38 My roommate is Succubus 8
Cheng Zhou was a little confused, and even wondered if he had heard it wrong.
The people in the bathroom didn't speak again, but the sound of gasping and breathing became clearer, and even the sound of dripping water could not be drowned out.
Jiang Jin...... Have you been drugged/drugged again?
But as soon as this idea came out, Cheng Zhou quickly vetoed himself.
No way.
Jiang Jin stayed with him all day today, there were only two of them in the dormitory, and even three meals a day were bought by him in the cafeteria, without going through anyone's hands.
He eats exactly the same thing as Jiang Jin, it doesn't make sense that Jiang Jin has a problem, and he is fine.
Cheng Zhou frowned.
He didn't know what Jiang Jin's situation was now, but if the other party's state was indeed the same as that night......
He should need to avoid it at this time.
As soon as he had this thought, the person in the bathroom said, "Cheng Zhou, you, can you ...... Do me a favor? ā
Reason told Cheng Zhou that he shouldn't continue to stand here.
But after coming into contact with Jiang Jin during this time, Cheng Zhou thought that he was already very clear about Jiang Jin's character, and if it wasn't for the last resort, the other party would definitely not ask him to help at such a time.
Then listen to it first, and hear what Jiang Yu needs his help with.
If he crosses the line, it's not too late for him to leave.
Cheng Zhou thought to himself, and asked, "What's busy?" ā
"My room...... The bedside table on the right, on the top and in the first drawer above, ...... Jiang Jian gasped, it seemed that just talking like this made him feel very uncomfortable, "There are medicines and syringes in it......"
Cheng Zhou's eyes widened slightly.
The young man's voice sounded even more depressed and trembling: "Can you help me and bring it?" ā
Cheng Zhou opened his mouth: "...... Yes, I'll take it right away. ā
...... medicine and syringes?
Cheng Zhou's mind was full of questions now, and his thoughts were like a large ball of threads that were cut and unorganized, making him a little confused.
Is Jiang Yao sick?
Why do I suddenly need medication at this time?
Jiang Yu didn't close the door of the room, and after Cheng Zhou entered, he walked to the bedside table he said and opened the drawer.
The drawers were empty, except for a few poorly packaged vials and disposable syringes.
Cheng Zhou picked up the medicine and syringe and looked at it, and there was only a label attached to the small glass bottle containing the medicine, and the label was densely written in English.
Cheng Zhou's English is not bad, but perhaps there are too many professional terms in this string of English, and he only roughly understands part of the content.
'Used for...... Fever' subcutaneous injection''Super quick effect in one minute'' may cause fever, stomach upset, weakness...... and other side effects'......
Cheng Zhou's brows furrowed even tighter.
What kind of medicine is this? Why does it look so much like a three-no product?
But before he had time to think about it, he heard the young man's weak trilling voice from the bathroom: "Cheng Zhou, have you found the medicine?" ā
"Found it!" Cheng Zhou hurriedly got up, walked quickly to the bathroom door with long legs, "Shall I put it at the door for you?" ā
Jiang Yao: "But, yes, you can ......"
Cheng Zhou put the medicine and syringe at the door
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In the end, he simply sat on the sofa with his back to the bathroom door.
But what made Cheng Zhou strange was that there were several strange clicks in the direction of the bathroom behind him, but the door never opened.
After a while, the person in the bathroom seemed to give up: "Cheng Zhou......"
The young man's voice was staccato, "IāI don't have the strength to open the door, can you help me...... Can you help me get the medicine in? ā
Cheng Zhou frowned fiercely.
Don't you even have the strength to open the door?
Jiang Jin's state seemed to be worse than he imagined.
Cheng Zhou did not hesitate, turned around and returned to the bathroom door, gently unscrewed the doorknob, and handed the medicine inside.
A hand poked out from the crack in the door, wet and shivering, barely holding the vial and syringe.
Cheng Zhou almost doubted that the other party still had the strength to inject himself with medicine.
The door was gently closed, and this time Cheng Zhou did not go far, but waited at the door of the bathroom.
Cheng Zhou was not a fool, and after the initial confusion and shock, he quickly had a guess.
In order to verify his suspicion, he quickly contacted the staff of the previous hotel.
