two sons three fathers

Seeing that Han Yu's deskmate had returned, Fu Yizhen gave up the idea of ​​sitting over to anger him.

He felt that he was really what Han Yu said, that he was a little cheap, and his nature was like this.

Seeing something interesting, he wanted to snatch it, and finally came across a new one, and he couldn't put it down to bully others.

Compared to class, compared to all his friends, Han Yu is not afraid of him and resists beatings, and can continue talking after beatings.

Although most of the words are scolding him.

"Yu'er, do you know him?" Liu Cheng looked at Fu Yizhang's direction and asked suddenly.

Han Yu withdrew his eyes and turned to Liu Cheng.

Liu Cheng's lymph nodes were inflamed last week, and his neck was swollen. He took a week off and just returned.The two of them were classmates in junior high school and had a good relationship with him.

Liu Cheng elbowed Han Yu, raised his jaw and said, "He always watches what you do, do you two have a grudge?"

"He's cheap," Han Yu said, "I've had several fights."

Liu Cheng: "...here." How many fights had the two of them who had never met before in just a few days?

Yu'er's record is amazing!

Liu Cheng was surprised, and then smiled and said: "Yu'er cheats, Yu'er only beats those who want to be beaten."

"Must, for sure, for sure," Han Yu raised his eyebrows, "Just like him, he can't behave if he is slapped five times a day."

"Actually, it's okay. He didn't hit you too hard. Sometimes you hit hard." He Huan turned around and joined their chatting team, thinking back: "A few days ago, when you threw those books at me, I couldn't even hit you." I'm afraid he'll have a concussion."

"Beautiful sister," Han Yu squinted at her, "Your side?"

He Huan grinned, and immediately said: "It goes without saying, it must be from our side."

Liu Cheng and Han Yu laughed together, and Liu Cheng said, "Okay, okay, class is over, and the teacher will be here later."

Han Yu and Liu Cheng changed seats and sat inside: "He is now a disciplinary committee member, you give me a lookout,"

When the teacher came in, Liu Cheng also sat up straight, "Don't worry, sleep."

When Han Yu woke up, get out of class was over. He raised his head and stared at Fu Yizheng in bewilderment. Fu Yizheng bent his back and lay down on the table.Rarely didn't make trouble.

In the afternoon, the last section is physical education class. After everyone gathers on the playground, the physical education teacher asks them to jog three laps around the track.

Han Yu finished one lap, and on the second lap he overtook Fu Yan, who was sluggish. He still didn't finish the first lap.

Looking at the back, hanging his hands, and shaking his head from time to time, Han Yu felt strange.

He ran in the inner circle, passed by Fu Yizheng's side, glanced from the corner of his eye.

At this glance, he was stunned for a few seconds.Fu Yizheng was panting non-stop, dripping with sweat, his hairline was wet all over, and the most terrifying thing was his complexion.

Like the shrimp in the steamer, it is cooked.

Han Yu started to trot, Fu Yizhang turned his face to the side, smiled with difficulty, and said weakly, "Look at me again, if you don't leave, I'll kick your ass again."

"..." This bad mouth can't be changed, Han Yu rolled his eyes: "I advise you to go to the hospital... have a look at your brain."

Fu Yizhen: "..." He didn't know how to care about anyone, he smiled at the back of the running away.

After running, returning to the team, Fu Yizhao stood at the back of the team, next to Han Yu.

Hearing the panting sound like a cow, Han Yu said, "So empty?"

Fu Yizhen was dizzy, and after three laps, the symptoms became more obvious.He put his hands on his knees, bent down, and didn't even have the strength to speak back.

The bean-sized beads of sweat dripped onto the grass and sank into the grass roots. Han Yu frowned when he saw it.

The physical education teacher asked them to move in place for 2 minutes.

Han Yu opened his arms... A figure turned towards him with visibly powerful speed.

He leaned back, out of the way.

Fu Yizheng passed in front of him and fell to the ground obliquely, making a muffled sound.

Han Yu raised his hands and moved his steps to give a certain distance.

After standing still, he looked down at Fu Yizheng, his arms were slightly bent, his eyelashes were trembling slightly, and his red face was covered with translucent beads of sweat, like someone who had been fished out of the water and frozen for a long time.

Han Yu's face darkened, and he called the teacher.

The physical education teacher came to take a look and was startled. He knelt down and pinched him, rolling his eyes.

Fu Yizheng completely rolled his eyes.

The physical education teacher raised his head and said, "Come here, a classmate! Take him to the infirmary with me, and you, the sports committee member, will take you to free activities first."

Looking at Han Yu who was silently backing away, the physical education teacher pointed at him, "The tallest one, come here and hold him up."

Han Yu: "..." Accept fate.

He and the physical education teacher, two men, held each arm and dragged Fu Yizhang towards the infirmary.

While walking, the clothes rubbed against each other. In autumn and winter, they wore at least two pieces. Fu Yizheng's body temperature was transmitted to him through the clothes.Hot as a stove.

The wrist he held in his hand was also terribly hot.

Han Yu suspected that the body temperature was over [-] degrees!

In the infirmary, Fu Yizheng was lying on the bed, and the school doctor took his temperature.

After a while, the school doctor took out the thermometer and held it in front of his eyes for a closer look. His eyes suddenly widened and he said, "43!"

Han Yu was also stunned when he heard the sound, blinking his wide eyes in disbelief.

Hey!

Can normal people still live?

The school doctor said again: "Hurry up and inform the parents of the student, we will send him to the hospital right away."

The physical education teacher also hurriedly took out his phone and called the head teacher of the second and third classes of high school, but he still didn't get through. He told Han Yu to look at Fu Yizheng and went out with the phone.

