[DotA2] Holy Sword

No.20 Five Wars withered stone

After supporting An Ronghe and washing his hands, perhaps because he was tired and troublesome, Yan Che hugged An Ronghe, and carried him back to the sofa regardless of the expression on the burly man's face. superior.

At this moment, An Ronghe's heart was already full of black question marks—with his height of 1.8 meters [-] and his weight of nearly [-], how could he hold himself horizontally with Yan Che's small body? Get up, and walk more than ten meters easily?However, he was struggling to speak now, and could only express his shock with his eyes.

After covering him tightly again, Yan Che probably saw what he was going to say, and said with a smile: "You don't need to be so obvious in your shock. Haven't you heard a story about a young mother trying to catch her childhood? Did the child who fell from upstairs run at a speed that even the Olympic champion can't match?"

Here we go again, Yan explained consolingly.An Rongyu was so amused that he wanted to laugh, thinking that he actually compared himself to a mother who loves her children.

After asking the time in a mosquito-like voice, I realized that I had slept all morning, and it was almost 12 o'clock at this time.After Yan Che took care of him, he planned to go out to buy lunch again.After symbolically asking what he wanted to eat, he gave the answer himself—does a sick person have any other choice besides porridge?

However, considering that people with high fever usually have little appetite, Yan Che thought about it, decided to buy delicious shrimp and crab porridge, and sternly rejected his little wish of eating big roasted chicken drumsticks in New Orleans.

For the first time in my life, I feel that being sick is so wonderful—the one I love works hard, is gentle and careful, takes care of me meticulously, touches my forehead or face from time to time, and will not leave when I fall asleep, just so quietly guarding aside.

It's such a great feeling that you can't help but get addicted to it and keep craving for more.After tasting a little sweetness, it is easy to fall into the abyss called obsession.

After being in a coma all morning, she didn't feel sleepy anymore, so she lay down and watched cartoons, waiting for Yan Che to come back like a watchdog.After playing two episodes, I finally heard the sound of the door opening.

This time Yan Che not only carried his rice, but also his schoolbag.At noon when the sun was rising, even though he had only gone out for less than an hour, the T-shirt was completely soaked in front of his chest. From An Rongyu's point of view, there was a hint of "wet | body temptation".

After swearing to the sky that his body felt much better, An Ronghe strongly urged him to eat, Yan Che didn't say any more, and helped him up.After watching him lovingly swallowing a few spoonfuls, he said, "Can I borrow the toilet to take a shower? I'm sticky, I'm afraid I'll stain your sofa."

An Rongyu nodded like pounding garlic, and mumbled a series of "hmm" indistinctly.

Yan Che continued shyly, "Well...can you lend me some clothes?"

Hearing these words, An Rongyu showed an idiot-like smile, and immediately said, "In the closet on the left, take whatever you want, and wear whatever you want."

After Yan Che thanked him, he got up and went to the room to get a T-shirt and a pair of shorts, and then went to take a shower.

After slowly finishing the porridge, Yan Che came out of the bathroom. The clothes were a little too big, which was different from An Rongyu's cool look when he was wearing them. This kind of black and white poster-style clothes were on Yan Che's body. , actually seemed to have a different kind of cuteness, as if he had stolen his brother's clothes.

Yan Che's hair was still wet, and a drop of water dripped from time to time. An Rongyu just looked at him until the other person blushed, and said shyly, "Is it weird?"

Pulled back from the idiot's gaze, An Rongyu didn't care about the headache, his head shook like a rattle, he swallowed, and said: "No no no, it's beautiful, really."

Yan Che's expression relaxed, and he began to eat his share of lunch.As if he didn't want to eat too deliciously in front of An Rongyu, Yan Che also drank porridge, plus two vegetarian cakes that didn't look very tasty.

After the meal, the patient who still had no fever said that the more he slept, the more dizzy he became, and he refused to lie down again no matter what.So Yan Che reluctantly agreed to let him sit on the sofa and watch cartoons, but he had to be wrapped in a quilt.Next to him, he opened the notebook in his backpack and started typing.Inadvertently glanced at it, it should be writing a graduation thesis.

After casually asking a few words, Yan Che patiently explained to him the requirements and norms of the master's thesis.

Yan Che wrote about [-] words in his undergraduate thesis. According to his own description: it was too watery.Most of the content is elaboration and explanation of technical terms, and there are not many chapters that are actually useful.However, the requirements at that time were also very low. Basically, as long as there is a small achievement, even if it is not original, it can be easily passed.

