Chapter 142: Again

Yao Yiyue didn't go to any breakfast shop to keep warm, her heart was far colder than the cold on her body.

Zhan Shaoang was almost speeding all the way, and he didn't know how many times he pressed the line and ran a few red lights before he walked to the intersection of Wuyi Road and Shidao Street that Yao Yiyue said.

Across the road, Zhan Shaoang saw Yao Yiyue's figure. The thin and slender girl was wearing a white nightdress, and the whole person was curled up next to the garbage bin at the bus stop. Her long hair fell down her waist, contrasting sharply with her slender and fair ankles. The little man looked helplessly at the cars passing on the street, and his frozen purple lips and pale face were so fiercely engraved in his heart.

He had never felt so shocked in his life, as if there was a big net covering his whole body. The whole heart tugged together, and countless fists kept smashing at him.

The devil knows when he became so good at his young driving skills, and the moment the green light came on, he hit the steering wheel on his left and stopped next to the bus stop with a beautiful drift.

Zhan Shaoang quickly jumped out of the car and took off his cashmere coat as he walked. He wrapped his coat around Yao Yiyue's body, squatted down and looked at her with dull eyes: "Come with me!" ”

After speaking, Yao Yiyue couldn't help but pull Yao Yiyue up, but maybe it was because she had been squatting for too long, or maybe her legs were frozen. Yao Yiyue stood up, her body shaking.

Zhan Shaoang almost half-dragged and half-hugged her into the car, and then turned the heater to the maximum. He got into the car and shot out with a foot on the accelerator, regardless of whether the traffic police would stop him.

"Your hands are so cold, you stand up, and you'll be home soon." Zhan Shaoang's right hand pulled Yao Yiyue's wrist, which was unexpectedly cold and piercing. He couldn't help but think of the last time she was in Changbai Mountain, she was also passive and couldn't speak. But at that time, she was very energetic and combative, but now Yao Yiyue is sitting next to him, but she feels like a ghost.

It is the loss of hope to live。。。。。

"Hey, I need a doctor and ginger soup. You ask the driver to take Dr. Sun to my apartment, and it's better to cook some soup to ward off the cold. Zhan Shaoang called home with a car phone, and continued to comfort Yao Yiyue after the order: "Have you warmed up, you will be home soon, let's take a hot bath, it will be over, don't worry." ”

After Zhan Shaoang went to college, he bought an apartment in the nearest place. He now suffers from a nervous breakdown, and he doesn't feel well in the dormitory.

The car drove into the parking lot and stopped, Zhan Shaoang got out of the car and opened the door on Yao Yiyue's side: "Come, get out of the car first and take a hot shower." ”

Yao Yiyue looked at him with big empty eyes, like a walking corpse, allowing him to hold his hand. It wasn't until she slowly felt the temperature in her blood in the bathtub become normal, and she felt that she was still a living human being.

Only then did he slowly wake up from the chaos, how many times did Zhan Shaoang see his embarrassment? I was embarrassed to think deeply, did she have dignity in front of Zhan Shaoang.

"Yueyue, the doctor has arrived. When you're done, come out quickly, and ask the doctor to take your temperature and prescribe some medicine to prevent colds. Drink some hot soup and get some sleep, and then something will be slowly talked. Zhan Shaoang knocked on the bathroom door.

Yao Yiyue stood up from the bathtub and landed on her slender thighs. When he walked to the door, he said, "I have no clothes to go out!" ”

Zhan Shaoang suddenly realized, turned around and found his own pajamas from the closet. Knock on the door and whisper: "These are my pajamas, very clean!" ”

Yao Yiyue opened the door and reached out to bring in the black and white plaid pajamas. Then he opened the door and walked out with red cheeks and bare feet.

As if he hadn't seen anything, Dr. Sun took Yao Yiyue's temperature and blood pressure. After checking her again for frostbite, she opened a list and said, "I'll buy this pharmacy myself in a while, and let the driver bring it to you." In the past two days, you should drink more water and eat light food, and don't eat cold and spicy food. You may have a fever at night, but it doesn't matter if your body temperature is less than 39. It'll be fine tomorrow morning, call me if the temperature is too high. ”

Zhan Shaoang nodded solemnly and respectfully sent Dr. Sun out.

"This ginger soup is very useful, you pioneer to ward off the cold." Zhan Shaoang brought a bowl of ginger soup to Yao Yiyue's mouth: "You can't punish others in a masochistic way. ”

The second half of the sentence is to say, and others may not care. People who should feel sorry for you, even if you don't get sick, will panic. People who don't care, even if you die, you won't blink your eyes.

Yao Yiyue obediently drank the soup and ate the porridge, and swallowed the medicine she sent. Only then did he lie on Zhan Shaoang's bed, covered with the quilt and fell asleep deeply.

When she opened her eyes again, she found that it was dark outside the window. The sky was gray, and clusters of snow were blown by the northwest wind on the windows.

For a while, Yao Yiyue was in a trance, not knowing where she was. The itch in her throat was tickling, and Yao Yiyue couldn't help coughing lightly. Just leaning on the foot of her bed, Zhan Shaoang, who had been reading comic books with relish, stood up with a spirit.

"Are you awake? Does it hurt to have a headache? Nasal congestion? Throat discomfort? A series of questions moved Yao Yiyue to tears. But when she remembered what she had done this morning, she still couldn't hide her sadness.

"I'm fine!" said that he was fine, but his voice was hoarse and his nose was not breathing. Completely a severe cold patient, nothing is right.

Zhan Shaoang reached out and brought a glass of water on the bedside table, sat on the edge of the bed and brought the cup to Yao Yiyue's mouth.

Yao Yiyue, who sat up, leaned against the wide, soft head of the bed, and her black hair was scattered on her shoulders.

The pale lips, slightly red cheeks, and short breaths all indicate that she is not feeling well now.

"The doctor said, you have to drink more water." Zhan Shaoang is obviously not a person who can take care of people. He tried to be careful, but he spilled the water from the glass.

"I'll do it myself!" Yao Yiyue tugged at the corners of her mouth, unable to show an indifferent smile. Holding the water glass, he lowered his head and took a sip gently, then pushed the water cup away.

"I'm making you see jokes again, and you're always in time for what matters." Yao Yiyue leaned on the head of the bed, her breath was weak: "Count it out, this time is the worst." At least I'm defeated! ”

Zhan Shaoang put the water cup away, took the mobile phone and put it beside her: "When you were asleep, there were a lot of missed calls. There are your mother, Zang Ke, Fu Zhen and 。。。。。 Fan Chenyi! ”

Yao Yiyue's eyes flashed, and she spread out her palms. Zhan Shaoang immediately understood and put the phone in her hand. Yao Yiyue clicked on the mobile phone and listened to the voices sent to him by Fan Chenyi one by one.

After Zhan Shaoang took the mobile phone from Yao Yiyue, he immediately stood up and walked in the direction of the door. He could feel that Yao Yiyue's heart liked that person.

"Huh!" Yao Yiyue chuckled, with infinite self-deprecation and mourning: "Today is really a good day, I have lost my family and love." ”