PS: PS: Tomorrow Monday. Ask for support! Hey, a commuter pass. It seems that you can't ask for it.

If there were no injuries, I think I'd jump up and celebrate.

Ah San looked at my excited expression blankly. And Jack remained expressionless, seemingly indifferent to my sobriety and recovery.

Although I was unhappy with Jack's performance, I was so immersed in great joy that I could ignore any negative emotions.

Like Jack said, I recovered well and quickly. And, according to the Vietnamese, although I was in a coma for three days, my injuries were not as serious as those of the fat man. Especially trauma, the wound is far from there

There is the depth of the fat man.

And I thought about it carefully, I should have been in a coma due to the pain in my lower body, and the skin trauma did not give me much torture.

The good mood made me ignore a lot of details, such as Jack's mood change, the Vietnamese people were at a loss, and even the Laotians began to alienate me, and I didn't even notice. It stands to reason that Laos

People cared more about me, at least more than the Vietnamese relied on and trusted me, but Buazon didn't come together.

When my excitement developed to the extreme, and I wanted to share the good news with the fat man, the moment I got up in a hurry, the sharp pain from my whole body knocked me back to reality from the cloud of happiness.

It was then that I realized that I was a seriously injured man, and that Jack had not given me this bed because he had recovered. It's that my injuries are worse. But the pain didn't diminish much of the joy, and there were eggs

Pain is also part of the joy.

For the rest of the day, I had to lie in bed, and I needed help to turn over, let alone eat, drink, and urinate. The Vietnamese people, as he said, took good care of my life

Live, let me start to accept this Vietnamese from the heart. I certainly wouldn't treat him as my person as he said. I began to accept him as one of my own.

I hadn't seen a fat man for about ten days. My skin trauma healed quickly, and although we had very few anti-inflammatory medications, luckily my wound was not infected and it was clear that the wound was healing well.

But I still can't get out of bed, I still need Ah San to turn me over like a pancake, and I can't even turn over alone. I feel like something is wrong with the ligaments or bones, and I just want to make it bigger

The movement, the sharp pain in the back is no different from a new wound.

That's when it happened. I felt a bad mood creeping through us.

The first is that I haven't seen Jack in a long time, as if I haven't seen him since I woke up and saw him. I took his bed and squeezed him into another room, and I didn't let it go

He's disgruntled, he's not a calculating person. But he hasn't been to the room since, and I don't see who he's avoiding but me.

Xiao Ting spends most of her time in another room every day, and she only comes to this room to help Bu Asong make porridge and serve food to the fat man and Jack. The greeting to me was just a passing, and I felt like it was just that

It's dealing with me.

Two Laotians kept their respect for me. But there is a clear sense of alienation. He would bring the first bowl of porridge to me, and then quietly retreat, just look at me a little evasively

Like I'm Ah Xiang.

In this way, Ah San became the only person who was willing to associate with me and was attentive.

Both rooms were quiet. Even during the day, after lunch or after dinner, when it should be the busiest time, there was no sound coming from either room. It should be said that the entire bamboo building is lifeless, Luo Lao's

There was no sound in the room.

I don't know why this happened, but I can guess a little bit of an eyebrow. The one who should have made the loudest noise, constantly creating contradictions, was always silent. It's so perverse. Ah San said, this

My personal injuries are more serious than mine, and I need more care. But that's not a reason, as far as I know, as long as this person lives, he will definitely make some moves.

The man I'm talking about is, of course, fat.

"Carry me next door. I'm going to see that fat man. ”

I gritted my teeth and said to Ah San. Even though I knew it would be torture for me, the physical pain was more bearable than the inner torment.

"The fat man won't let you pass."

"And so. He won't let you do anything? ”

Ah San's gaze also began to dodge. I guess there's something wrong with the fat man, but I don't believe him if he's hurt more than I do.

I asked Ah San and knew that I was carried back by the fat man. The fact that he was able to carry me back from the mountains to this is not a close road, which means that his injuries are not very serious. But these days Fat and Jack both

didn't show up, so I had a very bad premonition, don't these two goods do anything behind my back, or pinch up.

Ah San was still hesitating. I lifted my head hard, and the simple action tugged at the nerves in my back, and the pain made my face twist a little. I didn't hide my distorted face, but I made it change

It's hideous.

"Here, I'm the boss. Not Fat or Jack. Say. They have something to hide from me. ”

"It's the fat man who has an accident. He's bad. ”

My heart chuckled. This is not enough, so I can't help but toss. Could it be that later, what happened to me after I fell unconscious? We were caught up by mandrills? If so, then the fat one

It must be a terrible sight for him to be able to carry me back.

I couldn't lie down any longer, so I grabbed the bed board and pushed it hard, and my upper body suddenly sat up.

Impulsiveness is the devil. An instant outburst was exchanged for an instant fainting.

The moment I sat up with my upper body, my brain was temporarily ischemia, and the pain in my back, lower body, and even my whole body was tearing, and my eyes suddenly turned black. But my head wasn't completely lost

There is a power that makes me unconscious, and I am not incapacitated.

My hands were still on the bed, and my upper body was sitting straight on the bed, my eyes wide open but dark.

"Brother Qiang, you, your eyes."

I started to hear voices in my ears. It's still dark in front of my eyes, so maybe my eyes are dilated, which must be scary. Listening to the voices of the Vietnamese people, it was like seeing a ghost.

I closed my eyes when I returned to consciousness, and it was dark in front of me anyway, so there was no need to be scared with a pair of dilated eyes.

Through the eyelids, you can feel that the black color is fading, and the flesh red of the eyelids appears. I opened my eyes, and Ah San's face appeared in front of my eyes.

"No need to carry it. Hold me on, I'm going to walk over. ”

Ah San didn't hinder me anymore, and pushed me out of bed hard, supporting most of my weight like a humanoid crutch.

Seeing this, Buazon ran over and I waved at him. Two crutches would have been better, but I felt I could hold it up, and I didn't want to act too wasteful in front of them.

With Ah San's support, I walked out of this door and into another door with small steps.

There were two people standing in front of a bed inside the door, and I could only see the backs of these two men, who seemed to be deliberately blocking the bed, so that I could not see the bed. (To be continued......)