The clothes are Chinese tunic suits with novel styles, and they are worn on Wensheng's body in a proper manner, which fits him well, and sets him a lot of energy.

Chu Zheng gave him the medicine first: "Drink the medicine first."

Hearing the sound and looking at the dark medicine, he didn't answer it.

"You want me to feed?"

Hearing: "..."

He quickly took the medicine, but still didn't drink it.

"Faster."

He closed his eyes and drank the medicine in one breath.

The bitterness spreads in the mouth and throat, and the bitterness seems to spread to the heart.

Chu Zheng took out a few candies from his pocket, spread out the palm of his hand, and handed it to him.

The sugar is colorful, fruity, and toffee...

After hearing the sound for a long while, he slowly raised his head and pointed his finger at himself.

A flattered panic flashed deep in his eyes.

Chu Zheng picked one directly, peeled it off and stuffed it into his mouth.

The sweetness of the candy spreads quickly, dispelling bitterness.

Chu Zheng put the rest in his palm, and stroked his palm with his fingertips: "After eating, ask me for it."

Chuzheng went out with a bowl and looked down at the candy in his palm.

It took a long time to slowly squeeze.

-

Ling Jun sent the porridge to Wensheng, and Wensheng cooperated this time and drank the porridge obediently.

After drinking the porridge, he looked at the door after hearing the sound.

Ling Jun looked at him and then outside the door, not knowing what he was looking at.

Ling Jun asked, "What are you looking at?"

Hearing no answer, he looked at the door intently.

"Do you want to leave?" Ling Jun guessed: "This is not okay, sister confessed, you have to recover from the illness before you can leave."

Hearing the sound, his eyes turned and slowly lowered his head.

Ling Jun scratched his head: "Well, take a rest, I'm out. Call me if you have something."

Hearing the sound, he nodded.

Ling Jun quickly packed up and went out.

Hearing the sound of the lock, his expression changed slightly, and he slowly got up and sat back on the bed, took out the candy from his pocket, and picked one out.

The medicine and rice that Wensheng sent were all sent by Ling Jun, and Chuzheng was not seen after hearing the sound the next day.

After taking the medicine obediently, the symptoms of the sound did not seem to be getting better. Instead, he started to cough, which was getting worse.

Ling Jun, a big man, didn't care at all at first, thinking that he would be well soon.

But the more he looked, the more wrong he got, he hurried to call Chuzheng over.

Chu Zheng came over and lay down on the bed, looking sad.

"Why didn't you come and tell me earlier?"

"...Sister, I don't know it will become so serious." He will get sick for a day or two, but he will soon recover.

Where did I know he would be like this...

And if you care about him, why don't you just come to see it! !

Is this to blame him? !

The village tyrant expressed grievances.

Chu Zheng helped Wen Sheng up: "Send to the hospital." What a quack doctor! Take her so much money to treat people like this!

"Sister, how are we going so late?"

There are no cars.

This is still an illness.

Chu Zheng rode his bike and let Wen Sheng sit behind him: "Can you hold me steady?"

Hearing the sound around Chuzheng's waist, the whole person was pressed on her body, before nodding for a while.

The night was thick, and the sound of the sound leaned against Chu Zheng, and the sound of the wind passed by his ears.

He suddenly stretched out his hand and put it in the air.

The wind passed through his fingertips...

Chuzheng pulled him back and said, "Looking for death? Who is the one who fell and died?" I have to go down and pick you up when I step on a horse!

Hearing the sound no longer be a demon, holding Chuzheng quietly.

-

The equipment at the county hospital is not good, but compared to a barefoot doctor, it is more professional.

"There is no separate ward?"

Four or five people live in this ward...

"No, the ward is tight." The nurse said.

"Can't add money?"

"Now we don't engage in the privileged class."

The nurse hung up some drops on Wensheng, explained that Chuzheng was watching, and then hurried away.

Chu Zheng didn't necessarily have to be in a separate ward, she just thought that the good person card might need to be quiet.

But the **** is as quiet as a chicken without any tasks.

It is estimated that privileges are really not allowed here.

When Chu Zheng looked at the sound, he had already fallen asleep.

Chuzheng pulled the curtain over, walked to the side and sat down, reaching out to hold his non-infusion hand.

-

He had a nightmare.

I woke up in a drowsy state, the air smelled of unpleasant disinfectant water, and the ceiling above my head was old and mottled with black and yellow marks.

Hearing the sound, he moved his finger and found that he was pressed.

He turned his head and saw the little girl lying next to him pressing his hand.

Hearing the sound, he dared not move again, for fear of awakening her.

The ward gradually became lively.

There were people coming in and out, others talking loudly and laughing constantly.

Chuzheng was so noisy that she moved her head, her eyes opened, her cold eyes met the sight of the sound.

The two silently looked at each other for a moment, and Chu Zheng sat up slowly, propped up the bed, and sat beside him.

Reached out and probed his forehead first.

Hearing the sound, he looked at her quietly, the hands held by the two of them did not let go, as if both of them had forgotten.

"The fever is gone." Chu Zheng said: "Do you want to eat?"

He shook his head.

"Then I'm going to eat." So hungry.

She ran so far at night and had tossed for so long. She now needs supplies.

Hearing: "..."

Chuzheng let go of hearing the sound, and first called the doctor over to see him. Outside the corridor, he encountered a bad village tyrant who had arrived in the morning.

Chuzheng asked them to go in and watch the sound. She went out to eat first.

Ling Jun brought people in.

Although they were still young, they were all tall and mammoth, and the ward was suddenly quiet.

-

After Chu Zheng had breakfast, he returned with the packed buns and handed them to Ling Jun.

Ling Jun looked at the person on the bed: "He doesn't eat?"

Chu Zheng: "He said he was not hungry."

"amount……"

Ling Jun scratched his head and distributed the things to others.

He just watched them eat. He didn't feel hungry just now, but he felt a little hungry when he smelled the fragrance.

Hearing the sound, he grasped the bed sheet, his fingers tightened and loosened, and finally lay down directly, looking sideways at the curtain.

Chuzheng went to the doctor to get the report. In general, there was no major problem.

But it is malnutrition and severe anemia, and if this continues, problems will occur.

"Is there any problem with his voice?" Chu Zheng asked the doctor.

"Voice?" The doctor wondered.

"He has been silent, can't he speak?"

The doctor said: "This has to be checked..."

Chuzheng took the sound to check, and it turned out that there was no problem.

He just doesn't want to talk.

Chuzheng took the report and returned to the ward. The bad village tyrant group sat in rows on the side of the ward, and no one spoke.

Hearing the sound and staring at them with big eyes.

When Chuzheng came back, his sight fell on her.

Chu Zheng went over and sat down, and when he saw that he was in good spirits, he asked him aloud.

"You live in Ling Dazhuang's house?"

Nodded after hearing the sound.

"His son bullied you?"

He heard the sound without nodding or shaking his head.

"What were you doing on the mountain that night?"

Obviously, this question cannot be answered after hearing the sound, so Chuzheng changed the way of asking.

"Someone asked you to go up the mountain?"

He shook his head.

"You go up the mountain by yourself?"

Nodded after hearing the sound.

"You fell by yourself?"

Nodded after hearing the sound... After a moment, he shook his head again.