There was no one else left in the room, a sick number, an able-bodied person.

Chen Wengang leaned on the pillow, his head was slightly tilted, his right eye was pressed with gauze, and his body was skinned. His breathing was indistinct, and his chest was barely visible under the covers.

Huo Niansheng gently pulled over a chair and sat on the edge of the bed.

He lowered his voice softly: "You can sleep for a while."

The effect of the anesthetic is still there, and Chen Wengang doesn't know if he heard it, and he doesn't say a word. His consciousness seemed to wander outside his body, and his face was as pale as a piece of paper. But after a while, Chen Wengang took the initiative to put his eyes on the boudoir.

His breathing was weaker.

Huo Niansheng leaned over, looked at it, and couldn't help but stretch out his finger to probe his snort.

I don't know how long I watched, Huo Niansheng stood up, put his hands in his pockets, and walked back and forth in the house as if strolling. He went outside to change his slippers, and the sound of his footsteps was completely sucked in by the carpet. He stopped by the window and looked down for a moment, not knowing what he was thinking.

Amanda came, she didn't dare to knock on the door, she only lowered her voice, and persuaded the boss to rest for a while, she could watch it for her. Huo Niansheng glanced at him and signaled not to. The smile on his face was gone, as if he had just stepped off the negotiating table. She walked out playfully, no longer bothering.

Huo Niansheng turned around the house two more times, and before the nurse came back, he felt something from his pocket and took it out, it was a bright red amulet. He held it up and looked at it for a long time, raised his eyebrows, sighed again, and gently stuffed it under Chen Wengang's pillow.

★

Until he woke up, Chen Wengang still refused to speak.

Before he entered the operating room, Huo Niansheng could still make a few jokes with him, deliberately finding a little light topic. After losing his right eye, he seemed to have been drained of most of his mental energy at once. He expressed his resistance with silence, completely refusing to communicate with the world.

After the operation, Chen Wengang removed his right eye, but only regained relatively weak vision in his left eye.

Even Huo Niansheng didn't have a good way to deal with it. The surgeon is already the best doctor in the hospital's ophthalmology department, the top in the industry. He could only say cautiously, just do his best. The patient's recovery has a lot to do with his own physical and mental state.

Chen Wengang was depressed, and it was obvious that his physical and mental state was not as optimistic as the doctor expected. Huo Niansheng was chattering, as if the last aunt in the family had possessed him.

Chen Wengang saw the amulet, and Huo Niansheng later tied it to the hook at the head of the bed. He kept looking for topics in his mouth, talking about the grand occasion of grabbing the first incense in the temple on the first day of the Lunar New Year

Young men, women, and children lined up all night outside, talking about how strong the incense in Ning'an Temple usually is, how popular it is with rich people, and after a while, he asked Chen Wengang if he was bored and wanted to play cards.

Chen Wengang only said a few words, and he could continue to speak on his own.

When it was time for the Lantern Festival, that night, Huo Niansheng and Chen Wengang watched TV in the ward.

They watched the evening news first, and behind the reporters on the scene, BMW carved cars, fire trees and silver flowers, reflected the joyful faces of the crowd. Then Huo Niansheng changed the stage and caught up with a rock star's concert, roaring hoarsely.

Chen Wengang suddenly said, "Can you help me buy a braille tutorial?"

Huo Niansheng pressed the hand of the remote control and paused, before saying, "What do you want that for?"

Chen Wengang said: "I want to learn."

Huo Niansheng propped his elbows on the armrests of the sofa, and Chen Wengang was lying in his arms when he spoke. His face was facing the direction of the screen, but he couldn't really see much, he just kept listening to the sounds. Huo Niansheng put down the remote control and gave him a haircut on his forehead.

He said calmly: "You don't want to think about everything, the sky won't fall, it's not a big deal." Then he said, "Your eyes, if I say they can be good, they will definitely be good, believe it or not? Bet?" Chen Wengang opened his mouth, but before he could speak, Huo Niansheng pressed his index finger on his lips. He leaned over and choked Chen Wengang's lips.

Their lips and teeth were more like two fish than kissing, foaming at each other in the dryness.

After Chen Wengang separated from him, he lay down tiredly. This time he changed direction, curled up on the sofa, his eyelashes drooped low, Huo Niansheng looked down at him, he seemed to pull out a little smile arc at the corner of his lips, but in fact, there was only an arc, and he didn't laugh.

Huo Niansheng said, "It'll be fine."

