Chapter 123 Illness
The consequence of not going home and wandering around after being caught in the rain is a severe cold.
The next morning, Su Chengyi realized this problem as soon as he opened his eyes.
At first I thought it was just a stuffy nose, but as soon as I stood up I felt dizzy and light-headed, and I couldn't tell the difference between east, west and north.
It's in the north. I haven't had a cold in many years. Are the symptoms so severe?
Regardless of the fact that he was still hungry, he got up with difficulty and gave himself a cold medicine, then fell back on the bed and fell into a drowsy sleep.
Under the influence of drugs, I couldn’t sleep well either, with bizarre dreams coming one after another.
I dreamed for a while that it was the end of the world, and zombies kept banging on the door of my house.
After a while, I dreamed that my home turned into a pool, and hundreds of ducks swam in, making a very noisy chirping.
Finally, I dreamed of a man in a white coat with a fierce look in his eyes who wanted to use himself for human experimentation, and the cold-gleaming needle was dripping with water.
It was so scary that Su Chengyi woke up from his dream.
There were actually two people standing beside his bed, one black and one white.
Is Black and White Impermanence coming to claim my life?
It’s just a cold, so it’s not that serious.
Su Chengyi shook his head and tried to focus his eyes.
The two black and white men noticed his movements and immediately started dancing excitedly like gorillas.
“Wake up, wake up!”
The excitement and joy in the tone is no less than that of “Baby, baby, baby!” at the door of the delivery room
“Yes! Do you feel How is it? "
Bai Wuchang leaned closer and asked with concern.
The familiar voice and title was Xu Yang.
"Why are you at my house?"
Su Chengyi propped himself up with his elbows and looked around to confirm that he was still at home.
"You must be confused! You opened the door for me yourself."
Xu Yang reached out to touch his forehead, Su Chengyi turned his head to avoid it, trying to search in his memory .
No impression at all.
Zhou Kairong, who plays Hei Wuchang, was on the sidelines to restore the truth for Xu Yang.
"It was indeed you who opened the door for us. Xu Yang sent you a message at noon asking you to come out for dinner, but you never replied or answered the phone. I thought something had happened to you, so I called Li Tianwang called for help.”
Xu Yang took out his phone and showed him a full page of missed call records on the screen.
Su Chengyi looked at his mobile phone and found that there were indeed many missed calls.
"Sorry, I'm used to turning my phone on silent."
Su Chengyi raised his hand and pressed his temple. It still hurt a little after sleeping.
"Then King Li Tianwang gave us the address, and I banged on the door. After a while, you came out and opened the door like a wandering ghost, without even looking at us, and walked straight back Go to sleep."
"Yes, it looks scary, like some kind of robot."
"I watched a horror movie two days ago, just like this. I’m so scared that I don’t even know if I should go in. Mr. Yi, do you know what a friend in need is? For the sake of your life and health, I dare to step into this trap.”
Xu Yang and Zhou Kairong were talking to each other like two serial cannons.
It seems that the zombies and the noisy ducks in the dream have their origins.
Dreams are projections and reflections of reality. Freud did not deceive me.
What about the white coat?
When Su Chengyi was confused, Han Bing walked in carefully holding a porcelain bowl.
Xu Yang and Zhou Kairong immediately made way for her.
Han Bing placed the porcelain bowl on the bedside table with a pious look.
“Drink.”
The liquid in the bowl looks like a bowl of Chinese medicine, and you can deduce how wonderful it tastes from the color.
Su Chengyi looked at Han Bing in disbelief.
"What are you looking at? Drink quickly, I won't poison you."
Han Bing raised his eyebrows and tapped the rim of the bowl.
This is scarier than the human experiment in the dream.
Zhou Kairong came over to take a look and asked curiously:
"Bingbing, can you make medicine?"
Han Bing glared at him angrily:
"Who asked you to shout randomly, Bingbing, are you allowed to shout?"
Zhou Kairong just had a playful smile, and was not annoyed when he was scolded. .
Su Chengyi was amazed.
The love brain should indeed be included in the management of mental illness.
"Mr. Yi, don't believe me, she is really professional."
As soon as Xu Yang said these words, the expression on Han Bing's face became even more proud.
"What kind of professional method?"
Su Chengyi coughed and glanced at the dark brown liquid in the bowl.
“Her grandfather is a very famous old Chinese medicine doctor! You may not be able to get an appointment even if you make an appointment for a month, but he is legendary. Maybe he taught Han Bing one and a half moves.”
So powerful.
Su Chengyi raised his eyes and looked at Han Bing, who happily picked up the porcelain bowl and stuffed it into his hand.
"Even if Han Bing is dull and has no talent. With a famous teacher teaching him step by step, if nothing else, it should be more than enough to cure a minor cold."
Xu Yang was still talking. Absolutely, Han Bing had already elbowed him hard on the lower back.
He was in so much pain that he didn't even cry out, so he fell down on Su Chengyi's bed and rolled around.
"Actually, our Chinese medicine practitioners also teach this."
Han Bingbing said coldly.
