Withered Broken Ice Blue

Chapter 162 The Secret About to Be Exposed

Chi Feiwan widened his eyes: "Third brother, what do you mean?"

Chi Yizhi approached Chi Feiwan step by step: "Wanwan, guess who is going home with that umbrella? It's Song Jinan."

He sneered: "I remember Wanwan said before that she and Song Jinan were friends, so the umbrella Song Jinan was holding should be yours."

Chi Feiwan stepped back, holding his hands in front of his chest: "Third brother, it was raining when I met Song Jinan, and she didn't have an umbrella. I happened to be not far from home, so I gave her the umbrella."

Chi Yizi suddenly stopped and said, "Little sister, you are really generous. You just gave me a custom-made umbrella worth tens of thousands of dollars."

In just a few seconds, Chi Yizi's way of addressing Chi Feiwan changed.

Chi Feiwan pursed his lips: "I..."

Chi Yizi was really angry this time: "Wanwan, is that umbrella really not important to you?"

"Sorry, Third Brother..." Chi Feiwan turned around quickly and closed the door.

Chi Feiwan leaned against the door, but she couldn't ignore the loud bang - it was the sound of a fist hitting the door!

As the punch landed, a tense and depressing atmosphere filled the whole room.

She tried to calm her breathing, but her panicked heart was still hard to calm down.

It would be a lie to say that I am not afraid. My third brother has always been an unpredictable person. He is like an unfathomable lake. On the surface, it seems calm, but the bottom of the lake may hide countless secrets and dangers. Or like the ever-changing weather, there is no telling what will happen next. This sense of unknown and uncertainty is what makes people feel the most frightened and uneasy.

During the first semester of my senior year in high school, National Day and Mid-Autumn Festival are combined into one, lasting eight days.

In previous holidays, Chi Yizi would return to Haicheng, but this year's National Day, Chi Yizi did not go back.

Chi Feiwan was a little uncomfortable.

On the third day of the National Day holiday, Chi Feiwan felt dizzy and as if he could fall asleep anytime and anywhere.

And my body is not feeling well either.

The temperature changes greatly during National Day in autumn.

Chi Feiwan cleaned up the kitchen and left a note: Third brother, I feel a little uncomfortable. I went to the hospital and will be back soon.

Chi Feiwan, who has lived alone in Beijing for many years, is familiar with the registration process.

However, the hospital is updating its technology very quickly. In the past, registration was done manually, but now people register directly through machines.

She was supposed to go to Song Jinan's bookstore to work part-time today, but because she had to see a doctor, she asked Song Jinan for sick leave.

When Chi Feiwan arrived at the hospital, he saw Song Jinan standing outside the hospital.

She ran over with a smile on her face: "Why are you here?"

"As your boss, I have to show some concern when my employees take leave." Song Jinan smiled.

Chi Feiwan felt warm in his heart, "Thank you, I might just have a cold."

Colds often occur unexpectedly, and you don't even know how you caught them.

"You don't look well." Song Jinan looked worried.

Chi Feiwan touched his forehead and found it was a little hot: "I caught a cold again."

"Let's go and take a look first." Song Jinan said with a smile.

Song Jinan often brings his mother to the hospital, so he is very familiar with the registration process.

The heating was on in the hospital. Song Jinan was wearing a very thick sweatshirt and was sweating a little.

He operated the machine according to the steps above, raised one arm and rolled up his sleeves.

Chi Feiwan accidentally glanced at the bruise on his arm: "Song Jinan, what's the matter with this bruise on your hand?"

In fact, it's not just on the wrist, Song Jinan also has a little wound at the corner of her lips.

Song Jinan avoided his gaze and explained hesitantly, "Nothing...nothing, I just bumped into him accidentally."

However, Chi Feiwan keenly noticed his abnormality. She stared at Song Jinan closely, as if she wanted to see the truth through his eyes.

"Song Jinan, you won't look at me when you lie." Chi Feiwan's tone was firm and unquestionable.

