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? During the New Year period, I was really bored. I couldn't find a proper job or write a novel, so I had to watch TV. It happened to be transferred to an idol movie, and I finished watching this movie with the mentality of looking for inspiration. It tells the story of a high school frustrated boy who was played twice by the same woman in the same way twice. Although it was a bit touching, the main reason is that the male number one cried too miserably in the last few minutes. First of all, it must be confirmed that this male lead is indeed quite innocent, and it is not easy to be the same twice, and then I think that this scene can actually be filmed indefinitely. Judging from the character of the protagonist, he will definitely continue to be the third, fourth, or even nth time.
After reading it, I stood up and wanted to pour water, but felt dizzy for a while. I leaned against the wall and almost fell headfirst. I thought it was because I watched too much TV these two days, so I lay down on the bed and slept. The solution turned out that I didn't have a head when I fell asleep, and I still wanted to sleep when I woke up. No matter how you sleep, you can't wake up.
He kept shivering under the quilt, so he must have a fever. I took a thermometer and tested it, it was strange, I was shocked! Horrified, take the thermometer closer and look at it carefully. Make sure you don't get dizzy before putting it aside.
Thirty-six degrees five.
I got up from the bed with a "swoosh¡ª¡ª" and fell on the bed with a "slap¡ª¡ª" three seconds later. I wanted to go to the hospital but I really didn't have the energy to spare, so I had to call Jian for help.
"Hey it's me I'm going I'm going to die" I was dying.
"II'm dying too" Jian panted, not knowing what he was doing.
"What are you doing?" Probably nothing.
When I told Zhijian that I was dying of illness, I only heard the sound of hanging up the phone. Using the thermometer in the hospital, it was already 40.2 degrees.
"No wonder I feel so cold." I leaned on Jian and said to him.
"Well, you can fry eggs." Jian touched my forehead.
The doctor looked at the thermometer and shook his head, "Get an injection first. Then hang a water." There is a silk banner hanging behind the doctor's seat, which reads, save lives and heal the wounded.
My body always wants to go outside, forgetting that I have a fever of forty degrees.
Jian grabbed me, "Why are you going?"
"Pee, pee." I laughed.
"Inject the needle first." Jian seemed to see my thoughts. I have reached the stage where people call me uncle when I go out, but when I see the antipyretic needle, my inner fear keeps pouring out, "Look at your talent, you will pee after an injection."
I calmed myself down and saw that everyone around me was looking at me.
"Piss your sister!" I took off half of my trousers and sat on the injection table with awe-inspiring righteousness, and said to the doctor, "Come on!" Then I closed my eyes tightly.
"Excuse me, please line up at the back." The female nurse gave me a blank look.
Jian came over to smooth things over, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, his brain is burned out."
Since the beginning of winter, I haven't been out of the house yet. This is the first time dedicated to the hospital. Jian and I stood side by side and lined up. I didn't expect that the business of the hospital would be so good after Chinese New Year. The person in front of me was a seven or eight-year-old child who was fine during the injection and was still smiling after the injection. But this seriously challenged my majesty as an adult, and I kept taking deep breaths to embolden myself. The thought of the needle hole going to stick in my ass later makes my nose pantothenic.
Two minutes of waiting felt like a year to me, and waiting to die was more terrifying than death itself.
"Ah!" A shrill scream echoed throughout the corridor of the hospital.
The female nurse wiped alcohol on my buttocks, "I haven't had a beating yet, what's your name. I've never seen such a big person, just like a child."
Jian said, "He is bold."
"I just had a sore throat, why did you yell twice?" I looked at Jian, then looked at the crowd watching me, and repeated, "What's wrong with yelling twice?"
The female nurse pointed to the door, and I looked in that direction. The words "Please do not make noise" were pasted on the door. When I was thinking about how to speak eloquently, the nurse made a sneak attack. From then on, I regarded nurses and teachers as equals.
"Ah!" This cry was more heart-piercing than the one just now.
I limped out of the injection site, and Jian helped me carry the saline bag. Severe tingling in buttocks. We found a seat and sat down. I, who was very energetic just now, finally couldn't bear the torment of the serious illness and collapsed on the seat.
"I didn't expect you to be afraid of injections." Jianjian smiled.
"You're afraid of injections." After the fuss just now, drowsiness showed up again.
See me tiredI stopped talking when I was tired, and took out my phone to play.
During the two hours of hanging the water, I seemed to have fallen asleep, but I thought I was not asleep. One hand was numb, I opened my eyes and knocked on my hand, and found Jian sleeping soundly on the side. Just as I was about to reach out, I found another hand blocking my way.
"Are you awake?" I found that everyone said this when I first woke up, and I didn't have any creativity.
"Aren't you asleep?"
Jian scratched his head, "I fell asleep, what should you do when you finish hanging the salt water? Don't you just burp?" Jian's voice is surprisingly standard.
I smiled to express my thanks.
It was already 2:30 in the middle of the night when I was discharged from the hospital after hanging the water. I felt relaxed, but I don't know if it's the effect of the salt water or the antipyretic injection. But I believe that the people in this hospital must have a deep impression on me, and maybe my story can be widely circulated.
Jian asked me to wait at the door for a while, I guess he was going to call Motou to the hospital, and told me to walk less. It is a pleasure to have such a friend. A black Audi a6 drove past the door, the window was slowly rolled down, and a very wretched face appeared from inside.
"Get in the car, what are you doing in a daze?"
After I got in the car, I asked Jian, "Your?"
"Nonsense, what do you think was used to send you to the hospital just now? Your brain is burned out." To be honest, I was in a coma after Jian sent me out of the house. I really don't remember how I came to the hospital.
"Rented?" I still don't believe this is Jian's private car.
"I said, why do you not believe me so much? Is the rental so new?" Jian turned his head to me, "Look, I haven't removed the plastic film on this chair. I just bought it yesterday."
"Where did you get the money? It's hundreds of thousands."
"I won't tell you." Jian sold a mystery.
Along the way, Jian seemed to want to say something to me several times when he saw Jian in the mirror, but he shrank back again.
"Do you have something to tell me?" Seeing Jian hesitate again, I asked Jian.
"No."
"Oh." Jian's acting skills are as bad as ever. But I didn't ask too much. If Jian didn't tell me, there must be his reason. Asking again is fruitless.
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