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After entering the hospital, Han Wenqing knew why Ye Qiu refused to come to the hospital because they had no money.

The 15-year-old boy's gastric ulcer has reached a very serious level, and he was sent to the emergency room with a large amount of gastric bleeding. pity.

Su Muqiu didn't show any sorrow on his face. Outside the emergency room, he calmly calculated how much money he had and how much Ye Xiu might spend in hospital, like a housekeeper.

Han Wenqing was still a little annoyed at first, and he was still thinking about money at this time, what a cock.However, when he heard those contrasting numbers, Han Wenqing suddenly admired this young man of his age. Han Wenqing also sighed to himself for his tenacity to hold up the whole family with his strong shoulders.

The hemostasis work went smoothly, and no laparotomy was needed, which made Su Muqiu heave a sigh of relief, which meant that the controllability of the disease was greatly increased and the cost was greatly reduced.

Han Wenqing couldn't bear it. He wanted to help them, but before he could open his mouth, Su Muqiu blocked him back: "Your money was also given by your family. Ah Qiu is so strong, he won't agree. If you really want to help us, Just help me take care of him in the hospital for a few days, I'm going to make money."

Han Wenqing didn't say anything more, although this was the first time they met, after all, he had chatted and called so many times on the Internet, and he knew what Su Muqiu said was right.

Waking up from a coma, Ye Qiu still had a stomach tube inserted, and the tube stuck in his throat made him very uncomfortable, so he reluctantly asked, "Where's Mu Qiu?"

"He'll go back and get you daily necessities. I can tell you what you want to do." Han Wenqing seldom spoke to people so gently, but he obviously didn't realize it.

Ye Qiu stared at him blankly for a while, then suddenly smiled, but then coughed painfully again, the tube was too unbearable.

His good-looking hands tightly clutched the quilt on his body, sweating from nausea.

"The doctor said that the tube can't be removed for the time being, so you have to bear with it." Han Wenqing was actually very distressed, but he was always cold-hearted and not good at comforting others.

Ye Qiu didn't speak any more, and closed his eyes wearily.He was very quiet all the time, Han Wenqing thought he was sleeping, until the doctor came to check the situation and asked him: "Sweating so much? Does it hurt so much?"

"Hmm." There was only one word, with a vibrato.

"Why didn't you tell me earlier? You can adjust the painkiller." The doctor cast a dissatisfied glance at Han Wenqing, who was accompanying the bed.

Why didn't the doctor complain, Han Wenqing was already so annoyed that he was dying, why didn't he find that he was enduring it all the time?

After adjusting the painkiller, Ye Qiu still kept his eyes closed. Han Wenqing was careful this time and got up from time to time to check on him. Ye Qiu noticed it and forced a smile at him: "I'm fine, don't worry."

Han Wenqing didn't know how to comfort others, so he could only nod his head and say, "Just tell me if you need it, don't be polite."

"Why isn't Mu Qiu here yet?" The boy's eyes were filled with tears from the stomach tube, and he looked pitiful.

"Already on the way, coming soon." Han Wenqing comforted him.

After another hour, Su Muqiu hadn't come yet, and Ye Qiu became restless.His fingers clenched the sheets, looking a little unbearably painful.

"What's the matter? Stomach hurts again?" Han Wenqing was a little worried, and his complexion was not very good, he was holding back something.

"No." Ye Qiu replied, eyes tightly closed.

Han Wenqing felt that the sick Ye Qiu was not like him anymore, and was terribly silent. At first, he thought it was because of the tube, but later he found out that it was not. He asked Su Muqiu repeatedly why he didn't come, but Han Wenqing consoled him perfunctorily. It has also lost its effect, the disappointment in the boy's eyes is becoming more and more obvious, he is a little anxious, and the pain has become unbearable.

Hearing his shortness of breath and his white knuckles, Han Wenqing couldn't wait any longer, so he called a doctor, who injected him with sedative drugs, and he fell asleep peacefully, but Chu Zhong was still raving Called "Mu Qiu".

Han Wenqing couldn't take it anymore, so he went out and called Su Muqiu: "When are you coming? He has been looking for you."

"I can't make it through tonight. There will be Heisai in a while. You tell him that I will go to see him tomorrow morning."

Sure enough, Su Muqiu came early the next morning. The moment he saw Su Muqiu, the expression on Ye Qiu's face and the bright smile on his lips burned Han Wenqing's eyes, and he walked out of the ward sadly, leaving them alone time .

The moment he walked out of the ward, he heard Ye Qiu's urgent voice: "Hurry up, Mu Qiu, I need to go to the toilet, I'm suffocating."

Han Wenqing almost passed out, so the anxiety was due to the urgency to urinate?This shameless person who is famous in online games is so shameless!

It didn't seem to be completely right, because when Han Wenqing went out to fetch water, he heard Ye Qiu complaining to the nurse about being coquettish and crying, which showed that he was not completely thin-skinned. This made Han Wenqing very annoyed, and he asked Ye Qiu angrily, But seeing the young man with an aggrieved expression, he said in a low voice: "You are so serious, how dare I bother you."

