school dormitory.
Yan Rui's fever didn't subside, and he started coughing, his coughing as if he was about to cough out the lungs in his body.
He covered his aching chest, tears could not stop falling out, soaking his temples and fainting through the pillow.
His eyes were sore and unbearable, and without looking at him, he could imagine how red his eyes were at this time.
He thought that as a snake, he would be over after a long time, but he didn't expect the disease to get worse and worse.
The bedroom was dark and quiet, and he had three quilts on his body, but his body was still shaking, and even his fingertips were shivering.
Yan Rui was lying on the bed alone, panting uncomfortably.
Over the years, the body has never been so serious, as if half of the soul has been taken away.
Yan Rui was confused when the door of the room suddenly opened.
It was early morning when Song Qi returned from a day's work.
The bedroom was extremely quiet, with no light at all. If it weren't for the suppressed coughing sound, I would have thought that no one lived there.
Yan Rui has always been frugal. Even if he knew that the school's electricity could not be used casually, he was reluctant to spend it.
Just like in Duan Chen's house, he often huddles in such a dark room, and he has long been used to it.
When Duan Chen came home, he would turn on a light at the entrance to make it easier for him to come in and change his shoes.
It's just....he left the lamp for him for a month, and the number of times he came back was a handful.
Song Qi came in with the medicine in hand, and pressed the switch on the wall with a familiar hand. At the moment when the light illuminated, he saw Yan Rui huddled on the bed.
The quilt was tightly wrapped, and he didn't even show his head. As he coughed, the quilt shook.
Song Qi was horrified, this seemed to be more serious than before he left.
Song Qi walked to the bedside, carefully lifted the quilt, and saw Yan Rui's face was blank.
The delicate skin is somewhat fragile and transparent under the light, like a delicate crystal that is fragile, as if it will shatter with a light touch.
"Why is it so serious? Didn't I tell you when I left, call me if it's serious?"
Song Qi helped Yan Rui up and shrank when his hand touched his body.
Obviously he covered so many quilts, but his body was as cold as the snow outside.
Song Qi wrapped him in a quilt and picked him up, his arms were as light as leaves.
"You're so sick that you can't just take medicine. I'm going to take you to the hospital."
"I'm not going to the hospital." Yan Rui opened her eyes, tears fell, and Song Qi felt sore in her heart.
"Nonsense, do you want to die if you don't go to the hospital if it's so serious?"
Yan Rui's eyes were red: "I won't die."
Afraid that Song Qi would not believe it, Yan Rui stretched out his hand from the quilt. He knew that his hand was cold, so he didn't dare to grab Song Qi's hand. He could only tug at his sleeve and repeated, "I really won't die."
Duan Chen also said that a beast like him cannot die.
Yan Rui lost his energy and said tiredly with a hoarse voice: "This is an old disease, and it is easy to relapse in winter. It is useless to go to the hospital. You wait for me to sleep, and I will be fine when I wake up. This severe time has passed."
What kind of life and what kind of disease will use the word "boil"?
Yan Rui was a stupid little beast who didn't feel any pain. He was stupid and sensible at the same time. He was reluctant to tell others about his pain, so that some people thought he didn't feel pain at all.
In fact, he was terribly painful. He used to have red eyes when he touched it lightly, but he was so squeamish as a human being even though he was a snake.
Later, with blood and scales, the pain-afraid body was transformed into a "copper wall and iron wall".
Song Qi was skeptical of his words and wanted to send him to the hospital, but seeing that he was so persistent, it was not easy to force him.
He put down Yan Rui, took the medicine in his hand and said, "Since you don't want to go to the hospital, then take the medicine."
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