Chen Wengang pillowed his arm and looked at Huo Niansheng from this bottom-to-top angle.

Half of his face was bumpy, and he couldn't see clearly for the rest of the time, and his eyes were not focused, but somewhere in the depths of his gaze, there was always a childish innocence, traces of pain, but still no resentment and injustice.

The sound of rock 'n' roll on the TV continued to be noisy, and after a while, Chen Wengang said, "No." Huo Niansheng smiled and didn't answer his frustrating words. But no matter what, having come to this point, it is impossible for him to let go anymore.

Even if the worst happens, even if Chen Wengang is really blind, then only the two of them can bear the misfortune together. Huo Niansheng is ready to take care of him for the rest of his life. Chen Wengang wants to read the newspaper and read it, he can read it to him, Chen Wengang

Wherever he wants, Huo Niansheng will take him out. He was willing to take on all this trouble. Maybe they'll be tied together for the rest of their lives.

Huo Niansheng remembered the scene when he first met Chen Wengang for no reason.

He saw the child, teased him, and sat on the swing with him, and he didn't think about where fate would take them one day. But if he could predict the prophet, he would make a wish, hoping that he would grow up well and not be harmed in any way. Chen Wengang fell asleep, one hand drooped down, and Huo Niansheng carried him to the bed. Thankfully, the worst-case scenario predicted didn't happen either.

According to the doctor, Chen Wengang's remaining eye can still be saved.

It's just that when he was discharged from the hospital, his eyesight did not recover so well. They returned to Genting Building, and when they entered the elevator, Chen Wengang almost tripped up, Huo Niansheng was quick and reached out to help him, and Chen Wengang shook off his hand.

He reacted, raised his head again, and looked at Huo Niansheng's face.

Huo Niansheng didn't seem to notice anything, he was still very happy, opened the door, and sighed that he was finally home.

The nurses also came back with them. He helped carry a bunch of things in large bags and small bags, packed up his things, and became familiar with the apartment environment, but for some reason, Huo Niansheng did not let him live at home.

In this way, during the day, the nurse followed Chen Wengang every step of the way, and at night, he left after Huo Niansheng went home. Then Huo Niansheng will take over, and he will take care of the patients himself. He now returns to Genting Tower every day when he has nothing to do, and lives a life opposite Chen Wengang. Chen Wengang did not lose his sight, nor did he return to his original level of strength. The world is a blurred outline and a block of color in his eyes, and there are many things in life that he still needs help with. Huo Niansheng helped him wash his hair and take a bath, poured water and gave him medicine.

Lunch and dinner are cooked by housekeeping staff, and in the morning, Huo Niansheng sometimes goes to the street to buy them, and sometimes he studies how to make a little simple food by himself. There are semi-finished products in the refrigerator, and it is not difficult to learn them, such as heating a basket of steamed buns and siu mai, frying eggs and bacon, and making a sandwich. He even made a gesture of enjoying it.

At some point, it really felt like his home.

Horse farms, nightclubs, wineries, clubs, golf courses, these places gradually rarely appear in Huo Niansheng.

For two months in a row, he didn't show his face, and those tabloids instead remembered their old acquaintance Huo Gongzi. After analysis, they came to a shocking conclusion - he really seemed to be attentive and played a scene of living at home with his current lover.

A marketing account said that he was seen coming out of the supermarket, talking on the phone and walking at the same time

, holding a supermarket shopping bag in his hand. Naturally, most people are still skeptical, preferring to believe that this is a temporary pleasure. But it's also a big deal, no matter who has such a big way to hold him in the palm of his hand.

No matter how lively the outside guesses, Chen Wengang lives in a simple place. He doesn't watch the news much, and that doesn't affect him much. After he was discharged from the hospital, Huo Zhenfei visited him again, but he didn't even see anyone else.

When Huo Zhenfei came over, Chen Wengang was sleeping in the house, Huo Niansheng was idle, he let his cousin into the house, and he didn't mean to wake people up at all, and only accompanied him to drink two glasses in the living room.

Huo Zhen flew over there and took a few looks. The door to the second bedroom was tightly closed, like a heavily guarded restricted area.

