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Chapter 43 Mountain and River Cone...
Chapter 43 Mountain and River Cone...
Zhao Yunlan had no choice but to hold Shen Wei's arm and drag him up half-supporting and half-holding. Fortunately, Shen Wei's wine seems to be pretty good, and he is just silent after drinking too much. Drunk crazy.
Zhao Yunlan made a fuss, first settled the others hastily, and finally supported Shen Wei and opened the door of the room next to him.
He put Shen Wei next to the room and let him sit up by himself, looking at Professor Shen's blank dazed face, he couldn't help reaching out and rubbing his head: "If you can't drink, you can stop the wine for others, why? Is there such a heartless person as you?"
Shen Wei raised his head with his movements and looked at him without blinking.
"Wait, I'll find you a towel to wipe your face." Zhao Yunlan said, walked into the bathroom, took out the towels provided by the hotel, one was soaked in cold water, the other was soaked in hot water, and he was about to give it to the other one. The drunk cat turned around and was startled at first—Shen Wei stood behind him unknowingly, leaning against the door, without making a sound, just staring at him like that.
His gaze was so deep that it was almost oppressive.
Zhao Yunlan handed a towel to Shen Wei: "Here."
Shen Wei seemed to be sluggish, and after a while, he slowly raised his hand, but he went over the towel directly, grabbed Zhao Yunlan's wrist, and pulled him towards him with brute force.
Zhao Yunlan had long felt that something was wrong with Shen Wei and the atmosphere was unusual, but his attitude towards this matter was very happy, and he didn't resist at all, and was easily pulled over.
Shen Wei pressed him hard against the wall, almost biting his lips.
Zhao Yunlan tasted the smell of blood almost immediately, which made him excited. He calmly hugged Shen Wei's back, and his dexterous fingers drilled in along the hem of Shen Wei's clothes, stroking him ambiguous. On the back of his hand, he felt that the skin in his hand was a little lower than the body temperature of ordinary people, like a warm nephrite... Except this piece of 'nephrite' was roughly tearing his clothes.
Zhao Yunlan raised his head indulgently, and he tore it as he wished, but one hand continued to go down, maliciously reaching into Shen Wei's back waist, and peeking down his trousers.
But before he could figure it out, the whole person was suddenly hugged by the waist. He was caught off guard, his feet off the ground, he made a quick circle in the air, and then he leaned back and was pressed heavily on the ground. on the chuáng.
The big bed rang overwhelmedly. Fortunately, the pillows on the hotel bed were soft and thick, and it didn't hurt to fall. Zhao Yunlan gave a half-truth, "Ouch", and gently wiped his lips with his fingers. The blood stained, and sneered: "Baby, you are too hot."
Shen Wei looked down at him condescendingly, his dark eyes rolled with unspeakable, but intense emotions that were about to overflow.
There was a thin layer of light red on his face, and it looked even more beautiful in the dim light. Zhao Yunlan felt a throbbing in his heart, raised his hand and took off his glasses, sat up halfway, and buckled Shen Wei's waist into his own. In his arms, he pulled down his collar, slid his hand down the collar of his shirt, lit all the way, and unbuttoned him all the way, revealing the man's pale but not frail body.
Zhao Yunlan's eyes darkened, he slowly kissed his chest, and said softly with a nasal voice: "I plan to let you go, this is your own hug."
When his voice fell, Shen Wei suddenly grabbed his shoulders and pushed him away a bit, then leaned in and bit Zhao Yunlan's throat, clasped his wrist tightly, and pressed it hard on the bed.
Zhao Yunlan felt that the person on his body was breathing more and more rapidly, as if he wanted to swallow himself.
Zhao Yunlan was a little surprised that he was so enthusiastic and active, and being bitten by him was a little uncomfortable, so he couldn't help laughing softly and wriggled gently: "Okay baby, don't worry, you..."
Who knew that this little action of his was like triggering some kind of mechanism, Shen Wei's action immediately changed from slightly rough to crazy, a hand suddenly passed under his chest, and slammed Zhao Yunlan The arm that pushed him was folded behind him and wrapped around the back of his neck, as if he was going to strangle him.
Zhao Yunlan was forced to look up, feeling that the old bone had a "click" sound.
Shen Wei came over, his icy fingers pinched his chin, and a predatory kiss fell to his face. The lights in the room snapped off by themselves, and only the man's low, unbearable gasp could be heard in the darkness. It is a fierce shòu who has been starved for many years.
The shirt that had not buttoned a few buttons "squeaked" and was cut open by something.
"Uh... it's over, baby... Shen Wei!"
Although Zhao Yunlan was hot in his heart, he didn't intend to accompany him to go crazy with alcohol.
After his low drink, all Shen Wei's movements suddenly stopped, and then he silently fell into Zhao Yunlan's arms, and immediately stopped, the light in the hotel room seemed to be pressed Switch, swipe the floor, and light up again.