Cheng Zhou: [The time I took someone to live, when you cleaned up your room the next day, what was in the trash can? ć
The staff quickly replied: [There are a few used paper towels in the trash can in the room, and there is a small glass bottle in the waste basket in the bathroom. ć
[Cheng Shao, are you looking for something? ć
Cheng Zhou replied: [Nothing. ć
He turned off his phone, frowning.
A small glass vial is supposed to be a medicine bottle, without a syringe...... may have been taken away by Jiang Jin.
So Jiang Jin was not actually drugged that time, but ...... Sick?
What kind of disease does Jiang Yao have? How strange are the symptoms when you have an attack? It's like being given some strange drug?
Cheng Zhou's thoughts were interrupted again.
The boy in the bathroom was just as he had guessed, and he no longer had the strength to inject himself.
Cheng Zhou hid the doubts in his eyes, pushed the door and walked in.
The boy sat on the floor by the bathroom door, dressed in his home clothes, but his clothes, trousers, and even his hair were wet, as if they had just been fished out of the water.
Cheng Zhou noticed that the washing area outside the shower also showed signs of being wet with water.
He had reason to suspect that after Jiang Jin's illness attacked, one leg could not support his weight at all, so he moved from the shower area to the bathroom door with little difficulty.
Cheng Zhou had too many questions, but he knew that now was not a good time to ask.
The boy had wet hair, his body trembled unconsciously, his face was unusually red, and there were several extremely deep, almost bleeding tooth marks on his lips.
All of them show what kind of suffering the teenager is suffering at the moment.
Jiang Jin pulled the corners of his mouth, as if he wanted to smile apologetically at him, but he couldn't.
"Hey, excuse me......" he said.
This time the fever came too suddenly, and it was more intense than ever.
Jiang Jin learned the reason from 233.
In the succubus there was a favorite
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If the person you like is nearby when the fever period comes, but there is no intimate reassurance in time, the succubus during the fever period will be even more tormented.
The fever period when Jiang Jin had just taken over the original owner's body was already in the period after the onset of the fever period, so it was not affected.
But this time is different.
Before the fever period arrived, the succubus's body determined that Jiang Yu had someone he liked, and the person he liked was around......
Jiang Jin's current state does not even have the slightest element of fraud.
He looked up at Cheng Zhou, the five senses of the succubus during the fever period were more acute than usual, which also made it more difficult for him to control himself when facing Cheng Zhou.
Jiang Jian closed his eyes to hide the emotions surging in his eyes.
Cheng Zhou squatted down in front of him and took the medicine bottle and syringe from Jiang Jin's hand.
"How do you use it?"
He asked.
Cheng Zhou, who had no experience injecting himself with drugs, tore open the package of the syringe and found two needles inside.
One is of normal length, and the other is very short, only a few millimeters.
Jiang Jin instructed intermittently, the syringe is specially made, it is very convenient to use, and the drug is injected subcutaneously, which is not difficult or requires skills.
Cheng Zhou quickly learned.
But just as he was using the long needle to extract the potion in the medicine bottle, the young man sitting against the wall suddenly tilted his body and fell to the side.
Cheng Zhou's reaction was quick, and he immediately reached out a hand to grab the young man's arm and grabbed him before he fell to the ground completely.
Jiang Jin's eyes were closed, and he seemed to be a little unconscious.
Cheng Zhou tried to help him continue to sit against the wall, but the other party's body was as soft as if there were no bones, and he couldn't sit up straight, as long as he let go, he would crook to the side.
If it goes on like this, it will be difficult to even inject the medicine.
Cheng Zhou tried to wake him up: "Jiang Yao? ā
The boy let out a low sigh, his eyelashes twitching, but he didn't open his eyes.
Cheng Zhou was a little anxious: "You hold on a little longer, I'll take you to the hospital after giving you the medicine!" ā
As he spoke, he simply sat down against the wall, pulled the boy into his arms, and fixed the other's body with his arms and legs.
This time, with the support of Cheng Zhou's body, Jiang Jin didn't fall down again.
The young man in his arms seemed to tremble, and Cheng Zhou could clearly feel the heat from the other party's body, and he could also feel the other party's hot breath spraying on his neck.
The contact between his limbs made Jiang Jian more conscious, and the breath from his lover lingering on the tip of his nose made his scalp tingle.
He licked his lips and suddenly opened his mouth to bite Cheng Zhou's neck.
Cheng Zhou's whole body stiffened, and the hairs on his neck immediately stood up.
The boy didn't bite hard, but it bit right next to his Adam's apple.
