【Xue Xiao】Prisoner in the deserted city

"shut up!"

Xue Yang put A-Qing on the bed, took a few steps back, and leaned against the door with his back, A-Qing's blood was still rubbing on his clothes.Shoulders go up and down with emotion.

He is not afraid.

But he risked it all.

Xiao Xingchen slammed on the door again and again, Xue Yang calmed down a little, turned his head to the outside and said, "Don't believe me, I will take care of her when I say I will take care of her, otherwise I will risk her What are you doing here, I'm not out of my mind."

Xiao Xingchen said: "You open the door first!"

Xiao Xingchen felt an indescribable emotion in his heart.The plague was terrifying and highly contagious. He was afraid that Xue Yang would kill A-Qing for self-preservation. This was true, but as Xue Yang said, if that was the case, why would he rather be stained with blood than kill A-Qing? Go back to the house.

What did he want to do, and why did he do this.

At this moment, Xiao Xingchen himself didn't know whether he was worried about A-Qing, or whether he was worried together with Xue Yang.Or he didn't realize it himself, or he was worried about who was more.

He didn't know any of this, and he didn't have time to think about it, but when he heard the huge sound of closing the door, his whole heart suddenly lifted.

Xue Yang leaned against the door and couldn't help clenching his hands, and said with a wry smile, "I'm already like this, but you still refuse to believe me, and you will never believe me."

Xiao Xingchen couldn't hear what Xue Yang said inside the door, so he knocked on the door a few more times, trying to break in by force.

Xue Yang took a breath, and said patiently: "Xiao Xingchen, listen to me, you can't be busy with anyone, and you don't want those people outside to die of illness because of no medicine. Can they do without you? So don't Get close to any patient, including A-Qing."

Of course Xue Yang didn't need to explain these things, but what he said and Xiao Xingchen's anxiety seemed to be different.

Xue Yang said again: "Xiao Xingchen, trust me once, A-Qing will leave it to me."

Xiao Xingchen's strength gradually weakened, he pressed his fisted hands against the door, and said, "Why? Why did you..."

Xiao Xingchen was so puzzled, maybe he understood, but he didn't want to admit it, so he wanted to ask in a negative tone.

Why does this person need to do this? No matter what happens, he always counts every penny. There are always thousands of tricks to protect himself, but why should he take risks.

The person on the other side of the door, but Xue Yang who said how fifty lives are better than his one finger.

Xue Yang said: "Why, I am willing, I am voluntary, this is the reason!"

Xue Yang slammed the door behind him, seeming very angry at his decision.

Ignore Xiao Xingchen, make sure the door is locked again, then take off the bloody jacket, carefully not to let the blood touch his skin, then tear off the clean side to protect his hand, take it and throw it on the table medicine.

A-Qing was already in a semi-conscious state.Xue Yang walked to the bed, opened A-Qing's mouth, and poured the anti-bleeding medicine into him first.He knew the order of the medicines, he stopped the bleeding first, and then used the newly made medicine to remove the root, Xiao Xingchen said so.

A-Qing was choked, and coughed again. Xue Yang patted her chest, and A-Qing spit out a mouthful of blood, which dripped on Xue Yang's hand. Fortunately, he made preparations and wrapped the cloth beforehand. The blood is isolated.

In a daze, A-Qing half-opened her eyes, as if she saw a person feeding herself medicine.

This person was dressed in black, his hair was tied high, and his face seemed to always have that childish look that confuses people's hearts.

A-Qing couldn't see clearly, but she clearly saw clearly.

She opened her lips: "You..."

Xue Yang squinted his eyes, gave her another sip, and said, "Aren't you very aggressive, scold me again."

A-Qing had blood choked in her throat, and she couldn't speak. In fact, she couldn't quite hear what the person beside the bed was saying.

Xue Yang said, "If it wasn't for him, I wouldn't bother to care about you."

Xiao Xingchen outside the door didn't know what was going on inside. Hearing A-Qing's cough, he gritted his teeth and left the door, turned around and walked to the desk, and started busy with his work.

The only thing he can do now is to perfect and perfect this medicine.

From dawn to dusk, night comes quietly.The moon climbed up the treetops, and the autumn insects began to sing, one after another, the distance was very far away, and only a little bit could be heard.

The oil lamp flickered, it was too quiet.

Xiao Xingchen stood outside the door and asked inside, "Are you asleep?"

He had heard Xiao Xingchen's footsteps a long time ago, Xue Yang crossed his legs, leaned on the chair with his hands behind his head, and said, "I haven't slept, I can't sleep."

Xiao Xingchen said, "How is A-Qing, are you okay?"

Xue Yang said: "Anyway, I gave her the medicine, and then gave her the new medicine you made. As you have heard, she now coughs occasionally, and the blood she coughs up is less than before, but there are still some blood spots on her body. I don't know if it will get worse."

A-Qing's condition is the same as that of other volunteers.Some of those people are in the early stage of the disease, some have deteriorated, and some are critically ill.After the first type of medication, the condition will continue, but obviously slow down. The second type is that the deterioration stops and the condition improves, but the improvement process is slower. The reaction is much more painful than the first type, and the third type is similar. Can be cured and come back.Those who have only one breath left, unfortunately, are really helpless.

A-Qing is a first-time offender, so she should get better, she will definitely get better.

Xiao Xingchen stood at the door, hesitated for a moment, and said in a low voice, "Then what about you?"

Xue Yang said "En?" and asked, "What?"

