Boyfriend is mentally ill

The armrests of the chair are soft, wide and big, like a soft pillow. It stands to reason that people wouldn't feel pain when they hit it, but Jiang Xiaofeng directly softened his body, groaned in pain, hugged his head, and tried to curl up.

Meng Fusheng was not prepared for him to fall, and only had time to protect his back when the accident happened. Seeing that he was in pain, he quickly reached out to touch the back of his head, and said anxiously, "What's wrong? Did you hit the wound? Xiaofeng, let go, I'll see if the wound is bleeding again."

Jiang Xiaofeng turned his head to avoid his hand, and broke out in a cold sweat just by doing so well, he clearly saw Meng Fusheng's mouth moving, but he could only hear ringing in his ears, and murmured: "I'm so dizzy... "

This situation is obviously not right, Meng Fusheng's expression changed, and he didn't dare to move him at will anymore, he just let him lie flat on the seat carefully, took out his mobile phone to make an emergency call, because his fingers were too stiff, it only took a few times to press it. Unlock your phone.

Jiang Xiaofeng closed his eyes, only to feel that there were a lot of fragmented images constantly coming and going in his mind, and the sofa under him seemed to become a whirlpool, pulling his consciousness in a crazy circle.

The back of the head began to swell, and the tinnitus tormented the nerves. Among the five senses, only the sense of smell was still normal.

In the chaos and dizziness, the elegant and low-key fruity woody fragrance suddenly became extremely clear. He instinctively moved towards the source of the smell, buried his head in it, and absorbed the reassuring smell.

"Closer..." He tightened his arms and bumped his head against Meng Fusheng's chest without knowing it, "It's so noisy..."

As soon as Meng Fusheng dialed the phone, his body was firmly pressed against Jiang Xiaofeng.

This was the first time Jiang Xiaofeng took the initiative to get close to him, but he didn't feel happy at all.

He hugged the pale-faced man in his arms who kept babbling, his palms were sweating in panic, and after a quick phone call, please find something wrong and care about the waiter who came over to pick up the ambulance outside, and then pulled Jiang Xiaofeng into his arms Li, kept checking his breathing and heartbeat, and comforted him: "It's okay, the doctor will be here soon, it's okay."

Surrounded by the reassuring smell, Jiang Xiaofeng gradually calmed down.

Meng Fusheng touched his back, and his tentacles were wet and cold. He suddenly realized that Jiang Xiaofeng's body was indeed much thinner and slender than boys of the same age.With a sore heart, he took a deep breath, lowered his head, kissed Jiang Xiaofeng's brow with respect and guilt, and rubbed his chin against his hair.

"I'm sorry, it's all my fault... I'm sorry."

……

Jiang Xiaofeng fainted before getting into the ambulance, and he didn't wake up until the hospital.

The doctor checked his condition preliminarily and found that the wound on the back of his head was not ruptured. He felt something was wrong, so he called Meng Fusheng to ask about Jiang Xiaofeng's historical illness.

Meng Fusheng told the story of Jiang Xiaofeng being injured by a billboard and hitting his head in a conflict with someone some time ago, and also showed the doctor the case information stored in his mobile phone at that time.

"Oh, this is sloppy." The doctor's eyebrows were almost knotted. "The two wounds were treated too hastily. After the first injury, the follow-up re-examination was not done carefully. This may be the first time. There is something wrong with the injured brain and it has not healed, otherwise it would not be like this with a light bump."

Meng Fusheng was in a daze.

Has been bad?

His fingers were cold, and he suddenly thought of something: "He took a plane two days ago..."

"Isn't this nonsense? What kind of plane do you take if you have a brain problem!" After the training, the doctor found that Meng Fusheng's face became more and more tense and ugly, his lips were pursed and turned pale, and he eased his tone, "Actually, you can fly with a head injury. , pressurize and bandage. His injury doesn’t look serious. It’s normal if you don’t pay attention for a while. Don’t worry, his signs are very stable. It’s probably not a big problem. I’ll arrange for him to do some checkups first. You are his friend. Well, do you have a phone number from his family members, and tell them to come over and get hospitalized."

Meng Fusheng: "I'm his boyfriend..."

The doctor turned his head: "Huh?"

Meng Fusheng managed to regain his composure, and replied: "Thank you doctor, I will go to hospitalize him first."

……

An hour later, You Mengru and Jiang Xiaofeng's counselors rushed to the hospital after receiving the news.

Jiang Xiaofeng's examination results have come out, just as the doctor guessed, he had a hidden injury when he was injured for the first time - there was a slight bleeding in the brain, which has not healed until now.

In fact, this bleeding was detected during the examination at the time, but because Jiang Xiaofeng himself had no discomfort at all after waking up, the doctor did not arrange follow-up follow-up examinations.

Normally speaking, even if you don’t take medicine for this bleeding, the wound will slowly heal itself with time, but the bad thing is that Jiang Xiaofeng often gets sick behind him. He has a fever, a broken head, and a flight, and the backlog of illnesses , It just happened to explode all at once.

Fortunately, the situation is not too bad. Jiang Xiaofeng is young, with a solid foundation, and the bleeding is not too much. When he wakes up, pay more attention to his care and he will be fine.

After getting a definite diagnosis, Meng Fusheng finally breathed a sigh of relief.He sat on the chair beside the hospital bed, looked at Jiang Xiaofeng who was lying sideways on the bed, leaned over and rested his head on his palm.

It's fine.

Seeing his movements, Jiang Xiaofeng's counselor tilted his head uncomfortably, and was very surprised.

