I'm afraid I'm not interested in love

Chapter 123 Illness
The consequence of not going home and wandering around after getting caught in the rain is a severe cold.

The next morning, Su Chengyi realized this problem as soon as he opened his eyes.

At first I thought it was just a stuffy nose, but as soon as I stood up I felt dizzy and light-headed, and I couldn't tell the difference between east, west, and north.

I live in the north. I haven't had a cold in years. Are the symptoms so severe?

Regardless of the fact that he was still hungry, he got up with difficulty and gave himself a cold medicine, then fell back on the bed and fell into a drowsy sleep.

Under the influence of drugs, I couldn't sleep well either, with bizarre dreams coming one after another.

For a while, I dreamed that it was the end of the world, and zombies kept banging on the door of my house.

After a while, I dreamed that my home turned into a pool, and hundreds of ducks swam in, making a very noisy chirping.

Finally, I dreamed of a man in a white coat with a sinister look on his face, who wanted to use me for human experiments, and the needles glowed with cold light and dripped with water.

It was so scary that Su Chengyi woke up from his dream.

There were actually two people standing beside his bed, one black and one white.

Black and White Impermanence came to claim his life?

It's not just a cold.

Su Chengyi shook his head and tried to focus his eyes.

The two black and white impermanences noticed his movements and immediately started dancing excitedly like gorillas.

"Wake up, wake up!"

The excitement and joy in the tone is no less than that of "baby, baby!" at the door of the delivery room.

"Mr. Yi! How do you feel?"

Bai Wuchang leaned closer and asked with concern.

The familiar voice and title was Xu Yang.

"Why are you at my house?"

Su Chengyi propped himself up with his elbows and looked around to make sure he was still at home.

"You must be confused! You opened the door for me yourself."

Xu Yang reached out to touch his forehead. Su Chengyi turned his head to avoid it, trying to search in his memory.

Not impressed.

Zhou Kairong, who played Hei Wuchang, was on the sidelines to restore the truth for Xu Yang.

"It was indeed you who opened the door for us. Xu Yang sent you a message at noon asking you to come out for dinner, but you never replied or answered the phone. I thought something had happened to you, so I called Li Tianwang for help. ."

Xu Yang took out his phone and showed him a full page of missed call records on the screen.

Su Chengyi looked at his mobile phone and found that there were indeed many missed calls.

"Sorry, my phone is on silent mode."

Su Chengyi raised his hand and pressed his temple. It still hurt a little after sleeping.

"Then King Li Tianwang gave us the address, and I banged on the door. After a while, you came out and opened the door like a wandering ghost. Without even looking at us, you went straight back to sleep."

"Yes, yes, it looks scary, like some kind of robot."

"I was watching a horror movie two days ago, just like this. I was so scared that I didn't even know if I should go in. Mr. Yi, do you know what a friend in need is? For your life and health, buddy, do this You dare to break into the dragon's pond and tiger's den."

Xu Yang and Zhou Kairong were talking to each other like two serial cannons.

It seems that the zombies and the noisy ducks in the dream have their origins.

Dreams are projections and reflections of reality, and Freud did not deceive me.

What about the white coat?
When Su Chengyi was confused, Han Bing walked in carefully holding a porcelain bowl.

Xu Yang and Zhou Kairong immediately made way for her.

Han Bing placed the porcelain bowl on the bedside table with a pious look.

"Drink."

The liquid in the bowl looks like a bowl of Chinese medicine, and you can deduce how wonderful it tastes from the color.

Su Chengyi looked at Han Bing in disbelief.

"What are you looking at? Drink quickly, I won't poison you."

Han Bing raised his eyebrows and tapped the rim of the bowl.

This is scarier than the human experiment in the dream.

Zhou Kairong came over to take a look and asked curiously:
"Bingbing, can you still make medicine?"

Han Bing glared at him angrily:
"Who told you to shout randomly? Bingbing, are you allowed to shout?"

Zhou Kairong was just playful and smiling, and he didn't get angry even when he was scolded.

Su Chengyi was amazed.

The love brain should indeed be included in the management of mental illness.

"Mr. Yi, don't believe it, she is really professional."

As soon as Xu Yang said these words, the expression on Han Bing's face became even more proud.

"What kind of professional law?"

Su Chengyi coughed and took another look at the dark brown liquid in the bowl.

"Her grandpa is a very famous old Chinese medicine doctor! You may not be able to get an appointment even if it takes a month, but he is legendary. Maybe he taught Han Bing a few tricks."

so smart.

Su Chengyi raised his eyes and looked at Han Bing, who happily picked up the porcelain bowl and stuffed it into his hand.

"Even if Han Bing is dull and has no talent. With a famous teacher teaching him step by step, if nothing else, it should be more than enough to cure a minor cold."

Xu Yang was still talking, but Han Bing had already elbowed him hard on the lower back.

He was so painful that he didn't even cry out, so he fell down on Su Chengyi's bed and rolled around.

"Actually, our Chinese medicine practitioners also teach this."

Han Bing said coldly.

