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She was in a hurry.

Aspergillus flavus, this is highly poisonous!

"Doctor, what should we do then?"

As soon as he finished speaking, the nurse came in with a saline bottle.

"Replenish the fluid first to dilute the toxins in the blood."

Chen Zhengrong hurried over to help, she helped Song Zhi to the hospital bed, and held his uncle's hand, the nurse bent down and began to operate skillfully.

"vomit?"

"Don't vomit," said the sister-in-law.

"What about abdominal pain?"

Song Zhi shook his head lightly.

"It's okay, mild disease."

"What did he eat this morning?" asked the doctor. "Is there anything in the house that has been stored for a long time?"

"I didn't eat anything." The sister-in-law recalled worryingly, "Yesterday... last night he went to the Lingshan County Reservoir."

"Little Zhi," she patted Song Zhi's back to wake him up: "What did you eat there?"

The uncle opened his eyes and looked at her with wet eyes.He was sweating profusely on his forehead, his face was already white, but now it was frighteningly white, and he looked even thinner.

Song Zhi seemed to hear it, but he couldn't understand it, his eyes moved, and he couldn't say a word.

Seeing that her uncle hadn't moved for a long time, the sister-in-law hurriedly called Fang Chengyan.

The man was very surprised when he found out, he was silent on the phone for two seconds, and immediately told Chen Zhengrong: "It's wine, made in a small restaurant."

"He took two or three sips."

"what?"

Sister-in-law exclaimed.

"Don't panic, is it the hospital in the town?"

"Correct."

"I'll be right there." The man quickly hung up the phone.

God, two or three bites, not too much, not too much... The sister-in-law put her heart back into her stomach a little.

She told the doctor Fang Chengyan's exact words.

The doctor checked Song Zhi's blood report again: "That's right, wine is made from grain, and once it becomes moldy, it is highly toxic, but the degree of mildew in those wines should not be high, and there are not many toxins in the blood, so you don't have to worry too much about it." Too worried."

Immediately afterwards, the doctor told the nurse: "The patient didn't eat in the morning, and there is nothing left in his stomach, so there is no need to induce vomiting."

"Another injection to detoxify the liver."

"Okay, okay, I'll trouble the doctor." Chen Zhengrong hurriedly thanked him, and then sat back beside Song Zhi's bed.

I only heard my brother-in-law ask weakly: "Doctor, when will I recover?"

"It's up to you."

He cheered up and turned his head to Chen Zhengrong: "The game is at four o'clock in the afternoon."

"What competition is there, are you desperate?" The sister-in-law tucked up all the corners of his quilt, with only one head and one hand exposed, so as not to let Song Zhi feel the cold.

She is going crazy right now, the Song family only has this single seedling left, if something happens again, how can they explain to his parents!

After thinking about it, my sister-in-law also felt that she should call her mother-in-law.

At the very least, let people know.

She glanced at Song Zhi with a sad face, walked lightly, and went to the corridor to call her mother-in-law.

Song's mother was already very concerned about Song Zhi, but now she was so anxious that she couldn't do it, so she directly booked a plane ticket online.

Fang Chengyan came very fast.As soon as he entered the door, he saw Song Zhi with his eyes closed, lying quietly on the hospital bed, his lips were pale, without a trace of blood, and he had completely lost the spirit of the past.

The man stood beside the bed. Although Song Zhi was unable to open his eyes, he could feel the coolness wrapped around his body.

So when he put his cool big hand on his forehead——

Immediately there was a rather enthusiastic response.

The cold hand was sticking to the hot skin, it was very comfortable, Song Zhi embraced the big hand with his left hand without needles, wanting this cold thing to stay for a while.

"Are you here?" The sister-in-law came back from the corridor.

"Ah."

"What did the doctor say?" The man's melodious voice sounded.

"It's not serious."

"That's good." Fang Chengyan said with apology: "I'm sorry, not only did I not make Song Zhi happy yesterday, but this kind of thing happened."

"It's okay, he's been suffering for more than ten days, and his mood has not been high. If he keeps holding it like this, he will get sick sooner or later." She suddenly remembered something, "By the way, you didn't drink, did you?"

"No."

The sister-in-law nodded, feeling extremely speechless: "Xiao Zhi, he doesn't have enough brains to count, he has no brains, and he acts like a child all day long. He really can't be left alone!"

"It made you worry."

"It doesn't matter."

The conversation quickly fell silent, and the two people in the room turned their attention to the sick person at the same time.

The cold saline flowed into the body bit by bit along the blood vessels. Song Zhi's whole arm was cold, but this could not dispel the heat on his face.