Naturally, this couldn't escape Huo Niansheng's eyes, and he teased Huo Zhenfei: "So interested in other people's bedrooms?" Huo Zhenfei smiled and took a sip of whiskey, tasting the cold malt burnt aroma and a smoky smell in his mouth. He leaned over Huo Niansheng, but his tone was very serious, and he asked him what he planned to do in the future. Huo Niansheng held the cup and carefully studied the pattern on the wall of the cup: "What are you going to do?" It's his situation, when will it get better? How do you want to arrange him in the future?" I don't know, and I'm not in a hurry, just keep it up and see. I didn't even think about it, you thought so much for me. "

"I've been raising it for two years." Huo Zhenfei said this suddenly, and he looked at Huo Niansheng with concern, "You take him to his home and raise him for a day or two, a month or two months, I can understand." But I didn't expect that after two years, he was still with you. "

Huo Niansheng smiled when he heard this, looked at him and asked, "I'm happy, but I can't do it?"

Huo Zhenfei began to dig through the old accounts: "Last year's New Year was like this, you ran away on the first day of the Lunar New Year, and this year is again, the opportunity to reunite happily, you can't even spend the whole year. He's a little bit of a fuss, and you get nervous and run back. That day, I burned incense and worshiped my grandfather, everyone in the family was there, only you slipped away, and my father asked you if you had any big urgent matter, saying that you were going to leave, and I found a reason to round it for you. I didn't even have time to ask, so I had to come back? All of your assistant drivers have quit? With such a big golden city, you can't find anyone to help take him to the hospital?"

"The dead and a great living man!" Huo Niansheng didn't care, "Which one is important?" Huo Zhenfei said: "Are you the chief surgeon? Does it make any difference between you being there and not being there?"

Huo Niansheng showed a strange look: "This is really novel, you can't help your sister-in-law give birth to a child. You have time to educate me, why don't you tell your wife that you were not there when she gave birth

It's all the same outside the delivery room?"

With a mocking look on his face, Huo Zhenfei took the initiative to give in and went back to make up for it, saying that he was just a momentary quick talk and an unintentional mistake. Huo Niansheng drank the wine in the glass and did not fight again. The two poured two more glasses of wine and said no more. The two cousins are relatively close to each other in their generation, but there are some things that can be said, and some things that are too much to say are still out of bounds.

Huo Zhenfei said goodbye and left.

★

Huo Niansheng pushed open the bedroom door, and he walked in lightly to see Chen Wengang. Chen Wengang was lying on the bed with his back to him, the thin quilt covering his entire body, revealing only a white ankle.

But he didn't actually fall asleep, and when he heard footsteps, he took the initiative to sit up. The room was well insulated, and he shouldn't have heard anything in the living room. Huo Niansheng sat on the edge of the bed and asked casually, "What do you want to eat at night?"

Chen Wengang waited for a moment before he replied slowly, "Whatever." ”

Huo Niansheng said: "Casual is the most difficult thing to do. ”

Chen Wengang thought about it for a long time, but to no avail, but after Huo Niansheng provided two options, he specified one of them.

On the bedside table was his notebook, which was the one that Chen Wengang originally used to paint, which Huo Niansheng put on the bedside for him. Huo Niansheng picked it up casually, flipped through it, and saw that the progress was still stuck on the page of last year, and there was not a single sketch left.

Even after the desk calendar ran out last year, Chen Wengang no longer drew new ones. Huo Niansheng quietly put it back, and he suddenly thought: "Let's go to the beach tomorrow to play." "

Chen Wengang still seemed hesitant and didn't want to go out. But before he could find a reason to refuse, Huo Niansheng talked to himself, and had already gone to the cloakroom to find out the clothes for him to wear. The cloakroom is now hung with Chen Wengang's clothes for the whole year.

Huo Niansheng turned out a wide striped shirt and a pair of slacks. The next day, they did go for a ride on the beach.

Huo Niansheng parked the car on the side of the road, and he pulled Chen Wengang and slid down the steep steps.

The beach is lined with black reefs, and in the distance stands a lighthouse with a blue roof and white walls, which is quite lonely. The sea breeze hunts on the face, bringing with it the salty smell of the dampness of the depths of the ocean. This area is full of breakwaters, not a scenic spot, and there are no tourists in sight. Only a figure like a black spot in the distance was fishing with a rod, and further afield, there was a small boat floating on the sea, and there were also people fishing on it.

Chen Wengang held on to the railing, Huo Niansheng also supported the railing with his right hand, and put his left hand around his shoulder. Between the vast world and the world, there are only a few living people, and everyone does their own thing without interfering with each other. The sea is surging.

/ > It's too deep, too broad, too desolate

So much so that in front of it, the unsatisfying desires and unquenchable pains of the worldly world are so small that they are not worth mentioning. After watching it for a long time, Chen Wengang sighed faintly.

