Painful thoughts once again eroded my soul. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 infoFor days on end, I looked listless. Changfeng probably guessed that I was thinking about Xiyu again, and didn't make a joke about me. It's just the idea to make me happy, or silently help me find information and dispense medicine. However, I don't know why, after that day, I would have the same dream every day, and the dream was the scene when I sent Xiyu that day: she was wearing a white down jacket, with her back to me, her thin white hands holding the handrail by the train door, and she was about to get on the train, and I shouted loudly to her beautiful back: "Xiyu, have a safe journey, don't forget to call me when you get home!"

She turned her head slowly, so slowly, so slowly, and when she turned around completely, I was shocked, where was Xi Yu, it was a distorted and ugly face, the eyes were soaked in bright red blood, slowly flowing down the cheeks, and then the skin and flesh were mixed with blood, and fell in large chunks, until the whole person became a skeleton.

I woke up scared and sweaty. Glancing at the time, it was almost one o'clock in the middle of the night. I didn't care about the first day, but it was like this for several days, the same time, the same images, the same horror, and I woke up sweating profusely.

Finally, I couldn't help but talk to Changfeng, Changfeng said: "It should be that you are approaching the day of the onset, nervous, don't worry." "Then I was given some medicine for me to drink. It's really effective, I didn't have nightmares anymore after drinking the medicine, and I slept peacefully until dawn. It's all passed down from my father, and Changfeng's medical skills have reached a point where they are much higher than I don't know, so with Changfeng here, I never have to bother to be a doctor.

Finally came to the day of onset, and Uncle Jiang and Changfeng were very nervous. I also deliberately slept a little more during the day. Stay up for the challenge. Changfeng also made full preparations: prepared hormone medicine, antiasthmatic medicine, antispasmodic injections, painkiller injections, warm water, and towels. I pretended to be nothing, sat on the bed in my pajamas, leaned against the pillow, and laughed with them in a comfortable position.

Just after the child, I felt that the joints of my limbs began to ache faintly, especially the fingers, seeing the white and slender finger joints slowly red and swollen, only a moment of effort, I could not bend back, the shoulders were already sore, and the elbows and wrists could only be held, leaning on the legs, knees, ankles and toes began to be red, swollen and stinging. Every time I pull, I feel a pinprick in my heart.

After a few minutes, I started coughing, it was a dry cough, my throat was itchy, dry, and I had to cough. I coughed vigorously, as if I was going to cough up all my internal organs, but there was nothing, not even a single phlegm or saliva. I endured it as if nothing had happened just now, until I coughed, and Changfeng and Uncle Jiang knew that I was finally sick.

They looked at me nervously, and slowly, my breathing began to tighten and I needed to gasp for air. Uncle Jiang hurriedly picked up the asthma medicine he and Changfeng had prepared and brought it to my mouth, and I drank it with great difficulty, waiting for a miracle to appear. Time passed little by little, the wheezing did not subside, the pain became more and more serious, I stared hard, desperately gasping for breath, every breath trying to enter my body, it was very difficult. Changfeng anxiously asked me, "How is it, can't you stand it anymore?"

Seeing that I didn't answer, he decisively pushed an increased dose of painkiller into my muscles, and I really didn't have the ability to answer him. All I can do is hold my breath, keep my breath running, exhale when I can't hold it anymore, change my breath, and inhale it desperately to ensure that the function of my lungs can continue to function. Next, Changfeng injected me with hormones.

The edema caused by a normal asthma attack will be relieved after the injection of hormones, but it has not been very effective before, so the amount of hormones this time has also been increased several times as before. However, a few minutes passed, Changfeng's painkiller injections did not work at all, and the large dose of hormones still had no effect. My pain was still there, and my wheezing was getting worse. I gasped one by one, unable to speak, unable to move.

The miracle we were looking forward to still didn't happen, and the medicine that Uncle Jiang and Changfeng had worked so hard to prepare still didn't work. Once again, the hopes in our hearts have been dashed. I couldn't speak, I just endured the pain and stretched out my hand with great effort, Changfeng and Uncle Jiang understood what I meant, so one of them held one of my hands and held it hard, letting the other pain relieve my cone pain.

And I began to gasp for breath, only to feel that my throat was so tight that it looked like a knot, and I was already suffocated, and large beads of sweat rolled down, and Uncle Jiang hurriedly picked up a towel to wipe my sweat. In the next moment, I felt that my brain began to lack oxygen, and gradually, my vision was a little blurry, and for a moment, I only felt that the person was a little fluttering. I suspected it was my soul trying to get out of my body, no! I shook my head and blinked hard so that I wouldn't faint, let alone let my soul leave my body.