The master's thesis is completely different.First of all, the number of words must be more than [-], and secondly, the number of pages should preferably exceed [-], otherwise the book will look very thin.

There must be at least one or two innovations. If you just follow the gourd, it is definitely unqualified.In addition, there must be a certain number of exquisite pictures as support. Whether it is a result map or an algorithm flow chart, even if it is only used to introduce related technologies, it is best to put seven or eight pictures.On the one hand, it will appear that the thesis is full and full, and on the other hand, it can also support the length.

In terms of format, each school has a different specification template.After the main text is written, it will take a day to adjust the formatting.However, when writing a small paper, I have already mastered the language of LaTeX, which is naturally much easier than writing in Word.

Hearing this, I explained LaTeX to the ignorant high school students for a long time. However, after talking for almost half an hour, the small audience still didn't understand much.Yan Che didn't worry about it anymore, and continued to chat about the progress of his thesis.

Because of the materials accumulated in the small papers, Yan Che has almost sorted out the background technology to be written.After adjusting the template, you can start filling in the words.

After that, I briefly introduced what I made, and found that the only listener was getting more and more confused, so I didn't repeat the details, and let him watch cartoons.

I watched about three episodes without incident, and just finished watching the finale.The body temperature was measured again, and it had risen to 39.1°C.Yan Che's expression became more and more unsightly, but the patient himself had a calm expression all over his face.

Probably because he felt that An Rong and his mental state were not bad, and he had rested long enough, Yan Che proposed to read to him.An Ronghe thought: Should you tell me a fairy tale?But I seem to have passed the age of listening to fairy tales.

After agreeing with a strange smile, Yan Che went to the room and brought a book, and then read: "So far, only two compounds composed of oxygen and hydrogen have been discovered: H2O and H2O2, and only There are more than several million kinds of compounds composed of carbon and hydrogen, which are related to the bonding characteristics of carbon atoms and the bonding methods between carbon atoms..."

The smile gradually disappeared on the face of the sick patient. With his many years of experience of being dragged by his mother to watch Korean dramas and chat, the plot of reading to the patient should never be like this.It's a pity that the other party looked serious and had no intention of stopping at all.

Because he had already finished all the mathematics and English textbooks for this semester during the summer vacation, Yan Che read the chemistry book, and it happened that he didn't need to write calculations by hand, so he just listened carefully and memorized them.

So in this afternoon with a high fever, a splitting headache, and numb bones, I happily communicated with organic compounds.

Yan Che read so dryly that he even drank five glasses of water.I don't know if it's because my head is dizzy and I don't have time to think about other things, but An Rongyu listens without distraction, and her learning effect is almost at the peak of her life.I remember all the naming rules of alkanes, alkenes, alkynes, and benzene homologues clearly, and the exercises in the book are answered in a smooth manner, ten questions and ten pairs.

Teacher Yan also praised him with satisfaction. After reading this chapter, it was time for dinner.Maybe it was because he couldn't bear to let him drink three meals of porridge in a row, so he reluctantly agreed to bring him back a claypot rice with boneless meat.

At the end of the day, just the paper for blowing the nose was thrown away, and the tip of the nose was broken due to frequent friction. It looked red and swollen, which was very pitiful.The time Yan Che left the door, the small trash can was almost overflowing.

After groping for a new garbage bag, he turned on the TV and cut a movie, and then, like an old man, he drank hot water while watching a movie.After watching two episodes, Yan Che came back with a lunch box and a bag of change of clothes.

Before he even walked into the living room, he could already smell the aroma of green peppers and flesh. Patients with high fever who had a bad breath could now feel the tempting aroma of soy sauce.Open the tin foil box, and the slender and distinct jasmine rice is full. Although it is not as delicious as the seasoning, the fresh aroma also spares no effort to tease the lips and tongues of diners.

Yan Che ordered a sausage claypot rice for himself, smelling the mellow and rich sausage smell, An Ronghe glanced eagerly, originally he just wanted to see what the other party wanted, but they thought he wanted to eat it, Then he put a big lump of sausage into his bowl.

An Rongyu was a little embarrassed, but Yan Che couldn't pick up the vegetables in his own bowl - he was afraid that he would catch the cold too.Yan Che bluntly said that he was not a good eater, and that it was the last word to let the patient eat comfortably.

