My deskmate always wants to heal me

"How is it? Are you all right?"

He Chu didn't hear Zhou Xun's words. He Chu looked down at him. Zhou Xun turned his head and asked him in a hoarse voice, "Do you have a license? You just start?"

"This one doesn't need a license." He Chu took a wet tissue from the table and wiped his hands.

Seeing his movements, Zhou Xun narrowed his eyes: "You still? Wipe your hands? Why is there poison on my body?"

He Chu paused for a moment, then hooked his lips very lightly: "Are you upset?"

"Nonsense." Zhou Xun spoke forcefully, feeling a pain in his head, and quickly lowered his voice, "Let me take off my pants and get an injection."

"Do you know?"

Zhou Xun could hear the faint contempt in his tone, which seemed invisible but had a strong sense of presence.

"Oh." Zhou Xun turned over and lay on the bed, and said weakly, "Speak to Lao Wang for me? I won't go today."

"Yeah." He Chu nodded, "When I went to the outpatient clinic to get the medicine just now, I wrote you a note and brought it to him for you."

Zhou Xun: "Thank you."

He Chu: "You're welcome."

Zhou Xun picked up his phone and looked at it, then shook He Chu: "Congratulations, you're late again."

When he heard the word "late", He Chu was already immune. Since he met Zhou Xun, he has been late for everything in his life.

Zhou Xun lay in bed for three days. After the fever subsided, he started to cough again. The cough was so loud that he vomited a mouthful of blood when he got up in the morning.

Zhou Xun was stunned when he saw the pool of blood, how could he be dying soon?

Zhou Xun was a little confused, if he really died, what regrets did he have, what did he not do?

Zhou Xun used to think that death was nothing special, but now, he felt a little bit reluctant, and when he was in Tianshui Lane, he felt that life was quite interesting.

Zhou Xun sat on the bed watching the puddle of blood melancholy, thinking that he should take a bath first, and walk decently.

When Uncle Chen came in and saw the pool of blood, he almost fainted from fright, and ran out in a hurry, just in time to bump into He Chu who came over with his book bag.

"Xiao Xun, Xiao Xun..." Uncle Chen was really frightened this time, trembling and unable to speak.

He Chu frowned, and quickly stepped forward to push open the door of Zhou Xun's room.

I saw Zhou Xun sitting on the bed with disheveled hair and a blank face, and the bright red pool on the surface of the light blue quilt covering him was extremely dazzling, and there was still blood on the corner of his mouth that had not been wiped off.

Zhou Xun saw that He Chu opened his mouth, and two streams of bright red dripped from his nose and dripped onto the bedding.

He Chu quickly walked over and grabbed a tissue on the table and covered his nose. Zhou Xun wanted to raise his head, but He Chu held his head down, and said in a deep voice, "Don't raise your head, do you have common sense?"

"Oh." Zhou Xun replied vaguely. Nosebleeds will cause nosebleeds to flow backwards if you tilt your head up. Zhou Xun knows this, but he is used to it, and subconsciously wants to tilt his head up.

He Chu put two fingers on the side of Zhou Xun's nose and pressed it to? Nasal septum, Shen Sheng? Asked him: "Is there any discomfort?"

Zhou Xun's face was very hot, and He Chu's hands were a little cold. Zhou Xun sniffed, and He Chu scolded, "Don't sniff."

"I have to breathe so badly." Zhou Xun opened his mouth? His voice was dry and rough as if it had been run over by a car.

"Are you speechless?" He Chu asked him.

Zhou Xun paused, feeling that what He Chu said was reasonable.

The breath that came out of the mouth brushed He Chu's hand, which was a little different from the scorching heat of ordinary people.

"I'll take a taxi and let's go to the hospital." Uncle Chen finally recovered his voice. Fortunately, He Chu is here, and he has a backbone in his heart. He is not as panicked as he was last time.

"No need." He Chu shook his head at him, "No, Grandpa, pour him some water."

Uncle Chen hurried out to fetch water from the thermos bottle.

"Is there no cure?" He Chu covered his nose with a tissue in one hand, and pinched his nose wing with the other, so Zhou Xun's speech was not only dry and hoarse, but also had a humming sound. Somewhat pathetic.

"Are you world-weary? Say you're dead."

"Fart, when will I be? Did you say you're dead?" Zhou Xun was a little tired from sitting, and leaned back on the head of the bed, and He Chu's hands moved with him.

This posture is not easy to use force, He Chu bent his knees and planned to sit on the bed, but after seeing the blood on the bed, he gave up again.