Su Chengyi looked at the liquid in the bowl and asked one last question:
"I'd like to ask the miracle doctor, if I remember correctly, I don't seem to have any medicinal materials at home. What kind of medicine do you use?"

Han Bing glanced at him and said, "Don't worry about the miracle doctor's business! Just drink it and that's it!"

Looking at Xu Yang who was knocked out by one blow, Su Chengyi silently weighed in his mind whether it was more painful to be poisoned or beaten to death by "receiving hair".Finally, he picked up the bowl and took a long sip as if he was dead.

His nose was so stuffy that he could hardly smell anything.

But the taste buds quickly recognized the familiar taste.

"This is not Sanjiu"

Su Chengyi's face was full of doubts. Han Bing's threatening eyes blocked him before he finished speaking the words "Lingmao Ling".

Okay, maybe this is the legendary combination of East and West.

Su Chengyi drank the cold spirit in the bowl very cleanly, leaving no residue at all.

Han Bing looked very satisfied and sent Xu Yang, who was lying down pretending to be dead, to wash the dishes.

Xu Yang dragged Zhou Kairong away before going out.

It takes two people to wash a palm-sized porcelain bowl, which is very particular.

Speaking of which, they are all here, where is Chu Qingmian?
According to her character, she shouldn't not come.

Su Chengyi's eyes stayed on Han Bing for a while, then moved away without leaving a trace.

Han Bing clasped his hands, obviously knowing what he wanted to ask, but deliberately not answering.

After a long time, Su Chengyi was defeated and asked:
"Where is Chu Qingmian?"

A teasing smile instantly appeared on Han Bing's face, and he was typing on his mobile phone.

"I asked you. I asked you."

The next second her cell phone rang.

Han Bing and Su Chengyi looked at each other, and then handed him the phone with an expression of hatred.

I have emphasized countless times that this guy Chu Qingmian is like being addicted to the love potion in Harry Potter.

Why hasn’t love brain been included in the management of mental illness?
As soon as Su Chengyi put the phone to his ear, Chu Qingmian's voice came over.

"Hello? Sweet potato, sweet potato, I'm a potato!"

I have to say that when my mind is groggy, hearing her clear and lively voice gives me a feeling of being soothed and soothed to my tense nerves.

"Potato Potato, I'm Sweet Potato."

Su Chengyi didn't want her to hear that his throat was too hoarse, so he deliberately cleared his throat before answering.

"Are you feeling better? Are you still feeling uncomfortable?"

Chu Qingmian's place seemed a bit noisy, with people constantly talking and walking around.

"Much better. Are you busy?"

"Well, I have a charity party to attend today."

Charity Gala?

These four words made Su Chengyi stunned for a moment, which was obviously far away from the life of ordinary high school students.

But it seemed natural to say it from Chu Qingmian's mouth.

Just because she hadn't mentioned this before, it was difficult for me to connect her with this kind of thing.

After a moment of silence, he said "Oh" belatedly.

Chu Qingmian on the other side of the screen seemed to sigh softly and said softly:
"I'm actually very reluctant. But there is a reason why I have to go."

The reason why I had to go was probably because of family pressure.

After all, he is a child of a wealthy family, so it is inevitable that he will have such involuntary situations.

Su Chengyi nodded, and then realized that Chu Qingmian on the other side of the phone couldn't see him, so he said "hmm" again to express his understanding.

"Then you have a good rest first, I'm going to put on makeup."

Someone seemed to be urging him over there, and Chu Qingmian's voice seemed to be covering the microphone, which was a bit distant.

"it is good."

This time he answered quickly and hung up the phone quickly.

Before hanging up, Chu Qingmian seemed to have said something else, but I didn't hear it clearly.

When she returned the phone to Han Bing, she squinted her eyes and looked at it, and said with a little doubt:

"What, we finished talking so quickly. I thought you two were going to use up all the battery on my phone."

She showed off a specially prepared 98% green battery.

"I said I was going to a party, so I went to put on makeup."

No emotion could be heard in Su Chengyi's calm tone.

"Yes, I really can't leave, otherwise I would have come with us. It seems to be a charity auction."

Han Bing inexplicably felt that the person in front of him was in a bad mood, so he subconsciously explained for Chu Qingmian.

Su Chengyi nodded and said nothing.

The sleepiness that had just been interrupted by the interference of several people suddenly swept over him again.

Xu Yang and Zhou Kairong returned to the bedroom, pushing and shoving.

Han Bing looked at Su Chengyi's tired look and covered Xu Yang's mouth.

"Thank you for coming to see me. I'll treat you to dinner next time."

It was the first time in Su Chengyi's life that a friend came to visit him when he was sick.

Although these are somewhat unreliable.

But he smiled sincerely.

"What's the big deal? You're too outspoken. You don't even think of us as brothers."

"Get out of here and let the patient have a good rest."

Seeing that Xu Yang was about to start a long speech praising brotherhood again, Han Bing pushed him out.

Before leaving, she turned her head and glanced at Su Chengyi, who was leaning on the head of the bed with a pale face.

I feel like if I take a photo and send it to Chu Qingmian now, she will definitely hold up her skirt and run over regardless of the person who left the scene behind.

(End of this chapter)