Su Chengyi looked at the liquid in the bowl and asked the last question:
"I would like to ask the miracle doctor, if I remember correctly, I don’t seem to have any medicinal materials at home. What kind of medicine did you use to boil it?"
Han Bing glanced at him and said: "Don't worry about the miracle doctor's business! Just drink and that's it!"
Looking at Xu Yang who was knocked out by one blow, Su Chengyi silently weighed in his mind whether it was more painful to be poisoned or beaten to death by "receiving hair". Finally, he picked up the bowl and took a big sip as if he was dead.
His nose was so stuffy that he could hardly smell anything.
But the taste buds quickly recognized this familiar taste.
“This is not Sanjiu”
Su Chengyi's face was full of doubts, but Han Bing's threatening eyes blocked him before he finished speaking the words "Lingmao Ling".
Okay, maybe this is the legendary combination of Chinese and Western.
Su Chengyi drank the Ganmaoling in the bowl very cleanly, leaving no residue at all.
Han Bing looked very satisfied and sent Xu Yang, who was lying down pretending to be dead, to wash the dishes.
Xu Yang dragged Zhou Kairong away before going out.
It takes two people to wash the palm-sized porcelain bowl, which is very particular.
Speaking of which, they are all here, where is Chu Qingmian?
According to her character, she shouldn’t not come.
Su Chengyi's eyes stayed on Han Bing for a while, then moved away without leaving a trace.
Han Bing clasped his hands, obviously knowing what he wanted to ask, but deliberately not answering.
After a long time, Su Chengyi was defeated and asked:
"Where is Chu Qingmian?"
A teasing smile instantly appeared on Han Bing's face, and he was typing on his mobile phone. .
"I asked you."
Her cell phone rang in the next second.
Han Bing and Su Chengyi looked at each other, and then handed him the phone with an expression of hatred.
I have emphasized countless times that Chu Qingmian is like a drug addicted to Harry Potter.
Why hasn’t love brain been included in the management of mental illness?
As soon as Su Chengyi put the phone to his ear, Chu Qingmian's voice came over.
"Hello? Sweet potato, sweet potato, I am a potato!"
I have to say that when my mind is groggy, hearing her clear and lively voice gives me a feeling of being soothed and soothed to my tense nerves.
"Potato, I am Sweet Potato."
Su Chengyi didn't want her to hear that his throat was too hoarse, so he deliberately cleared his throat before answering.
"Are you feeling better? Are you still feeling uncomfortable?"
Chu Qingmian's side seemed a bit noisy, with people constantly talking and walking around.
"Much better. Are you busy?"
"Well, there is a charity party to attend today."
Charity party?
These four words made Su Chengyi stunned for a moment, which was obviously far away from the life of ordinary high school students.
But it seemed natural to say it from Chu Qingmian’s mouth.
Just because she hadn't mentioned this before, it was difficult for me to connect her with this kind of thing.
After being silent for a while, he said "Oh" belatedly.
Chu Qingmian on the other side of the screen seemed to sigh softly and said softly:
"Actually, I am very reluctant. But there is a reason why I have to go."
The reason why I have to go is probably because of family pressure.
After all, he is a child of a wealthy family, so it is inevitable that he will have such involuntary situations.
Su Chengyi nodded, and realized that Chu Qingmian on the other side of the phone couldn't see him, so he said "hmm" again to express his understanding.
"Then you have a good rest first, I'm going to put on makeup."
There seemed to be someone urging me over there, Chu Qingmian's voice seemed to be covering the microphone, a bit distant. .
“Okay.”
This time he answered quickly and hung up the phone quickly.
Chu Qingmian seemed to have said something else before hanging up, but I didn’t hear it clearly.
When she returned the phone to Han Bing, she squinted her eyes and looked at it, and said with a little doubt:
"What, the conversation is over so quickly. I thought you two were going to get me The battery on the mobile phone is all finished.”
She showed off the 98% green battery she had specially prepared.
"I said I was going to a party, so I went to put on makeup."
No emotion could be heard in Su Chengyi's calm tone.
"Yes, I really can't leave, otherwise I would have come with us. It seems to be a charity auction."
Han Bing felt that the person in front of him was in a bad mood for some reason. , and subconsciously explained for Chu Qingmian.
Su Chengyi nodded and said nothing.
The sleepiness that had just been interrupted by the interference of several people suddenly swept over him again.
Xu Yang and Zhou Kairong returned to the bedroom, pushing and shoving.
Han Bing looked at Su Chengyi's tired expression and covered Xu Yang's mouth.
"Thank you for coming to see me. I will treat you to dinner next time."
When he was sick, it was the first time in Su Chengyi's life that a friend came to visit.
Although these are somewhat unreliable.
But he still smiled from the bottom of his heart.
"What the hell is this? You are too outspoken. You don't think we are all brothers anymore."
"Get out of here and let the patient have a good rest."
Seeing that Xu Yang was about to start a long speech praising brotherhood again, Han Bing pushed him out.
Before leaving, she turned her head and glanced at Su Chengyi, who was leaning on the head of the bed with a pale face.
I feel like if I take a photo and send it to Chu Qingmian now, she will definitely hold up her skirt and run over regardless of the person who left the scene behind.
(End of this chapter)