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Cong Ye glanced at the eleven people lying outside, and then entered the medical hall, the T-shirt on his upper body had already been torn off, Yan Chengcheng was afraid of touching Cong Ye's arm and the injury on his back, so he directly took a pair of scissors and cut the T-shirt. He also asked Cong Ye to take off the pants on his lower body, bring clean water, carefully scrub Cong Ye, and use a cotton ball dipped in alcohol to disinfect it, and finally bandaged them one by one.

At this time, the middle-aged man who had been knocked unconscious by the bush leaves outside again woke up. Standing up tremblingly, he came to the clinic, and with a pop he knelt at the feet of Cong Ye, who was bandaging the wound.

"Big brother, the little brother knows that he is wrong, please let the little brother go this time."

As he spoke, he took out a bank card from his arms, raised his hands and said to Cong Ye:

"There is 50,000 yuan in the card, which is reserved for the eldest brother to treat his injuries, and the right is the medical expenses of the younger brother's filial piety."

Cong Ye really needs money now, but he can't take this person's money. If you turn around and call the police and say that you have robbed, won't you be sentenced to ten years or eight years?

"Let's go, it's better not to mess with me again."

Congye's tone was very flat, as if nothing had happened before.

"Thank you, big brother."

The middle-aged man said, stood up, bowed to Cong Ye, and put the bank card on the table that was broken last time.

"Take the card away."

"Big brother?"

"Take it."

"Yes. The younger brother Yu Fu will never step into Rizhao Lane again in the future. If the eldest brother has any dispatch, it is just a phone call away. ”

After speaking, he took out a business card from his arms and put it on the table, and at the same time, according to Cong Ye's instructions, he took the bank card back, went out with ten subordinates, and left with each other.

"It hurts, doesn't it?"

"Sister-in-law, I'm fine, it's all flesh wounds."

"And said that it was okay, there were fourteen scars on his body. Seven bleeds, seven bruises. I spent the next two days recuperating at home, and I didn't want to go anywhere. ”

"But ,......"

"No, but."

Yan Qingcheng lowered his head and continued to deal with Cong Ye's wounds, and said decisively without raising his head.

"What do you want to eat at night?"

"I want to drink."

"Drinking? Liquor? ”

Hearing Cong Ye say that he wanted to drink, Yan Chengcheng glanced up at him.

"Well, it's going to be a high degree."

"Okay, I'll buy it later."

Cong Ye doesn't know why, but he especially wants to drink today. From small to large, Congye drinks a limited number of times. It's just that after being a soldier, occasionally on weekends, the comrades-in-arms have dinner together, and Congye will drink a little, but most of them drink beer. Sometimes, when he was forced, Cong Ye also drank baijiu once or twice. For the spicy taste of liquor, Cong Ye did not like it at that time. But today, Congye just wants to drink. Although when he was talking to Yu Fu just now, Cong Ye behaved very plainly, in fact, only Cong Ye knew that after the fight just now, the heat flow in his body suddenly started running at a high speed, and he was not guided by himself at all. The high-speed operation of the heat flow brought Congye a feeling of dryness and heat that he had never felt before, and Congye was very irritable at this time. If it weren't for the presence of his sister-in-law, Cong Ye would have wanted to shout loudly for a while, so as to vent the discomfort caused by irritability.

"Cong Ye, do you have a fever?"

At this time, Yan Chengcheng, who was treating Cong Ye's wounds, noticed the abnormality of Cong Ye's body temperature, and couldn't help but ask with concern.

"It shouldn't be a fever, it's just a little hot."

"You wait."

Yan Tingcheng turned around and went back to the backyard, and soon walked back with a thermometer in his hand, asking Cong Ye to raise his arm and clamp the thermometer under his armpit. When Yan Chengcheng finished treating the wounds on Cong Ye's body, he picked up the thermometer and looked at it, his two good-looking eyes were wide open, his mouth was open into a circle, and he was stunned there.

"Sister-in-law, what's wrong?"

"Is the thermometer broken?"

Yan Chengcheng did not answer Cong Ye's question, but muttered to himself.

"Sister-in-law?"

"Cong Ye, the thermometer shows that your current temperature is forty-five degrees."

At this time, Cong Ye also felt that his skin was burning, and the feeling of dryness and heat became more and more intense.

"Cong Ye, your face!"

Just looking at the thermometer for a while, Cong Ye's face has turned red.

"Sister-in-law, stay here, don't come over."

Cong Ye said, stood up, and instantly ran to the backyard, turned on the faucet, and directly poured cold water on his increasingly hot body. Yan Tingcheng did not follow Cong Ye's orders, but followed Cong Ye to the backyard, as soon as he saw Cong Ye's movements, Yan Chengcheng stepped forward to push Cong Ye away.

"Cong Ye, are you crazy? The wound will become infected. ”

"Sister-in-law, you go out for a while, don't come over."

The irritability in Cong Ye's heart became more and more uncontrollable, and he hurriedly pushed Yan Qingcheng's back, pushed her out of the gate, and bolted the gate with his hand. Shouted outside the door:

"Sister-in-law, I'm sorry, I'm finding it hard to control myself now, so I'm asking my sister-in-law to leave for a while."

