Pretend to B

Su Hong stayed in the emergency observation ward for three days, during which time she underwent a total of eight checkups, large and small, and Su Xing signed the critical illness notification twice.

When the third critical illness notice was delivered, it happened to be the day of reporting for the new semester.

In the early morning of that day, Su Hong had a fever of nearly 41 degrees, so she went into the clinic for emergency tests.

Su Xing couldn't leave the hospital, so He Chi took his documents to the school to go through the formalities.

"Call me if you have anything to do." He Chi repeatedly urged Su Xing before leaving.

"Understood." Su Xing smiled and pushed him, "Go, my student ID card is in the desk drawer, you go back and look through it."

He Chi squeezed Su Xing's hand, and said, "I'll bring lunch back at noon, what do you want to eat?"

"Stir-fried Beef River," Su Xing patted his stomach, and said solemnly, "Add more beef, if it exceeds ten yuan, you don't need it."

"I'm making you hungry, you little stinger."

Seeing that Su Xing was in good condition, He Chi was still in the mood to joke with him, so he relaxed and left the hospital on his bicycle.

As soon as He Chi left, the smile on Su Xing's face faded quickly. It was as if he had taken off one mask and then put on another one. The corners of his mouth were pursed into a straight line, and he closed his eyes and leaned against the white wall outside the clinic.

After waiting for more than half an hour, the doctor came out and shook his head at Su Xing, saying that Su Hong's current situation is very dangerous, and high fever is only one of the complications. In the afternoon, he arranged for Su Hong to be transferred to the nephrology department for systematic treatment.Although the fever subsided, the most urgent thing was severe anemia caused by kidney inflammation, which required a large amount of blood transfusion, but the hospitals in the city were in short supply of O-type B blood, so Su Xing had to be mentally prepared.

Su Xing nodded, indicating that he understood.

Among the three genders A, B, and O, the number of Omega is the least. Social news abounds that Omega suffered a massive hemorrhage due to lack of blood source and was not treated, eventually leading to death.

"En." Su Xing uttered a single syllable, staring down at his toes, then nodded again, "En."

The doctor sighed softly, inevitably a little touched.The child was taciturn, only in his teens, and his mother was still gritted her teeth and carried it alone when she became so ill. The entire emergency department had never seen Su Xing shed a tear, nor heard him sigh.

A few young people at the nurse station secretly joked last time whether Su Xing is the latest type of artificial intelligence, which looks exactly like a human being, but actually has no emotions.He happened to pass by and overheard, and severely criticized the little nurses who were gossiping.

The child is getting thinner day by day, and the dark circles under his eyes are getting heavier day by day.When he got off work yesterday, he saw Su Xing smoking in the carport, with cigarette butts strewn all over the place.

How could this be artificial intelligence.

He patted Su Xing on the shoulder, put on the mask again, and just turned around to enter the room, when Su Xing's voice came from behind: "Doctor Guan, you just said that you want me to prepare mentally, what kind of preparation?"

"The worst-case scenario is insufficient blood flow to the heart muscle, and the heart is starved of oxygen and fails."

After a moment of silence, he heard Su Xing say calmly: "Fuck me, I'm type B."

The nurse checked Su Xing's information on the computer screen several times. The blood type was B, but the gender column was filled with Beta.

She smiled at Su Xing and explained: "The blood transfusion rules are very strict. Blood transfusions between different genders are not allowed. Omega blood has a special quality. If blood pheromone rejection occurs, it will be life-threatening in severe cases."

Su Xing rolled up his shirt sleeves to his elbows, stretched out his arms, and said, "I am Omega."

On the inner side of his forearm, the blue-purple tendons and veins are clearly visible through the skin. Due to the lack of sunlight for many years, the skin color of the arm is almost morbidly pale, with tiny needle holes distributed on it.

Nurses are very familiar with this kind of needle eye, which is the mark left by the syringe. In some places, the needle left small red spots like moles on the skin due to the recent injection.

There are only two possibilities for people with this density, one is addicts, and the other is long-term injection of inhibitors.

This was the first time she encountered such a situation, she swallowed a mouthful of water, glanced at the computer screen, then at Su Xing, and asked nervously, "You said you were an Omega? Are you kidding me?"

Su Xing said, "No, it's time to draw blood."

