That afternoon, neither Song Yao nor Du Jingchen came to class.

Li Yaoyao sent a message to ask Song Yao, only to know that he had acute appendicitis, and Du Jingchen accompanied him to the central hospital.

After the evening self-study that night, it was drizzling outside, and Chen Yue held the advertising umbrella, feeling a little sad for some reason.

In the relationship between these people, she suddenly didn't know how to deal with herself. used to be just Du Jingchen, and now there are Li Yaoyao and Song Yao, and she doesn't want to get involved in their emotional disputes. But she promised Tong Ranli to help her chase Song Yao, if she explained everything now, it would be too late.

It's really a swampy quagmire, and the more you fall into it, the more you struggle, the deeper you sink in.

She was lying on the bed full of worries, because it was Friday, she had the right to play with her mobile phone for half an hour, and habitually clicked on QQ.

She clicked the list over and over again, then closed it again. Then suddenly remembered something, clicked into the class group, and clicked on the group members.

She wanted to find Du Jingchen, and as she wished, she found QQ with the group business card "Du Jingchen". Then, click in and take a look, it's already a friend. And her note to others is: Song Yao Trumpet.

She was stunned, it turned out that the person who added her on the night of school was Du Jingchen, not Song Yao!

What does this mean?

She didn't dare to think about it, but she began to dream about something uncontrollably.

"Du Jingchen?" She sent such a sentence to Du Jingchen uncertainly.

And Du Jingchen over there was in the ward, accompanying Song Yao, who was going to die or live.

"Ouch! It hurts so much, Jingchen, am I dying?! Song Yao lay on the bed and groaned with a twisted face.

His expression was so exaggerated, if it weren't for the inspection report in hand, Du Jingchen would definitely think he was pretending.

"Uh-huh, the doctor said he wouldn't survive tonight." Du Jingchen glanced at him twice, and brushed him seriously.

After that, QQ happened to receive Chen Yue's message.

When Song Yao heard him say this, he became even more energetic, "Jingchen, I'm going to have surgery, won't I be able to get off the operating table?!" ”

"Oh my God, I'm dying young! I still have a lot of wishes that haven't been fulfilled, and I'm jealous of the talent......"

After Du Jingchen replied to the message, he raised his eyes and glanced at him impatiently, "Okay, you don't have to howl a word." ”

Just as the doctor also walked in, he heard his howl, and couldn't help but break the sentence: "It's just a tail cut, don't howl." ”

Song Yao looked at the thirty-year-old white coat who was walking towards him with a sad face, and pursed his mouth unhappily.

The white coat looked at his displeased little eyes, and half-jokingly: "You'd better give me a good look, otherwise the knife is in my hand, and if the hand shakes and cuts the wrong one, I won't be responsible." ”

Hearing this, Song Yao looked at him with wide eyes, and said with a frown: "How can there be a doctor like you, do you believe it or not, I reported you!" ”

"What are you reporting me without evidence?" The white coat ignored him and walked over and lifted his quilt.

"What are you doing?!" Song Yao hurriedly put away his legs and looked at the white coat nervously.

"Injection!" When the doctor saw him dodging, he yelled solemnly, "Take off your pants!" Don't be like a girl! ”

"Spanking pills spanking?!" He hurriedly covered his buttocks, and looked at Du Jingchen, who had already retreated to the wall, with a bitter face, "Du Jingchen, help!" ”

Du Jingchen watched the two of them from the sidelines, as if watching two monkeys juggling, especially his uncle, who was old and still liked to tease patients.

"Uncle, don't tease him, he's afraid of injections."

Uncle? Song Yao's heart, 10,000 grass and mud horses galloped past.

Before he could react, he was pressed on the bed by the white coat, lifted his clothes, and exposed his waist.

"Ahh Before the needle went down, Song Yao began to howl like a pig again, "Ah! Yes! ”

After the needle was finished, the white coat had been gone for a long time, and he was still scolding, "! It hurts me! ”

It's clearly lumbar anesthesia, and I want him to take off his pants, thinking it's a spanking!

"Du Jingchen, your uncle is a ruthless man! This beam, I married him! ”

The strength of the anesthesia came up quickly, Song Yao kept looking at Du Jingchen looking at his mobile phone, as if he was chatting with someone, and asked in a daze: "Who are you chatting with?" ”

I don't remember what Du Jingchen said, anyway, no matter how conscious he was, the operation was already over.