Cheng Zhou suddenly remembered that the last time Jiang Yao fell ill, he had also made a similar move towards him.
That time it was the chin, this time it was the neck.
This is also ...... Is it one of the symptoms at the onset?
Fortunately, the boy only bit for less than a second before letting go, and as soon as Cheng Zhou breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, he noticed something soft and wet/slippery, sweeping past the place where he had just been bitten.
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Zhou realized what it was, and his body suddenly tensed.
He turned his head away and avoided it, and his voice was slightly annoyed: "Jiang Jin! What are you doing?! ā
The man in his arms did not respond, as if it was just an unconscious move by him.
Cheng Zhou took a deep breath and silently thought in his heart, Jiang Jin is a patient, and he is just helping Jiang Jin with first aid now.
Cheng Zhou quickly calmed down.
The injection of the drug went smoothly, and Cheng Zhou remembered the words 'super fast effect in one minute' he had just seen on the label, so he waited patiently for a while.
After a few moments, the breathing of the person in his arms gradually stabilized.
Cheng Zhou had been staring at him nervously, and for the first time he saw Jiang Jian open his eyes, the flush on his face seemed to be lighter than before.
Cheng Zhou asked in a low voice, "Jiang Yao, how do you feel?" ā
The boy blinked, as if he was still a little unresponsive, and after a while he said, "...... I'm much better. ā
He raised his head from Cheng Zhou's arms, his gaze lingering on Cheng Zhou's neck for a moment, and noticed an unusual red mark there, as well as a faint tooth mark that was almost gone.
The young man's body stiffened suddenly, and his body stepped back a little, retreating from Cheng Zhou's arms.
"I just ......," he swallowed, his voice hoarse, "I just didn't ...... What strange things have been done to you? ā
Cheng Zhou subconsciously touched his neck and did not speak.
He remembered the touch of that moment again, soft, moist and hot.
And the fresh smell of the boy at that time, which almost filled his entire nasal cavity.
Jiang Jian stepped back a little,
Slightly water-stained eyelashes drooped: "I'm sorry. ā
Cheng Zhou came back to his senses.
The boy's head hung lower, and his tone was apologetic and worried: "I, when I got sick, ......"
He paused, as if he felt that such an explanation was still very weak, so he added, "I'm very sorry." ā
Cheng Zhou blinked: "...... It's okay. ā
In fact, he didn't feel angry, but he was a little shocked because of the suddenness of the incident.
Maybe it's because he knows that Jiang Jin can't control something like this happens, Cheng Zhou thought to himself.
Jiang Jian closed his eyes, the blush on his face gradually faded, and his face suddenly looked a little pale.
Cheng Zhou asked, "Do you want to go to the hospital?" ā
"No, you don't." Jiang Jin shook his head, "Go to the hospital...... It didn't work. ā
Cheng Zhou was stunned for a moment, and finally couldn't help asking, "What kind of disease are you?" ā
Jiang Jian raised his eyes and glanced at him: "It's a ...... Rare diseases cannot be cured, and can only be alleviated with special drugs when they occur. ā
Can't be cured......
Cheng Zhou frowned fiercely: "Is this what the doctor said?" ā
Jiang Yao nodded: "Yes." ā
Cheng Zhou asked, "How many hospitals have you been to?" How many doctors have you seen? Is that what they all say? ā
Inevitably, he thought of his sister.
She was so young that she was diagnosed with leukemia before she even reached school age.
"There is a possibility of misdiagnosis." Cheng Zhou said, "I have a doctor I know at home, do you want me to find some relationship-"
"Cheng Zhou." Jiang Jin suddenly spoke, "Thank you, but...... No need. ā
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Nian's bright eyes seemed to be covered with a layer of mist, and the bottom of his eyes was full of supplication and silent rejection.
Facing his pleading gaze, Cheng Zhou suddenly couldn't say anything.
If it is not really cured, who will let themselves be consumed by the disease?
Cheng Zhou closed his eyes: "You ...... last time It's also sick, it's not drugged, right? ā
Jiang Jin nodded silently.
In less than half a month, there have been two seizures.
Cheng Zhou took a deep breath: "Are you sick like this?" Do you usually go out to work part-time? Do you think your body is not bad enough? ā
His voice was a degree higher than usual, and the tail note was raised, sounding a little angry.
Cheng Zhou was really a little angry.
