Wanjie takeaway

Wei Dao can't rest assured at all, especially after Fu Feng emphasized several times.

However, there is such an opportunity for a body search in front of him, and it is not for nothing.

Wei Dao looked at the clothes on Fu Feng's body, and said with a sneer: "Well, you raise your hands, squat down, turn your back, and if your clothes are dirty, I won't help you wash anything. Think about it. "

Fu Feng had thought about it a long time ago, and immediately turned his back to Wei Dao, raised his hands, and squatted in front of Wei Dao.

He is still not sure whether the current Weidao has the memory of the previous illusion. If so, the communication in the future will be much easier, and there is no need to waste words. Weidao doesn't want to talk all the time, and he doesn't want to either.

Wei Dao is also welcome.

He covered the wound with one hand, held the knife in the other, and both hands were empty. To search the body, he not only had to squat down with his back turned to approach, but also had to choose a less important hand to use.

The hand covering the wound was already red and sticky from his own blood, and the blood was extremely viscous. It was even more impossible for the hand holding the knife to let go of the only weapon, even if he had no strength, bleeding profusely and the wound was trouble , and unwilling to let go, giving up the weapon is equivalent to giving up oneself, at least, the current Weidao does not have the intention of giving up on himself.

He won't let go.

Who knows if this person will change his mind, if he thinks it's not worth saving him alone, if they save him together, the rewards of that group of people will definitely be much more than what one person can get, Wei Dao is poor and has no good things, so he can't bear it , let alone thank you, he would relax if he was not vigilant that the other party might kill him at any time.

A group of people and one person, a lot of money and bad money, just think about it from any side, Wei Dao doesn't think he has anything worthy of the other party's life, let alone saving a life is better than building a seven-level pagoda, there are so many people here Well, Wei Dao is just one of them. Since he is so merciful, how can he see many people ignore him and only take one away?This is not reasonable.

The wound couldn't be loosened, Wei Dao was covered with heat, and if he let go again, he felt that he could already cool down.

Wei Dao searched Fu Feng's clothes and places where he might have hidden things with his hand holding a knife, and there was indeed no weapon.

"Can I turn around?"

Fu Feng raised his hand and asked.

His voice was still light, but he seemed quite happy.

Wei Dao felt puzzled, and because of the subtle tone of his tone, he didn't know whether it was ridiculous or relaxed. Wei Dao was more willing to believe that he was really going to be cold, but it didn't matter. Even if Liang was here, he couldn't easily believe a A stranger of unknown origin, if he died here, that would be his fate.

He sighed in his heart, but smiled on his face: "Okay."

His tone was a little sloppy.

Fu Feng raised his eyebrows when he heard it, and turned to look at him, Wei Dao's face was twice as pale as usual, his lips were almost white, at first sight, it made people feel that those two eyeballs were getting darker.

It was frighteningly black, as if what I saw was not a person, but some kind of doll without life.

"Can you still go?"

Fu Feng asked.

"No."

Wei Dao coughed twice, feeling as if his intestines were leaking air.

Oh, that was such a novel feeling.

Fu Feng asked: "Are you going to the hospital?"

Wei Dao wanted to say, who doesn't go to the hospital?

However, as far as he is concerned, it is not impossible not to go, even though it is such a serious injury.

Everyone didn't want to make a big deal out of this incident. If they went to the hospital, a group of people would chat around and chatter, making them even more irritable.

Maybe he can die of anger.

Others don't know that he can get better on his own, so why does this person just ask like that?

As soon as Wei Dao raised his eyes, Fu Feng smiled and said, "We met before, don't you know?"

He said to himself: "I see, you must have forgotten all about it, it's okay, I still remember you, I thought we could still be friends, I didn't expect how long it has passed, forget it, just treat it as my own love , After today, each will go his own way, and there will be no more communication, so you don't have to think too much about it."

The more he said that, how could Wei Dao not want to?

But Wei Dao really couldn't remember at all, did he know such a person before?

Not impressed at all.

Therefore, Wei Dao's aura was reduced by half.

Fu Feng asked: "You have an injury like this, it's not easy to move, you have to deal with it here, and the environment is not suitable, where can you go?"

Wei Dao sighed and said: "It's nearby, you go there, the top floor, the outermost house, the one farthest from the stairs."

Fu Feng looked at Wei Dao's injury: "I don't have tools at hand, do you mind if I carry you up? I'm afraid that if I walk halfway with you on my back, your intestines will fall on the road."

Wei Dao laughed, and quickly covered the wound with a pale face and said, "Since you have the strength, you can arrange everything."

Fu Feng smiled at Wei Dao, Wei Dao's eyes were similar to those of moderate myopia, it was blurry, and he felt that the colors were all lumps.

He is a little sleepy.

Fu Feng whispered: "Is the door upstairs open? I don't have a key. Give me the thing to open the door before you rest."

Wei Dao was so sleepy that he opened his eyes and said, "Are you looking for it on the ground?"

