2 Lost time
The curtain that had just been opened didn't stop for a second, and I pulled it back, and I squatted on the ground with my eyes covered.
It's not that it hurts, but I feel that the sun is too dazzling, and my eyes are so uncomfortable that I can't open them, and the places on my body that are exposed to the sun are hot and uncomfortable.
I know that the world is hot now, but the temperature is so high that no one will live?
My brother's mobile phone was not answered, I didn't call again, sat on the ground and was stunned, the doorbell rang, I walked over to take a look, in the monitoring screen, standing outside the door downstairs, a square-looking, masculine handsome guy, isn't it my bad-tempered brother!
Rushing over so quickly, either running countless red lights, or being near my house, hmph, I caught it, or deliberately trying to fix me, guarding outside my house.
He quickly came upstairs and rudely pushed open my door.
"Brother, you ......"
Before I could finish speaking, my brother blew like a gust of wind, lifted me by the shoulders, lifted my feet off the ground, looked at me carefully, and then threw me back to the ground, clasped his hands around his chest, and glared at me with anger and scrutiny: "Say, I'll give you a chance to plead!" β
"Statement of what?"
"You dare to ask? Of course, where have you been these days, why don't you contact your family? β
I rolled my eyes and lowered my shoulders, and waved my hand very weakly: "Okay brother, let's not play, okay, naΓ―ve, I don't have amnesia, I clearly remember that we only met yesterday!" β
"We only met yesterday?" Panhald's dark eyebrows furrowed, "When?" β
"Load! You're still pretending! Yesterday's family gathering, when do you think we'll meet? β
My brother wanted to scold me as soon as he opened his mouth, but he stopped his mouth when he remembered something, and looked at me again suspiciously, and the two thick eyebrows on his eyes were furrowed: "Ban Lan, what day is it?" β
"14 Ahh
"You look at your phone, is it really the 14th?"
"Come on," I pulled out my phone and slipped it into his hand, "change my date back, I've been fumbling for a long time, and I don't know how to change it." β
My brother looked at his phone and was stunned for two seconds, and his anger soared again: "Do you think I changed the date on your phone?" β
"Or else, it jumped to the 20th on its own?"
"You ......" Panhald got up and walked back and forth in my room twice, grabbed a few handfuls of hair, stopped and pointed at me: "Banlan, I warn you, even if you refuse to say where you have been these days, but don't make such jokes with me!" β
Seriously, Panhald's actions and words made me panic, and I began to wonder if this was a prank: "Brother, stop playing, okay, I've exposed you, and it's not interesting to play again." "It's going to scare me.
Panji looked at me for a few seconds, then suddenly stepped forward and pulled me: "Let's go, let's go to the hospital." β
Then he grabbed my arm without saying anything, pulled me up from the carpet, dragged me to the door, and didn't give me a chance to say "no" without giving me a chance to say "no".
Then I sat wilted in front of an old doctor I knew.
Although there is a special car, it is inevitable that the sun still shines, and there is no big problem, but it is like the strength has been drained, listless.
"What's wrong with that?"
"It's uncomfortable anywhere."
"Well, young people nowadays like to stay up late and eat junk food, and they have to spoil their bodies to be satisfied." The old doctor shook his head and complained as he picked up the stethoscope and pressed it to my chest to listen to my heartbeat.
The stethoscope moved around my chest and heart for a long time, and the old doctor's mouth kept making a "huh" sound.
He took the earpiece back, looked at it for a moment, checked the wires and earplugs, and put it on my chest for a long time, back and forth.
This frightened my brother: "What's the matter, what's the problem?" β
The old doctor tried it on the intern next to him with a stethoscope, and when he was sure that it was okay, he pressed his head back and forth on my chest, and as time passed, the old doctor's face became more and more strange, and the look in my eyes was ...... It's kind of weird.
He picked up the stethoscope and said nothing, and after a few seconds of silence, he said, "Stretch out your hand, and I'll take your pulse." β
Stretch out, I put my hand on a small pillow a few inches long, the old doctor's wrinkled hand with age spots on it, fingers still firmly pressed against my pulse.
After a few seconds, the old doctor, who had always been as calm as an old bell, trembled with his fingers on my pulse.