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"Fuck." Jiang Kuo stopped and turned around and looked at Duan Feifan.

It was beyond his expectation that Duan Feifan would say such words. Although he always hoped that Duan Feifan could make a request in ease, he acted as a spoiled person and acted as a scoundrel, but he could do anything, but when facing Duan Feifan like this, he was shocked in addition to ecstasy.

However... Duan Feifan said that he was dizzy when he was shopping in the night market, and he slowly returned to his usual appearance and could not see any discomfort. Jiang Kuo felt that his dizziness had passed, just take a good night's sleep.

So now Duan Feifan said that he didn't halo but wanted to vomit. Jiang Kuo couldn't tell for a while. Is this true or is it just Duan Feifan lying to him. But no matter what the situation is, it's all delighted.

"What?" Jiang Kuo turned around happily and walked to the door 107, looking at Duan Feifan.

Duan Feifan didn't say anything, and his expression was not very uncomfortable.

"My?" Jiang Kuo asked.

Duan Feifan was stunned for a moment and seemed to want to laugh. But when the smile just came out of the corner of his mouth, he suddenly pushed open the door of 107, and rushed into the toilet without even turning on the light.

Jiang Kuo followed into the house, turned on the light, and stood at the door of the toilet waiting.

Duan Feifan retching twice and then there was no movement.

"... Didn't you spit it out?" Jiang Kuo asked.

"Yes." Duan Feifan responded.

"It's more similar," said Jiang Kuo. "I'll buy some medicine. Are you taking it bad? If I go to buy medicine, what medicine should I buy? Or can I describe it to the pharmacy?"

After asking this question, Duan Feifan did not answer. After a while, he heard the sound of him washing.

Jiang Kuo lowered his head and turned on his cell phone, intending to check his symptoms.

Before he could find out, Duan Feifan came out, leaned against the toilet door frame, and wiped the water from his face: "No need to buy medicine."

"I vomited all of them." Jiang Kuo said.

"This is because of dizziness, I feel a little bit of vomiting," Duan Feifan walked out, leaned on the recliner, closed his eyes and let out a long breath. "It should be because I didn't sleep yesterday, so I felt uncomfortable, dizzy, and dizzy, it was like a motion sickness, and I would want to vomit."

"I understand," Jiang Kuo pulled a chair and sat next to him, "Do you want to lie on the bed for a while?"

"If you want to vomit this energy, go ahead," Duan Feifan said, "Or you have to run down, it's too troublesome."

I can carry you.

Jiang Kuo remembered the last time Duan Feifan had a fever. Although he didn't have a very successful back, he was bare and couldn't use any effort.

He glanced at Duan Feifan's leg.

"I thought you were better when I visited the night market," Jiang Kuo put his gaze back on Duan Feifan's face, "I didn't see it at all."

"I'm afraid of disappointment. I won't hold on without pigs. No matter how many people say they are, they will come to help for free," Duan Feifan said. "I ignored them the night before, and I felt uncomfortable with half of them the next day."

"You are the ability to pretend to be fine," said Jiang Kuo, "and it's perfect."

Duan Feifan smiled and said nothing.

"I'm afraid of causing trouble for others, I'll train it." Jiang Kuo said.

Duan Feifan smiled and sighed, and was silent for a while before turning his head to look at him: "I have been like this since I was a child, and I'm used to it. After all, no matter what, it's a burden to me at any family."

Duan Feifan rarely takes the initiative to say such things. Jiang Kuo usually just talks when he is anxious.

Jiang Kuo looked at him: "Even if that's the case, it was the same as before, but it won't be the same in the future."

"Yes." Duan Feifan nodded, "I want to drink water."

"Wait," Jiang Kuo stood up, "I'll pour it for you."

When Jiang Kuo poured the water into the cup, he realized that there was no hot water in the thermos bottle during the holidays.

"What should I do?" Jiang Kuo said, "There is no hot water."

Duan Feifan closed his eyes and smiled for a long time: "Jiang Kuo, have you never fetched boiled water?"

"...Damn!" Jiang Kuo suddenly reacted, "I really didn't. I never thought about this."

"Go to Uncle Zhao's place to get a pot first," Duan Feifan said, "Everyone is back today, so there must be not enough water."

"Okay." Jiang Kuo turned around and walked out.

"Quiet." Duan Feifan said.