Fu Feng picked up a dirty black schoolbag from under the wall on one side, patted it casually, picked up the spilled things on the ground, and picked up a bunch of keys next to the turned over wallet, Wei Dao looked at it Say, "That's the biggest one."

Fu Feng responded, picked up the things, zipped up the schoolbag, and hugged Wei Dao, with the schoolbag hanging on his arm.

Wei Dao was a bit cold, felt chilly on his back, and covered the wound a little tighter with his hands, as if he could gain more heat in this way, Fu Feng felt Wei Dao's movement, and didn't understand why Wei Dao was always so cold, it stands to reason It shouldn't be, but he still hugged Wei Dao a little tighter.

Wei Dao's consciousness was a little slack, he closed his eyes, and his whole body seemed to be a little heavier.

Fu Feng sighed in his heart, walked steadily, carried Wei Dao up to the top floor, opened the door, the room was empty.

There is no sofa, no TV, no radio and all kinds of wires and sundries, no cats, dogs, turtles, fish, and no one else.

Fu Feng put Wei Dao in the bedroom, closed the door when he came in, turned around and went to the toilet to see, there was no separate bathroom here, and there was no bucket connected to the water, so he had to fetch water by himself and went to the balcony to get the veil. Wei Dao wiped his face and hands.

Wei Dao's breathing was very slow, but his heart was beating very fast. The speed of that frequency felt like he was going to die.

Fu Feng wiped the arms, legs and fingernails of Wei Dao who had fallen asleep.

Before he reached out to Wei Dao's abdominal wound where his clothes were stuck to the skin, Wei Dao opened his eyes and looked at the bloody handkerchief.

Eyes froze.

He asked, "This veil?"

Where did you get the handkerchief?Where did you get it?How did you pick it?How do you toss a veil to such an extent?

It can't be mine!How can this be mine?No, no, how can you use my handkerchief!this is mine!

Fu Feng put the handkerchief in the water and twisted it, wiped his hands by the way, looked at the handkerchief and at Wei Dao's expression and said: "I will return you a new one later."

Wei Dao lay on the bed, his eyes were blank and he said: "Who knows when your next time will be."

Fu Feng washed it a few more times: "Let's talk about it next time, we are all friends."

As he spoke, he was about to reach out to lift Weidao's clothes, Weidao was too lazy to move, turned his eyes, and stared at——

Fu Feng withdrew his hand and smiled, "Why don't you clean your wound? I'll help."

Wei Dao closed his eyes, looked like he had a headache and said, "You don't need to come, please go back."

Fu Feng wiped his hands, put the handkerchief on the edge of the basin, stood up and said, "Is it really not necessary?"

He said in a persuasive manner: "I can clean, do laundry and cook, be quiet and quiet. If you don't let me see, I won't open my eyes. If you don't let me talk, I won't say a word. No money, very obedient. Take me in for two days? Don't you still have a room in your house?"

Wei Dao replied lazily: "The door of that room has been locked by someone else. I don't have the key, so I can't open it. The inside has not been cleaned for a long time. It is much dirtier than here. You have seen my key, just like that. To open the door, in addition, it is either a horse character with a broken leg, or it is decorated with a rusty key ring and glue as thin as a piece of paper. What else? Oh, a cabinet key with a bigger nail cover. Is it useful? You Go to a pair, the door over there is locked with a real lock, and neither key can open it. The door on my side is not locked at all, and there is no room key to use at all, let alone anything else. "

Fu Feng lowered his eyes and responded: "Then I'm leaving."

He walked two steps, stood at the door of the room and told Wei Dao: "Clothes need to be changed, handkerchiefs need to be dried, shoes need to be brushed, pillows, quilts and sheets must be washed with water, remember to disinfect, don't forget to eat, three meals a day, drink It’s okay to order some hot water to deal with it, you still have to eat what you should eat, eat whatever you like, and you won’t be able to eat well when you die.”

Wei Dao waved his hand weakly: "Okay, okay, go about your business and do what you say, I don't have to live anymore, waiting for death is straightforward and simple, it's better to let you stay."

Fu Feng's eyes lit up, and he said with a smile: "What did you just say? You told me to stay, and I have no other place to go, so you can take me in for a few days, and when the time comes, I will leave naturally, don't worry , I will never waste it, save as much as I can, not a penny, and take good care of you."

Wei Dao didn't bother to pay attention to him, just said: "I want to sleep."

Fu Feng didn't speak.

Wei Dao closed his eyes and fell asleep in a quiet environment.

As he fell asleep, he gradually let go of his hands, and when he turned over, the hem of his clothes began to fold upwards.

Fufeng didn't clean up that part for Weidao, the blood stains were still there, and the skin color was almost the same as the other parts, extremely white, so it looked extremely dirty, covered with a lot of blood, looking from the side to the abdomen, the blood scab had solidified into a brittle lump, The unevenness sticks to the skin.