Rival says he loves me

Forty degrees.

Fang Gayao stared at the thermometer, and said to the doctor who was sitting on the white stool and wrote the bill, "I'll be hospitalized tonight, I won't be leaving."

The doctor is not very old, and he can still smell a good takeaway smell on his slightly curly hair.

With a small face and thick lips, a pair of big lenses are slung over the peas' eyes, and he speaks with warmth, "Take it to hang some water." He was full of energy, "It looks quite strong, just hang the water and go back. It won't take long. Go out and turn left."

"Let's observe it, don't leave," Fang Gayao took the drug bill in his hand, and looked at the flamboyant words on it to persuade him, "The key point is that my friend drank a lot, so I'm afraid something will happen."

"How about this, there are not many beds, you go to the rest room next door, go in and hang the water first, and see if the situation is settled, okay?" The little doctor walked up to Wu Wei and looked at it for a while.

"It's not me, I've never seen anyone who is sick like him, it's really bluffing."

When Wu Wei entered the door, he followed Fang Gayao shoulder-to-shoulder. He was dressed in a straight suit, and the little doctor moved his butt off the stool. He didn't know what the visitor was doing. Only after asking did he find out that the man in the suit had a fever.

Ordinary people have a fever, legs are sore and feet are weak, and Wu Wei looks sick, except for a layer of hot sweat dripping from his body, and his mouth looks pale, other physical conditions seem to be better than ordinary people.

The little doctor has seen many patients, and has encountered similar patients before, but most of them are special police officers on special missions or other special groups with physical requirements, so they can basically understand.

"Wait, I'm sure I'll leave soon." The little doctor waved his hand, and continued to go back to the house and slam on the table to read.

Fang Jiayao saw that Wu Wei had a needle in his hand, and he felt a lot more at ease. The compartment inside was not big, but it was clean and clean. Under the white wall, there was a row of square wooden chairs around the wall, and a slender chair was erected next to it. Iron rods with wheels and a round glass table in the middle.

There were few people in the middle of the night, and now Fang Jiayao was sitting down to sweat. He ran all the way and dragged Wu Wei half-coaxed and half-loved to the hospital. Rubbing between her eyebrows, she unscrewed the transparent plastic buttons on her neckline to let in some cool breeze.

At the bar, Fang Jiayao exhausted the second cigarette that Wu Wei handed over.

Being stared at by Wu Wei was uncomfortable, so he smoked faster than usual.

There is still a faint smell of tobacco on the fingertips.

"Let me see your arm." Wu Wei reached for Fang Jiayao's arm with his free right hand, but before touching it, the other party avoided it.

"Sweating." Fang Jiayao's sleeves were half rolled up on the way, and now there are still clearly visible veins on them.

"It's my birthday today," Wu Wei threw out the words, resting his head lightly on the edge of the back of the wooden chair, pointing at the thin needle inserted into the blood vessel, "Let me go once."

Wu Wei, who had evidence that he was weak, took Fang Jiayao's arm, and rubbed it along the edge of the OK bandage, "It's still a little unstuck, it happened to be in the hospital, buy one."

While the two were talking, a little girl in a striped skirt came in. She was only eight or nine years old. She groped in with two braids and her little leather shoes knocked on the ground very clearly. "Uncle, there are seats here." "After calling out to the little doctor outside, she glanced inside, and the two braids twirled behind her head, smacking her nose, causing her to sneeze, "it's right here."

She picked the chair next to Wu Wei, closed the floral skirt, swayed her two slightly sensual legs, and waited for the nurse sister to come to get the needle.

Just happened to watch one brother grab another brother's arm.

The little girl's eyes are big, her eyelashes are curled up, and there is an aura of aura when she flaps her fan. Fang Jiayao hides her face behind Wu Wei's shoulder, and tries to pull her hand back, but she doesn't, "She is watching "Fang Jiayao leaned closer to Wu Wei's ear, "It's too young to read well."

"Why don't you look at it?" Wu Wei also deliberately took Fang Jiayao's arm and shook it in front of the little girl's eyes, and asked her briskly, "Is he good-looking?"

Fang Jiayao's face was full of embarrassment, "Don't make trouble, the needle should be crooked." Wu Wei's exposed wrist was resting on the armrest in front of Fang Jiayao's body, Fang Jiayao should not move too much, Afraid of breaking the needle, he gently moved his joints held in Wu Wei's hands, and asked him uncertainly, "Drunk?"