After a moment of silence with his head down, Song Jinan finally spoke slowly, "I was moving things in the bookstore by myself and those things were heavy, so I accidentally bumped into them."

Chi Feiwan frowned slightly. She could sense that Song Jinan was hiding something, but since he didn't want to say more, she didn't ask. "Then you should be more careful in the future."

At this time, Chi Feiwan's name sounded in the call system.

She glanced at the screen and went to the clinic with Song Jinan.

The doctor was an experienced female doctor, very old, wearing a pair of framed glasses. She glanced at Chi Feiwan and asked, "Girl, where do you feel uncomfortable?"

Chi Feiwan told the doctor everything about his physical condition.

"Girl, let me take your temperature first."

The doctor took out a thermometer and asked Chi Feiwan to put it under his armpit.

Five minutes later, the doctor took out the thermometer and saw that the temperature was 38.5 degrees.

"You have a fever, little girl. Have you caught a cold recently?" asked the doctor.

"Maybe I caught a cold when I took a shower last night." Chi Feiwan replied.

"Oh, let's do a blood test first to see if it's viral or bacterial," the doctor said as he wrote out the prescription.

Chi Feiwan nodded, took the form, and went with Song Jinan to pay the fee and have blood drawn.

While waiting for the results, Chi Feiwan felt even more dizzy. She sat on the chair with her head leaning against the wall.

"Wanwan, are you okay?" Song Jinan asked with concern.

"I feel dizzy..." Chi Feiwan said weakly.

Song Jinan felt a little distressed. He patted Chi Feiwan's back gently and comforted him, "The results will be out soon, just hold on a little longer."

There were not many people in the hospital today and the report results came out quickly.

The nurse called Chi Feiwan's name and put the test results on the diagnosis form: "Little sister, give this to the doctor. You can give it to her directly. You don't have to report again and wait."

"it is good."

Chi Feiwan could not understand all the specific terms in the test report.

She and Song Jinan were both science students with good biology skills, and could barely understand a little bit, but when it came to the numbers at the end, that was not certain.

The two returned to the clinic, and the doctor looked at the test results. "It's a bacterial fever. I'll prescribe some medicine for you. Take it on time. If the fever doesn't go down after taking the medicine, come to the hospital for a follow-up visit."

The doctor quickly wrote out the prescription and said, "But, girl, do you have insomnia?"

"A little bit."

The doctor took the test report and looked at it again. The value in one column was a little abnormal: "You said you have insomnia, so have you taken sleeping pills?"

Chi Feiwan shook his head.

Although sleeping pills can temporarily solve insomnia, they are medicine, and as a high school student, she still understands the principle that all medicines are poisonous.

The doctor glanced at Chi Feiwan's information on the computer. The school he attended was listed as Beijing No. 1 Middle School. "Child, are you under too much pressure from studying?"

Doctors have also seen many people of Chi Feiwan's age secretly commit suicide by taking sleeping pills, many of which were caused by pressure from studies or parents.

She shook her head again: "I haven't taken any sleeping pills. I haven't even bought any of these."

"Your basophil count is a little high. This is usually caused by medication, or other factors such as allergies, infections, endocrine disorders, etc." The doctor took out a note and said, "Come back to the hospital for another checkup in a week. During this time, stay up less late and pay attention to your sleep quality. When you come back that day, we will do a comprehensive checkup." [1]

"it is good."

"Go get the medicine." The doctor gave them the prescription.

Chi Feiwan and Song Jinan went to the pharmacy together to get the medicine, and then left the hospital.

"Thank you, Song Jinan." Chi Feiwan said sincerely.

"Why are you being so polite to me?" Song Jinan said with a smile, "I'll take you home."

Chi Feiwan nodded. She was indeed feeling very uncomfortable and had no strength to walk.

Song Jinan helped Chi Fei get into a taxi at night and protected her all the way back home.

"Get enough rest and don't stay up late," Song Jinan reminded worriedly.

Chi Feiwan nodded and watched Song Jinan leave.

But she was thinking about the glass of milk she drank before going to bed every day.