i'm really rich

"..." Shi Yue stared blankly at the wound on the man's index finger that was so shallow that there was only a red mark left, and finally couldn't help it after a while.He tilted his head slightly, licked his lower lip, and said dryly, "Has cutting fingers to commit suicide become popular now?"

At this moment, he really doubted whether he could not keep up with the development of the times.Or have humans evolved to bleed to death whenever they cut their fingers?However, the incision was too shallow, a layer of skin was torn, and the blood was not visible.He thought to himself, could it be that this cousin wanted to die but couldn't be cruel?

The corner of the mouth of the man on the hospital bed twitched slightly, and after a while, he spoke slowly: "This is a misunderstanding."

The voice was low and hoarse and weak, very ear-catching, and a little inexplicably familiar.Shi Yue couldn't help but think that this kind of voice would be nice if she sang.He pursed his lips, "Okay, I get it." It's quite embarrassing to commit suicide but not to do anything about it, so it's no wonder that you have to excuse it as a misunderstanding.

Probably because the expression on Shi Yue's face was too undisguised, the man who has always been a man of few words couldn't help but say one more thing: "Do I look like someone who would commit suicide?"

Shi Yue looked him up and down, he should be quite tall, taller than her by visual inspection, and his frame was not small.But the person is too thin, the wrists protruding from the sleeves are almost skinny, and he looks obviously malnourished.Shi Yue herself was also thin, but at least it was within the normal range, but this Cousin Fu Yu felt sickly and thin.

Looking at the face again, the facial features are three-dimensional, the bridge of the nose is high, the eyes are deep and narrow, the double eyelids are obvious, but the pupils are not very bright.The lips were thin and bloodless.The jet-black hair is a little longer, and it hangs on the forehead in a messy way, lazy and casual.

He is quite a good-looking person, but his whole person looks sick, and his temperament seems to be a little melancholy.Shi Yue blinked, thinking about it, no matter how you look at it, it seems that it is easy to miss someone who commits suicide!

Seeing Shi Yue's dumbfounded appearance, Fu Yu became a little interested, and a light smile with no emotion pulled out from the corner of his mouth, and said slowly: "I really didn't commit suicide. The assistant said that you are Yang Yang's friend, so can you please?" Tell Yang Yang for me, and tell him not to come over..."

He explained slowly how he found out that the blade was broken when he was about to shave in the morning after washing up, so he planned to replace it.And how it happened that at this moment, the assistant who brought him new toothpaste saw him holding a blade in his hand, and it was determined that he wanted to commit suicide, so he was forcibly taken to the hospital.He also forcibly confiscated his mobile phone and other dangerous items that could become murder weapons, so he didn't even have the chance to explain the oolong to Fan Xingyang.

As for the wound on his index finger, where the doctor didn't even bother to wipe him with iodophor, it was accidentally scratched when the assistant yelled loudly when he decided that he was going to commit suicide, which frightened him so much that his hand slipped.

Shi Yue was dumbfounded when he heard it, recalling the boy who was guarding the door just now, let him in after he arrived, and told him to help take care of Fu Yu.It seems to be a slightly fat boy, not very strong.He said strangely: "Then, why didn't you resist? You were sent to the hospital just like that?"

Fu Yu was silent for a moment, before reluctantly said: "I haven't eaten much these days, and I don't have the energy to resist."

In fact, he was admitted to the ward, not because the doctor was afraid of him committing suicide, but because he had not eaten for a long time and his blood sugar was too low, so the doctor asked him to be hospitalized for two days of injections.

"So you are more picky eaters than I am!" Shi Yue couldn't help but sigh, he thought that there are very few people like himself who are willing to go hungry and not eat the food they don't like.

Hearing this, Fu Yu froze for a moment, opened his mouth, and closed it again, with a soft "hmm".

So Shi Yue, who fully understood what was going on, hurried to the window and called Fan Xingyang.Fan Xingyang seemed to have been waiting for him to contact him. As soon as the call was connected, he immediately opened fire: "Hey Xiaoyue, how is the situation? Is my cousin okay? How is he now? Is he out of danger? How about the doctor?" explain……"

Shi Yue interrupted him very calmly: "Have you ever seen someone commit suicide by cutting off his fingers?"

Fan Xingyang was stunned for a moment: "I haven't seen it before."

"I haven't seen it either." Shi Yue shrugged.

After a moment of silence, Fan Xingyang on the other end of the phone roared, "Little! Dragon!"

Looking at the phone that was hung up, listening to the unfamiliar phone ringing outside the door and the assistant's words "Brother Fan is me...", Shi Yue boldly guessed that Xiaolong was the name of Cousin Fu's assistant.

