After Bai Yueguang's stand-in is passive and slow to work

I don't know how long I stayed in the room in a groggy state. The air conditioner is not turned on in the room, and there is no heating in the southern area, so the damp and cold air can't be penetrated into the person's body.

Shen Heng woke up once in the middle of the night, his eyes were out of focus staring at the snow-white wall in front of him, and it hurt even to move his body.It was too cold on the ground, Jiang Zhiyu roughly took off some of his clothes before, and his body was already so cold that he was unconscious.

He supported the wall and stood up, endured the dizziness of consciousness, walked two steps, lay down on the sofa in the living room, stretched out his hand and pulled a blanket to wrap himself, Shen Heng shrank back and closed his eyes.

He didn't have the energy to think about anything else, he just wanted to sleep with his eyes closed, and it's best not to wake up for a while.

At noon the next day, Song Chenghao just woke up, his hair was still messy, he hurried to Shen Heng's door in his pajamas, carrying Shen Heng's medicine.

After he went back last night, he took a shower and played a few games before going to bed. There was no alarm clock on weekends, so he slept until now, only to wake up and realize that Shen Heng's things are still here.

"Brother Heng, are you up? I'll come over and get you your medicine." Song Chenghao yelled a few words outside the door, then reached out and knocked on the door.

The house was quiet and there was no movement at all.

"Have you gone out?" Song Chenghao muttered at the door. Yesterday the doctor ordered external medicine three times a day, and pain relievers could be taken every few hours. As a result, he was delayed by his carelessness. He has returned now God is still a little embarrassed.

He reached out and knocked on the door again, but still no one answered, Song Chenghao hesitated for a moment, took out his mobile phone and called Shen Heng.

As soon as the phone was connected here, there was a weak cell phone ringing in the room over there. Song Chenghao frowned, put his ear on the door and listened carefully for a while, and confirmed that it was Shen Heng's cell phone ringing. He felt a little strange .

Now who doesn't bring a mobile phone when going out, especially someone like Shen Heng who has already gone to work and usually has a lot of calls, text messages and emails.

No one answered the phone all the time, so he patiently called twice, and when he called the third time, he almost wanted to give up and go back to his room first, when he heard the call was connected, Shen Heng's voice was hoarse , sounding tired: "Hello? Cheng Hao."

"It's me, Brother Heng, open the door for me, I'm at your door, are you still awake?" Song Chenghao said happily.

"Well, wait a minute." After hanging up the phone, Shen Heng took a breath. He woke up when the phone rang for the first time, but he felt weak and lacked strength.

Yesterday Jiang Zhiyu threw his mobile phone beside the carpet in the corner, and he found it after listening to the sound for a long time.

Hearing Song Chenghao's voice again, he had the illusion that he seemed to be in another world.

He reached out and rubbed his face, lowered his head to straighten the wrinkles on his body, so that he would not look strange, then got up from the sofa, and slowly opened the door.

Song Chenghao heard the sound of unlocking in the room, and he felt better. The corners of his mouth raised unconsciously, but the moment the door was opened the next second, his smile froze on his face.

"Come in." Shen Heng turned his body to make room for him.

"Brother Heng, you..." Song Chenghao didn't move, he stood there and stared blankly at Shen Heng: "You..."

You talked for a long time, but he didn't finish a sentence.

Shen Heng originally wanted to smile at him, but now that he is top-heavy, he is really not in the mood, so he turned around and entered the room.

"Are you sick?" Song Chenghao came back to his senses and hurried to follow, but was shivered by the freezing temperature in the house. The air conditioner is not turned on here in winter, and the indoor is colder than the outdoor.

"Probably a cold."

"But your face doesn't seem normal, it's so red." Song Chenghao put the medicine on the table, stood up and touched Shen Heng's forehead, his face changed because of the scalding temperature: "Fuck, you You have a fever, can't you feel such a high temperature?"

Shen Heng raised his hand to touch it himself, the heat on his forehead was indeed abnormal, he scratched his hair irritably: "Then I'll go find antipyretics."

"I'll take you to the hospital." Song Chenghao pulled his wrist involuntarily, and said earnestly: "This kind of temperature-reducing medicine won't go down for a while, and it will cause problems if it burns for a long time."

Shen Heng was dragged out by him, and in a daze he heard Song Chenghao asking him where his ID card was. He thought hard for a while, and then his eyes flashed, and he fell down.

...

Opening his eyes again, he saw a dazzling white, and the smell of disinfectant filled his nose, so he didn't have to study for a long time before he realized that this was a hospital.

Song Chenghao kept frowning to observe Shen Heng's sleep, and he was very sad.

When Shen Heng fainted, he was really frightened. He rushed out of the apartment and went all the way to the hospital in a panic, holding someone in his arms.Fortunately, they were lucky, and they were taken over for inspection as soon as they entered the door.

Shen Heng's fever was due to a cold, and his birthmark after finishing the project. I don't know why the wound was infected, and the inflammation was more serious. The case list also listed some shoulder soft tissue contusions, back abrasions, and even ankles. Congestion, as if someone had beaten him up.

"Brother Heng." Seeing that he was awake, Song Chenghao hurried over: "Don't move around, you're holding a bottle."

Shen Heng didn't move, and hummed lightly.

"Are you hungry? The doctor said that you fainted because of your emotional ups and downs and low blood sugar..." Song Chenghao looked at his expression carefully, for fear that any words he said would stimulate him: "I just took a bottle of glucose, How do you feel now?"