Changfeng saw that I was already suffocated to the limit, and immediately pushed me with an antispasmodic injection. The large dose of antispasmodic injection only slightly relieved the spasm of the trachea, but in less than three minutes, it returned to a suffocating state. I know that he is preparing the maximum dosage for adults, which used to be only one-third or one-half, but it has no effect, and now the maximum amount is more, and it seems that the antispasmodic injection is not feasible.

Changfeng didn't give up, and pushed his back with his hands again, instilling internal force into my body, and this time he changed his method, first running his internal force in his body, and then losing it to me. Because when his internal force was transported to my body, my feeling was warm and comfortable, but when it hit the crux of the problem, I couldn't rush through it at all. I felt the wind increase the force, but the more force there was, the greater the resistance. Changfeng reluctantly withdrew his hand, supported me behind his back, let me lean on him, and massaged on the Dingpan acupoint on my back, he knew that I was gasping for so long, I would be very tired, no matter whether this method worked or not, he could only use all the methods he could think of, but it really didn't work.

In the confusion, I seemed to hear him say, "It's so hard to break through, is it a Gu technique?"

I know that Changfeng has done his best, and everything can only be done on my own, and although I know martial arts, I can't do anything. can only be an ordinary person, waiting painfully for the end of all this. The last time was three hours and ten minutes. This time, it's going to be longer, maybe ...... No, no maybe, Lin Mutian, you have to hold on, your life is bought by your father's life, it doesn't just belong to you. You still have to do a good job of Changmu with Changfeng, you still have a lot of things you want to do, you still have to find Xiyu back, get married, have a baby, run upstairs and downstairs, and play all over the yard......

I silently called myself in my heart, encouraged myself, my consciousness was already in a state of dissociation, I only felt that it would go up lightly at any moment, I tried to close my eyes as tightly as possible, stopped for two or three seconds, and then opened them violently. Consciousness will not be confused to the point of drifting. The air around me was hot and turbid, suffocating! suffocating! suffocating! My whole body was already soaked, Uncle Jiang unbuttoned my clothes, wiped my sweat, and the long wind applied work on the red and swollen parts of my hands, trying to dispel the inflammation in the red and swollen places, but there was no improvement at all.

I struggled and suffered in this pain, hoping that time would pass a little bit, and I knew that if I survived an inch, I would be one step closer to victory. After nearly three and a half hours of tossing, the pain finally subsided and the airway opened a little. I was finally able to speak: "Water!" Although it was faint, I felt that both Uncle Jiang and Changfeng breathed a sigh of relief.

Uncle Jiang immediately brought warm water and brought it to my already chapped lips, I saw that his eyes were full of tears, and I couldn't help but blame myself for a while, I let him be so worried when he should be in his old age, I really don't want him to see what I look like now. Finally drank a sip of water, the dry throat was moisturized, continued to drink a glass of water, soon I was able to breathe, the wheezing slowly subsided, and then look at the redness and swelling on my fingers, miraculously began to dissipate.

After an hour, I was completely back to normal, but I was as weak as an old man. They carried me, wiped my whole body with warm water, changed into dry pajamas, covered the quilt, worked for a while, and told me to have a good rest, and then went back to their room to rest.

Lying there, I breathed a sigh of relief. It's nice to be free from the pain! Even lying so weakly is better than the pain just now. And when I was in danger, I was accompanied by Uncle Jiang and Changfeng, and I was not fighting alone, what a lucky thing it was! I am glad that I finally survived another catastrophe.

If nothing else, I can continue to survive forty-nine days as I did the previous times. During this period, I will try to find a cure for the disease, I will not get sick again, not only will I be unbearable, but also not let Uncle Jiang and Changfeng see me suffering and feel sorry for me. I know that when I was sick, they were feeling sorry for me, worrying for me, and even more anxious to see me struggling in pain but unable to do anything about it, and they suffered no less than me.

Ah, I don't want to live in such pain anymore, I want to live healthy and happy. If there are two choices in life: if you are healthy, you have to be poor, and if you have money, you have to be so miserable, then I would rather choose to be poor, even if I am so poor that I can only drink gruel and eat pickles, I don't want to live in such pain with a pile of money in my arms. It's good to live healthy and relaxed!

Lin Mutian, come on! You are not one fighting, you still have these non-blood relatives who are supporting you and helping you, so you will definitely overcome the disease, as long as there is hope in your heart! Even if you are weak, as long as you have hope, you will have a chance to succeed. Yes, as long as you live, there is hope!" I thought, smiling and falling asleep.