Outside the door, Yan Tingcheng understood the meaning of Cong Ye's words, and stood there for a while, his mind a little foggy. She studied medicine and could not explain the sudden change in the leaves with medical knowledge. With a body temperature of forty-five degrees, the person is still awake. Can't control yourself? Congye shouldn't have eaten anything that shouldn't be eaten, and this appearance seems to be somewhat similar to eating ****.

"Ahh

Suddenly, there was a hysterical shout from the courtyard, which made Yan Qingcheng's heart tremble. Could it be that Congye really ate something? Or was it some poisonous gas that the man had secretly released just now? No, I've been there all the time.

Yan Qingcheng couldn't help but raise his hand to push the door, but the door was bolted from the inside by Cong Ye, and he couldn't open it at all. In this way, Yan Tingcheng listened to Cong Ye's shout, and his heart hung tightly, lest there would be anything wrong with Cong Ye inside. Suddenly remembered whether to call 120 or not, holding the phone, Yan Chengcheng hesitated again. What if 120 arrives and the leaves inside are taken for madness? Once it gets out, wouldn't it give Yu Xiaopeng an excuse to put Cong Ye in a psychiatric hospital?

Yan Chengcheng, who had been struggling, gradually found that Cong Ye's shouting stopped, and the sound of running water from the faucet was gone. Hurriedly shouted loudly:

"Clump Leaf, Clump Leaf, are you alright?"

"Sister-in-law, I'm fine, you wait a while, I'll open the door for you."

Hearing the weak voice of Cong Ye from inside, Yan Tingcheng calmed down instead. She knew very well that no matter what caused Cong Ye's state just now, she was always in a state of excitement and difficult to control herself, and now that she was weak, it meant that it had passed.

It's just that Yan Chengcheng waited for about five minutes before he heard the sound of the door opening. As the two doors opened, it was found that Congye had changed his clothes. From Cong Ye's face, Yan Chengcheng found Cong Ye's tired face.

"Isn't it uncomfortable?"

Yan Qingcheng naturally raised his hand and touched Cong Ye's forehead to test his body temperature.

"It's back to normal body temperature. You go back to the house and wait, and your sister-in-law will cook for you. ”

"Thank you, sister-in-law."

Cong Ye said weakly, and then turned around and went back to the house.

Cong Ye really didn't have any strength at this time. Just now he tried to control himself before he pushed Yan Chengcheng out of the door, if it was a little later, Cong Ye didn't know what he would do. The feeling of heat spreads all over the body, making Congye unbearable, and he always wants to find an outlet to vent, but fortunately, Congye has always retained a trace of reason, so he didn't do anything more crazy. Just ripped off all the clothes on his body and yelled. After the heat flow in the meridians in the body gradually slowed down, and he was able to listen to his own guidance again, Cong Ye felt like a person who had just recovered from a serious illness, and he had no strength at all.

Lying on the bed, Congye quickly fell asleep.

It's no wonder that after working as a stevedore for about an hour in the morning, a fight in the afternoon, another fight in the evening, and then a hysterical shouting for more than an hour, how could he not sleep.

Waiting for Yan Chengcheng to make dinner, he went to the street to buy a bottle of high-grade liquor, and when he went to the house to call Cong Ye, he even screamed three or four times, but Cong Ye didn't wake up. also knew that Cong Ye was tired, Yan Chengcheng slowly sat on the edge of the bed, looking at the sleeping Cong Ye on the bed, all kinds of tastes couldn't help but come to his heart.

After more than ten years of study and life, I finally got a good job, but I had to give up for the sake of my lover and mother-in-law. In the past five years of marriage, I have been serving my mother-in-law, waiting for my husband to be a soldier, and the family can be reunited. But waiting and waiting, it was her husband who died, and her mother-in-law died one after another because she couldn't stand the blow, leaving only herself and a sister-in-law who was studying in college. Is this his fate?

Yan Chengcheng, who never shed tears in front of others, could no longer control his emotions at this time, and his eyes were suddenly blurred by tears.

"Sister-in-law."

Suddenly hearing the cry of Cong Ye, Yan Chengcheng was startled, stood up suddenly, raised his hand and hurriedly wiped the corners of his eyes. Seeing that Cong Ye screamed, there was no other movement, and after a closer look, he realized that Cong Ye was talking in a dream just now.

Since Cong Ye appeared, Yan Tingcheng felt that his mood was much better, and the man in front of him might be more appropriate to say that he was a big boy, giving people a very down-to-earth feeling. Aside from being a little more ordinary-looking, there are almost no drawbacks. I don't know what I said to Ash back then, but for a promise I once made, I went all the way to Guanhai City to take care of myself. This can't help but make Yan Chengcheng both grateful and a little guilty.

"It's better to deal with the matter in front of you as soon as possible, and you can't drag down the bushes anymore."

Yan Chengcheng muttered to himself, turned around and was about to leave.

"Sister-in-law, what's no longer dragging me down?"