: Death of Love ()

"Zhang Lang, Zhang Lang?" Seeing the strange red spots covered with Zhang Lang's body, Xie Lin was stunned and panicked. He shook Zhang Lang and screamed a few times.

During the years he lived with Lao Mao, he followed Lao Mao to the mountains to collect herbs every few days. With his eyes and eyes, he also learned some knowledge about medicine and recognized many common diseases, but he had never seen Zhang Lang before.

However, Zhang Lang was still closed his eyes and was confused, and had no reaction to Xie Lin's call.

Xie Lin, who was at a loss for a moment, couldn't help but turn his head to look at the little monster opposite.

The little monster tilted his head and looked at Zhang Lang steadily, looking a little curious and confused.

Isn't it really done? To be honest, Xie Lin also thinks that this should have nothing to do with the little monster. After all, the little monster hasn't done anything just now. If it smells weird, he should have smelled it. But Xie Lin was still a little puzzled, wondering why Zhang Lang suddenly became like this since it was not done by the little monster.

If it weren't for the erythema of Zhang Lang's body, Xie Lin could not even help but suspect that Zhang Lang was like this because he had taken too much action just now and really injured Zhang Lang.

After thinking for a while, Xie Lin suddenly came to his senses and realized that it was not the time to think randomly, so he quickly picked up the Piaotianwenwen on the table next to him, which was in a bad state and could not connect to the other party.

Shelin dialed it again, but the result was still the same.

He was stunned for a moment, then put down Zhang Lang, walked to the balcony, and looked out the window.

Outside the window, there was already strong wind and heavy rain. Obviously, the typhoon mentioned in the weather forecast had officially landed in the province, and the school was also affected. In such weather, the mobile phone signal was naturally not very good, so it was not surprising that Xie Lin's copycat phone could not be called.

He hurriedly came back, searched Zhang Lang, trying to find Zhang Lang's cell phone to call an emergency number. However, he searched it, but found that Zhang Lang had no cell phone on his body.

Shelin couldn't help but be stunned.

However, after a short while, he suddenly stood up, took a coat from the closet, stuffed it into his schoolbag, and then slapped the schoolbag across his shoulder. Then he walked back to Zhang Lang, squatted down, hugged Zhang Lang's waist, and with a roar, he lifted Zhang Lang directly, put it on his shoulder, and then resisted Xie Lin out of the door.

Just as he was about to close the dormitory door, the little thing also followed him out.

Xie Lin couldn't help but be stunned, and then quickly said, "Go back, don't follow me!"

The little thing stood upright with his hind legs, looking at Xie Lin blankly, then shook his head slightly, as if he was a little reluctant.

"Go back quickly and stay in the house." Xie Lin said again.

The little guy's eyes turned, then he turned around and jumped back into the room.

Xie Lin immediately closed the door, took a long breath, and ran to the end of the corridor with a small step against Zhang Lang, and quickly went downstairs.

When he arrived at the first floor, Xie Lin ran directly to a small compartment next to a garage, knocked heavily on the window, and shouted: "Aunt Zhang! Aunt Zhang!"

In this small compartment, the dormitory manager of their dormitory building was living. His surname was Zhang. He was a middle-aged woman in his fifties. Usually, Xie Lin and the others called her Aunt Zhang.

Soon Aunt Zhang opened the door. As soon as she saw Xie Lin and the others, she couldn't help but exclaim: "Oh, what's wrong with you?"

"My classmate is in an acute illness. Can you help call the hospital? My phone cannot be connected." Xie Lin briefly said.

"Okay, come in quickly and let him lie down first." Aunt Zhang nodded immediately, turned around and went back to the house, and asked Xie Lin to go in quickly and put Zhang Lang on the bed first.

When Xie Lin put down Zhang Lang, Aunt Zhang saw Zhang Lang with a blushing face and couldn't help but look surprised: "What disease does he have? How could this happen?"

