"Sea Spirit, Sea Spirit ......"

There was a burst of voices ringing in my ears.

It seems that there is Zhang Yi here, Xiong Xin for a while, Peng Changchang for a while, and Lao Changchang for a while.

The voices seemed unusually anxious, but they were far and near.

I tried hard to open my eyes but couldn't, and in the darkness, I struggled for a long time.

Eventually, the pain all over my body activated my brain cells, and once again my soul and body were in unison.

I struggled to open my eyes, only to find that every inch of my skin seemed to ache, and the slightest movement felt like a pinprick in the face.

When the people around me saw that I opened my eyes, they made another sound:

"Hai Ling, how are you feeling!" Zhang Yi's voice seemed a little far away.

"She woke up, her symptoms are not very clear, and she must be hospitalized for observation!"

An unfamiliar voice sounded, and I rolled my eyes in an effort to see the hazy world.

It turned out that I had come to the hospital, and there were a bunch of people in the room.

"Then how long will it take for her condition to improve, and what is the reason!"

I actually heard the voice of Aunt Fang, Xiong's new mother.

I instinctively wanted to get up, but I was told not to move: "You can't move yet!" You should have an allergic reaction. ”

"Allergies?" Xiong Xin's voice was a little surprised.

"Let's think so, for some reason, her skin is all purple-red, and she can't touch it, and the subcutaneous tissue appears to be extremely active.

But after checking the data, there were no other toxins in the blood, and just now Lao Qin and his people came and took all the food on the table today for testing, and no poisonous food was found.

We can only determine allergies at this time. ”

I finally realized that this unfamiliar voice came from a middle-aged male doctor in a white lab coat.

He glanced at me helplessly: "This allergic reaction varies from person to person, and the symptoms are different, and the allergens are also strange, so it is difficult to make a conclusion for a while." ”

"Then when will his allergy symptoms be relieved!" Zhang Yi asked with some eagerness.

"This is not very clear, I just said, this allergy symptom varies from person to person, and now it is not clear what Miss Hai is allergic to, what is the substance contained in this thing, and we can't give a corresponding relief plan, so we can only use some pain relief and normal anti-allergy drugs."

"After talking for a long time, is her illness beyond the law?"

Xiong Xin also asked.

"Doctor, is this life-threatening?" The voice of the old field chief was heard.

"It's hard to say!" The doctor paused and said, "Some people will be fine in two days, and some people may lose their lives, it's hard to say." ”

"What? There is still a danger to life......" came from Aunt Fang's exclamation.

The atmosphere suddenly froze a little, and Aunt Fang seemed to start whimpering for a while.

"This kid ...... Why is life so bitter! She said as she seemed to head out the door.

I listened vaguely, thinking to myself: this must not be an allergy!

"I ...... What the hell is going on with me! I tried to open my mouth and spit out a word, as if I felt that the strength to speak was about to die.

The slightest movement of the lips will also feel the pain like a thousand arrows piercing the heart.

After waiting for a while, no one seemed to be willing to tell me what state I was in now.

Finally, I heard Zhang Yi say: "Your whole body is swollen like a pig now." ”

……

Yes......

It's strange that my whole body hurts, and all cells have only one feeling, and that is pain!

And this pain seems to come from the cold ice hell, and the thousand-year-old ice needle is piercing you! Leave every inch of your skin behind!

I cursed silently in my heart!

Anyway, I can't die as a yin, otherwise wouldn't what I'm seeing now be black and white?

But how long does this sin have to endure, it really hurts.

"Don't worry, I'm not going to die."

I saw that the crowd was a little lifeless, so to lighten the mood, I tried to say something that calmed people's hearts.

"What can't die, it really is!" Zhang Yi was a little speechless for a while.

"Don't talk too much, doesn't it hurt!" Xiong Xin seemed to be standing on the right side of my bed.

I rolled my eyes to see that he was scorched, maybe I was a little swollen now.

I could tell from their eyes that I was serious.

"Those reporters are still outside, why don't you go and tell them to disperse!"

The old field chief's voice was relatively calm: "Don't worry too much, everyone, I believe that Lingling will be fine, and it will be fine in two days."

It's just that these two days will suffer a little! Zhang Yi will go back and bring the curator over in a while. ”

"Huh?" Zhang Yi was a little puzzled......

He and Xiong Xin were about to go out to send away the group of reporters, but they were stunned by the words of the old field chief.

"Who's the curator?" The doctor asked suddenly.

"Oh, it's her cat!" Xiong Xin replied.

"That's not going to work, we don't allow cats in our hospital. While she was in the hospital, you relatives and friends had to help take care of her cat. ”

The doctor apparently forbade the cat to be brought to the hospital.

"Ah......" The old field director let out an anxious and responsible sigh for a while.

"You can all go out and let the patient rest, her skin is very fragile because of allergies, and if she gets any more bacteria, it will make her worse. So it's better to have fewer people coming and going.

You can rest assured, Mr. Fan has already said hello, and Miss Hai is now a public figure, we will definitely take care of her. ”

The doctor said in a very professional tone, and began to signal everyone in the room to leave.

After a long shout of concern, I finally quieted down amid the noise outside the door.

I took a deep breath, but the nerves in my body jumped out to fight the pain.

I struggled to sit up because I really wanted to see what I was like right now.

But apparently I tried a lot and still didn't move half a minute!

I began to curse in my heart: this dead cat has not yet appeared.

Who is Fan Tiancheng, judging from the meaning of his words and my current reaction, this thing must not be a normal human being.

Could it be that he is some kind of big man, he still knows the curator, and he seems to know that the curator is not here these days?

His sentence: He may not be able to come!

What does this mean?

Why do I always think he knows why the curator can't come?

What the hell did he do to me, make me swelling and unable to move like a living corpse.

Don't...... What is the danger of the curator!

I feel anxious when I think of this......

"Curator ......"