Seeing his actions, Zhou Xun curled his lips, disgusting him, heh.

Uncle Chen poured water over, and inserted a straw into it. Zhou Xun sucked two mouthfuls on Uncle Chen's hand, rinsed his mouth with water, and then spit it into the basin of Uncle Chen. The air dissipated a lot.

"Grandpa, what have you given him these two days?" He Chu turned his head and asked Uncle Chen in this posture.

Uncle Chen thought for a while, "Just cook normally. He already has an appetite? Not good. He has a cold and a fever, and he can't eat much. He can drink some porridge at most."

He Chu lowered his head and approached Zhou Xun, took a look at his nose to make sure it wasn't bleeding, then threw the blood-soaked tissue into the trash can, then asked Uncle Chen suspiciously: "I only drank porridge? What supplements do you take?"

"Supplements? Yes, I have eaten them. I made sea cucumbers, ginseng and goji berries in a wall breaker and cooked them with porridge. His body is too weak. I want to give him supplements, but he doesn't like to eat these things. So I came up with this idea."

When Zhou Xun heard this way of eating, he felt a little nauseous when he thought of the scene. No wonder Chen Bo's meal became more and more unpalatable these two days.

To tell the truth, Zhou Xun is quite picky about food, but Chen Bo is getting old, it is not easy to take care of him, and he is too embarrassed to pick faults no matter how messed up he is.

Zhou Xun shed tears of bitterness for himself, what kind of life has he been living.

"Auntie Xiaoxun used to do this for him, saying it was nutritious." Uncle Chen said that he didn't understand these things. He only knew that sea cucumbers and goji berries are good things, and eating them is good for your health.

He also knows that eating more is not necessarily good, so he only eats a little every day, not too much.

"Grandpa, his body is too weak, so the deficiency cannot be replenished. Moreover, his traditional Chinese medicine is also full of medicinal materials for nourishing the body. His heart fire is too strong, which caused nosebleeds."

"Is that so?" Uncle Chen was in a daze. "Then why is this still happening? He vomited blood, could it be possible? Was he poisoned by eating something that was incompatible with it?"

Zhou Xun: "..."

What a big brain you have?

"He slept in the middle of the night, and the nosebleed didn't come out. It flowed from the nasal cavity to the oral cavity. It's not a big problem. Don't give him supplements anymore, and..."

He Chu looked down at Zhou Xun, hesitated for a moment before saying, "Then, do you want to stop the Chinese medicine for a while?"

Zhou Xun looked at He Chu with confusion in his eyes.

He Chu said again: "Of course, I'm just offering a suggestion, everything is still based on what your doctor said."

Zhou Xun felt that maybe the way he got up was not right. He Chu walked for a while before Zhou Xun realized it.

Someone who does not have a Chinese medicine license is still very cautious, because he is afraid that if he listens to his words, some problems will blackmail him?

Zhou Xun thought of the couple who had been treated for infertility a few days ago, but He Chu resolutely rejected it. It seems that Mr. He treats him differently.

So, did He Chu ever learn medicine from his grandfather?

Although it was bloody early in the morning, Zhou Xun didn't feel that there was any serious discomfort. After all, he had been lying down for several days. Except for a dry and hoarse voice, an ugly face, and no strength in his body, It doesn't seem to be a big deal.

To vomit blood after taking supplements, what the hell is this fantasy thing.

It's really strange that every year, Zhou Xun is alone in the audience.

Awesome!

Zhou Xun couldn't bear the dirt on his body, went to the bathroom to take a shower, walked out of the room, and took a deep breath.

It rained all night yesterday, and the air is exceptionally fresh today.

Zhou Xun stretched his waist, and suddenly heard a small sob?

? ? ? ?

Zhou Xun walked over following the sound, and saw Uncle Chen crying in the corner next to the ear room.

"..." Zhou Xun was helpless, "What are you doing?"

Uncle Chen didn't expect him to come out, so he hurriedly wiped his eyes with the back of his hand: "It's okay, the sand has blinded my eyes."

"Oh." Zhou Xun knew that Uncle Chen must have felt guilty for not taking good care of himself.

Zhou Xun was not very good at comforting others, and he had never comforted others before, so he had no way to start. Finally, he squatted down next to Uncle Chen: "Do you know what it means to fight poison with poison?"

Uncle Chen looked at him with a puzzled expression.

Looking at his wrinkled face, Zhou Xun couldn't figure it out.

Although it is normal to have wrinkles at this age, many elderly people who have taken good care of themselves still have good skin at this age. In the Zhou family? In those years, everyone said that Uncle Chen did not look like a person of his age. How did it become like this in just a few years?