After the vegetables, meat, and rice are all eaten, there is still a circle of crispy rice left.The two agreed to save the most delicious part for the end.The rice crust covered with stir-fry sauce is still crispy, and there is a strong aroma of the sauce, which is really addictive.

However, when I eat An Rong Yu, I always feel a sore throat, I don't know if it is a sore throat caused by a cold.But the crispy rice was too delicious, so he endured the pain and ate it clean.After drinking saliva, I felt a bloody smell in my throat.

After packing up the lunch box, I received a message from Kobayashi.The Shangda e-sports club has already negotiated with Lao Ji and Lao Gou, let them come to the 4th and 5th positions, Xiao Lin will still specialize in the 3rd position, and the second highest score in the mid laner will be played by the president.There was one big brother left, and instead of choosing the student with the third highest score, he chose a little god with a score of 6300—the unique Hero Sea, even if he bans 5 No. 1s, he can still play.

Because Lao Ji and Lao Gou are not regular office workers, they made an appointment to be online at any time, and there are still 20 days of practice time before the start of the qualifiers.However, judging from the average strength of the other teams, the intramural competition is just a friendly match, so everyone should have fun.

So starting from this week's Warriors League, the five-member team has to temporarily part ways, and then return strongly after the National Day.

It seems that right now we can only look for passers-by or temporarily see if there are suitable teammates in the friend list. Fortunately, there is Han Zai together, and with the tacit cooperation of the 1st and 2nd positions, the chances of winning should be higher.

After taking the medicine, he took his body temperature again, and it was still stable at around 39°C. Yan Che had already proposed to send him to the doctor for examination.However, the patient insisted that if he had a good night's sleep, his fever would definitely subside when he woke up in the morning.

Considering that the outpatient clinic was closed at this time, Yan Che had no choice but to compromise for the time being.However, he also said quite seriously that if he didn't recover the next day, even if he needed to be hugged, he would take the patient with high fever to the hospital.

Although he was covered in a thick quilt during the day and sweated all over, An Rongyu's physical condition did not allow him to take a bath by himself at this time, and he would never ask Yan Che to help him, so he could only resist the slight sticky feeling and prepare to rest .

After both of them packed up, the night was dark.Yan Che had no intention of leaving. Under An Rongyu's questioning, he said, "How can I go home and sleep in peace with you like this? I'll be by your side tonight, call me if you need something."

Hearing these words, the heart of the young man who wanted to die was so moved that he was about to cry.Doing such a naive thing by oneself to win the care and care of the other party is really too low.Although he has been ill for less than a day, he has already reflected deeply - rather than being helped and taken care of by Yan Che, making him worry about it, he hopes that he can grow up as soon as possible, and have the ability and capital to protect him.

Originally, Yan Che insisted on letting him sleep on the bed, and just moved a bench to sit beside him, but An Rongyu was unwilling to let him suffer such meaningless suffering again no matter what.So it was finally decided that he would still sleep on the sofa bed, and Yan Che would sleep on the sofa next to him, so that the distance would be closer, and he would not have to sit up and sleep all night.

The time quietly reached ten o'clock, and An Rongyu fell asleep unconsciously.After Yan Che wrote his thesis for a while and started to feel sleepy, he came over and touched his forehead, his expression still not optimistic.But right now, he has no choice but to rest first, recharge his batteries, and preserve his strength. It seems that the hospital is going to be booked.

That night, both of them slept fairly comfortably, except for getting up in the middle of the night to go to the toilet, An Rongyu didn't make any other fuss, thinking that he didn't bother him any more, and felt a little better.

At six o'clock the next morning, he woke up naturally again.First, he touched his forehead, which was about the same temperature as his hand. At this time, he didn't know if he still had a fever, but the headache still didn't go away.

Immediately afterwards, he felt the familiar plot of the lower body, and he secretly spat in his heart—people are so confused, and a certain place is still so energetic.

Fortunately, Yan Che was still asleep. He quickly recalled the isomerism of organic compounds that he had learned yesterday. After a few minutes, he finally calmed down.

Turning over slowly, Yan Che unexpectedly woke up.He walked straight over, put his hand on the patient's forehead, and sighed heavily.After putting the thermometer away, I went to brush my teeth and wash my face first.

After grooming and washing, the body temperature was also measured, and it was 39.1°C, which did not improve at all.Yan Che asked, "How do you feel?"

