Every day in the Shura field, I'm doing fancy whitewashing

After eating, Lu Heng pushed Jiang Fei's wheelchair up to the third floor. When passing by Song Xiu's room, Lu Heng paused. He raised his hand and knocked on the door, saying, "Where is the person? Is he alive? "

There was no sound inside.

Lu Heng's face suddenly sank, and he said, "Song Xiu, are you inside? Can you make a noise? I asked you to come here to atone for your sins, to take care of Jiang Fei, not to be the young master. of."

Footsteps gradually came from inside. It seemed that someone was approaching the door. Just when Lu Heng was about to knock on the door again, the door was suddenly opened. Lu Heng almost didn't fall in. He looked at Song Xiu with a bad expression. Seeing that his face was pale and he looked weaker than Jiang Fei, he couldn't help but wonder, "What's wrong with you?"

Jiang Fei's eyes also fell on Song Xiu's face, his eyes darkened slightly, and then he asked, "What's wrong with you? Is the cold getting worse?"

"A little bit." Song Xiu was very tired, his lips were pale, but he still held his spirits, leaning against the door and said with a smile, "You have to be clear, I didn't come here voluntarily, you tied me up Come here and restrict my personal freedom."

"If it wasn't for me, you would be in prison and in court now." Jiang Fei pulled the corners of his lips, showing a self-deprecating smile, and said, "Whether you want it or not, it's useless."

Song Xiu didn't argue, but said, "Okay, then I won't bother you any more."

After he closed the door, he walked towards the bed alone. A thick layer of gauze had been wrapped around his shoulders to cover the wound.

As soon as Lu Heng opened the door from Song Xiu, he felt that something was wrong, but he couldn't find the key point of the problem until just now, he suddenly remembered something, and said, "You just smelled ?"

"I can smell it." Jiang Fei raised his eyelids to look at him, and said, "It's the smell of disinfectant...but it has nothing to do with me."

"If Song Xiu had even scratched his skin before, I'm afraid you would be very nervous." Lu Heng shook his head and said, "I didn't expect him to be this kind of person...but it's good to know what kind of person he is. , at least you have a little mentality."

Jiang Fei was silent for a moment when he heard the words, and said, "Unfortunately, the price is too high."

He never thought that the price would be his paralysis and the life of his only sister. If he had known this earlier, he would never have stayed with Song Xiu.

Just as Lu Heng pushed Jiang Fei into the room, Jiang Fei suddenly covered his heart. His face was ugly, and he snorted. Lu Heng jumped in surprise, and immediately said, "What's wrong? Is it an illness?"

He immediately asked for it for Jiang Fei, and made him swallow it with water.

"I'll call an ambulance." After Lu Heng finished speaking, he was about to pick up his mobile phone and dial 120, but Jiang Fei raised his hand and pressed the phone down, directly stopping him, saying, "No, I'm much better now , things like this will happen more frequently in the future, so we won’t have to call an ambulance every time, right?”

Having said that, his appearance just now is really unreliable.

After Lu Heng put Jiang Fei on the bed, seeing that he was exhausted, he quietly left the room, but walked to the door of Song Xiu's room. He wanted to knock on the door, but suddenly found that the door of Song Xiu's room was not closed tightly. Just push it open.

Lu Heng couldn't help being stunned for a moment. After thinking about it, he walked into the room, but he didn't find Song Xiu on the bed. Lu Heng frowned, and from the corner of his eyes, he saw the bed was stained with red blood.

He immediately stepped forward and lifted the quilt, his pupils couldn't help constricting suddenly, there was actually a big puddle of blood under the quilt.

"You don't want to come in?" Song Xiu's voice sounded behind him, Lu Heng turned to look at him, and asked with a frown, "What's going on here? Where are you hurt?"

"I said I hurt myself, do you believe me? Because I felt guilty, I chose to hurt myself to wake myself up a little bit." Song Xiu walked to the bed, opened the bedside table, and took out a cigarette from it Ignition, leaned aside and said, "You are looking for me... for something?"

"Do you think I'm three years old? Who would believe the nonsense you said?" Even so, Lu Heng frowned and said, "A lot of blood? If you get hurt somewhere, just Immediately call a doctor, or go to the hospital, no one will stop you... If you continue to resist like this, it will be your own bad luck if you die here someday."

"I think your words are very reasonable." Song Xiu's lighter turned back and forth between his knuckles, extremely flexible.

"You don't want to tell me, and I don't bother to ask." Seeing that he was still smoking, Lu Heng reckoned that he was bruised somewhere, and said, "Anyway, it has nothing to do with me."

Just when Lu Heng was about to leave the room, Song Xiu suddenly said, "I accidentally broke the glass and scratched it, but I've already bandaged it up, so there's no major problem."

After Lu Heng left, Song Xiu turned on the lighter in his hand with a click, the flame came out, and the edge accidentally burned his hand, he seemed to wake up, the lighter fell to the ground with a crisp sound. ring.

