Lonely Mo is cool. preface
The wind and drizzle, the arbor hangs in the south, and the chrysanthemum is still unfinished. . .
Xia Hefeng and I, not bamboo horses and childhood plums, and no long-term love, more I chase him to stop and go, he also thinks I, stupid and pitiful, just an unrequited love without response, but I am still happy, as long as it is him, love for a long time, not long, I have nothing to do with it, as long as he stops, you can see me, when you are sad, you can think of me, when you are happy, you can come to me, that is also the top of the best.
Although this is just my empty dream, I think that if it comes true, it will not be in vain for me to chase after it like an ugly man.
When I was nine years old, I transferred to the school that Xia Zhihe Feng studied, thinking that reading it, I thought that this life would be the end of the dull book.
At that time, I didn't know him, and he didn't know who I was, so it all started with that sudden illness, and I paid attention to him from that time.
That day, when I went to school in the morning, I was still bouncing. After eating at noon, when it was time to take a nap, I suddenly felt very uncomfortable, and I was dizzy.
I also asked my classmates to go to the teacher and say that I was not feeling well, but our teacher was also a lack of heart, so I only measured my temperature with my hands, saying that I didn't have a fever or anything, and it was not in the way.
Maybe I'm tired, and then I let go back to my seat and lie down for a while, it should be fine, and I didn't say anything about notifying my parents or anything, maybe I'm usually naughty, and the teacher is used to thinking I'm pretending to be sick!
But what no one expected was that if it weren't for Xia Hefeng's quick decision, I might not be here again.
As a result, my face became more and more ugly, and my hands and feet began to twitch and sway, and it was not long before I became unconscious and fainted.
But at that time, no one noticed that I had fainted, and later my table mates found that I was suddenly unresponsive, and ran to report to the teacher, saying that I was not moving and would not die!
And this little tablemate is my rival for more than ten years, and it is also Xia Hefeng, who I have been thinking of in my heart, but I have never been able to hold hands with him.
Sometimes I wonder if he often plays tricks with him, and he hates me, so he abuses me miserably for more than ten years.
But at that time, I was just putting a cricket, and in his book basket, I didn't know that he had a phobia of insects since he was a child, and he trembled so much when he saw it that he was still uneasy.
At the end, Mr. Jiang reflected, stroked his forehead, it was unusually hot, but there was no movement.
She hugged me, stopped a taxi, urged the driver to speed up, the master saw that life was at stake, and immediately agreed, and the driver also ran several red lights for me, so he sent me to the hospital in time for rescue.
Teacher Jiang probably still feared that he would take on this responsibility, so he finally dialed my parents' phone.
And my parents, when they learned the news, although they were full of sadness, were not very surprised.
As long as I have the flu, I have never suffered from it, and as long as I have it, I have a high fever that is difficult to go away, and I need to be treated with acupuncture.
They rushed over, and the doctor directly issued a critical illness notice, viral flu, and said that my high fever does not go away, my body temperature has reached 41 degrees Celsius, and there is a rising trend, if the temperature does not come down, it is likely to lead to cerebral palsy, and in severe cases, it is Huangquan Molu.
At that time, my grandmother, who rushed over from my house, almost fainted with fright when she heard the news, and then she was helped into the hospital by my aunt.
Then a group of family members sat around and cried outside the rescue room, and my grandmother also recited Buddhist scriptures for me, hoping to seek the blessing of the Buddha to show that I would turn around and return safely.
After a few more hours, the doctor finally came out and replied that the rescue was rescued, but the body temperature was still high, 39 degrees, which is not optimistic!
Although it has dropped somewhat, it is not sure whether it will rise again, and during this period, there may be other complications, so the danger period has not yet passed, and the next 36 hours are very critical, and it must be monitored in real time to prevent accidents.
Later, I was transferred to the ICU, and during this time, my fever was also repeated, sometimes rising and sometimes falling, sometimes good and sometimes bad.
Even the family members of patients in other wards know my current situation and know that I am struggling with death, and every day they pass by my ward, they sigh and sigh, and when they face my loved ones, they also say to take care or something.
Maybe they also think that I can't go back, and the medicine stone is gone!
But my grandmother, my parents, always thought that I would be fine, and I would still be the little sparrow that chirped all day long.
On the third day, my condition finally stabilized, my fever subsided, and I was able to transfer from the ICU back to the general ward.
However, I encountered a new problem, because my body temperature was too high and the fever was too long, which caused me to fall into a deep sleep, and I was not sure when I would wake up.
These unknown variables are tormenting my family.
And myself, I have been having one after another, repeated dreams, and it is difficult to escape.
It was as if I saw it again, my father and mother, because of a disagreement, they fought a lot, not only my family, but also the pots and pots, and the tiles of the house, and my mother was covered with injuries, and from that time on, I saw this scene with my own eyes, and I fainted again, and I became more and more depressed, and suffered from fainting stress disorder, as long as I was too emotional, or too stimulated, I would faint and fall to the ground.
But my parents, although they felt sorry for me, still kept making noise all day long, but they quarreled much less in front of me.
The doctor also said that if my family members shouted at me more and stimulated me more, maybe I would wake up earlier!
Now because of the age, I can't remember exactly how I woke up at that time.
I only know that I heard my mother say, at that time, my grandmother kept holding my hand and said, you have to wake up, you can't sleep all the time, your father and mother have to worry about separation, and mother-in-law has to worry about separation.
O finches! The soul is coming back! O finches! Okay, come back, come back and stuff!!!!!
For a whole week, my grandmother was calling me for the soul, and she snatched me back from the ghost gate.
After I woke up, I couldn't be discharged immediately because of my weak body, so I could only stay in the hospital and slowly recover my physical functions.
I still remember when I first woke up, I was nauseous and wanted to vomit when I raised my head, and this process lasted for about three days before I could slowly eat some small chaos, and porridge or something, and it was also from this time that I had taken a nutrition injection for half a month before I quit.
The child in the middle partition ward came back to the hospital because of the aggravation of his condition.
And the child's mother, who thought I was gone, saw my mother passing by and said to my mother, sneering, saying that some things were not available.
Then she was slapped by my father, and her family ran to the hospital, knowing that she was at fault, and apologized to my family.
Later, I heard that the family seemed to be in a lawsuit and divorced because of the imbalance in the inheritance, and the lady also made trouble at several relatives' housesγγγγγγ
What about me! After lying in the hospital for more than half a month, his body finally recovered, and with the support of a bunch of relatives, he said goodbye and returned home.
This is one of the experiences I had before the ghost gate closed.
In my grandmother's words, it is the only way that good people think that they can have good virtues and good fruits.
I suddenly felt that over the years, although my luck was a little worse, but fortunately, all the dangers were saved.
This is also the origin of me and Xia Hefeng, who have been entangled for many years.