Song Zhi held Fang Chengyan's hand tightly, and after a while he felt that the man's hand was no longer cold, so he turned around again.

Seeing this, Fang Chengyan really wanted to post it all to him.

Song Zhi's whole body was covered with sweat, and he just wanted to sleep.In a drowsy consciousness, I heard the man seem to say:

"Why do you look like Mao Jianer?"

Then, everything fell into complete silence.

Song Zhi finally fell asleep.

Fang Chengyan slowly pulled out his hand.

Go to sleep, when you wake up later, the normal saline should be finished.

During the half hour Song Zhi fell asleep, the nurse would tell them to pay the bill, and then call someone to prescribe medicine.Fang Chengyan took the initiative to go and asked Chen Zhengrong to stay in the house to take care of him, while he was busy in the hospital.

This made Chen Zhengrong sigh, it is good to have a man who can handle things to help.

She looked at the man who was striding out of the emergency ward, and then looked back at her uncle who was pale and bedridden.

"..."

Why are you so unconvinced.So squeamish, if Song Zhi was reincarnated as a girl and married Xiao Fang as a daughter-in-law, how many blessings would she have gained in her previous life.

Such a good son-in-law, I miss it, the more I think about it, the more I feel a pity.

She sighed, and got up to dry a glass of boiling water for her uncle.

I was falling backwards, and suddenly some memories of last night emerged from the water flow and rising steam in front of my eyes.

When Chen Zhengrong walked into the room with a steaming water basin, in the dim light of the bedside lamp, Xiao Fang and his brother-in-law... looked holding hands beside the bed...

Is it...

Chen Zhengrong suddenly didn't dare to think about it.

For the whole morning, Song Zhi was half asleep, half awake and unconscious, and his sister-in-law poured a large thermos of water. He drank so much that he almost lost the ability to swallow autonomously.Sleeping and waking up the whole time, I don't know how many times I went to the toilet.

With the joint efforts of the two, when the doctor came to test again at noon, Song knew that the toxin in the blood was much less.

Keren still had a high fever.

The doctor told them that the situation was normal, and told them how to take the medicine: "Just wait until the fever subsides when you go back."

"Okay, thank you doctor." The sister-in-law sent the other party out of the ward.

Song Zhi understood that they should be leaving now.He sat up from the hospital bed with all his strength, and then leaned sickly on the head of the bed, feeling as if he had been cooked by a small fire.

"Let's go back."

The sister-in-law looked at the clock in the ward: "It's almost one o'clock, I'll go back and cook."

"Xiao Fang, why don't you come to our house to make do with it? I'll trouble you all morning..." Chen Zhengrong said.

"Let's go eat at home." The man told her, "The old man has cooked food, wait at home."

So well prepared.

Chen Zhengrong really didn't know how to express her gratitude.

Fang Chengyan bent down, put his hands around Song Zhi's armpits and knees, immediately picked him up, and walked out.

In the corridor, a passing nurse said, "I have a fever, why is it like taking care of a pregnant woman?"

Song Zhi heard it clearly, his face flushed.

But unable to refute.

……

"Come in, come in." Fang Changyun opened the rear door, Fang Chengyan got off from the driver, and carried him to the dining table.

The old man stood by the dining table, looking at Song Zhi's haggard face for a long time: "How did you get this?"

"Blame me! I shouldn't force you to go out." He said to Fang Chengyan again: "I told you to lead others to play, you are an old man and you don't take good care of the little one!"

Song Zhi's lips were dry, and after a long time, he began to speak: "I don't blame Brother Cheng Yan, I insisted on drinking."

"I still insist on being drunk." He spoke intermittently, sounding weak, "Fortunately, Brother Cheng Yan refused."

He suddenly pulled out a weak smile: "Otherwise, we will have to lie down together."

Chen Zhengrong felt that Song Zhi was so talkative, and Chen Zhengrong noticed that his spirit was better, and laughed and scolded: "Bah, bah, bah! What are you talking about!"

The nanny brought the rice. She fried some vegetables and made porridge with shredded mushroom and chicken.

The fragrance is light, and the mushrooms are dotted with white porridge, which looks very nourishing.

Song Zhi tasted a few sips, Fang Changyun sat opposite him, and began to ramble again: "Be careful when going out in the future, don't drink blindly."

"Even if you drink alcohol, you can't drink those."

He moved the vegetables towards Song Zhi: "Look at this little blushing."

For a meal, the three of them almost ate around him.

Song Zhi was sensible, and he ate porridge very cooperatively.

A bowl of porridge will see the bottom in a while.