Unexpectedly, all the gossip on the forum was true. This popular male god of the School of Economics and Management was actually abducted by his students.

You Mengru was relieved to hear that Jiang Xiaofeng was fine. Seeing that her son was not doing anything, she hurriedly put together her expression, first thanked the doctor as Jiang Xiaofeng's parent, and then chatted with the counselor to arrange for Jiang Xiaofeng's follow-up leave to recuperate.

The counselor was startled again, looking at You Mengru and then at Meng Fusheng, his heart trembled a little.

This mother, the parents have seen it, no, why does this Meng Fusheng's mother look familiar, as if she has seen it somewhere...

……

Jiang Xiaofeng slept for a total of sixteen hours. When he woke up, it was just before dawn in the morning, and the surrounding light was a bit dim.

The ward was very quiet, and the smell of disinfectant and air freshener mixed together, creating a psychedelic and unreal feeling.

He was a little dazed, and stared blankly for a while before remembering what happened before he fell into a coma.

At that time, he seemed to be having lunch in the cafeteria. The WeChat group suddenly rang, and a new order came. The person in the order was very similar to the scumbag who cheated him back then. He was very excited, so he walked to the dormitory while playing games, passing by the tennis court. When I was attracted by the cheers, I stood and watched for a while, and then...

His eyes cleared.

God damn billboard!

His eyes finally had focus. He sat up and touched the back of his head. He didn't feel any pain, and he felt better.

It should be that it was not hit hard, only a little bit of skin was scratched, which is okay.

He glanced in the direction of the accompanying bed again, saw someone lying on it, guessed it was his roommate who came to take care of him, so he relaxed his movements, found the mobile phone on the bedside table, and groped into the bathroom attached to the ward in the dark.

After solving his physical problem, he didn't go out immediately, but put down the toilet seat and sat on it, turned on his phone, and clicked on the game.

Judging from the situation, he must have been in a coma all night, and he doesn't know how the scumbag was treated by everyone.

As soon as the game started, the update prompt appeared first, and the update package was quite large.He froze for a moment, puzzled.

It's strange, "Jianghuyou" is only regularly maintained every Tuesday morning, and it is rarely updated, and there are no new events in the game recently. This is not a year, what is it updating?

He checked the update introduction, there were a lot of bits and pieces, and he became more and more confused. He touched the gauze on the back of his head and thought that he should treat himself better at this time, so he stopped thinking about it and put his phone away. , got up, walked to the bathroom door, and opened the door.

There is a person standing outside the door.

He took a step back in fright, the movement was too big, and his head suddenly became dizzy.He raised his hand and rubbed it. Just as he was about to ask his roommate what they were doing standing outside the bathroom, he realized that the figure standing at the door was very strange.

With long legs and a height that is enough to disdain the crowd, it is definitely not the honest Tian Da, nor is it the thin Hao Qi, nor is it the medium-sized Liu Yuanzhou.

"How do you rub your forehead? Where does it hurt?" Meng Fusheng frowned and took a step forward, exposing himself to the warm light projected from the bathroom.

Jiang Xiaofeng raised his eyes, then opened his mouth slightly.

Short black hair in a messy sleep, well-proportioned eyebrows, deep and narrow eyes, straight and excellent nose bridge, sexy thin lips, chiseled face, flawless skin... What a handsome guy.Not only is he handsome, but he has a good temperament, not only a good temperament, but also a good voice.

Who is this?

He blinked, and a figure holding a racket and gesturing to him suddenly flashed in his mind. He suddenly realized, and tentatively called: "Senior?" Judging by his physique and temperament, he must not be a freshman, so he must be a senior .

So this senior sent him to the hospital?Still stay and take care of yourself?

What a nice guy.

He relaxed and replied politely: "It's not uncomfortable, thank you senior for taking care of me. Did I wake you up senior?"

Seeing his obedient reply, Meng Fusheng moved his Adam's apple, stepped forward suddenly, stretched out his arms to hug him restrainedly, and gently rubbed his soft curly hair: "I'm sorry, it's all my fault."

"?!"

Jiang Xiaofeng froze, with a dazed and terrified expression, suspecting that he was dreaming and that he had run into a ghost.

Why did this kind-hearted senior suddenly hug him?Also inexplicably apologized, why apologize?What's wrong? Did he put up the billboard?

A lot of guesses popped up in his mind, but his face didn't move, he only tentatively raised his hand to touch Meng Fusheng's chest.

Hot and soft.

His expression eased, and he sensed the other person's body temperature again. After confirming that the other person was really alive, he was sure, raised his hand politely but firmly pushed the person away.

If it's a living person, then it's easy to handle.

"Senior, did you put up that billboard?" He asked politely.

Meng Fusheng was stunned by the question, he paused for a while before he realized, and shook his head: "No."

"Then why did you apologize, senior?" Jiang Xiaofeng didn't understand his logic, and explained seriously, "It was the billboard that hurt me, not the senior, so there is no need for the senior to apologize to me for this. Instead, I have to thank the senior, thank you senior Send me to the hospital, and take care of me in bed."

All the tension, anxiety, worry, self-blame, and guilt in Meng Fusheng's heart... all dissipated in his serious explanation and thanks.

His expression relaxed, and he laughed, and couldn't help but reach out and stroke Jiang Xiaofeng's hair, his eyes were full of tenderness: "Why do you even comfort people like this...Xiaofeng, you are so cute."

Jiang Xiaofeng was terrified by the touch, goosebumps formed on his body, and he backed away in horror.

"???"

cute?What's the matter with this senior?How do you feel that Kiriki is angry.