He looked out at the blurred horizon, behind which there were many islands, far away that he didn't know. Huo Niansheng chatted with him as usual, and Chen Wengang rarely responded that day, and he also said a lot. They stayed from daytime till sunset, and then, when they got tired of standing, they went down and sat down on the reef, and so they stayed all day. In the end, Chen Wengang suddenly expressed the idea of leaving to Huo Niansheng. Huo Niansheng didn't speak for a while.

He asked Chen Wengang what was going on in a joking tone, and suddenly mentioned this again.

Unlike the previous times, this time Chen Wengang was resolute. He's not just talking, he's actually ready to put it into action. Huo Zhenfei can realize it, and he can realize it himself. He dragged Huo Niansheng for two years, and their story has dragged on too long.

He can't draw a rest, it's just out of selfishness, but any drama has to come to an end one day. Huo Niansheng didn't agree, the night above them was deep, and there were countless stars twinkling. He said vaguely, "Let's talk about it."

Before leaving, Huo Niansheng picked up a strange-shaped stone on the beach and said that he would bring it back and collect it. They walked back one after the other, got in the car, and went home.

Ren Chen Wengang said that Huo Niansheng suddenly showed a strong desire to control, he didn't nod, and the two even entered a situation similar to the Cold War for the first time. Huo Niansheng even bluntly stated that he didn't think Chen Wengang could survive alone - it had nothing to do with his face, his eyesight, his current physical condition or work ability. In Huo Niansheng's eyes, he was like a balloon that was leaking, fluttering and flickering, he couldn't even drift with the wind, and he was delusional about where he could run by himself.

But Chen Wengang disappeared on an uneventful day.

In summer, it is rainy, the meteorological observatory issued an orange rainstorm warning, from afternoon to evening, the city will have heavy to heavy rain, and the wind is expected to reach level six, reminding residents to pay attention to safety and avoid falling objects from high altitudes.

On Huo Niansheng's way home, the driver drove very slowly, saying that there was a bit of a traffic jam.

Black clouds overwhelmed the city, as if a torrential rain was about to fall at any moment. It was easy to get out of the traffic, passing the traffic light, the school slowing down sign hanging in front of them, they stopped in front of the sidewalk, and a group of elementary school students in yellow hats lined up to cross the road hand in hand.

Back in the apartment, Huo Niansheng turned on the light, and the room was empty, only silence.

He shouted "Wengang" a few times.

No one answered.

The nurse was very dazed when he received the call, and he reported it tremblingly under Huo Niansheng's questioning

days of travel.

In the morning, the nurse sent Chen Wengang to do acupuncture - Huo Niansheng usually sent him there, but today unfortunately there was something wrong, and the nurse did it for him. After they returned to the Genting Building, Chen Wengang said that it was about to rain and asked the nurse to go home early, and Huo Niansheng would come back soon anyway.

His disappearance took place without warning, and with the implication of a long time of planning.

On the other end of the phone, the nurse's voice became uneasy, and he asked his employer if he wanted to call the police.

Huo Niansheng was silent for a moment and asked him to stand by at any time. Then he hung up the phone, opened the phone app, and a blue dot popped up on the map.

He made a little setting on Chen Wengang's mobile phone, so that Chen Wengang's location could be directly pushed to Huo Niansheng's mobile phone. Chen Wengang knew it, and he showed an indifferent attitude at that time. There seems to be a certain number in the dark, and now it suddenly comes in handy.

The branches and leaves of the trees on the road are swaying from side to side, the pedestrians are hurrying, and the air already smells of cold rain.

Huo Niansheng stared at everyone outside the window, his face was as cold as ice.

The driver who was called back consciously kept honking his horn and stepping on the accelerator, stepping on the upper limit of the speed limit in the city. They moved away from the city center, and the speed was faster again. The blue dot representing Chen Wengang is still moving slowly on the map, and he is supposed to have taken a transport.

Chen Wengang's positioning stopped, and the position he stayed in was the seaside, motionless for a long time.

When he was about to arrive, Huo Niansheng shouted to stop.

As soon as the Rolls-Royce was parked on the side of the road, Huo Niansheng got out of the car, he threw the door and trotted all the way.

This is still the coastline where he and Chen Wengang went for a ride on the beach last time, but they have changed their location.

This section of the breakwater becomes very steep, straight up and down, and the black sea is below the railing. It was four o'clock in the afternoon, the weather was overcast, it was as dark as evening, and the waves were blowing fast and high, crashing on the embankment, and roaring in thrill.