The little nurse didn't dare to make decisions about this kind of thing. Dr. Guan considered that Su Hong's situation was really urgent, and the patient's life safety came first, so he asked the nurse to take Su Xing's blood for testing first. Follow-up blood transfusion work.

After finishing the blood test, it was past ten o'clock in the morning. The nurse got the test report and nodded to Doctor Guan with a complicated expression.

Doctor Guan glanced at Su Xing. He sat quietly on the chair and looked out of the window. There was nothing outside but a luxuriant sycamore tree, but he was fascinated by it.

"Doctor Guan, this child...his file..." the nurse said hesitantly.

Dr. Guan raised his hand to interrupt her, and said, "It's important to save lives, and I'm going to draw blood. I'll take care of what happens."

Su Xing heard what he said, stood up and bowed deeply to him, Doctor Guan sighed in his heart, and smiled gently at Su Xing.

Before the blood collection, Su Xing called He Chi and asked him if he had completed the formalities.

He Chi's book was full of noise, he gasped for breath, probably because he was overheated, and said impatiently: "No, the line is long, buy something to eat first, don't be hungry."

"Okay," Su Xing stood by the window and said, "Go to Huangji later and buy me a piece of char siew, I'm hungry."

"Huang Ji?" He Chi called out.

Huang Ji is a century-old store in Xinyang. The store is located in the old district in the west of the city. The taste is well-known.The Third City Hospital is in the east of the city, and No. 36 Middle School is almost in the middle of the two places.

From the school, I went to Huangji to buy barbecued pork, and then went back to the hospital after buying the barbecued pork. Basically, I walked all over Xinyang from west to east, and three or four hours of riding a bicycle was definitely not enough.

The weather forecast showed that the highest temperature today would be 39 degrees. He Chi looked up at the sun hanging in the sky. The sun was shining brightly, causing a wave of heat on his skin.

"Well," Su Xing said with a smile, lowering the volume, "I really want to eat, can you?"

He made a low and long "ah" at the end, and sang it in He Chi's ear several times, which made his ears crisp.

Su Xing seldom spoke to him in this tone, with a hint of coquettishness, soft and sweet, like a milky yellow treasure.

He Chi pressed the phone closer to his ear, not to mention the Huangji barbecued pork in the west of the city, and he would get his daughter-in-law a lion on the African prairie by car.

"Okay!" He Chi fanned himself with his student ID card in the other hand, and replied immediately, "Wait obediently."

"Okay, then I'll wait for your return."

Su Xing hung up the phone, smiled at the phone screen, and then sat back on the chair, waiting for the nurse to call his name.

Su Hong's condition has improved a bit, and there is no rejection reaction after the blood transfusion for the time being, but it still needs to be observed.

Su Xing drew 400 milliliters of blood. He felt a little uncomfortable, acid water gushed in his stomach, and he couldn't stop retching.He went to the bathroom to wash his face with cold water. When he bent over, he suddenly felt dizzy. He staggered and hit his head on the tile wall, making a dull "boom".

The cleaning aunt next to him was startled, dropped the mop and rushed over to hold his arm: "What's wrong with you, young man? Are you all right?"

Su Xing pinched the person, straightened up and waved his hands, saying it was okay to his aunt.

The aunt looked at him worriedly, spoke a dialect that Su Xing could not understand, picked up the mop and left.

Su Xing supported the edge of the sink with both hands, looked at the mirror and calmed down his heartbeat.

In the mirror, his face was covered with water, the tips of his hair were wet on his forehead, and there was no trace of blood on his lips.

Apart from the pupils on a face, only the eye circles are black.

Very ugly, like a ghost.

Su Xing took some paper from the paper tube hanging on the wall, and walked to the ward while wiping his face.

Su Hong didn't wake up, and lay on the bed unconsciously, not knowing that she just wandered into the gate of hell again.

Su Xing pulled up a wooden chair and sat by the bed, looking at her with his chin propped up. After the observation period was over, he could be transferred to the nephrology department on the [-]th floor.The experts in this area of ​​the Third Hospital are very famous, maybe they can cure her?Even if it can't be cured, as long as she can control it well, she might live for decades.

Holding this faint hope, Su Xing felt that he caught a ray of fire in an empty wilderness.He sat quietly for about ten minutes, and took his bank card to the toll office to pay.

Cary deducted more than 8000 yuan. Looking at the balance, Su Xing felt that the flame was faltering again, flickering on and off in front of his eyes.He smiled wryly, folded the receipt and put it in his bag. He Chi would be back soon by the time. He looked really bad, so he definitely couldn't hide it from He Chi.

