Rong Li pushed open the door of the room next to the bedroom, and carried a stove in his hand.

The computer is on, and the monitoring on the wall is also on, Rong Li entered the house, locked the door, and the skull on the desktop computer screen flashed, and Chi Yang went online.

"Sixth brother, it's already connected."

Rong Li plugged in the electricity on the stove, and he pulled a chair and sat down: "Take it." ”

The "Internet addicted youth" on the screen lowered his head, tapped the keyboard a few times, and the image in the computer changed, and his face changed, visually very similar to a sudden switch from a small lemon to jackfruit.

This "jackfruit" is Rong Li's previous attending doctor, surnamed Gou. Dr. Gou is middle-aged and bald, so let's call him Gou Pineapple for the time being.

The screen was full of Gou Pineapple's face: "Eh, what's going on?" He thought the computer was broken, and hit it hard, "Poisoned?" ”

Rong Li on the other side treated indifferently: "Not poisoned." ”

Gou Pineapple was startled, with a "soulless" expression on her face, and she was stupid for a long time before she reacted: "Are you Song Rongli?" ”

Song Rongli was a pseudonym used by Rong Li when he was hospitalized.

Rong Li was concise and to the point, and said things directly: "When I was discharged from the hospital, you said that the missing memory would slowly recover, and it has been almost half a year, why haven't I recovered yet?" ”

In fact, his symptoms were very mild, and during the hospitalization, some information in his brain was incoherent, but by the time he was discharged from the hospital, he had almost recovered, at least he didn't notice that there was still a lack of information in his brain at that time.

Gou Pineapple clicked a few times in a row to exit the full screen, and found that the computer did not respond at all, what happened? He wrote his paper well, why did he suddenly go on video?

He didn't dare to pull out the power supply, for fear of losing the paper, he silently read it twice to calm down, and decided to show mercy to the other party for a consultation: "There are still many things that I can't remember?" ”

"A little." For example, on the day of the fire, he had no impression.

"That's normal." Gou Pineapple felt that this "Song Patient" was like a dangerous element, he reached under the main machine, planning to pull out the power whenever something was wrong, "Don't worry, when the blood clot that is pressing the nerve is completely gone, it will be fine." ”

The patient had an intracranial hematoma at that time, but it was not serious, so he did not have a craniotomy, and there was still a small amount of blood clot in the skull after conservative treatment, which could completely resolve on its own.

It stands to reason that it should have disappeared long ago.

"Give me medicine, I can't wait."

Treating people, Gou Pineapple is professional: "Patient, have you had a headache recently?" Are there any other symptoms? ”

Rong Li said: "No. ”

"Then you don't need to prescribe medicine."

"Let you open it."

Gou Pineapple felt that this person was here to find fault: "How can I prescribe medicine casually, otherwise, you come to the hospital for a check-up and see the situation." ”

Rong Li asked lightly and indifferently: "You are a quack, right?" ”

The interrogative sentence structure, the affirmative tone.

Gou Pineapple: "......" He was so angry that he took off all the wigs, "Patient—"

The computer screen is black.

Gou Pineapple: "......"

The next day was Saturday, Rongguanguan didn't have to go to kindergarten, he had just finished eating a native egg, and when he saw his brother going out, he hurriedly followed.

"Brother, are you going to buy steamed buns?" He staggered, "I want to go too." ”

"It's not."

Rong Li went and knocked on the door next door.

It was Rong Peng who came to open the door: "Morning, Brother Rong." ”

Rong Li asked, "Do your chickens sell?" ”

The old lady Qiuhua came out of the kitchen, and when she heard that she was going to buy chicken, she asked, "Do you want to stew chicken soup for Guan Guan?" ”

Rong Guanguan's eyes lit up suddenly, and he looked at Rong Li expectantly: "Brother, do you want to stew chicken soup for me?" ”

"It's not."

Rong Guanguan: Oh, well, I paid by mistake.

The old lady Qiuhua asked again: "Do you want a male or a female?" ”

Rong Li thought for a while: "Male." ”

"The one with a crown on his head is a male." The old lady pointed to the chicken pen made of iron nets, "It's all there, you can catch which one you want." ”

The old lady went back to the kitchen and continued to work.

Rong Li stood in place and hesitated for a while, then entered the chicken pen. The snow on the ground was pecked by the chickens, and it was mixed with muddy dirt. Rong Li took a light step, picked a clean place to step on, and approached.

Rong Guanguan clenched his hands into fists, his head matched his hands, and they moved up and down rhythmically.

"Brother - oil!"

"Brother - oil!"

"Brother - oil!"

"Giggles!" The chickens began to fly.

Rong Li's eyes were cold: "Keep your mouth shut." ”

"Oh." Rong Guanguan covered his mouth.

Rong Li closed the door of the chicken pen, swept around, locked on the target, he was light and slowly approached, but before he could stretch out his hand, the chicken began to run.

Rong Peng snorted, didn't do the exercise, went over to watch Rong Li catch the chicken, and instructed: "This can't be caught, you see one, don't hesitate, press the chicken to the ground quickly." ”

It doesn't sound difficult.

Rong Li did so, staring at a chicken and opening his hands—

"Giggles!"

For a while, chicken feathers flew into the sky.

Rong Li was impatient, went out to pick up a stone, spotted one, and smashed it.

"Giggles!"

One hit and hit.

Rong Guanguan was dumbfounded, looking at the motionless chicken on the ground: "Brother, is it dead?" ”

Rong Li didn't use a lot of strength, so he was sure: "Not dead." ”

"Oh, it's fainting."

Rong Li entered the chicken pen, held his breath, and took the chicken out with two fingers.

The old lady Qiuhua came out of the kitchen: "You put the chicken first, I'll take care of it for you later, and then come and get it." Are you going to steam or braised it? Do you want chicken offal? ”

Rong Li's expression looked extremely disgusted with the chicken, but his tone was brisk and in a good mood: "It's not boiled to eat, it's given away." ”

The old lady Qiuhua understood: "Give it to Yin'e's family?" ”

"Hmm."

"I'll pick a new one for you, and this one will be made for Guan Guan to eat." The old lady smiled and bared her gums, and instructed her grandson, "Peng Peng, you go to the kitchen cabinet and get a red rope." ”

Tie it to the rooster's feet with a red rope and take it to the woman's house, if the woman is also interested, she will return a hen, which means marrying a chicken with a chicken.

This is the custom of the older generation, and now the young people in the town have saved the link of marriage, and no one will send chickens.

Rong Li carried the chicken to Li Yin'e's house, and he knocked on the door: "Knock, knock, knock." ”

"Here we are."

Li Yin'e opened the door.

Rong Li glanced inside, but didn't see the person he wanted to see: "I'm looking for Xu Tanxi." ”

Li Yin'e looked at the chicken in his hand, it was really unfortunate: "You are late, Xiao Xu left overnight." ”

The chicken feathers on Rong Li's head fell off......