After losing his mother and sister in just a few years, he knew that nothing in this world is more important than his body.
And Jiang Jian is now sick like this, and he still works hard to do part-time regardless of his body, which in his opinion is the practice of not cherishing his body very much.
Jiang Jian lowered his head and did not speak.
Cheng Zhou asked him, "What about your family?" Do they know that you're sick and still working part-time? ā
The young man glanced up at him, did not shake his head or nod, but showed a faint tiredness and helplessness between his delicate eyebrows.
But such silence made Cheng Zhou suddenly realize something.
Jiang Jin is working so hard part-time, isn't it...... Just to make money to buy medicine?
Cheng Zhou opened his mouth, but in the end he still didn't make a sound.
He didn't ask any more questions, but he seemed to have known Jiang Jin's answer.
Cheng Zhou's family background is very good, and he has never been short of money to spend, which makes Cheng Zhou always have a 'contempt' for money.
In his eyes, money is just a string of cold, temperatureless numbers.
But now he suddenly discovers that it doesn't seem to be the case.
Cheng Zhou glanced at the young man in front of him.
For Jiang Jin, the money seems to be ...... It's really, really important.
Jiang Jian sat on the ground for a while, and after his body regained some strength, he staggered against the wall and wanted to stand up.
Cheng Zhou came back from his contemplation, and hurriedly got up one step ahead of him, and carried the young man on his back with a short body.
Jiang Jin was taken aback by him: "Cheng Zhou? ā
"Go back to your room, won't you?" Cheng Zhou asked.
"Hmm." Jiang Jian whispered, "I've recovered a lot, I can go back by myself." ā
"Forget it." Cheng Zhou sighed, "Your feet are still bent, can you jump?" ā
The young man on his back stopped talking, but Cheng Zhou felt that the other party's hand on his shoulder was slightly stronger, and the clothes on his shoulder were tightened.
Jiang Jin's clothes were still wet, and it was inconvenient to go to bed directly, so Cheng Zhou put him on the chair next to the bed.
"Do you still have clean clothes?" Cheng Zhou asked, "I'll help you bring it." ā
Jiang Jin pointed to the wardrobe and said, "In this cabinet, just take a set of them." ā
Cheng Zhou opened the cabinet door, there were not many clothes in the cabinet, most of them were plain black, white and gray, and the style was quite simple.
He didn't look closely, he quickly took out a set of clothes and pants and put them on the bed.
"I'll go out first." Cheng Zhou said, "If there is anything else, call it directly."
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Or call me on WeChat. ā
Jiang Jin smiled at him: "Okay." ā
Cheng Zhou said: "It's best not to send WeChat messages. ā
Jiang Jin nodded,
He took his words and said, "Well, I know, you slept so deeply that you couldn't hear the message reminders. ā
Cheng Zhou was stunned for a moment and then smiled, he remembered that he had said this to Jiang Jin.
"Don't worry, you won't be fine after taking the medicine." Jiang Jin said, "Thank you very much this time. ā
Cheng Zhou waved at him, turned around and left the room, and closed the door for him intimately.
The moment the door closed, Cheng Zhou inadvertently saw Jiang Jin's figure through the crack in the door.
The boy stood up with his back in his chair, his hands tugging at the hem of his clothes, and he was about to take off his soaked clothes.
The door clicked shut, but Cheng Zhou was suddenly stunned.
Horn? Tail?
He...... Are you hallucinating again?
And under the soaked white clothes, there seem to be some strange black marks?
What is that? Tattoo......?
But didn't you have it before?
Cheng Zhou rubbed his eyes, Jiang Yu was changing clothes in the room, and he couldn't push the door directly, so he could only give up.
He stood in the living room and hesitated for a long time, but finally ran to the bathroom and took a few pictures of the small medicine bottle that had not yet been thrown away.
Cheng Zhou said before that their family has a relationship with a doctor, and this sentence is not to comfort Jiang Yao.
The Cheng family has a dedicated family doctor who is well-known in the industry and has a wide range of proficient skills.
Cheng Zhou hesitated, but still sent these photos to the family doctor: [Doctor Zhang, do you know what kind of medicine this is? ć
The other side quickly replied to him.