"Okay." Jiang Kuo nodded and tiptoed for no reason.

Duan Feifan couldn't help laughing behind him: "Well? It's quietly, not stealing."

Jiang Kuo stuttered and walked out of the dormitory.

Uncle Zhao is hot in his duty room, and Duan Feifan brought him a lot of dishes today.

"Eat something?" Uncle Zhao immediately waved to him when he saw him.

"I won't eat anymore, I'm still holding on," Jiang Kuo smiled, "Uncle, do you have hot water here? Duan Feifan's house has no hot water."

"Yes, take that green pot, take it." Uncle Zhao said.

"Thank you uncle." Jiang Kuo said.

"The new Niu Sandao store will open tomorrow, right?" Uncle Zhao asked.

"Well," said Jiang Kuo, "Are you going in the afternoon?"

"I can't go, Duan Laosan told me," said Uncle Zhao, "It's too far, I still have to be on duty here... I've gone so far."

"There's no way," said Jiang Kuo, "I can't find a suitable storefront."

"Yes," Uncle Zhao nodded, "The people in the old market are all here and there. All the people we always drink before have dispersed, and they probably won't be able to gather in the future."

"When you rest, let Duan Feifan drive you to the new store to find Duan Laosan." Jiang Kuo said.

"Do you call Duan Laosan?" Uncle Zhao laughed, "He will beat you up if he wants to be ten years younger."

Jiang Kuo took Uncle Zhao's kettle and quietly returned to 107. Duan Feifan leaned on the recliner with his eyes closed.

"Are you asleep?" Jiang Kuo asked, "Are you still pretending to be asleep?"

"It's not that dizzy when you're closed." Duan Feifan said.

"Do you still want to vomit?" Jiang Kuo poured the hot water into the cup and gave it to Duan Feifan.

Duan Feifan took the cup, and his lips touched the water in the cup, and he shuddered and sat upright.

"What's wrong?" Jiang Kuo was shocked.

"...Put some cold water for me." Duan Feifan said, "I'm so tired that I'm so tired."

"Forgot," Jiang Kuo felt that he was in a hurry as soon as he took care of the people. He went over and picked up Duan Feifan's pot, thought about it and put it down again, "It's been several days since this water?"

"Well," Duan Feifan said, "die some tap water."

This scene is very familiar with this suggestion about tap water. Jiang Kuo went to the washbasin and poured some tap water into the cup.

Duan Feifan drank a glass of water in one breath.

"Do you have a fever?" Jiang Kuo asked.

"No burning," Duan Feifan said, "It's okay if you sleep for a while, mainly because you haven't had a good sleep."

"The 50,000 yuan cannot be compensated!" Jiang Kuo was very upset, "You post a message on your Moments to indicate that you are tired and sick."

"Dong Kun and the others have to laugh at me to death." Duan Feifan said with a smile.

"It's only visible to Mr. Jiang," said Jiang Kuo, "He usually reads his circle of friends when he's fine."

"It's so exciting to cheat my father." Duan Feifan said.

"The child is used to play, and the father is used to cheat." Jiang Kuo said.

"It's okay," Duan Feifan smiled, "It's good to have an illness. My uncle said that people who are not sick are serious illnesses. People who often have minor illnesses will not easily get sick."

"What is this a fallacy?" Jiang Kuo sat back on the chair and looked at him.

"It's... quite good." Duan Feifan said.

Jiang Kuo didn't say anything anymore, Duan Feifan also closed his eyes, probably not getting dizzy yet.

The room became very quiet, and you could clearly hear the laughter of people who were not sleeping in other dormitories outside. Today, everyone just came back, and Uncle Zhao didn't care and let them make a fuss.

The role models are still gathering in the dormitory, and have not arrived at 107.

very good.

If a group of people were piled up here, Jiang Kuo would not have a chance to sit here and stare at Duan Feifan.

Duan Feifan said it was good to be sick.

Jiang Kuo could understand what he meant.

It's pretty good. Without this, neither he nor Duan Feifan knew when he would have the chance to experience such a change.

Jiang Kuo felt that he had made so many decisions since he was a child, and only this time was the most correct one.

The uncertainty and insecurity that suddenly filled the two of them pushed them forward unconsciously like waves.

"It seems to be better." Duan Feifan opened his eyes.
To be continued...