Chen Wengang sat on the railing, his shoulders thin, and the wind filled his clothes. Even if he didn't let go, it seemed as if he could be lifted down at any time.

Huo Niansheng held his breath, he approached little by little from behind, and when he got close enough, he shouted softly: Wengang. As soon as his voice came out, it was swept away by the wind, and his ears were filled with the sound of the whirring wind. But Chen Wengang had already found out that he was coming, and he turned his head and looked at Huo Niansheng. Compared with Huo Niansheng, Chen Wengang felt strangely calm.

A few hours ago, he really couldn't think about it, whether it was impulsive, or whether he had been thinking about it for a long time, he sent the nurse, locked the door and took the elevator downstairs. He was familiar with the terrain of the vicinity, and he caught a bus in front of the eyes of passers-by and went all the way to the sea.

But Chen Wengang

Staring at his phone, he knew that his account was bound to Huo Niansheng's. He didn't know when Huo Niansheng would find out that he was not there, if he found out early, he would probably come in a few hours.

He suddenly wanted to look at Huo Niansheng, like the last obsession left.

It wasn't until the familiar figure jumped into his eyes that Chen Wengang woke up from a dream. In the chaos of his thoughts, reason suddenly returned—he was so mad that he didn't even know what he was thinking. How could he jump in front of Huo Niansheng?

But in a flash, it was another thought that had just been pressed as soon as it floated, would Huo Niansheng remember him?

The other party leaned forward step by step, and Chen Wengang did not move. He waited patiently. Within reach, Huo Niansheng stepped forward with an arrow. Chen Wengang actually didn't resist at all, and easily let him pull him down, like a fluttering feather.

Huo Niansheng grabbed him hard, almost dragging him all the way. When they returned to the car, Huo Niansheng opened the car door, stuffed Chen Wengang in, and sat in with him. Chen Wengang was thrown into an uncomfortable position, and before he had time to adjust, he was held down.

Huo Niansheng raised his hand and slapped him on the ass.

He scolded Chen Wengang: No one has taught you that it is dangerous to climb high and low, isn't it?

Chen Wengang seemed a little surprised, glanced at him, and then closed his eyes and said nothing. He created such a farce, and Huo Niansheng should be angry. Huo Niansheng was still angry, and slapped him twice, and the driver in the front row was also silent, as if there was nothing in the car

There is a third person present.

Chen Wengang's fingers curled, and he heard the whistling wind and was shut out the window, which contrasted with the quieter compartment. Huo Niansheng was the only one who spoke, and he asked Chen Wengang if he had any common sense of safety and knew that he could not sit on the railing, but he did not mention his subjective intentions. It seems that this is just a whim of Chen Wengang, who willfully ran out to see the sea in this ghost weather.

Huo Niansheng regained his composure, he instructed the driver to drive, and Lao Li immediately twisted the key and started the car. On the way back, the downpour fell.

It's like the day Tan Boon Kong first came to Genting Tower.

Before Lao Li went back, Chen Wengang apologized for adding unnecessary work to him.

From the basement to the elevator, Huo Niansheng held his wrist tightly all the way, without the slightest intention of relaxing. When they returned home, Huo Niansheng pushed Chen Wengang's shoulder and let him in. Chen Wengang changed his slippers, and he seemed to breathe a sigh of relief indistinctly.

Chen Wengang sat curled up on the sofa, hugged his knees, and watched Huo Niansheng go in and out of the kitchen.

Huo Niansheng had already taught him a lesson, and he would only say a word when he went home

Not to mention. Although those few slaps and a few reprimands, as punishments, compared with the nature of Chen Wengang's behavior, it is like child's play. It was raining too much outside, Huo Niansheng simply made something to eat, he thawed the minced meat in the refrigerator, cooked a pot of porridge, added a plate of bean curd, and then asked Chen Wengang to wash his hands and serve it to the table.

After the meal, the dishes were piled up on the table, and Chen Wengang stood up and reached out to clean up.

He put the dishes in the dishwasher, washed his hands and dried them, and when he turned around, Huo Niansheng leaned against the door frame and looked at him quietly. Huo Niansheng held him in his arms, as if he was holding something extremely fragile. He kissed the top of Chen Wengang's hair, and then lowered his head and kissed his eyelids. Chen Wengang's eyes suddenly wet.