"I'm fine." Shen Heng turned his head and looked at the several bottles of medicine hanging beside him, two of which were already empty, it seemed that he had slept for a long time.

Song Chenghao hesitated to speak, nodded his head in agreement, and sat back to the side without speaking.

This is a single ward, very quiet.Song Chenghao looked at Shen Heng's face silently, such a beautiful face, he always felt that looking at it now, it always revealed a sadness, which made people feel very uncomfortable.

"Cheng Hao."

"Hey, I'm here." Hearing Shen Heng calling himself, he subconsciously agreed.

"Thanks for your hard work." Shen Heng looked at him, apologetic: "I always give you trouble."

Song Chenghao hurriedly waved his hands: "Don't talk about this, what's the trouble, it's not troublesome at all." Seeing that Shen Heng didn't seem to plan to talk anymore, he scratched his head in confusion, and said as if making up his mind: "Brother Heng."

Shen Heng turned his head to look at him.

"You're like this, aren't you? After you came home yesterday, your ex-boyfriend came looking for you again." He whispered, "After the doctor checked you, he said that you had many abrasions and sprains..."

He carefully observed Shen Heng's expression, and found that Shen Heng's expression changed slightly after hearing this sentence, and he closed his eyes, as if he didn't want to face it.

"I'm just asking, if you don't want to say it, you don't have to, I..."

"Yes." Shen Heng opened his eyes, and said calmly: "There is nothing we can't say."

Shen Heng's answer confirmed his guess. Song Chenghao still maintained his slightly open mouth expression when he heard the words, but his eye circles immediately turned red, which surprised Shen Heng: "What's wrong?"

"I'm sorry, Brother Heng." Song Chenghao lowered his head and apologized to him: "If I didn't want to go back to play games yesterday, I wouldn't be so anxious to go home."

He sniffled and choked up: "Or if I go to you at night and give you the medicine, you won't be... made like this by him, and your wound was infected. It's all my fault, I'm sorry."

Shen Heng looked at him blankly, then sighed, and comforted: "This is not your problem at all."

"It's my problem. I won't play games anymore. If I play games again, I will, I'm a dog!"

Song Chenghao's words made Shen Heng laugh, and he twitched the corner of his mouth: "You are a puppy."

"Ah?" Song Chenghao looked a little confused.

"I'm kidding you." Shen Heng felt that Song Chenghao looked a bit like a downcast domestic dog, and it was a bit amusing: "Don't blame yourself, Cheng Hao."

Shen Heng restrained his expression, and said seriously: "This is between me and him, you have treated me very well, otherwise I would still be fainting at home."

"But…"

"No need." Shen Heng interrupted him softly: "Really, I'm very glad to have a friend like you."

Song Chenghao's emotions came and went quickly, and he was a little aggrieved at first, but after listening to Shen Heng's words, he seemed to regain his energy, he rubbed his nose: "Okay, then you are in the hospital these few days, I will take care of you every day .”

The sudden ringtone of the mobile phone interrupted the conversation between the two. Song Chenghao glanced at the screen, and then answered: "Here, Brother Yue."

"Oh yes, I'll be right there." Song Chenghao agreed, hung up the phone and stood up from the chair, and said to Shen Heng: "Brother Yue is coming soon, he is not familiar with this hospital, let me go to the parking lot to pick him up, I'll be right back, do you have anything to eat?"

"No, you go." Shen Heng shook his head, he really didn't feel hungry now, even though he hadn't eaten for almost a day.

Song Chenghao nodded, turned around and opened the door to go out.

When He Yue called Shen Heng, he had already arrived at the parking lot. The underground was a bit devious. He went around twice in a daze, but he couldn't find the exit, so he could only call for help.

He went to the detention center early this morning. The latest case is a bit tight, so he is also working overtime on weekends.Received Song Chenghao's WeChat message saying that when Shen Heng entered the hospital, he was still waiting for the prison guard to bring someone out. He was shocked when he saw it, and came in a hurry after the meeting.

"Here, brother Yue." Song Chenghao turned out of the elevator and saw He Yue who was studying the logo at a glance.

"Hey, here we come." He Yue walked over quickly.

"Tell me, why is Ah Heng suddenly hospitalized? You sent me a WeChat message that was unclear, and you didn't reply when I asked you." He Yue approached him and said a series of words.

The two entered the elevator together. Song Chenghao thought for a while, and said as if he was reciting: "Hypoglycemia, wound infection, high fever, soft tissue contusion on the shoulder, a few inconspicuous abrasions on the back, swollen ankles with bruises, and ..."

"Stop." The more He Yue listened, his face became more and more ugly, and he waved his hand to stop him: "Tell me first, how did he suffer so many injuries?"

Song Chenghao stepped out of the elevator with an angry expression: "It's not because of it!..."

His expression changed instantly, and his voice stopped abruptly. He Yue frowned and asked him, "Tell me, why?"

Before hearing Song Chenghao's answer, He Yue looked at him in shock as he jumped out of his side. The speed was so fast that he stood there without reacting.

There was a loud noise in the hospital hall ahead, followed by a commotion of screaming and cursing from the surrounding crowd.

Startled, he strode over and squeezed in from the crowd of onlookers, and saw two people fighting together.

One is Song Chenghao, and the other is...

He Yue's eyes widened, and he jumped forward and pulled out the man who was obviously at a disadvantage and had already been beaten by Jiang Zhiyu. He glanced at Jiang Zhiyu with fierce eyes, and angrily reprimanded Song Chenghao: "You Did you take the wrong medicine?!"