"I don't know either." Xie Lin smiled bitterly.

Aunt Zhang nodded and picked up the phone on the table, but at this moment she looked embarrassed: "By the way, my phone can only call the school, or I can call the school infirmary first." "Okay." Xie Lin nodded quickly.

But after Aunt Zhang dialed the phone number in the infirmary, no one answered the phone there.

Aunt Zhang dialed it again.

Still no one answered.

"It can't be done. It seems that there is no one in the infirmary, so I guess I'm going home." Aunt Zhang couldn't help but feel disappointed.

"Do you have a cell phone?" Xie Lin asked hurriedly.

"Yes, really, I forgot about this." Aunt Zhang hurriedly opened the table drawer, took out her cell phone, and called 120.

But unexpectedly, her cell phone couldn't be called.

"Why can't I get through?" Aunt Zhang murmured with a puzzled look on her face, and re-dialed it again, but the result was still the same, and the phone jumped automatically.

"The signal is not good." Xie Lin smiled bitterly, and his heart also calmed down.

what to do?

The nearest hospital is several miles away from the school. Now it is windy and rainy outside, and it is pitch black, so it is impossible to send Zhang Lang to you. More importantly, even if you send it, Zhang Lang will definitely be wet. God knows whether it will aggravate the condition.

Aunt Zhang was also at a loss. She walked to Zhang Lang, touched Zhang Lang's forehead, and exclaimed again: "It's so hot, is he still having a fever?"

After saying that, she quickly turned around and took her towel, scalded it with boiling water, wrung it dry and shook it cooled down, and put it on Zhang Lang's forehead to cool it down.

Xie Lin pulled up Zhang Lang's T-shirt and looked at it. When he saw it, he couldn't help but take a breath of air conditioning.

Zhang Lang's red spots became more red spots on his body, and around his navel, the flower-shaped red spots also became larger. They had changed from the size of a fist to the size of a palm, and the color had become much darker. They were originally bright red, but now they have become a little dark red.

Aunt Zhang was also stunned and murmured, "What disease is this?"

Shelin shook his head and frowned.

But a few seconds later, he suddenly exclaimed, his face showing a strange look, and something suddenly sounded.

After pondering for a while, he suddenly said to Aunt Zhang: "Aunt Zhang, do you have a flashlight here?"

"Some." Aunt Zhang nodded immediately, and then opened the drawer and found a small flashlight.

For the dormitory manager, this flashlight is a must-have item for checking nights at night.

Xie Lin took the flashlight and said solemnly: "Aunt Zhang, please help me find a bowl, an egg and two cloves of garlic."

"Eggs, garlic?" Aunt Zhang said, "What do you want to do?"

"Yes, I'll be useful later." Xie Linze just nodded, put down his schoolbag, took out his coat from his schoolbag, covered it on Zhang Lang, and then rushed out of the dormitory building in the rain with a flashlight.

"What are you going to do? It's so rainy?" Aunt Zhang was surprised and shouted to Xie Lin.

"Auntie, remember to find eggs and garlic..." Xie Lin rushed into the darkness and disappeared.

After running out of the dormitory building, Xie Lin turned around the road and ran north. After running fifty or sixty meters, he came to a ditch about ten meters wide.

The student dormitories of their school are divided into two districts, north and south, and this ditch is separated by the middle.

There is no source of live water in this ditch. During the dry season, it is almost covered with sludge and even aquatic plants do not grow. It is now the rainy season, with abundant rainfall, but there is also a lot of sewage. Shelin can smell a stinking when he stands beside him.

He stood by the ditch for a while, after hesitating for a while, he put down his flashlight, resolutely took off his sweatshirt and pants, and only wore a pair of shorts, and jumped into the ditch.

After jumping into the ditches, the stinky smell of the sewage immediately became stronger, making Shelin almost feel disgusted.