Looking at the clean bowl, the old man was finally satisfied, and then asked Song Zhi to go upstairs to rest.

"Still sleeping in your original room, I asked the nanny to change the quilt."

"It won't heat you up this time."

Song Zhi was supported by his sister-in-law and was about to go upstairs when he stopped suddenly and asked his sister-in-law, "What time is it?"

"Don't worry about it."

Chen Zhengrong knew that he was still thinking about other things.

He stared at the electronic clock with wide eyes, but couldn't see clearly, and then looked at the watch on Fang Chengyan's hand. "If I fall asleep, remember to wake me up."

Song Zhi returned to this familiar bedroom.

As soon as the door was pushed open, the sun was shining brightly, and the window was open to provide excellent lighting. It was more than twice the size of Song Zhi's bedroom on the second floor of the tea house.Moreover, the quality of the bedding was particularly high-grade. When he lay down, the moment the pillow and mattress rebounded slightly, Chen Zhengrong felt extremely comfortable.

The sheets were all freshly washed, with a pleasant smell. Song Zhi was sweating all over in the morning, his body was sticky, and he couldn't fall asleep under the clean sheets.

He got off the bed in a daze: "I'm going to take a shower."

"I have a fever, how can I take a bath?"

"I'm going to turn up the heat of the bath." The man said, and went to the bathroom.

After a few minutes, the water was also set.The sister-in-law was about to follow up, but was blocked by the man's body.

Holding steaming hot water and pills in his hand, Fang Chengyan told her, "I'll go."

"You..." He was tall, and Chen Zhengrong had to look up at him.

Chen Zhengrong felt that it was really inappropriate to go by herself, but how could she bother him?

She was stunned to see Fang Chengyan follow Song Zhi into the bathroom, unable to say a word.

in the bathroom.

Song Zhi has stripped himself naked.

The white and slender body stood barefoot in the center. Song Zhiren was very thin, with very slender calves. With a step, he stepped into the bathtub with his white and tender legs.

Song Zhi sat down in the bathtub with his legs crossed, his face flushed and his consciousness dissociated.

After a while, he said, "Brother Cheng Yan, I'm hot."

After a while, he said, "Brother Cheng Yan, I'm cold."

After Fang Chengyan managed to adjust the temperature to the right temperature for him, he began to complain aggrievedly: "There's too much water, put it outside."

Cold water and hot water have been mixed in and out, and the water has accumulated beyond the height of the bathtub.The water kept overflowing, and the temperature in the whole bathroom was extremely high.

People are really confused, going back and forth, and new demands are jumping out one by one.

Fang Chengyan had no choice but to get closer, rolled up his sleeves, and went into the water to fumble for the switch to turn on the water.

The strong and powerful arms were exposed, but the action of rolling the sleeves was useless, the water was too deep for Fang Chengyan to feel, and the plug was wet with water, so it was difficult to pull it out.

The little tea master, who was dizzy from burning, lay quietly by the bathtub, staring at the man's concentration.

"Not here." He breathed hotly, his chest rising and falling: "Up."

"..." The man looked focused.

"A little further up."

His eyelids were heavy, and he didn't even have the strength to open them, but a sly smile suddenly appeared on his face.

"Have you touched it?"

Fang Chengyan's big hand stopped suddenly.

this place.

Just as Song Zhi was about to laugh, he coughed violently.

Fang Chengyan seemed to be frozen, his eyes were deep, and no emotion could be seen from his dark eyes.

Before meeting Song Zhi, he always thought that the type he liked was reserved and restrained, but how could he know that he was almost seduced by the other party's profligacy every day, how could he...

How can this be...

People are confused, and they are still here to seduce people.

The faucet was still pouring cold water, and the man took his arm out of the water. One shirt sleeve was completely soaked, and the water kept seeping from his clothes.

He was silent for a while, and brought the water that had been left to dry.

"Stop messing around and drink your medicine."

His voice was inexplicably hoarse.

Song Zhi frowned, lying on the bathtub, looked weakly at the handful of pills, and shook his head.

"Don't drink."

He felt scared when he saw the water, and muttered, "I can't fucking finish peeing soon."

The bathroom was foggy from the heat.

The bright mirror is covered with a layer of damp water vapor, the air inhaled by the tip of the nose is moist, and on the mosaic tiles, water droplets condense and flow down.

The shirt on the man's body was already half wet by the water. He knelt down on one knee and held the little tea master's flushed face with both hands.

Lips touch.

Crossing water, feeding medicine.

Hot water trickled down from his mouth.

Song Zhi hummed softly, his eyes were dim, and he felt that he was pressed by a shadow, and he couldn't see anything clearly.