An Rongyu opened his mouth to speak, but found that his throat seemed to be closed. He couldn't say a word, so he could only touch his phone and quickly typed two words: "It's okay."

Yan Che only thought that his throat was dry and hoarse, so he took a cup of warm water and helped him up to feed him.Unexpectedly, in the process of drinking water, the hallucination of the long-closed just now turned out to be real, because the water flowed in, and immediately felt the tearing feeling of the throat being stretched.

It seems that the smell of blood after eating last night is not an illusion. It is probably that the sore throat was cut by hard rice grains, and then grew together at night, and it was stretched when drinking water.

There was no other way but to be sent to the doctor.Not to mention the persistent high fever, even this voice is enough for him to drink a pot.

Because I am not sure what tests to do after going to the hospital, I can only skip breakfast for the time being.After tidying up, Yan Che took him to the faculty hospital on the campus.Although the hospital is small, it is more than enough to see a person with a fever and a cold.

After some examinations, he was diagnosed with influenza A complicated by acute pharyngitis. Naturally, taking antibiotics to treat bacterial colds will not heal.Fortunately, he was sent to the doctor in time, otherwise, if he just let his high fever go, it might turn into pneumonia, and it would be even more troublesome to treat at that time.

The condition of the throat should be that there is a pus spot on the throat, which is pierced by hard food and forms a large area of ​​ulcers. The mucous membranes grow together during the healing process, so it is so painful to swallow.

After hearing that he had the flu, An Rongyu really wanted to slap himself hard, the flu virus is highly contagious, what if Yan Che also gets sick?

"Brother, I'm sorry." Enduring the severe pain of tearing the throat, An Rong said with red eyes.

Yan Che naturally didn't know the reason for his illness, and thought that the kid said these three words because he thought he was tired of taking care of him.Just as I was about to comfort him with a few words so that he would not think too much and heal his illness with peace of mind, I saw the elder sister of the nurse pushing the trolley over for the injection.

After the eldest sister finished pushing the needle, she adjusted the drip speed and said, "Student, when you come to visit the doctor these two days, you'd better wear a mask. Several other big hospitals in this city have been receiving them since yesterday. I have seen hundreds of influenza A patients, most of whom are students from major high schools in the city. This is the first case in our hospital, and the school may have to issue a notice asking you to wash your hands frequently and ventilate more.”

After explaining, the elder sister pushed the tool cart and left.Just as the two were about to chat, they received a call from the teacher in charge.The homeroom teacher first inquired about An Rongyu's condition, and after learning that he had been admitted to the hospital due to a persistent high fever, he sighed softly and said, "Several students in the class are like you, and they came to school with their burdens yesterday morning. As a result, I didn’t finish the first class, so I asked for leave and left.”

After a few more instructions to take a good rest, I hung up the phone.

Yan Che checked the local news for a while, and only then did he know that starting this morning, all middle schools have set up infrared thermometer measurement points at the school gates. Every student who enters the school must first have their body temperature checked, and they can only enter the school if there is no abnormality.

The vaccine is also being produced intensively, and it is expected that it will be distributed to major middle schools in two days for full vaccination.At this time, the Department of Infectious Diseases and Department of Respiratory Medicine of several large hospitals in Shang'an City were already overcrowded.

It seems that the virus should have been contracted at school a few days ago, but the cold bath and cold wind blowing that night caused the immunity to weaken, and then the disease occurred.

However, An Rongyu didn't feel that the psychological burden had become smaller. He was the one who killed him, and he was the one who almost made Yan Che sick.After watching the news, he tried to squeeze out another sentence: "Brother, you can go back, just order me a takeaway at meal time, there are too many sick people here, I'm afraid you will be infected."

After saying this, he felt the bloody smell in his throat getting stronger, and the tearing sensation in the mucous membrane made him almost cry - he absolutely didn't want to see Yan Che because he felt the same pain .

Yan Che just smiled, came over and touched his forehead, and said softly: "Hey, take a good rest, I'll go out for a while. At noon...can I just have porridge?"

He who still wanted to reject Yan Che, was speechless at this moment and could only silently nod his head.

After helping him adjust the TV, Yan Che turned around and walked out.When I got to the door of the ward, I folded back and added: "Watching the drip, remember to ring the bell next to the bed when it is almost finished. I will be back soon."

The author has something to say:

Why is sick writing so proficient?Because this is all personal experience oh yo yo!Everyone should pay more attention to your body!

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