Han Yu also panicked. He had never seen such a situation before. He probed Fu Yixuan's breath with his index finger and let the heater exit, as long as he was still breathing.

He thought of something, took out his phone, and hurriedly called Fu Yizhao's father.

As soon as the other person got connected, he tried to slow down his tone, "Uncle, your Fu Yizheng has a high fever, a little high, 43°C..."

The opposite party didn't speak, and there was a slight breathing sound. Han Yu pursed his lips tightly and waited quietly, his breathing stopped in his throat.

He was suffocating himself.

"43°C," the person inside said after a while, "It doesn't matter."

Han Yu: "..." Almost killed!

"How long has he been in a coma?" Fu Yitang asked, "Is there any injury?"

Han Yu glanced at Fu Yizheng, who had a grass planted in his head, and said, "I just fainted in physical education class. Not long after, the school doctor saw it, and it was just a fever."

Fu Yitang said slowly: "Yizhao had a higher fever before, and his physique is different from ours. It's fine, thank you."

Fever is common. The first time Fu Yizhang had a high fever was in elementary school. He was in class at the time, and his fever reached 46°C. He passed out on the spot.When Fu Yitang received a call from the crying teacher, he couldn't breathe and fainted.

Only Yi Heng could barely hold himself.

Yi Heng was very busy, settled his wife, and took his son abroad in a hurry.

After returning to China, I found out that my son’s immune system was sensitive to microorganisms. That time, a large area of ​​children in the school had a viral cold, and it took a long time for him to recover.

"Then are you here to pick him up?" Han Yu said, "He's still in the infirmary."

There was no sound on the other side again, Han Yu thought about it and called out, "Uncle?"

The person on the phone started to beg him, and said in a soft voice: "He will wake up after a while, please help me take care of him, uncle really can't leave, you can call uncle again if there are other situations , okay? Little brother~"

Han Yu: "...Okay."

"Thank you," Fu Yitang said softly, "You are so kind."

Looking at the phone that had already been hung up, Han Yu felt that he was not determined, so why did he agree? Can the person lying on the bed agree?

Fu Yizheng's father is really... hard to refuse.

After thinking about it, a very good-looking man begged him so much, what could he do?Who will replace it, who can be ruthless?

In fact, there is nothing wrong with helping me, we are all classmates.

Han Yu kept enlightening himself, and gradually felt that this was the case.

He turned his head and saw Fu Yizheng, scratching his hair impatiently, told the school doctor about the situation, and then repeated it to the physical education teacher.

When the physical education teacher heard this, he looked surprised, and went out again on the phone. After a while, he came back and said, "Then just watch him."

Han Yu nodded in confusion.

Recall important content on the phone: Will you wake up later?

How long was that, what should I do if I have not woken up?

He doesn't know where Fu Yizheng's family lives, so how can he take care of him?His father really doesn't care?

After class was over, Fu Yizhen didn't wake up. The school doctor prescribed alcohol and simple anti-inflammatory tablets, packed them in a bag, and handed them to him, "It's cooling and anti-inflammatory."

Although the constitution is different, the high fever is definitely uncomfortable.

Han Yu took the bag and saw that Fu Yizhen had no choice but to take it back to his home.Fu Yizheng was too heavy, and he passed out again, very dead.

He is quite strong, even dragging and pulling all the way, he was exhausted.

Han Yuanchuan didn't come back, he was the only one at home.

Han Yu dragged Fu Yizhang into his bedroom, laid him down on the carpet beside the bed, looked at the crooked person, breathed out with his crotch inserted, stretched out his feet and kicked off the shoes on Fu Yizhang's feet, and turned around. Turn around, close the door and go out.

When Han Yu returned home after dinner, Fu Yizheng was still curled up, and the blush on his face faded a little.

Holding half a glass of water, Han Yu dragged the chair by the computer desk, sat down, and looked at Fu Yizheng while drinking.

Fu Yizhen's eyelashes drooped, his nostrils moved slightly, and he slept peacefully.

Han Yu crossed Erlang's legs and snorted.

The furnishings in the room are simple, and the space looks empty. The crystal light radiates from the center of the cold white wall, covering the two people in the room.

The two silently lay down and sat down.

Han Yu's sitting posture looks like Fu Yizheng was kidnapped by him, he is a bad guy.

After a moment of silence, the atmosphere was too weird, Han Yu laughed himself first, it seemed that it was not right to be so guarded.

But Fu Yizheng fell asleep and looked very good. If it was like this normally, Han Yu would not hit him. If it was a little softer, he would show kindness and pull him a little when he fainted this afternoon. It's hard to say, hold him.

The alcohol was placed in the living room, and Han Yu took it into the bedroom. He looked left and right, not looking at anything, but thinking about how he should wipe it.Nervously thinking: Can I feed him directly?

Han Yu laughed again, feeling a bit bad.

He is not ignorant of common sense, of course he knows to take off Fu Yizhang's clothes, and then apply it on the armpits, neck, chest, hands and feet, etc., where it is easy to dissipate heat.

He put the alcohol on the computer table, walked around Fu Yizheng, walked around to the closet, took a clean T-shirt, left the bedroom, and went to his father's room to take a shower first.

After washing, Han Yu wore a baggy white T-shirt, gray sweatpants, and slippers, walked to the living room, sat down on the sofa, and turned on the TV.

There was a variety show on the TV, he didn't like it, so he dragged the remote control on the coffee table with his body, changed the channel, watched cartoons, watched with relish, completely ignoring the person who was still lying in the room.