Chapter 3: Black and White
"Let's eat. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć info" Kim Taeyeon was the first to get up from the sofa and said.
Jin Xiayan got up, looked at the sumptuous dishes on the table, shrugged her nose and said, "It's so fragrant, if this guy Zhang Qianhan knew that Ernie was cooking so delicious now, he would be so frightened that his eyes would pop out." ā
Kim Tae-yeon smiled, pulled out a chair and served rice.
"You don't know that the first time he ate the food you cooked, he secretly commented on me after going out, saying that eating a meal would definitely reduce his life span by ten years." Kim Ha-yeon sat on the chair and snickered.
"Then he dares to come and eat a second time?" Kim Taeyeon laughed disgustedly.
Jin Xiayan propped her chin, grinned and said, "He said that for me, it would be worth reducing his life for another ten years." ā
Kim Taeyeon was stunned for a moment, rubbing the goosebumps on her little arm, looked at her helplessly, and said, "Ah, you guys are a little less numb, just a little better." ā
"Mo, why is it numb, it's obviously super touching." Jin Xiayan took a bowl of rice and said with a glare.
"Inner ......" Kim Taeyeon said perfunctorily, and then suddenly stopped Kim Ha-yeon's outstretched chopsticks, "By the way, don't eat until I take a picture." ā
"Why are you taking pictures?"
"It seems that after taking a selfie last time, I haven't updated my fans for a long time."
"Hurry up, hurry up, I'm starving." Jin Xiayan leaned back on the chair and said.
Kim Taeyeon retreated to the table with her mobile phone, chose a good angle, and faced the window sideways, and the golden light that had just broken through the clouds poured in from the window, gilding the dishes on the surface of the glass table with a magnificent glow.
Click.
"Okay, let's eat, let's eat." Kim Taeyeon looked at the phone screen with satisfaction and waved her hand without raising her head.
After hesitating for a moment, a line of words was attached under the photo: Absolutely brittle bones, absolutely spicy eyes!
On the other side, Zhang Qianhan came home alone, and after throwing the notebook on the bed at random, he somehow felt that his head was getting more and more groggy, so he directly covered his head and fell asleep. When I woke up, I saw that it was already dark blue outside the window, and the air conditioner had turned into a breeze.
"Is it a cold?" Zhang Qianhan frowned and patted the back of his head.
Then he got up on the bed, staggered and took out the first aid kit from the cabinet, took out the thermometer inside and put it in his mouth, prepared the pills with his hand, and lay on the bed again, his whole body was weak, and he didn't bother to move at all.
Confused and didn't know how many minutes had passed, Zhang Qianhan squinted his eyes with the thermometer, and was stunned.
"This has to go to the hospital......" He struggled to get up, but as soon as he stood up, he suddenly felt that the sky was spinning, and the gravity seemed to turn one hundred and eighty degrees.
Poofon fell to the ground in a flash.
In an instant, the whole world turned black and white.
Zhang Qianhan was stunned for a moment, leaning against the wall and looking at the scene in front of him in disbelief, shaking his head fiercely and feeling that his brain must have been burned out. He closed his eyes and opened them, opened them and quickly closed them, and so on and so on and so forth.
"It's okay, I'm not blind."
Pretending to sigh relaxed, although I don't know why the sight has become like this, but Zhang Qianhan knows that it must be related to the feeling of splitting headache, but he has heard of some cases where fever can damage the optic nerve, but he also has some knowledge of medicine, at least he understands that the three layers of the fibrous membrane, pigment membrane, and retina in the eyeball wall from the outside to the inside, if the optic nerve is damaged, it will definitely not appear only black and white.
"It's a bit similar to a dog's vision......
Zhang Qianhan raised his hand and shook it in front of his eyes, and found that there was nothing unusual except for the superfluous color, and there was nothing else unusual.
It was only at this time that he felt that the pain in his mind had disappeared unconsciously.
Looking at this monotonous color with some discomfort, Zhang Qianhan sat on the edge of the bed with a frown, quickly and calmly sorted out his somewhat disordered thoughts, and then took the notebook over to find this symptom.
After checking dozens of times with different browsers, Zhang Duhan's eyebrows became tighter and tighter.
Finally, I turned off my computer and prepared to go straight to the hospital.
The blazing white light of the hospital shone on people's faces like ice.
"Everything works."
Zhang Qianhan took the diagnosis sheet in his hand quite funny, closed his eyes and lowered his head to ponder for a moment, then got up and crumpled it into a paper ball and threw it into the trash, took a deep breath and walked out of the door as usual.
I bought a bag of beer and climbed to the top of the mountain, sat on the boulder at the top of the mountain, blowing the cold wind blowing up from below, overlooking the bustling land, but even if I was drunk fiercely, some complicated feelings in my heart did not calm down much.
Unexpectedly, the next day, the "condition" worsened.
When he woke up, he was still at the top of the mountain, and the worst headache for a hangover did not appear on him, perhaps this pain was too small compared to the previous one.
Strange things happened on the way down the mountain.
People who looked like skeletons from a distance were climbing the mountain. Their bones were very clearly displayed in front of Zhang Qianhan, and his feet stood still as if they had been nailed, not daring to move.
He had to admit that it was because of fear.
"It's a visual problem again, it shouldn't be a real skeleton." Zhang Qianhan took a breath gently, his mind was extremely clear, he squeezed his palm, and calmly stepped forward, passing by these skeletons.
The moment of rubbing shoulders.
The skeleton spoke to him, "The young man has come to climb the mountain so early." ā
"Ahh......h Uncle, you're pretty early. Zhang Duhan stopped, squinted his eyes with a stiff smile, his scalp was so numb that he didn't dare to look at the skeleton, but he pretended to be very polite and twisted his neck in front of him to talk to him, and the beer that had not been ruled out last night turned into sweat and quickly oozes out on his back.
The old skeleton just said hello and continued to climb the mountain, Zhang Duhan swallowed his saliva, and at this moment, the wind blew, and the cold on his back suddenly made him shiver involuntarily.
"Damn...... Could it be that my beautiful Xia Yan will also become like this? Zhang Qianhan was extremely depressed in his heart.
quickly returned home and washed up, and Zhang Qianhan asked for a leave of absence on the grounds of physical discomfort.
"Then you have a good rest, but let's go to the hospital for a check-up, and I'll reimburse you for the expenses." The boss is very optimistic about his capable subordinates, and the main framework of the entire product is completed by Zhang Qianhan alone, if something happens to him, it will not only be a loss of talents, but also a shortage of the company's capital chain.
Even if technical personnel can be dispatched from the head office to deal with it, I am afraid that the shortcomings will not be made up in a short time, and the leakage of water will probably be counted on the head of him, the person in charge.