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At around three o'clock in the afternoon, Tang Xuan, who was taking a nap on the table, woke up.

"I'm leaving." Hu Liang just happened to be dragging his suitcase and was about to leave. "Pingmei has already driven the car. She saw you two asleep and didn't say hello." He glanced at Yun Chen who was sleeping soundly on the opposite bed He rolled his eyes and nodded.

Tang Xuan said "Yes" and instructed, "Be careful on the road."

His train was at more than eight o'clock in the evening, which was still early.

Two people left the four-person bedroom, and the room was instantly quiet and desolate. Tang Xuan wore earphones and watched a movie to pass the time. After staying up until six o'clock, she got up, put on a thick coat, put on her bag, and called Yun Chen in a low voice.

"Youngest," he gently pushed the boy who was soundly sleeping on the bed, "I'm leaving, youngest, you can contact me anytime if you have anything to do these two days."

Yun Chen fell into a drowsy sleep, feeling that the voices he heard were not real, so he hummed a few times at will, turned over and buried his head in the bed.

Tang Xuan helped Yun Chen pull up the curtains on the balcony, and the room immediately became dark, as if entering night in an instant. Then he cut off the power of the water dispenser, checked it carefully, and then opened the door with slow steps.

When we arrived at the train station, there was still some time before the ticket check, Tang Xuan was sitting in the waiting hall, playing with his mobile phone boredly.

Halfway through the game, a phone call came in.

Tang Xuan was startled.

The caller ID is Yun Chen.

"What's the matter, youngest?" He picked it up with a puzzled tone.

"Brother Xuan..." The voice on the other side was unusually weak, panting slightly, "Where are you?"

"At the station, there are still more than 20 minutes to check the ticket," he replied, hearing the discomfort in Yun Chen's words, "Are you feeling unwell?"

The boy at the other end curled up into a ball, rolled up the quilt helplessly, hugged his abdomen with one hand, and squeezed the phone tightly with the other. There was already a layer of cold sweat on his back, his face was pale, and there was not even a trace of blood on his lips.

"My stomach hurts badly..." Yun Chen was furious, "Running to the toilet almost killed me."

An hour ago, he already felt that there was something wrong with him, and he managed to get up and get out of bed to drink a cup of hot water, only to find that the cold cut his throat, and his stomach pain became more and more serious.

At first he didn't take it seriously, he just said that he ate dirty things, squatted in the toilet twice, and his **** hurt from diarrhea. As a result, the abdominal pain became more severe. Not only did it hurt, but I also wanted to vomit. My head also became hot and nauseated like a dizzy dizzy.

He really didn't have the strength to go to the school infirmary, so he lay down on the bed enduring the discomfort. For a moment, he was in a trance, thinking of Tang Xuan's words—"I'm worried that you will starve to death when we come back."

Yun Chen felt wronged and wanted to cry.

He didn't die of starvation, but of stomach pain.

For the next half an hour, Yun Chen suffered extremely, the pain tormented him, he couldn't sleep well, and in the end he couldn't bear it any longer, so he called Tang Xuan.

"Don't worry," Tang Xuan pursed her lips, got up almost immediately, dragged her suitcase and ran outside the station, "I'll take a taxi and come back right away!"

Yun Chen was moved and wanted to cry.

"Hmm." He was in so much pain that he sometimes had hallucinations, thinking that he was not sleeping on a bed in the dormitory, but was swinging up and down in a rickety hanging chair.

Tang Xuan's eyes were heavy, she didn't dare to hang up the phone, she just comforted Yun Chen over and over again, her heart was filled with anxiety.

I got a taxi smoothly, "Master, go to Tianjin University, please help me, my classmate is sick."

This point happened to be the rush hour for get off work, and on the eve of Qingming Festival, the roads were congested in a mess. Tang Xuan was in a hurry, but there was no other way, the car finally moved quickly to the school, he left the suitcase at the doorman, and ran to the dormitory.

"Youngest, I'll be there soon, how do you feel now?"

He kept talking with Yun Chen on the phone along the way, but the latter almost only responded to him with modal particles.

Going up to the fifth floor in one breath, Tang Xuan's hands were shaking when she took out the key and opened the door.

"The youngest?"

Tang Xuan climbed onto Yun Chen's bed two or three times, and saw the boy's eyes closed tightly, and his lips were as pale as paper.

With a thump in his heart, he shouted, "Youngest, wake up."

Yun Chen didn't fall asleep, but felt a little weak, and slowly opened his eyes when he heard Tang Xuan's voice, "Brother Xuan..." His voice was already hoarse, and he looked as fragile as he could be.

"Can you move?" Tang Xuan helped him, "I'll take you to the hospital."

Yun Chen forced himself to sit up, his eyes were dull and empty, "Brother Xuan, I just thought I was going to die."

Tang Xuan looked at him, "You can't die. As the saying goes, good people don't live long, and evil will last for thousands of years. You have done bad things, and nineteen years is too short, so you can die without success." Very well, Yun Chen can still joke, Not a big problem.

"Can't you say something nice to comfort me?"

"You want me to coax you on the phone? Then I'm leaving?"

Yun Chen was frustrated, hanging limply on Tang Xuan's body, allowing him to half drag and half hug her down.

As soon as his feet landed on the ground, Yun Chen's legs limp and fell on the seat.

Tang Xuan took a down jacket from his closet and wrapped the boy up quickly and unambiguously. Then he squatted on the ground to change his shoes, his serious appearance made Yun Chen feel dazed for a moment.

"Brother Xuan, thank you." Yun Chen slanted his body, his back was hunched, and he could see that he was still unwell.

Tang Xuan didn't say much, she just helped him up, and said: "The road is a bit congested now, just wait a bit, and you'll be fine when you get to the hospital."

Yun Chen nodded, because of the discomfort, most of the weight was on Tang Xuan. Although the latter was taller than him, he was a boy over 1.75 meters tall, and his weight was not light.

On the way, Yun Chen fell asleep again, curled up in Tang Xuan's arms like a child.

The driver in the front seat looked at them from the rearview mirror with intriguing eyes.

Tang Xuan looked out of the window in embarrassment.

When he arrived at the hospital, he didn't wake Yun Chen up. After paying the fare, he picked up the boy on his back and went to the emergency department.

The doctor immediately checked Yun Chen, and the result showed that it was "acute gastroenteritis", just a few bottles of intravenous drip will be fine.

"Young people nowadays, because they are young, they can toss their bodies so hard that they don't eat well." The one who gave Yun Chen the injection was a middle-aged female nurse, who was about the same age as his mother, and her tone of reprimand was exactly the same. "Look, you're sick. How you abused your body before, it will abuse you in the same way in the future."

The female nurse had the feeling that she was educating her son, hating that iron could not be made into steel, and the force of the needle was much heavier.

Yun Chen screamed in pain, begging for mercy from both aunt and sister.

He has a sweet mouth and can talk, but the female nurse calmed down after scolding him a few words.

"From now on, eat on time, don't overeat, do you understand?"

Yun Chen nodded hurriedly.