want to lie to me to love you again

"What did you say?" Fang Zhiyi looked puzzled, he didn't hear Song Zhicheng's sigh from deep in his throat.

"It's nothing." Song Zhicheng relaxed his body and let himself lean on the sofa, "Zhiyi, I'm a little tired."

"What?" Fang Zhiyi became nervous in the next second, and he reached out to touch Song Zhicheng's forehead, "It's a little hot. I really shouldn't make you tired, let's go home."

"It's okay, don't worry about me, you guys play." Song Zhicheng closed his eyes, as if he didn't want to care about others, he wanted to digest the matter that he had thoroughly confirmed.

"How can that be? Let's go!" Fang Zhiyi raised Song Zhicheng's hand, trying to put him on his neck, but Song Zhicheng grabbed his arm with his backhand.

"It's okay, I have a plan in my heart."

"But you look really tired. Sincerely, let's go to the hospital."

"Need not."

"What's the matter? Is Zhicheng sick? No wonder his complexion has been bad just now."

"..." Fang Zhiyi didn't speak. In fact, he was panicking now, because just now, he suddenly thought of a possibility, that is, whether Song Zhicheng's series of abnormalities today will be eaten by him. Does your medicine matter?Then thinking that he bought the medicine casually from a dealer on the black market, he felt more likely.

At that time, he only wanted to achieve his own goals, and didn't think too much about Song Zhicheng, for example, whether he could bear this tiger-wolf medicine, and for example, is this medicine real?

This is the most deadly question. If the medicine is fake, what kind of consequences will it cause?Will it cause huge damage to his body?Fang Zhi felt a little creepy when he realized that Song Zhicheng had passed out twice without warning in just one morning, and now he urgently needed to take him to verify this problem.

He doesn't feel like it's just his mental illness at work.So, he couldn't help but soften his voice, "Sincerely, be obedient, follow me to the hospital."

"..." Song Zhicheng opened his eyes and looked at Fang Zhiyi quietly, making it impossible to distinguish his emotions.But in fact, the world in front of him has blurred.

"Let's go."

"..."

"Sincere? Sincerity?" Fang Zhiyi stretched out a hand and dangled in front of Song Zhicheng's eyes, but he didn't respond at all, and still looked straight at him.

In fact, he couldn't see anything clearly now, including the hand approaching him, and he could barely see a shadow.But even so, he was very clear in his heart.He knew that there must be something wrong with him now.

Fang Zhiyi saw that Song Zhicheng didn't respond to his shout at all, and panicked. He grabbed Song Zhicheng's hand and tried to pull him up, but just after pulling a little, the person fell limply towards him. down.He was so scared that he quickly opened his arms and hugged him tightly, "Sincerely!"

"What's the matter?" Others gathered around when they realized something was wrong.

"Give me a hand! Quick!"

They frantically helped Song Zhicheng to support Shang Zhiyi's back, and then Fang Zhiyi used all his strength to carry a taller person on his back, and ran outside.

"Where do you park your car?"

"Drive my car! My car is not far away!"

"it is good!"

Not long after arriving in the car, Song Zhicheng woke up, but he was not able to speak yet.He opened his eyes and found himself lying on Fang Zhiyi's lap, and Fang Zhiyi was patting his arm, as if to comfort him.This reminded Song Zhicheng that when he was a child, his mother patted him to sleep like this.

He wanted to sit up, but because of the lack of strength in his body, he just got up and fell down again.

When Song Zhicheng moved a little, Fang Zhiyi noticed it. He quickly pushed him back on his lap, touched his forehead, and comforted him, "Are you awake? Persevere, and we'll be in the hospital soon."

"How long?"

"5 minutes."

While talking, the car stopped, Fang Zhiyi then helped Song Zhicheng up and let him lean on himself, then got out of the car and ran to the other side to open the door, and carried Song Zhicheng down on his back.

Song Zhicheng didn't force himself this time, because he knew that in his current state, he would probably fall when he got off the ground, and he couldn't walk at all.

After entering the hospital, of course, they had to go to the emergency department. The doctor did a blood test, and finally they found something wrong.

At this time, Song Zhicheng couldn't bear it any longer and fell into a deep sleep on the bed.Fang Zhiyi glanced at him, then pulled the doctor outside the door, "How's the test result? Is it a problem with the medicine?"

It turned out that he and the doctor knew each other.

"If your hunch is correct, it's not an aphrodisiac at all. It's..."

"What is it?" At this moment, Fang Zhiyi felt that his palms were sweating. If something really happened to Song Zhicheng, what would happen to his plan?

"RBD."

"what is that?"

"Ordinary psychotropic drugs. In fact, if it is someone else, it will pass after one night's sleep. But you said that he has some kind of disease, which is the phenomenon of migraine and even short-term fainting under the influence of mood. This is strange." His illness may have given rise to the volatilization of the effect of the medicine. And his brain can't accept this..."

"Okay, okay, I don't understand what you said. Just say it directly, what will happen? Will it have any impact on his future life?"

"It doesn't matter, it's just going to be weak for a while."

"That's good." Fang Zhiyi's eyes lit up, "You don't even know how scary he looks. I'm afraid I might accidentally kill someone."

"..." The doctor didn't talk to him, but looked at him inquisitively, "I don't think you are nervous about him at all, you don't seem to be acting on the occasion, you shouldn't... .”

"What nonsense are you talking about?" Fang Zhiyi's face immediately sank, "You should do your part well, and don't ask a word about things you shouldn't ask."

After saying this, he went in to check on Song Zhicheng's situation.

Song Zhicheng lay flat on the bed and fell asleep, his brows were tightly frowned, as if he was deeply trapped in some kind of dream and couldn't extricate himself.Fang Zhiyi couldn't help reaching out to smooth those wrinkles for him.

"When can he go to the general ward?"

"Observe for a few more hours, and it will be fine after there is no repetition."

"Ah."

Fang Zhiyi stayed with Song Zhicheng until very late that day, and was relieved when he finally woke up.He moved his already stiff shoulders and asked, "Are you hungry? I'll order you takeaway."

"Little..." Song Zhicheng lay on the bed, looked at the person in front of him, and still couldn't believe that he was the younger brother he had been looking for for more than ten years.

But the younger brother doesn't know him anymore.