Su Xing went to the small supermarket on the first floor to pick up a six-and-a-half yuan lip balm. It came in a simple cardboard package with a flamboyant cover. On the top was a line of fluorescent colored characters—Dazzling light pink, giving you an angelic look~ !The strawberry taste makes you more than a little "berry" beautiful~!

After three o'clock in the afternoon, He Chi crossed most of the urban area, and finally returned to the hospital with a fast food box. His head was sweating, his cheeks were red from the sun, his T-shirt was sticking to his back wetly, and his hair was hanging from his hair. There were bean-sized beads of sweat, as if the whole figure had just been fished out of the water tank.

As soon as he entered the emergency building, the strong air-conditioning wind blew in. He breathed a sigh of relief, stood by the door and blew on the air-conditioning wind for a while, feeling that the sweat on his body was not so heavy, and then walked to the observation ward.

If you want to go up there drenched in sweat, maybe that little coquette will dislike him again.

Su Xing sat on the bench outside the ward, sitting gracefully, crossed his legs, put one hand on his knee, and held a disposable paper cup in the other, drinking warm water in small sips.He was clean and fresh, his shirt sleeves were folded up, exposing his bony wrists, his side face was fair and handsome, his black eyelashes were long and slender, and his whole body exuded an aura of alienation and indifference. like.

Compared with Su Xing, He Chi is like a hard-working migrant worker who has just returned from moving bricks at the construction site.

Mr. He, a migrant worker covered in sweat, rushed over in quick steps, snatched the cup from the noble Mr. Su's hand, raised his head and poured water into his mouth. During the sound of swallowing, his Adam's apple rolled up and down twice.

After He Chi finished drinking the water, he crushed the paper cup and threw it into the trash can. He sat down on the chair, pulled the hem of his jacket up to his navel, showing his lean abdominal muscles, and said, "Daddy is so hot."

Su Xing moved his butt calmly, moving a little away from the steaming He Chi.

He Chi noticed his small movements with sharp eyes, stretched out his arms, grabbed Su Xing's shoulders and hugged him into his arms, rubbing his whole body against his body, and said with a cheap smile: " Little peppermint essence, please cool me down!"

His tone was like that of a prostitute in a flower building, Su Xing was hugged tightly by him, suffocated by the humid heat, he kicked He Chi's calf, and scolded with a smile: "Fuck off. "

He Chi clung to him relentlessly, rubbing the tip of his nose lightly against the side of his face, and suddenly smelled a familiar fragrance, sweet with a strange sweetness.

What does it smell like?Peppermint?It smells a little different.

He Chi leaned close to his ear and asked in a low voice, "Did you forget to spray the medicine? The smell came out."

Su Xing raised his arm and put it in front of his nose to smell it, and said, "It doesn't smell."

He Chi frowned, sniffed Su Xing's face a few times, and muttered, "Why does it smell sweet?"

Su Xing took out a plastic bag from behind and handed it to He Chi: "I just ate strawberries."

He Chi opened the mouth of the bag with one finger, and there was indeed a box of fresh strawberries in the bag. Su Xing's lips were tender and tender. He leaned over and kissed him quickly, and rubbed the tip of his tongue against the crack between Su Xing's lips. It smells like strawberries.

He Chi pinched Su Xing's face, and teased him, "Okay, young man, my boyfriend will buy you barbecued pork under the sun, and you hide in the air-conditioned room to eat strawberries?"

Su Xing shook the strawberry bag with one hand, ticked He Chi with the other, and said, "Where's my char siu and Niuhe? Exchange it for strawberries."

He Chi laughed out loud: "Fuck you!"

The two sat on the bench and exchanged plastic bags. Su Xing opened the box. There was a fried Niuhe with added beef and a signature barbecued pork in honey. The packaging box was wrapped with a layer of thermal insulation film, and the food was still warm. Hot and fragrant.

"Have you eaten?" Su Xing asked.

"I've eaten it in the store. The roasted duck rice is very delicious."

He Chi opened his eyes and lied. In fact, he didn't eat roasted duck rice at all. He found a dirty little shop on the way to the hospital and ordered a small portion of braised chicken with rice for two yuan.

