Li Yangqing opened his mouth to ask Lu Shiyuan if it was serious, and Lu Shiyuan smiled and said that it was not serious, but when he came out of the teaching building, he was like a drunk drunk who couldn't walk, and the world was a little dizzy.

Brother Wen and Xu Canyang muttered in their hearts, and only after confirming again and again did they doubt that Lu Shiyuan was not pretending to be sick, and he smiled like a sunflower at Li Yang just now, how could this suddenly wilt.

It's because the sun is gone.

The doorman of No. 1 Middle School is a magical existence, and for a long time to come, Lu Shiyuan and his friends have dealt with the doorman a lot, especially Brother Wen, who once made a vow that he must come back after graduation to teach this old stubborn a hard lesson, of course, this kind of talk is just lip service, so why did Brother Wen get angry? It seems that it was because Brother Wen bought two meals outside to take back to the dormitory, and the old man refused to let him in, so he had to force Brother Wen to take the risk of climbing over the wall, but the plastic bag was cut by the iron fence, and the two servings of cold noodles were all spilled.

That time, Brother Wen went back to the dormitory and chattered for two hours before he was angry, and swore to the sky, threatening to make this old guy regret that he dared to treat 'Brother Wen' who would have a lot of success in the future after graduation.

It is said that the doorman is a relative of the principal, and when he was studying, Brother Wen couldn't afford to mess with him.

This time, the doorman was not embarrassed for the three of them, and after reading Boss Wang's leave note, he waved his hand and let them go. I don't know if it's because of Boss Wang's face or Lu Shiyuan, who is caught in the middle, really looks a little pitiful, which makes the always strict doorman feel compassion.

Although out of school, but which hospital to go to has become a problem, although the second hospital and the hospital of traditional Chinese medicine and other big hospitals are good, but where are the three poor people rich, the three people are not locals in the city, just with Yu Mengmeng walked with him and forgot to ask Yu Mengmeng which hospital is better.

If you follow the strange Xiuzhen fantasy novels that you usually read, Lu Shiyuan's current state is probably already in the Mahayana period, and she is one step away from becoming a real immortal, but the real immortals have to fly out of this world with a crane......

The three of them stopped a dilapidated passenger tricycle, "Uncle, do you know which hospital nearby is better for medical treatment?" ”

"I don't go to the Second Hospital and the Chinese Medicine Hospital." Lu Shiyuan, who was in a daze, did not forget to add a sentence.

The old master took the three of them through the streets and alleys, and finally stopped in front of a clinic, "This clinic has a good reputation for seeing patients in our city." ”

The fare is ten yuan, Lu Shiyuan has to wonder if the uncle has slaughtered three people ruthlessly, and it costs ten yuan for such a short road? However, I can't take care of it so much, Lu Shiyuan got off the small tricycle on Brother Wen's shoulder, and the small clinic in front of her was a little dilapidated, which complemented the style of the old city, and there was not even a brand, like a black clinic.

Lu Shiyuan was a little flustered, and she was a little relieved to see that there were many people in line, customers are always the brightest signboards, what can Lu Shiyuan do, a dead horse should be a live horse doctor.

Until now, Lu Shiyuan still doesn't know what the concept of having a fever close to 40 degrees for three consecutive days is even though Lu's mother is a very powerful doctor, and the company where she sits in hangs pennants sent by many patients, but Lu Shiyuan has never mentioned this matter to Lu's mother.

The small clinic was already small, and it was crowded with many patients, and the three of them seemed to have to breathe harder, and a middle-aged looking doctor sat behind a black lacquered cabinet that looked like some years, wearing a somewhat dirty white coat, with a few pens and a transparent plastic ruler in his breast pocket, and writing what kind of cases and the like without raising his head.

Everything was vague and muddy, if it weren't for Canyang and Brother Wen to prove that there was indeed such a thing, Lu Shiyuan would even wonder if this was a hallucination caused by his high fever.

Finally lined up for Lu Shiyuan, Lu Shiyuan sat on a jujube red wooden chair with a yellowed table mat, facing the middle-aged doctor, and briefly said his symptoms, fever did not go away, cold sweat, dizziness.

The black lacquer cabinet in front of me is covered with a piece of transparent glass, and there are a few old newspapers and some old photos pressed below, as if it is a graduation photo of a middle-aged doctor when he was young, and the rows of youthful faces on it are wearing white doctor's coats, probably some years, not only the newspaper is a little yellowed, but the corners of the black and white photos are also printed with rust-like colors, Lu Shiyuan feels a little weird inexplicably, especially the black and white photos have some terrifying thoughts in them, like something left over from the previous world, what does this mean? It shows that this guy Lu Shiyuan is really not lightly burned.

The cool thermometer made Lu Shiyuan shiver, and she was a little sober, the middle-aged doctor's hair was a little vigorous, probably only in some strange and funny movies had such a shape, the two eyebrows were thick like crayon Xiaoxin, and the thick beard in the shape of a word seemed to be so abrupt as if it was pasted on, obviously the hair was fluffy and abundant, but it was an uncle. Lu Shiyuan looked back at Brother Wen and Xu Canyang who were huddled together, and felt a little like laughing.

It's still nearly 40 degrees, and it's a very, very serious typhoid cold. The uncle suggested that Lu Shiyuan should be instilled, otherwise the body would burn down if it went on like this.

Lu Shiyuan asked if she could take injections and medicine? Because I really don't want to have an infusion, I want to go to the Internet café with two good friends to play for a while after seeing the doctor.

Don't ask Lu Shiyuan what she thinks, ask is that all boys are so violent. Lu Shiyuan has seen a lot of crazy things that boys have done on the Internet in order to surf the Internet, Lu Shiyuan feels that she can also make a heavy note about this matter, this operation, a little bit of bad pool can be on the news, a certain man is seriously ill and still sticks to the Internet café at the last moment before he dies, and never gives up.

Young people don't seem to know how to cherish their bodies, and I hope that everyone can cherish their bodies, take care of their picky stomachs, smiling eyes and pure hearts.

In the end, Lu Shikite still chose to take an injection and get some medicine, how can any cold crush Lu Shikite of the ox. Lu Shiyuan obediently received a shot of medicine that according to the uncle, it was said that it was a very effective medicine, and after taking the medicine, she was carried by Canyang and Brother Wen to the Internet café to play. It's also strange to say, the moment Lu Shiyuan sat down in the Internet café, the moment the computer was turned on, it was as if nothing was going on, her body was healthy, her mind was sharp, and her operation was even smoother.

What's more enjoyable for a young person than playing a game? Yes but definitely not much, what can make the young Lu Shiyuan like it more than Li Yangqing, nothing, from heaven to earth, there will never be a girl who Lu Shiyuan likes more than Li Yangqing.

Sometimes Lu Shiyuan only hates that he is not a great writer who splashes ink, and he can't write what he likes, if he is Li Bai, he will write a quatrain like Yun Xiang's clothes and flowers, and the spring breeze blows Revlon, if it is Li Yannian, he will write for her that there is a beautiful woman in the north, peerless and independent. Laughing at the city, and then laughing at the famous poem that exploded out of thin air, it's a pity that Lu Shiyuan is an ordinary Lu Shikite after all, and he can only say that Li Yangqing is really good-looking. But Li Yangqing is good, how can he say everything that is really good-looking?