"Have you seen martial arts dramas? Generally, when a person is seriously injured, slap him to spit out black blood? It means that he will not die. Look at me, how energetic I am now." Zhou Xun raised his eyebrows at him as he spoke. wink.

Zhou Xun was deliberately trying to make Uncle Chen happy. Uncle Chen finally couldn't help laughing, patted him on the shoulder, and sighed: "You."

Seeing him smile, Zhou Xun himself was relieved, coaxing people is really tiring.

"Actually, my body is just like this. I come here once in a while. It was worse than this at home before. It's not like you don't know. Look how good I am when I come to Tianshui Lane."

Zhou Xun really thought it was pretty good, although the living was not good, the food was not good, the clothes were not good, it seemed nothing good, but it just made him feel comfortable and at ease.

"Cook something delicious for lunch, I want to eat something tasty." Zhou Xun said.

"Okay, I'm going out right now? Go shopping for vegetables, and make a delicious meal for you two at noon." Uncle Chen was afraid that Zhou Xun didn't ask for it, and he couldn't do much. Every time he could meet Zhou Xun's request, he would very happy.

Uncle Chen happily rode out on the small tricycle that he usually used to collect scraps. Zhou Xun stood up and found that his legs were a little numb, as if there were countless small bugs crawling, which was very uncomfortable.

Zhou Xun leaned against the bed and took out his cell phone.

The phone was vibrating all the time. He didn't bother to look it up just now. Now that he turned on the phone, he found that he was pulled into a group called: Sanzhong F4.

Zhou Xun: Uh, what kind of sand sculpture group name is this?

There are almost no people in Zhou Xun’s WeChat, and I haven’t joined the group very much. There are only two groups. One is the group of Zhou Shenming’s group at home. It's pleasing to the eye, Zhou Zichen doesn't like Sheng Hang, anyway, there are too many people who don't like each other, so on weekdays, no one talks inside except Zhou Shenming himself who sends good morning and good night.

This group has a very popular name: Love each other family? People.

This might be a false illusion that Zhou Shenming built for himself.

I'm afraid that he is the only one who feels that the family is particularly close and loving.

The other group was pulled in by Zhou Zichen. What kind of people were there, bragging about their wealth every day, or talking about dirty jokes.

So the F4 of the three middle schools was the third group he entered, or was he pulled into it by He Chu.

There were four people in total, and he was the fifth.

Lao Tzu's No. [-] Handsome: Welcome little cousin to join our most handsome day group.

$: [applause] [applause] [applause]

Red Wolf Wei Fan: We will be buddies from now on, and suddenly we are a generation higher than Lao He? Still? I'm not used to it.

I don't want to add you: get out.

Lao Tzu's number one handsome: How is Zhou Xun's health? It's gone. It's been like three autumns since we haven't seen each other for a few days.

Red Wolf Fan: Are you sick?You ask Lao He to treat you.

I'm the most handsome: a quack doctor without a license, treating farts.

$: @I don't want to add you, fight?I'm going to watch the battle

……

When Zhou Xun saw these names, he recognized that the profile picture of "I'm the most handsome" is Zhao Qinghao's selfie, with a big face with the middle finger upright, looking like I have in the world.

As for the fans of $ and Red Wolf, $'s profile picture is a photo of the sunset, which is very beautiful. It doesn't look like a picture found on the Internet, but it looks like it was taken by myself. Although the image quality of the lens is not so good, it is already It is several grades higher than ordinary people's photos.

Red Wolf's only fan profile picture is a picture of Red Wolf holding a pot.

Zhou Xun speculated that $ might be the Wei Zhe he met on the playground that day, but Red Wolf's only fan seems to be a bit out of tune with Gong Lixiao.

Zhou Xun's phone vibrated a few more times and quit the group. Zhou Xun saw the message from He Chu first.

I don't want to add you: I pulled you into the group, don't call Pharaoh if you have anything to do in the future.

Zhou Xun was happy.

The other few messages were "I'm the most handsome" and the three of them added friend information, Zhou Xun clicked add respectively.

They all noted their names, as expected by Zhou Xun, $ is Wei Zhe, and Red Wolf's only fan is Gong Lixiao...

Zhou Xun returned to the group and was about to say something, but saw that the group name had been changed to ?: Wufu Linmen?.

"..."

Is it a rural cooperative?

作者有话要说：感谢在2020-12-0621:11:12~2020-12-0813:03:30期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who irrigates the nutrient solution: 1 bottle of Zheng Hamster's Le Xinset patient;

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