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Rong Guanguan said breathlessly: "My brother is sick."
"Wait me a moment."
Xu Tanxi went to get the medical kit.
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There were no lights on in the room, so it was dim.
The boy pushed the door open and came in, and the lights from the corridor outside also shone in. He saw the house was in a mess and his mother lying on the ground in a pool of blood.
"Mother."
He shouted, his body was trembling, and he moved closer.
"Mother."
The person in the pool of blood was motionless.
Crunch.
The boy turned around, the door slowly closed, and he saw someone behind the door
"Rong Li."
He didn¡¯t wake up and was struggling in his dream.
"Rong Li."
Xu Tanxi reached out to touch his forehead.
He suddenly opened his eyes, grabbed her hand, and found the dagger under the pillow with his other hand. While grabbing her, he put the blade against her throat.
A strand of black hair was cut off instantly and fell on the back of the knife.
"it's me."
Rong Li raised his eyes, and in the dim light, he could clearly see Xu Tanxi's face and the outline reflected in her eyes.
He was distracted for a moment and looked at her blankly.
"gentlemen."
Xu Tanxi called out, her wrist was still held by him, the temperature in his palm was very high, boiling hot.
He has a fever.
Rong Li came back to his senses, immediately let go of his hand, put away the dagger, and pressed it back under the pillow. The look in his eyes became clear, cold and indifferent, and there was an obvious defensiveness in it: "Who asked you to come up? ?¡±
Xu Tanxi was a little distracted. He lowered his head slightly and his eyes fell on his wrist. It was red and there were faint fingerprints left by him.
"I called Sister Xu here." Rong Guanguan held a glass of water in his hand, "Brother, you are sick."
I don¡¯t know if it¡¯s because of the fever, but Rong Li¡¯s eyes were a little moist, with obvious red bloodshot eyes, and his voice was hoarse: ¡°Get out.¡±
"oh."
Rong Guanguan put the water glass on the table and went out.
Rong Li raised his head: "You also go out."
He took off his sweatshirt and threw it at the end of the bed. His white short sleeves were wet with cold sweat. His lips were dry and bloodless, and sweat rolled over his Adam's apple.
Xu Tanxi opened the medicine box: "I am a doctor."
As soon as she took out the thermometer, Rong Li leaned forward, stretched out his hand, and took away the thermometer. The long and thin one fell between his fingers, pointing down. Then he let go, and the thermometer It slipped vertically into the pocket of her coat, and he sat back: "I didn't call the doctor."
He is chasing away guests.
Xu Tanxi has a good temper and good patience: "You have a fever."
He raised his hand, brushed off the strand of black hair that fell on the quilt, and repeated: "I didn't call the doctor."
"It must be a high fever. Your hands are very hot." There are differences between men and women. She didn't get too close. She asked him softly from a distance, "Are there any other symptoms? Do you have a headache?"
Rong Li raised his head, met her eyes, and said in a low voice, but in an overbearing tone: "Didn't you hear what I said?"
I don¡¯t know if it was because of illness, but he didn¡¯t hold back his temper at all. His attitude was indifferent and he shunned others. There was an aggressive look in his eyes that kept strangers away.
Like a hedgehog.
"If it hadn't been for him, if he hadn't been sick, Xu Tanxi would not have stayed in this room alone, would not have been in the same room with the opposite sex, and would not have refused to leave in every possible way.
"I heard it." This was the first time she was cheating, the first time she had a tough tone and disregarded etiquette, "I have studied a little bit of Chinese medicine, sir. I'm offended."
She took a step forward and suddenly bent down.
Rong Li retreated, just like a conditioned reflex, so hastily and slightly embarrassed: "Xu Tanxi¡ª¡ª"
She stretched out her hand and put it on his wrist.
She definitely doesn¡¯t have any temper at all, and she definitely doesn¡¯t argue with others very often. Her face turned red: ¡°You just grabbed my hand, you have to return it to me once.¡±
She put her fingers on the pulse of his wrist and lowered her eyes. Because she bent over, her hair fell down, covering her blushing ears.
Her fingers were cold and her body was stained from somewhere.??The fragrance of osmanthus.
"Do you usually sleep very little?"
Rong Li had a severe fever, and the faint scent of osmanthus tugged at his sense of smell, making him a little dazed: "Yeah."
He has been suffering from insomnia for a long time. If he doesn¡¯t take sleeping pills, he either can¡¯t sleep or has nightmares.
"The fever is caused by wind and cold." Xu Tanxi checked her pulse, took back her hand, and took a step back. "I don't have many spare medicines here. If the fever doesn't subside by tomorrow, you must go to the hospital."
The light in the room was very dark, and his eyes always subconsciously chased the person who could make him see clearly.
She took out two jars of bottled medicine and a pen from the medicine box. She lowered her head quietly and wrote on the bottle: "I have written the dosage on the bottle." She put down the medicine and put away the medicine box, " Sir, don¡¯t take too many sleeping pills.¡±
After giving instructions, she left.
Rong Li glanced at the table. His sleeping pills were placed on the corner of the table. There were also two bottles of pills left by her on the table and a glass of water left by Rong Guan.
He lay down, closed his eyes, and within five minutes, he opened his eyes again, touched his phone and started a game, caught a tree, and fired.
After he died five times in the game, Rongguan Pass came.
"Brother, I brought you soup."
Rong Li was driving in the game, and his teammates called him from behind, but he ignored him: "Where did it come from?"
Rong Guanguan held the bowl carefully, for fear of spilling it: "Sister Xu cooked it."
It¡¯s red date and ginger soup.
Rong Li didn¡¯t look at his phone, but looked at the bowl of soup, which was not a good-looking color: ¡°I won¡¯t drink it.¡±
Rong Guanguan stretched out his hand to give the soup to his brother, coaxing him like Grandma Taoshui coaxing her grandson: "It's very sweet, there's a lot of brown sugar in it."
Rong Li: "Take it away."
Rong Guanguan groaned: "My hands are so sore."
His brother still didn¡¯t answer.
"Brother, my hand is about to break."
Rong Li parked the car in the game on the side of the road and picked it up.
Rong Guanguan saw that the water on the table had not been moved, so he went to get the medicine bottle: "Brother, I still need to take medicine."
Rong Li glanced at the words on the bottle: "Has she left?"
she?
Oh, Sister Xu.
"No."
The character in the game screamed and was sniped to death.
Rong Li threw the phone aside, poured out a few pills, swallowed the ginger soup, finished drinking, put on his sweater, and went downstairs. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com