After a while, the little assistant with a mournful face pushed open the door and walked in, returning the phone to Fu Yu while apologizing.Taking advantage of his rambling apologies, Shi Yue came to the corridor to pick up Fan Xingyang's call to him again.

"I'm sorry, I caused you to make this trip for nothing." Fan Xingyang was very embarrassed, "I will treat you to dinner when I get back."

"Okay." Shi Yue replied bluntly.Thinking of Cousin Fu who was so good-looking in the ward, he couldn't help asking: "Can you tell me about your cousin?"

"There's nothing you can't say, I'll tell you in another place later..."

Fan Xingyang didn't say too much, he only said that his cousin has been a little depressed since the past few years, and his mental state has been getting worse and worse recently.That's why his assistants mistakenly thought he was going to commit suicide and forcibly sent him to the hospital.

Fan Xingyang said that if he had been there, he might have thought the same thing when he saw the scene.

"That's because you have preconceived ideas, thinking that sooner or later he will be overwhelmed." Shi Yue said lightly, "But I don't think Cousin Fu doesn't cherish life that much."

Fan Xingyang was silent, and said after a while: "Maybe..."

Shi Yue didn't ask any more questions. Seeing that the little assistant inside was still apologizing, he turned and walked out.After walking two steps, he seemed to see a small purple paper ball with its own light beside the trash can from a distance, attracting him...

The little assistant was really a bit long-winded, and Fu Yu finally let out a sigh of relief after finally sending him away.Looking up and looking around, there was no sign of Fan Xingyang's friend.

He shook his head slightly, thinking apologetically, he must have lost his temper.Thinking about it, people came to see him specially, but when they arrived, they found out that it was an oolong incident, and any young man would not be angry.You have to tell Fan Xingyang, apologize to others for him, and return the favor.

Just as he was thinking, he saw someone knock on the door of the ward, and then the door opened, and a face with a smile that was too sunny appeared in front of him.

"Cousin Fu, I bought some good things, look!" Shi Yue was so excited that she almost trotted to the hospital bed with the big and small bags in her hands.

I saw him bring bags of things to Fu Yu like offering treasures, and did not forget to introduce them one by one: "Look, lemon tea, milk tea, finger cakes, pancakes..."

She almost introduced the things in her hands, and at the end Shiyue still did not forget to sigh with emotion: "This hospital is so good, there are actually two snack streets outside. Someday I will live here when I am hospitalized, so I can go out to eat every day." delicious……"

The pungent smell of disinfectant in the ward has long been replaced by the complex aroma of food. Fu Yu, who was stuffed with a chicken cake in his left hand and a cup of lemon tea in his right hand, looked up at Shi Yue, who was squinting and gnawing on a roasted wing. .

That happy look was not specially made to comfort him, but to enjoy and be happy from the bottom of his heart.

He couldn't help murmuring in a low voice: "What, I'm so happy..."

"Ah, I picked up money, so of course I'm happy!" Shi Yue, who had good ears, was as happy as a fool, "I just picked up five yuan in the corridor, and this is the first time I've picked up money when I grow up!"

Thinking of the scene not long ago when he just hung up the phone and picked up five yuan within two steps when he walked out, Shi Yue laughed even more.

"This is a good start, and it definitely hints at me that I'm about to get rich!" This sentence is said from the bottom of my heart, with great piety.

At this time, Shi Yue looked at Fu Yu with the same eyes as the God of Wealth. He had never picked up money since he was a child.It can be seen that after cousin Fu, he picked up the money as soon as he went out, it was still five yuan!This is a good sign, he will soon be out of poverty!

"Cousin Fu, eat quickly, eat more!" Shi Yue knows how to be grateful, Cousin Fu has brought him fortune, so he must repay it.So, with the huge sum of five yuan he picked up, he went out to the snack street to buy a hundred yuan worth of snacks.

Facing those big watery eyes full of seven-point joy and three-point expectation, Fu Yu, who didn't want to eat, opened his mouth by accident and took a bite of the cake.It melts in the mouth, and the faint fragrance of eggs and milk permeates the entire mouth instantly, which is surprisingly acceptable.

Just as I was about to take another sip, I heard a small but exciting singing voice.

"I was on the side of the road and found five dollars~~~"

"Cough, cough, cough..." Fu Yu let out an earth-shattering coughing sound.

What kind of singing in the middle of the night, in front of this singing, is too pediatric.

At that moment, Fu Yu suspected that he did not die by suicide, but that he was about to die in this invisible singing.

Not very harmful, but extremely deadly.