Wu Wei laughed more easily than usual, from just now to now, no less than ten times, it was a very natural chuckle, with many emotions flowing in his eyes, but Fang Jiayao couldn't understand it.

He doesn't understand Wu Wei too much, and he owes too much.

"Well, drunk."

When you are drunk, you can be unscrupulous.

"Looks good, but it looks like big brother is coming!" Fang Jiayao realized that she had only half a front tooth when the little girl opened her mouth. This child is at the age of changing teeth, and the sound of milk is still leaking, "injured" Unable to articulate two words, she also tapped her own arm with her fleshy finger, "Huahua said she had to lick it, and the pain would fly away."

The little girl was a little anxious, she jumped down with her little skirt, turned to the heel of Fang Jiayao's chair, and poked the OK stretch, "This place needs to be kissed and licked so that it won't hurt."

"Who told you?" Wu Wei helped the little girl tuck her messy hair onto her pink ears, "Huahua?" Wu Wei picked up the little girl and sat on his lap, "Which Huahua?"

Fang Jiayao is now sure that Wu Wei is really drunk.

"It's a big tabby cat, it belongs to grandma's house. It will lick its wounds when it gets hurt. Grandma also said that it won't hurt after licking it." The little girl stood on tiptoe and supported Fang Jiayao, "Big brother, you lick it!" Lick it, it's red here, it hurts?"

Fang Jiayao's injury was on the inner skin near the joint, which was out of reach.

"Zitong? Come here for an injection." The little doctor outside lifted the curtain and came in, beckoning the little girl to come over, "Mom will pick you up later, uncle will give you an injection first." The little doctor broke half of the small transparent glass bottle, insert the needle into it, sip the water, "Hurry up, it's time to sleep."

Fang Jiayao stood up, bent over, and took her little hand to the door, but Zitong was so anxious that his eyes turned red, he grabbed Fang Jiayao's arm and didn't let go, and shouted to his uncle, "Brother, he is bleeding, so he didn't lick it." I'm going to die," she pulled Fang Jiayao's arm, exerted strength with her small arm, pulled up Fang Jiayao's sleeve, and said very seriously,

"Listen to me, little rabbit, the little rabbit I raised," said Zitong, whose nose was already runny, and the tears were caught by the lower eyelashes, and were swirling warmly, "its legs were bleeding, and he didn't lick them. no no..."

The child's sad things came in a hurry, and the emotions piled up to the stalls, and the tears followed.

All the things of youth are taken seriously, and all the feelings are flourishing because of this.

In the end, the little girl hugged Fang Jiayao's leg, her small nose and face were all dyed, and only after hearing from the doctor did she know that the child had a fever. Her mother was the director on duty here, and asked her to come over for an injection and then go home.

Fang Jiayao squatted half down, a little at a loss, and could only press his hands on her hair. The child had a fever, and the top of his head was also hot. He didn't know what to say, and felt that there was an extra hand on his arm, "Don't cry , watch."

Wu Wei was patient enough to walk his thumbs under the child's eye sockets, and then held Fang Jiayao's arm from behind. , below are clearly visible veins, "I'll lick him."

The scorching hot wet *slippery touch felt the entire palm of Jiayao above, and half of the palm was numb on the fingertips.

That piece of skin is the tender flesh inside the arm, it usually does not see the sun or wind and rain, so it is too sensitive.

When the little girl was sure that her big brother was rescued just now, she was given an injection by the little doctor and hugged her to sleep.

"He's gone," Fang Jiayao tightened the rod that was carrying the potion, "I'll send you home when this bottle is finished."

It's useless to care about a drunk person, Fang Jiayao simply let him mess around, thinking about the origin of the wound, he said casually, "Be gentler in the future, people are a piece of meat, it's not bad."

He was afraid that Wu Wei would lose his sense of proportion one day.

If it was for him, the crime would be great.

Thinking of what Vanke said before, Wu Wei, who is still wearing school uniform, fights is deadly.

I don't know who made him work so hard before.

"Angry?" Wu Wei buried his face in Fang Jiayao's arm, "I promised to make it a cake for me, if I don't take a bite, wouldn't it be a waste?"

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