When Jiang Fei woke up again, he found that Song Xiu was sitting beside him, as if he was playing a mobile game, his hands were flexibly manipulating the screen without raising his head, which showed that he was very fascinated by the game.

"Are you awake?" Song Xiu noticed it after Jiang Fei woke up. He put the game aside and said, "I heard from Lu Heng...you just had an illness? Do you want to go to the hospital?"

"No, I won't be able to die for the time being. After all, I have to let you go first, so I can leave with confidence." Jiang Fei still struggled to speak. He was lying on the bed, his lips were slightly purple, which is the characteristic of a heart patient, and he said , "Don't pretend to care about me very much, I'm tired, and you are too."

"Then you are really wrong. As far as the current position is concerned, I didn't pretend to be anything...but you just wake up. When you wake up, I can go back to sleep, otherwise that brat Lu Heng will have to find me again." There's no end to it." Even though he was on the same level as Lu Heng, Song Xiu was still happy to take advantage of his words.

When Song Xiu left, he poured a cup of warm water and said, "Drink more water, it's good for your body."

Song Xiu returned to the room and moved his shoulders lightly. He could faintly see the blood seeping out. After frowning, he took off his coat, revealing the wound on his shoulder.

Due to soaking in water, the edge of the wound turned white, which seemed to be some signs of inflammation. As expected by Song Xiu, he got up and found a thermometer to measure his temperature, and found that it showed 38 degrees eight.

Sure enough, it was a high fever caused by inflammation.

He re-sterilized the wound on his shoulder, bandaged it up again, and found cold medicine, anti-fever medicine, and anti-inflammatory medicine in the family medical kit.

After taking the medicine away, he found a glass of cold water and swallowed it directly.

Someone told Jiang Fei about this. Jiang Fei was lying on the bed. Although he had rested for a while, his heart still seemed to be a little happy, which made him panic.

"Is his cold getting worse? Fever?" Jiang Fei asked.

The bodyguard shook his head, and said, "I'm not sure, but the look on his face is indeed not very good-looking."

Jiang Fei paused, and then said, "Let the doctor come and check me up. By the way... After the interview is over, I will also check up on Song Xiu. Colds are contagious. I don't want to expose myself to Under danger... For me, even a little bit of wind and cold may kill me."

After the bodyguard nodded and left, Jiang Fei looked at the chandelier above his head, and subconsciously turned his head to look outside the door, but it was very quiet outside the door, and there was no movement at all.

When the family doctor received the call, he immediately came over to check Jiang Fei's body. Even if the doctor didn't tell him, Jiang Fei knew best about his physical condition, which had already come to an end. The difference was only a few days more or less.

"Doctor Xu, I will trouble you to take a look at my friend later." Jiang Fei said.

"He also has heart disease?" Dr. Xu was stunned for a moment, and then said, "It's best to go to the hospital for examination for this kind of disease, I can only give some advice for the time being."

"That's not true. He has a cold and has a cold stomach. He has been throwing up whatever he eats lately. He can hardly eat anything. Please help him look at it." Jiang Fei paused, and then said, "Have you seen His is Song Xiu."

Dr. Xu had already taken out the thermometer. After hearing this, the thermometer in his hand couldn't help shaking and almost fell off. He subconsciously froze for a moment, and immediately asked, "Song Xiu? Are you two together?" Together?"

"Yeah." Jiang Fei paused, he was plagued by old illnesses, and he didn't quite know what was going on outside, but seeing Dr. Xu's reaction, he reckoned it might not be a good word, he paused, and said , "Excuse me."

Now that Jiang Fei has spoken, Dr. Xu will naturally not refuse, but when he saw Song Xiu, he was stunned, and finally understood why Jiang Fei said that he had a "bad complexion". Pale, he looked sicker than Jiang Fei.

"Take your temperature first, and tell me what your symptoms are by the way." Dr. Xu asked.

"Okay." Song Xiu took the thermometer and took a measurement. It showed that it was 39 degrees. He smiled and said, "It should be blown by the night wind. I had a cold. Two days ago..."

Before Song Xiu could finish speaking, Dr. Xu's eyes fell on his shoulder, and he said, "What's wrong with your shoulder?"

Song Xiu paused, turned his head and looked down at his shoulders. At some point, blood had seeped through the gauze, and the blood color was still expanding. Song Xiu subconsciously raised his hand and pressed the wound to block the blood. , and then said with a smile, "I accidentally scratched the skin."

Doctor Xu looked at Song Xiu suspiciously, and said, "Let me see."

作者有话要说：感谢在2019-12-1823:46:28~2019-12-2123:59:09期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angels who threw mines: 4 tangerine oranges; 2 meat sauces; I don’t want to go to school aaa, Doudou King, 1 cross tomb;

感谢灌溉营养液的小天使：么么哒、今天也是咸鱼的一天、束旗10瓶；九幽9瓶；我磕到真的啦啊啊啊5瓶；芫4瓶；故居、楼予卿3瓶；十字墓、7、兜兜国王2瓶；乔晏、晨曦1瓶；

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!