He threw a strawberry into his mouth, bit it down, and the sweet and sour juice splashed out, and he said, "Eat it quickly, if you don't eat it all, I will be wasted for a few hours, I have to eat it." beat you up."

Su Xing broke apart the disposable chopsticks and poured Huang Ji's special sour plum juice on the char siu.

He Chi asked him, "How is Auntie?"

"It's okay," Su Xing said, "The fever is gone, there is a bed upstairs, and I can transfer to it later."

"That's good." He Chi ate a box of strawberries in a few bites. He wiped his hands and took out a bank card from his pocket. "Here."

Su Xing paused, and the piece of char siew on the chopsticks fell back into the bowl with a "snap".

"Stupid." He Chi patted his head, "It's not for you, it's for my mother-in-law, don't be too sentimental!"

"Thank you," Su Xing was silent for a moment, took the card, and said, "I told you on behalf of your mother-in-law, thank you."

He Chi smiled: "Stupid."

He borrowed some money from a few buddies, all of whom were teenage high school students, and they only borrowed about [-] yuan.

Li Lang didn't know what happened. His father locked him at home and couldn't help but transfer him to No. 800 Middle School to study. It was useless for him to make trouble, and his card was confiscated by his father. There were only more than [-], and it was too late to transfer Sanmao's fraction to He Chi.

Lumao lived frugally for a summer vacation, waiting for Ke Lele to buy her a bag for her birthday. When He Chi called, he immediately transferred all the money to He Chi's card; Du was still an apprentice, didn't have much money in hand, didn't ask half a word, and took out all the money he had.

He Chi didn't say much, and wrote down their names corresponding to the amount in the memo on the phone, one by one.

Kari added his own remaining money, and managed to get more than 2 yuan, less than [-] yuan.

Su Xing ate the barbecued pork with his head down. He Chi sat beside him with his legs crossed, his arms on his shoulders, and asked him, "Is it delicious?"

"Delicious," Su Xing said in a low voice, "Sweet."

"Strawberries are sweet too," He Chi said, "How do you say that word? Sour and sweet is me? I'm Little Strawberry?"

Su Xing smiled: "Stupid."

He Chi also grinned stupidly, tilted his head back, leaned against the wall, and fell asleep not long after.

That night, Su Hong was transferred to a five-person ward on the thirteenth floor. The director came to see the situation during the rounds, looked through Su Hong's medical records, and immediately said that she was ready to enter the ICU.

Su Hong just woke up, she moved her fingers, her eyes rolled around a few times in a daze, and found that she had a needle in her hand and a tube in her nose.

She opened her mouth and found that she didn't have the energy to speak at all.

"Auntie," He Chi noticed that Su Hong had opened his eyes, and asked while sitting by the bed, "How do you feel? Are you feeling better?"

Su Hong opened her mouth twice in vain, stared blankly at He Chi, and shook her head slightly.

"Okay," Su Xing said to the director, "Please make arrangements as soon as possible."

"No..." Su Hong struggled to say a few broken words, "No..."

Su Xing turned his head to look at Su Hong, and bowed to the director: "Thank you for your hard work."

He Chi patted Su Hong's hand reassuringly.

The director left, and Su Xing stood by the bed. Su Hong opened her eyes and looked at him, with anger and pleading in her eyes.

"I do not......"

Su Xing interrupted her: "I have the final say on this family now."

Su Hong's lips trembled, she closed her eyes, her eyelashes were wet.

He Chi frowned and pulled Su Xing's clothes. Su Xing sighed softly, knelt down and called her, "Mom, I'm sorry."

Su Hong's eyeballs moved, and a sob came out of her throat.

Su Xing lay on the edge of the bed with his face buried in his arms, while He Chi reached out and patted the back of his head gently.

That night, the nurse who took Su Xing's blood reported his situation to the head nurse. It is a big deal that the gender does not match the file.

The head nurse did not dare to act rashly, so she reported the incident layer by layer. After mobilizing the system in the hospital, it was discovered that Su Xing had a medical experience when he was 11 years old, but he had not yet been differentiated at that time; The hospital has no medical records.

His examination report showed that the pheromone content in the blood was far lower than the normal value, which is likely to be due to long-term use or injection of information-inhibiting drugs.

It was the first time that the hospital encountered such a situation, and this kind of behavior was a case of falsification of files. The leaders of the hospital urgently contacted No. 36 High School, making calls one by one, and the Department of Education in the afternoon of the third day.