway. When the body is injured, it bleeds, and when the soul is injured, it only cares about the pain. The two phases superimpose, and Wei Dao's eyes darken. , My whole body was in pain, but I had no strength, so I just closed my eyes and lay in the wheelchair, as if I was about to fall asleep, and I seemed to be about to pass out, but after a while, nothing happened.

He was just out of sight, frail, wounded, crippled in a wheelchair, and might as well have been in bed.

A weak look is better than dying, just a little bit, neither can make Di Weiliao think that he is going to die, nor let Di Weiliao just put people aside to see the situation.

Wei Dao finally lost consciousness briefly.

very short.According to his own feeling, it was probably an instant.

He didn't think he was asleep, he thought he had closed his eyes.

When he opened his eyes, he lay on the bed, overturned his thoughts before opening his eyes, and thought: Sure enough, I probably fell asleep.

He was in exactly the same position on the bed as before, which is nothing to say.

Just want to vomit.

Wei Dao lay on the side of the bed, retched, and thought again: This kind of time should be matched with the words "waking up from sleep".

Di Weiliao unsteadily pushed open the door and came in, first helped Weidao back to the bed, then casually wiped the floor with a mop, it was quite clean, Weidao took a look, the floor was as clean as if Di Weiliao had known it for a long time It looked like he'd get out of bed and sit in front of the bedside table in a while.

Wei Dao still had the infusion needle in one hand.

This time, he was impolite, Wei Dao directly pulled out the needle.

When the tip of the needle was pointing up, the inside was still ticking out to squeeze out the glucose.

Wei Dao felt much better.

Eyes still hurt though.

However, it doesn't matter, as time goes by, he will be able to adapt.

If you are afraid, you will be afraid that it will not be long or short. If it is short, you can bear it and pass it. If it is long, you can just get used to it.

Di Weiliao glanced at Weidao, noticed something, but didn't stop him.

Wei Dao took him as the default.

He turned over and got out of bed, tried his legs first, but it wasn't so numb that he couldn't control it.

Wei Dao held Di Wei Liao with one hand, and Di Wei Liao stood aside obediently and waited, he knew what Wei Dao was going to do.

Although Wei Dao did not explain the situation to him this time.

Wei Dao held Di Wei as if he was holding a slightly longer walking stick, stood firm, let go, and Di Wei looked at him.

He did stand firm.

Di Wei got out of the way a bit.

Wei Dao was also polite, and moved to the window.

His steps are not too wide, a bit like the small steps used in military training.

It's not hypocritical or injured, it's just that his legs are a little out of control. For a while, he didn't know whether he hurt his legs and feet while he was asleep, or whether he slept for too long and lay down too quietly, so he didn't use his legs very much. Ready to strike.

Wei Dao took a deep breath, Hao Xuan stretched out his hand to grab the window lattice, Di Wei Liao stood aside to look at it, and gave him a hand.

Di Weiliao thought for a while, and simply put Weidao by the window, and he handled Weidao like moving a mannequin.

did not speak.

Wei Dao looked down, and the bottom was still clean.

He stood back, and Di Weilai stood beside him to stop him.

A person fell from the sky.

Wei Dao looked more and more familiar, but when the man fell, his head was down, his feet were up, his face was facing the sky, and his back was facing Wei Dao.

Wei Dao did not see the face.

He intuitively felt that the face might not be as simple as familiar.

Di Weiliao was a little worried that Weidao would not be able to stand still, so he put his hand behind Weidao, and Weidao felt that this Di Weiliao probably didn't intend to let him leave without seeing the real Buddha.

If he went back to bed, he didn't know if he would have to sleep again.

Mainly, I don't know how long it takes to sleep.

He can sleep forever, but he is afraid that when he closes his eyes and opens them, he will wake up suddenly.

He really didn't sleep much.

As we all know, rest without falling asleep is not sleep.

I don't know if Di Weiliao next to me understands this truth.

Wei Dao glanced at Di Weiliao sideways, and Di Weiliao felt confused.

Wei Dao lowered his gaze, and his eyes gradually became clear, like a beam of strong light shining through a dense and thick fog.

The dead person underneath turned his face upside down at some point, his face was still intact, but Wei Dao couldn't see it clearly, he vaguely felt that the outline was very familiar, and he wanted to vomit again.

Di Weiliao patted Weidao's back.