He hugged Huo Niansheng and sobbed in a low voice for a while. Huo Niansheng had never seen him cry, not even once in the most difficult moments. Chen Wengang buried his face in his arms, tears rolling out one by one, as if his reaction was extremely dull, and all the sorrows and grievances were delayed for a long time to catch up. Huo Niansheng hugged him, patted him on the back, and comforted him in a low voice.

They lay on the bed, baking each other with their body heat, and the torrential rain washed the heavens and the earth.

Huo Niansheng may hope that the events of this day will also be washed away with the rain, as if nothing had happened.

Later, Chen Wengang also promised that he would not "run away from home" next time, and he could not delve into it, but some things were well known, like an undercurrent lurking under a calm river, which could not be triggered.

The nurse followed Chen Wengang more cautiously, not letting him leave his sight for a moment.

The potential safety hazards in the home are also eliminated one by one, the knife holder in the kitchen is placed in the cabinet, the combination lock is added to the cabinet, the locks are also added to the floor-to-ceiling windows, and the shaver in the bathroom is replaced by a non-detachable electric type.

It's hard to find a pair of scissors, a lighter, or even a metal rod throughout the apartment. Huo Niansheng stayed at home longer and longer, and he did his best to accompany Chen Wengang. He was already gentle. But gentleness can't stop Chen Wengang, and even he himself may not be able to stop himself.

He went to the extreme for the second time - Chen Wengang took a few cefuroxime tablets and then managed to open the wine cabinet. Simultaneous use of cephalosporins and alcohol can cause disulfiram-like reactions, and in severe cases, lead to shock and death. Fortunately, the nurse found out in time that the ambulance was speeding and sent the person to the hospital for gastric lavage.

When Chen Wengang woke up, he already had an infusion needle on the back of his hand. Someone was talking to the doctor outside. He was lying in a hospital bed, nauseous, wanting to throw up, and dizzy. After a while, the door was pushed open, and Huo Niansheng came in, dragged a chair, and sat at the head of the bed.

Chen Wengang couldn't forget his expression at this time until a long time later.

Huo Niansheng didn't

angry, there was no helplessness, nor was he indifferent, he just stared at Chen Wengang for a long time, his face calm. He leaned over and spoke softly to Chen Wengang, without even a single accentuated punctuation mark. Chen Wengang turned his head away, feeling sorry for him. This time, when he was able to sit up, someone brought him a thick set of assessment scales to fill out.

Chen Wengang filled it out twice.

The result of the first pass was mild depression and mild anxiety tendencies, and a day later, the person who asked him to fill out the form sent another copy and kindly persuaded him to fill it out truthfully. When he got better, he was transferred to a psychiatric department for a more comprehensive examination.

He checked the electroencephalogram, head CT, electrocardiogram, drew blood, and checked liver and kidney function and thyroid function. Major depression and severe anxiety with severe somatization symptoms and impaired cognitive function.

This result is not easy, but it seems that an answer has finally been given, which is better than stumbling in a predicament and not having a way. Since there is a disease that can be treated, the doctor's recommendation is medication.

It's just that psychotropic drugs are mostly accompanied by serious side effects. Huo Niansheng opened a box of cetirizine hydrochloride, he studied the overgrown instructions, and saw: headache, nausea, loss of appetite □□, liver and kidney damage.........

He asked the doctor, "Can't you prescribe some mild medicine?" What about imported medicines? Is there anyone who is not so guilty?"

The doctor explained in the corridor: "Mr. Huo, it's not a matter of money, if the patient doesn't need it, we will definitely not prescribe it casually, most psychotropic drugs act on the central nervous system, you think, how can there be little harm?"

Chen Wengang sat on the sofa, still curled up on his knees, and he looked at the two people outside to discuss.

When Huo Niansheng came in again, he still looked cynical, he copied his pocket and threw a few boxes of medicine on the table. As a result, a box slipped over its head and fell to the ground. He bent down to pick it up, stood at the table, not knowing what to think, and finally let out a long sigh.

When Huo Niansheng turned around, he joked helplessly: "Baby, you really came to restrain me." ”

Chen Wengang put his legs down from the sofa, he opened his mouth, and what he wanted to say was stopped by this sound.

He looked at Huo Niansheng, as if he couldn't react, and as if he didn't understand his attitude. Huo Niansheng walked over, he spoke softly as never before, he hugged Chen Wengang and twisted a lock of his hair to play: "Then eat and try?" If it's uncomfortable, let's stop. ”

Chen Wengang did not object, not to mention that he had no choice, this is responsible for himself and the people around him. He nodded.