It turned out that this was still my fault!Han Wenqing was frustrated, okay, I'll change it, can't I just smile at you?

However, soon, Han Wenqing realized that he was wrong again. After pulling out the stomach tube, Ye Qiu could get out of bed and go to the toilet by himself, but because of his weakness, it was normal for his feet to be soft and dizzy. He supported the bed by himself for a while before walking. , but also insisted on not using Han Wenqing Fu.

Han Wenqing couldn't take it anymore, scolded Ye Qiu for his ignorance and then left him to go out to breathe.Behind him, Ye Qiu suddenly heard sighing: "I'm more used to this kind of lonely smoke in the desert."

The King of Fighters is about to cry, Ye Qiu, what do you want from me? !

Fortunately, Han Wenqing doesn't have to worry about this anymore, because Su Muqiu is here, Ye Qiu is obviously at ease by Su Muqiu's side. Ye Qiu is the Ye Qiu that Han Wenqing is familiar with, arrogant, capricious, and reckless.

Han Wenqing felt that there was no need for him to stay any longer, so he bid farewell to the two.

"Leave?" Ye Qiu put Su Muqiu's shoulder and smiled at Han Wenqing: "Then thank you for taking care of me, don't worry, if we meet in online games, I won't show mercy."

"I won't be soft!" Han Wenqing said coldly, and his arrogance began to rise to the top from then on.

Han Wenqing has always regretted that it was the only chance to take care of him, but he didn't even feed him a sip of water or food. Even when he was lying on the hospital bed, Ye Qiu was Han Wenqing's powerful master, and he had never been swayed by him .

For so many years, he has not needed his care and help, not sick, not retired.

After yelling out this sentence, Han Wenqing suddenly felt relieved for a moment. After holding back for so many years, it was the first time he complained to Ye Xiu like this, complaining that he was ruthless to him.

"Old Han, don't be like this, I don't have time." Ye Xiu was silent for a while, then replied in a low voice, and hung up the phone.

Han Wenqing pursed his lips and froze for a long time before suddenly having a seizure, and dropped the phone with a slap.

Han Wenqing, who walked into the recruit training camp, exuded a chilly aura that made people feel chills from a long distance away. Although he only walked around and left, the biting cold feeling could not dissipate for a long time.

When Ye Xiu returned to the training room, a towel was wrapped around his neck, and it was still dripping wet. Ignoring the surprised eyes of everyone in the room, Ye Dashen sat in his seat: "The discussion is over? Continue to the next game."

After each game, Ye Xiu would leave the training room to smoke a cigarette and change cold towels, but the uncomfortable feeling became more and more intense. At 10:30, Ye Xiu entered the training room again with a pair of cloth wrapped around his forehead. The towels, like the Baotou of ethnic minorities, look very strange.

Unable to ignore the gazes of the crowd anymore, Ye Xiu felt that it was time to explain: "Fever, headache, the last game this morning, and then you replay, I'll go to the hospital."

Sitting down as if nothing had happened, Ye Xiu stopped everyone's dissuasion, and said, "Don't say anything, my brother really has a severe headache. In order to let me get rid of it earlier, don't be too polite. Use all your skills to end the battle as soon as possible."

The team leader is so desperate, what else can I say, the so-called professionalism is like this, there is no reason not to go all out!

Sure enough, under the influence of such emotions, the team members who had been fighting all morning were relentless, and their hands quickly accelerated the battle rhythm, and the battle was over within half an hour.

Ye Xiu couldn't hold it anymore, he dropped the mouse and lay down on the table.

"Senior!" "Ye Xiu!" Everyone stepped forward, but Ye Xiu waved his hand without looking up, "Don't make noise, brother is still awake."

Everyone fell silent and looked at each other.

Su Mucheng spoke first, her voice as gentle as possible: "Didn't you say you were going to the hospital? Now take you there?"

"No, Xiaolou will pick me up later. You are busy with your work." Ye Xiu actually wanted to leave here, but he was so dizzy that he couldn't open his eyes, and his legs were so weak that he couldn't move at all. Maybe it was because he had a severe headache, and the pain in his stomach He started to twist again, and the nausea made him feel even more unbearable.

He covered his mouth and stood up, but he was so dizzy that he sat back on the chair. Yu Wenzhou was the closest to him, so he hurried over to help him: "Do you want to throw up?"

A large cup was stretched out in front of Ye Xiu: "Spit it out here."

Ye Xiu knew it belonged to Huang Shaotian at a glance. Sure enough, the Juggernaut wrinkled his face so much that he was about to cry. Ye Xiu rubbed his stomach and shook his head: "It's just disgusting, there's nothing to vomit."

Su Mucheng had already pulled out her mobile phone to call Lou Guanning, when the bell rang in the corridor, Lou Guanning walked in quickly: "Here we come."

Seeing Lou Guanning, Ye Xiu breathed a sigh of relief, and passed out for a while. He didn't know how he got out of the building door. When he woke up, he was already lying on the back seat of the car. Seeing several people getting into the car, After arguing, Ye Xiu frowned: "Don't go, it's too noisy, Xiaolou drives."