But Xie Lin did not climb out, but walked carefully towards the center of the ditches. When the sewage had already reached his chest, he stopped and then stood there quietly, motionless, like a sculpture.

After more than ten minutes of this, Xie Lin let out a long breath, walked back to the edge of the ditch, climbed up the shore, and then found his clothes and pants, but he didn't put them on. He took a flashlight and ran towards the dormitory quickly.

When he returned to the dormitory building, he shouted outside the cubicle: "Aunt Zhang, help me get a pair of scissors, a kitchen knife is fine."

Aunt Zhang walked out after hearing the sound, and an old man in his sixties was following her.

Xie Lin also recognized this old man, who was Aunt Zhang's wife, surnamed Liu, and worked as a dormitory manager in the dormitory No. 3 opposite. Usually, Xie Lin and the others called him Uncle Liu or Teacher Liu.

Aunt Zhang and Mr. Liu were stunned when they saw Xie Lin, who was almost naked and covered in mud.

"Xiao Xie, what's wrong with you? You fell into the river?" Aunt Zhang asked in surprise.

"No." Xie Lin smiled slightly and said, "Aunt Zhang, are there scissors?"

"Yes, yes." Although Aunt Zhang was still full of doubts, she turned around and walked in. After a while, she took a pair of large scissors and came over, "Is this OK?"

"It's just right." Shelin nodded, but after the big scissors, he looked down at himself.

And Aunt Zhang and Mr. Liu suddenly exclaimed: "Oh, you have leeches on your body, get them off quickly."

On Schelling's left calf and waist, he actually sucked two black-brown leeches the size of a little finger!

"It's okay." Xie Lin seemed not surprised at all and asked again: "Aunt Zhang, give me a bowl."

Aunt Zhang quickly turned around and brought out a white bowl.

Shelin took the white bowl, lowered his head, opened the scissors, scraped off the two leeches on his body, and put them in the bowl.

"What are you going to do?" Aunt Zhang and Mr. Liu couldn't help but wonder and said with a curious look on their faces.

Xie Linze just smiled, walked out the door, took some rain, washed the two leeches, and then asked, "Aunt Zhang, have you found eggs and garlic?"

Aunt Zhang nodded immediately, turned around and took out an egg and two cloves of garlic, and smiled and said, "Fortunately, our hometown of Liu is in the northeast, and this garlic is a common thing. Even if you eat white rice, you will chew a clove."

Schelling nodded, first took the egg, tapped it gently on the edge of the white bowl, and the egg shell suddenly cracked. Then he shook the egg, letting the egg white flow into the bowl, and the egg yolk remained in the egg shell.

Then he produced two cloves of garlic, crushed them hard, and put them in a white bowl.

Aunt Zhang and Mr. Liu looked at him in surprise, not understanding what Xie Lin was going to do.

Xie Linze asked Aunt Zhang for another pair of chopsticks and stirred the garlic, leech and egg white in the bowl vigorously.

With the stirring of chopsticks, the leech was stirred and the egg white gradually turned brown.

Xie Lin quickly walked into the house again and came to Zhang Lang who was still unconscious. He asked Aunt Zhang and Uncle Liu to help him, pinch Zhang Lang's mouth, and then poured the egg white into Zhang Lang's mouth.

Although Aunt Zhang and Mr. Liu were full of doubts and concerns, they did not ask much when they saw Xie Lin's solemn and serious look.

After feeding Zhang Lang with egg whites, Xie Lin poured the remaining two rotten leeches and garlic into his hands, clasped his hands together and rubbed them hard for a few times. After rubbing the leeches and garlic thoroughly, then applied them to the large red spots around Zhang Lang's navel.

After finishing the painting, Xie Lin breathed a sigh of relief and stood beside Zhang Lang waiting quietly, but couldn't help feeling a little nervous.

Soon, the red spots on Zhang Lang's body began to gradually become smaller, and his eyes became lighter.
To be continued...