Cuiyu Hutong

Jiang Mo's exclamation actually woke him up with fright.He looked anxiously at Zhou Lianfeng, who was pushed by him and staggered, and threw porridge on his hands, his eyes turned red again in an instant.

He apologized in multiple voices, and hurriedly wanted to help Zhou Lianfeng deal with it, but because he hadn't eaten or slept all day and night, when he stood up, his eyes were dark, he couldn't control his body at all, and suddenly fell to one side and go.

Zhou Lianfeng didn't care about the burning pain in his hand, hurriedly went to support Jiang Mo's body, and asked a little panicked: "Jiang Mo, are you okay? Jiang Mo!"

Jiang Mo only felt himself spinning, almost fainting.It seemed that there were hands strangling his neck, taking away all his breathing ability.

He was breathing desperately like drowning, but no matter what, he couldn't escape the pain of suffocation.His chest was heaving up and down, and Zhou Lianfeng was shouting something in his ears, he could no longer hear clearly, only the violent roar of a train passing by him remained.

I don't know how long it took before Jiang Mo felt that he had the ability to breathe again.He opened his eyes, and saw Zhou Lianfeng leaning in front of him, with the tip of his nose against his, about to make the next move.

Jiang Mo instantly felt that his newly recovered breathing ability seemed to freeze again for a moment.He wanted to vent his breath through his nose, but he found that his nose was tightly pinched by Zhou Lianfeng, so he could only ask in a muffled voice, "Brother Feng, is this...?"

Zhou Lianfeng's expression was calm, but there was a suspicious blush on the base of his ears.He coughed lightly and said under his throat, "You almost suffocated yourself just now, I will give you artificial respiration."

Jiang Mo let out an oh, and she didn't doubt that there was him.Within two seconds, he suddenly asked, "Brother Feng, are your hands alright?"

Zhou Lianfeng saw Jiang Mo fainted, how could he remember his hand?At this time, Jiang Mo reminded him, and he felt some pain, but he put his hands behind his back, hummed and said: "It's okay."

"Fart!" Jiang Mo said angrily, he could see Zhou Lianfeng's palm was red, he felt distressed and irritable, "Show me quickly!"

After he finished speaking, he took Zhou Lianfeng's hand and forced him to show it.The top is really red, and some places feel like they are already bubbling.

He didn't care if the water pipe in the yard was freezing cold, he grabbed Zhou Lianfeng's hand and went to wash it.

His footsteps were a little fluttering, but after all, he watched Zhou Lianfeng shrink back from the cold water, tightened the tap, and said intermittently: "I'm sorry... I didn't mean it. Brother Feng, we... go buy it now. Some medicine for burns. I have some at home, but... I can't go home..."

With lowered eyes, like a child who has done something wrong, he carefully tugged at Zhou Lianfeng's cuff.

Zhou Lianfeng's heart suddenly paused, and he softened a bit.But he saw that Jiang Mo was still swaying, and said: "Eat your meal first, if you don't eat, I won't go."

Jiang Mo wanted to say something else, but Zhou Lianfeng had already let go of him, and pushed open the door of his room without looking back.

Zhou Lianfeng knew Jiang Mo's stubborn temper, if he didn't give him some strong medicine, he still couldn't hold back his strength.So although he was really reluctant in his heart, he still had to do this.

Jiang Mo was let go of his hand, and he froze in place for a few seconds in a daze.He felt the suddenly cold air around him, and even felt... even Zhou Lianfeng didn't want him anymore.

But in a moment, he realized that he quickly walked a few steps to catch up with Zhou Lianfeng, and said, "I'll eat that fried chicken. The Korean fried chicken is delicious, but I can't eat it normally. It’s too expensive. Let’s have a good time today!”

Zhou Lianfeng turned his back to Jiang Mo's face, showing a bit of a smile.But the words in reply were just a light and delicate word "um".

Jiang Mo ate fast as if someone was robbing him.The one on the left cheek is sweet soy sauce flavored, and the one on the right is sweet and spicy.

He was bulging like a little hamster hoarding food, and he couldn't even speak.

Zhou Lianfeng covered his hands and said, "Eat slowly, don't worry."

He has just placed an order for medicine delivery on the platform, and it is estimated that it will be delivered in a short while, and they don't have to go out to buy it.He was going to coax him to sleep for a while after the minced ginger was finished.

Zhou Lianfeng pursed his lips, looking at the delicious ginger powder, he seemed a little hungry too.

When Jiang Mo called him, he had just spent three drinks with the leader.Knowing that the old uncle had an accident, he hurriedly took a taxi back without caring about anything else.Along the way, his thoughts were muddled, and he didn't dare to think about the most frightening ending at all.

But at first, he always gave people a blow in the head, and he never expected such a result.He stayed with Jiang Mo all the time, but he forgot that he was also the one who didn't eat, drink or sleep.

"Eat slowly, don't worry." In his tone, there was an irrepressible tenderness, the tenderness only for Jiang Mo.

Ginger stuffed his mouth full, and said in a daze: "No, I have to buy medicine for you after eating."

Just as Zhou Lianfeng was about to speak, someone knocked on the iron gate in the courtyard: "Medicine delivery! Who ordered the burn ointment?"

Jiang Mo looked at Zhou Lianfeng suspiciously, stuffed the leg he was holding into his mouth, and wiped the paper towel casually twice.Turning around and going out, he brought in the medicine.

He swallowed the few pieces of meat in his mouth, and asked, "So...you ordered the medicine?"

Zhou Lianfeng hummed and prepared to take the medicine himself.But when he moved, he stretched the wound again, and he couldn't help but let out two breaths.

Jiang Mo sighed, took the medicine back and put it aside.I went out again and washed my hands carefully to make sure that there was no sauce on my hands, so I stopped the water.

His hands were flushed red from the cold water outside, and they looked even scarier than Zhou Lianfeng's injured parts.

But he still stretched out his hand to Zhou Lianfeng, let Zhou Lianfeng put his hand on his palm, and said: "Hurry up, I'll give you the medicine."

The author has something to say: Everyone knows "artificial respiration"