Xiao Xingchen said: "It's nothing. I put the food at the door, if you are hungry, come out and eat."

Xue Yang put down his legs, jumped off the chair, and chased the gatekeeper to open it. What he saw was Xiao Xingchen's plain back, walking towards the desk.

Xue Yang stretched out his head and said to the back, "Xiao Xingchen, what did you just say, say it again!"

Xiao Xingchen knew that he was fine when he heard his lively appearance, so he sat down without looking back, holding a brush in one hand and rolling up his sleeve in the other, and recorded the medicinal materials and dosages needed, because these were too complicated, Just use your head to memorize, it is easy to make mistakes.

Xue Yang tilted his head, with the high ponytail hanging sideways on the back of his head, blinked his eyes, and felt that Xiao Xingchen's appearance sitting under the oil lamp was really pretty, and he liked it from head to toe.When I lowered my head, I saw a bowl of white rice and two dishes neatly placed on the tray.

Xue Yang bent down and raised his hands, saying, "Did you cook this meal?"

Xiao Xingchen didn't want to talk to him at first, rubbed the center of his brows, and said after a long while: "No, the guy downstairs did it."

Xue Yang said "Oh", with a bit of regret in his voice. In fact, the smell is not from Xiao Xingchen's hands. The food made by Xiao Xingchen is very light, and this dish is quite oily, so you can recognize it immediately. .But Xue Yang still wanted to ask this question.

Afraid that Xiao Xingchen would come in, Xue Yang quickly retreated into the room.When Xiao Xingchen turned back, the door had already been closed, and the room became quiet again.

Blood spots on A-Qing's body were emerging, and some burst and gushed out, but because of the hemostatic medicine, the amount of bleeding wasn't too much, it just stuck to the bed sheet and splashed on the wall, which looked a bit scary.

One day, two days, three days, and until the fourth day, A-Qing's condition stabilized and began to improve obviously. The blood spots did not expand any further and tended to disappear gradually.Like other people, the disease is getting better, but it is not so easy for people to fully wake up.A-Qing was always in a dizzy and semi-comatose state, but these shouldn't matter, as long as she recuperates slowly, she will fully recover.

It seems that the medicine this time is very effective!

On this day, after discussing with several doctors including Doctor Zhang, Xiao Xingchen decided to make a large batch of this medicine and distribute it to the sick.Due to the limited manpower and complex modulation, it is necessary to start with the most serious condition first, and from severe to mild, in order to solve the disaster in Yicheng.

When people hear that the new medicine is effective, they are all happy when they mourn the death of their relatives and friends.

At this time, it has been more than ten days since the beginning of the plague.

Xiao Xingchen finally felt relieved, thinking that Xue Yang could open the door, so he walked to the door and knocked.

No matter how Xiao Xingchen knocked, there was no sound inside.

Xiao Xingchen's heart sank, and with a little force, the door was pushed open.

Xiao Xingchen walked in blankly, no one stopped him, and there was no sound, as if he had walked into an empty room, but the strong smell of blood all around made Xiao Xingchen's heart sink again and again.

Xiao Xingchen was not familiar with the layout of this side room, so he walked forward step by step slowly, when suddenly his toes touched something soft, he knelt down, stretched his hands forward, and touched a person's body.

Xiao Xingchen asked, "Is it Xue Yang?"

Hearing the call, Xue Yang opened his eyes.He curled up and leaned against the bed, there was blood on the corner of his mouth, on his face, and on his body. He saw his own blood stained on Xiao Xingchen's hands, and said in a hoarse voice, "Don't touch me..."

Xiao Xingchen's hands were fishy, ​​sweet and greasy.

Xue Yang said, "A-Qing is fine...cough cough..."

Xue Yang coughed twice, rolled his throat, and spat out a mouthful of blood.

Xiao Xingchen said, "What's the matter with you?"

Hearing the cough, and smelling the blood in the room, no one was more sure of the answer than Xiao Xingchen.But Xiao Xingchen couldn't believe Xue Yang's condition, he always felt that no matter what, no matter when and where, this person could keep him safe and sound.

Xue Yang didn't answer, but said stubbornly: "Look, if I say I can help you, I will definitely do it. Did I do it...?"

The violent cough made Xue Yang unable to speak any more. He fell on the ground, coughing so hard that he could barely breathe, and his whole body was covered in blood.

Xiao Xingchen said: "Didn't I prevent you from touching blood? Why are you so careless? You—"

Xue Yang's chest rose and fell, and he said with a choked breath, "I didn't! But... cough cough cough... me too... cough cough... I don't know what's going on!"

Hearing the sound, a doctor came to help, and after confirming with Xiao Xingchen that A-Qing's condition was stable, they placed her in another room. In the vacated room, Xiao Xingchen helped Xue Yang to bed.

Xue Yang's face was pale, and because of the severe cough, his cheeks flushed abnormally.His hair, which was always tied high, had been let down and spread out on the pillow, making him look a few years younger.

Sitting by the bed, Xiao Xingchen took his hand and checked his pulse. He felt that the pulse was weak and extremely irregular. It was a symptom of the plague, but it seemed to be more serious than the plague.

Xue Yang grabbed Xiao Xingchen's cuff with his backhand, but his hand was weak, and it slowly slipped down. His fingers left a few faint marks on the clothes, and then disappeared.

Xue Yang couldn't even open his eyes, he took a few breaths half-fascinated, his chest heaved violently, and his body trembled a little.

Xue Yang said, "Xiao Xingchen, I... Am I dying..."