Chapter Twenty-Seven: Finally Sick
Looking at the black, demon-like "Broken Intestine Fruit" medicinal powder, Wang Yonghuan decided to dip a little and eat it first. Pen Fun Pavilion www.biquge.info in his careful eyes, there should be no problem with dipping a little.
Wang Yonghuan raised his middle finger and dipped it in the foam first, and then shivered and stretched out to the "Broken Gut Fruit" powder. At the moment when his fingertips began to touch the powder, suddenly, there was a loud "clang" outside the window, which frightened Wang Yonghuan and retracted his fingers with a "whoosh".
"Damn, what's going on? If you don't play like this, you'll be scared to death! Wang Yonghuan's face turned a little white with fright, muttered in his mouth, turned his head to look out of the window, and saw that it was dark and quiet outside the window, like a big black cloth covering the window, and he didn't see anything.
"Whose cat might have touched something in the yard?" Wang Yonghuan thought so, patted his forehead, calmed down, and muttered to himself: "It's okay, it's okay, don't be afraid, don't be afraid, I'll just dip a little, I can't die." ”
Again, Wang Yonghuan stretched out his fingers, and his eyes were still suspicious and suspicious, for fear that something would happen.
Your fingers have just come into contact with the powder, and you don't know if it's a mental effect? Or this "broken intestine fruit" powder does have a stimulating effect, Wang Yonghuan always feels numb and itchy on the tips of his fingers, as if it is stained with the body surface of the caterpillar's burrs, which makes people feel extremely uncomfortable.
It's just a little sticky, black and thin, like a layer of black soil hanging on your fingers. Wang Yonghuan frowned and looked at this powder, to be honest, he was a little dizzy when he looked at this powder.
"It's nothing else, it's poison, it's really poisonous, to eat it or not to eat it?" Wang Yonghuan hesitated again. The inner struggle is much more intense than when he was in the first year of junior high school and sent love letters to girls.
In the silent night, Wang Yonghuan's "banging" heart is much clearer and more frequent than usual. In his senses, his heart was beating to his throat.
Looking at the powder on his fingers, Wang Yonghuan watched it for more than ten minutes, as if he wanted to see this black layer of powder.
"No, just look at it like this, it's useless to watch it all night." Wang Yonghuan muttered to himself. In the end, my heart was horizontal, I gritted my teeth, closed my eyes, and secretly said, "MD, fight." ”
In the secret drink, Wang Yonghuan himself immediately put his finger in his mouth, and shivered vigorously, getting all the things on his fingers into his mouth.
As soon as the powder entered his mouth, his mind suddenly became steady, and he slapped his mouth up and down, "Hey, it feels a little sweet, this is really a little sweet from Nongfu Spring." Wang Yonghuan muttered, thinking heartlessly.
After finishing the powder, Wang Yonghuan carefully wrapped the remaining "broken intestine fruit", carefully put it in his pocket, and lay down like a corpse, waiting for the "onset of illness".
The left waits don't come, and the right waits don't hurt.
"Huh? What's going on here? Is it not enough? ”
Wang Yonghuan scratched his head, sat up full of doubts, opened the paper bag, and dipped it into his mouth, but he didn't feel any sweet taste. After eating the "poison", he once again wrapped the remaining powder and stuffed it into his pocket.
I just wanted to lie down, but my body was still lying down. Suddenly, a sharp pain erupted in his stomach, and it felt like a high-speed train suddenly hitting his stomach.
That pain is unprecedented, never before.
The severe pain was like a thunderbolt, slamming into Wang Yonghuan's body. Wang Yonghuan, who was in pain, just shouted "Mom", he originally wanted to call his mother over. But due to the crazy pain, it changed directly from "mom" to "ah", and the one that changed the high and low tones was called one fast and that one was free. I'm afraid that the tone of top pop singers is not as fast as Wang Yonghuan at this time.
Then, a series of "ahhhhh It's like a sharp arrow bursting through the air, stirring up a sharp storm in the silent night.
Wang Yonghuan felt in a trance that the three o'clock in the yard heard his high-pitched scream, and he was so frightened that he gurgled out of the kennel.
"Three...., how... What's up? What's wrong? The sudden screams and frightened mother's voice changed.
Wang Yonghuan didn't have time to answer his mother's question, it hurt too much, it just hurt too much. On the kang, Wang Yonghuan was rolling and turning around in pain, originally his head was facing the direction of the outside of the kang, but because he was holding his stomach and rolling back and forth on the kang, he somehow fell under the kang with a "bang".
With a bang, his head slammed into the desk leg, "Hey, why didn't it hurt, my head was harder than the desk leg." At this time, Wang Yonghuan still had the heart to think about this? I have to admire that this kid's heart is really big enough.
At this time, my mother pulled the door open and rushed into the back room, just in time to see Wang Yonghuan fall to the ground. Mom's face turned pale all of a sudden, and she quickly rushed forward and hugged Wang Yonghuan tightly, "Three, what's wrong... What's up, what's... Hurt? Where does it hurt? Mom's voice was trembling and her tongue was rolling.
"Stomach, it's stomach, it hurts, it hurts, ah...... Ah", after Wang Yonghuan insisted on saying the first few words more normally, at the last word, it was a super high pluck, which was called a loud and a violent. The vibration made the window lattice tremble.
When my mother saw Wang Yonghuan's pain, she didn't have time to ask again, so she picked up Wang Yonghuan at once, turned around and ran out, shouting at the door as she ran: "Brother Tan, Brother Tan, come out, come out, something happened to the three."
Afterwards, Wang Yonghuan once asked his mother: "According to the strength, Mom, you can't hold me at all, usually it's a bag of rice that you have a hard time making, I am much heavier than a bag of rice, why did you take me out at that time?" ”
My mother also replied a little confused: "I don't know, I was thinking about taking you out to the hospital at that time, how can I have time to think about whether you are serious or not." ”
When her mother carried Wang Yonghuan to the yard, Uncle Tan, Aunt Tan and Sister Xiaoju next door all ran over.
"What's going on? What's going on? Uncle Tan asked hurriedly.
"San's stomach hurts, and they all grunt under the kang, and I don't know what's going on? Take it to the hospital right away. ”
As soon as Uncle Tan heard this, he took Wang Yonghuan from his mother without saying a word, and ran towards the hospital quickly, followed by his mother, Aunt Tan, and Sister Xiaoju. At three o'clock, he shouted anxiously, surrounded Wang Yonghuan, and wanted to follow, so that his mother scolded him back.