Dr. Zhang: [This is not a domestic medicine, is it? Where did you get that? ć
Cheng Zhou thought about it and didn't tell the truth: [I swiped it on the Internet, and I was a little curious. ć
Dr. Zhang: [It's a little familiar, I think I've seen it before.] ć
Dr. Zhang: [I'll check it out and contact you when I find it.] ć
Cheng Zhou replied to him: [Okay, thank you. ć
He put down his phone and sighed inwardly.
Judging by Dr. Zhang's reaction, this medicine does seem to be relatively niche.
It would be best if a cure could be found, if it could not be found......
Cheng Zhou's eyes darkened.
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In the next few days, Jiang Jin unexpectedly entered a period of weakness again.
Xu is more intense relationship during the fever period this time, and the weakness period is also more serious than before, Jiang Yao had a high fever for three days before he improved slightly.
Cheng Zhou simply helped him call the counselor sick leave and let Jiang Jin rest in the dormitory for a few days.
The only thing that made Cheng Zhou more anxious was that since the last time Dr. Zhang said that he went to check the origin of the medicine, there was no news about the convenience.
During this period, Cheng Zhou took the initiative to ask about the progress, but the other party only said that he was still investigating.
This made Cheng Zhou a little anxious, and even felt a sense of powerlessness, just like when he faced his sister's illness.
That night, Chen Zinan ran over to the bedroom again.
After Cheng Zhou let people in, Chen Zinan looked left and right, but did not find the target, so he lowered his voice and asked, "What about Jiang Da Beauty?" ā
Cheng Zhou raised his chin at the bathroom: "In the bathroom." ā
"Uh-oh." Chen Zinan sat on the sofa, "Then I'll wait for him to come out." ā
Cheng Zhou was a little surprised: "You are here to find him?" ā
"Yes and no." Chen Zinan grinned at him, "I'm here to find you, and by the way, I'm also looking for Jiang Da Beauty." ā
Cheng Zhou saw through him completely, so he rolled his eyes at him: "It's the opposite, right?" ā
Chen Zinan smiled and asked, "How is the injury on his foot getting better?" ā
"It should be almost better." Cheng Zhou recalled that Jiang Jin had not used crutches when he walked in the bedroom in the past few days, and he could not see that he had broken his foot when he walked.
"That'll do." Chen Zinan nodded with satisfaction, and suddenly saw the drawing board placed in the living room, "This is the painting he drew for you at the beginning?" ā
He got up and jumped in front of the drawing board in a few steps, and his handsome face was suddenly full of envy, jealousy and hatred.
"It's not nice at all." Chen Zinan snorted.
Cheng Zhou raised his eyebrows: "This is not good-looking?" ā
Chen Zinan pouted: "Because it's you who painted it, it's not good-looking." ā
Cheng Zhou was immediately happy.
Chen Zinan stared at the painting for a long time, then glanced at the direction of the bathroom, suddenly leaned into Cheng Zhou's ear, lowered his voice and asked, "Da Zhou, you tell me honestly." ā
Cheng Zhou: "What did you say?" ā
"I always feel that Jiang Damei is interesting to you." Chen Zinan said.
Cheng Zhou frowned: "It's all said it's impossible, why do you still mention this?" ā
"But ......," Chen Zinan also frowned, "I always feel that his attitude towards me is different from that towards you." ā
Cheng Zhou snorted coldly: "Come on, you can count the number of times you have met him on one hand, what difference can you see here?" ā
Chen Zinan pointed to the virtual gayda above his head: "You should be from the same kind of intuition." ā
Cheng Zhou ignored him, but his heart suddenly moved.
He thought of the things that Jiang Yao had done to him when he was ill.
ā¦ā¦ Probably not, right?
Cheng Zhou thought to himself, those actions were just involuntary things driven by his illness, and he shouldn't have any self-feelings at all.
Chen Zinan was still chattering on the side: "Alas, Jiang Damei is also a little beautiful, obviously you are a straight man, but you can always attract the attention of Xiaomei." ā
Cheng Zhou was silent about this.
"Speaking of Xiao Mei...... Chen Zinan suddenly changed his words, "I heard that Xiao Mei hasn't appeared in the bar for several days, saying that she is on sick leave." ā
Got sick leave? These days?
"When did you start taking leave?" Cheng Zhou asked suddenly.
Chen Zinan thought for a while: "It seems to be the day after we met him, and it has been until now." ā
Cheng Zhou raised his eyebrows, and his eyes subconsciously looked at the bathroom.
This time......
It's a bit of a coincidence, isn't it?!