Zhao Yunlan was blinded by the light, stretched out his hand to move his painfully twisted shoulder, and caught Shen Wei, his original interest was almost gone, he smiled wryly: "You are crazy, but It's extraordinary..."
Before finishing this sentence, Zhao Yunlan's voice suddenly stopped, his eyes widened suddenly, the smell of alcohol all over his body evaporated from his pores almost instantly, and he was awakened by shock.
In the quiet room, he couldn't hear Shen Wei's breathing!
Zhao Yunlan immediately put his hand on Shen Wei's neck for more than ten seconds without feeling the other's heartbeat.
The blush on Shen Wei's face had not disappeared, but it seemed that he had turned into a corpse.
"Shen Wei, Shen Wei!" Zhao Yunlan turned him over and patted his face hard. Seeing that Shen Wei didn't respond, he immediately pressed his chest and performed CPR several times.
But the man lying on the bed was like a dummy, and it never changed.
"Fuck!" Zhao Yunlan jumped off the bed, picked up the phone that had just been thrown away, hurriedly put the dropped battery in and turned it on again, called the emergency number, and after a few words and a few words, he hurried back to the phone again. The doctor's reminder went down and turned over Shen Wei's luggage - if the other party really has a chronic illness, he may take medicine with him.
It was at this moment that Zhao Yunlan accidentally swept across his torn shirt.
From the left shoulder to the lower right abdomen, there was an obliquely long slit, and he tore his thick winter shirt into two parts. , recognize that this is the trace of a sharp weapon.
Shen Wei's hands were naturally empty, and he didn't even have a nail clipper. Where did the "sharp weapon" come from?
Zhao Yunlan was already half-drunk, and he turned his head slightly before he was shocked again. It was not until this moment that rationality returned to the cage - people don't stop breathing and heartbeat at the same time without any warning, even if it is a sudden myocardial infarction , There are corresponding symptoms when the attack occurs, and Shen Wei is like the light in this room. It seems that there is a switch. Once he presses it, his whole body is out of power.
Zhao Yunlan glanced back at the person lying on the bed, frowned, and then took out a black notepad from his laptop bag. He walked slowly to the bed and took out a note from both sides of the cover of the notepad. Huáng the paper talisman, picked up another piece of Shen Wei's hair, quietly rolled it up with the paper talisman, hung it on the notebook and set it on fire, and the finely shredded paper ashes fell into the notebook, like fine salt sprinkled into water. , and disappeared immediately.
After a while, a line of writing appeared on the paper of the fainted notebook: Dasha, a soulless person.
Zhao Yunlan's face didn't change, but his expression suddenly became serious. He pressed one hand between the pages and asked in a low voice, "Where does this person come from?"
The handwriting on the paper flickered and then disappeared. This time it took a little longer, a long time, before another line of words appeared.
"The place a thousand feet under the huáng spring is indescribable."
Zhao Yunlan's face tensed for a while.
After a while, he quietly cleaned up the scene, then got a few small pins out of nowhere, pinned the rag-like shirt from the inside, and rewrapped the coat that was taken off and thrown aside because of the smell of alcohol. superior.
The ambulance arrived not long after, everyone was alerted, and there was another chaos before Shen Wei was carried away.
The students seemed to have lost their backbone, panicked and didn't know what to do. Zhao Yunlan insisted that they were all left behind. He gave Lin Jing a look and asked him to take good care of him, while he followed. past.
Shen Wei's heartbeat remained unresponsive, and the doctors were busy inside as if they were fighting for their lives. Zhao Yunlan waited silently, knowing that there was nothing wrong with that person's body. For the time being dormant or leaving the soul, there is such a terrifying symptom.
He turned a hand behind his back and rubbed a paper talisman asking God. The paper talisman ignited silently in the palm of his hand. Zhao Yunlan tapped three or four of them, but Shen Wei still didn't respond.
Little by little, the doctors almost thought it was a dead man.
Zhao Yunlan calmed down, lit the fifth talisman, and meditated in his heart: "Wufang Soul, answer my call."
After reciting it three times, the burning paper talisman "swiped" brightly, and the corpse-like Shen Wei suddenly trembled violently. Zhao Yunlan heard someone shouting over there, "There is a heartbeat! There is a heartbeat!"
He just let out a long breath, and calmly gathered a handful of paper ashes into the palm of his hand and hid it in his pocket.
Shen Wei had no intention of waking up for the time being.
The ambulance pulled Shen Wei into the hospital at 3:00 in the middle of the night, and checked it in a mess, but did not find a cause. Because Zhao Yunlan didn't wake up for a while, he called the emergency number because of his brain disability, which caused this result. In the cold winter and twelfth lunar month, he shivered with him.
In the end, even Brother Lang was also alarmed. Brother Lang didn't expect that he could really drink people into the hospital, so he had to run to the hospital with sincerity and fear, and was persuaded to go back by Zhao Yunlan. The color of the melon has turned, and it has become a trembling autumn melon.
When Shen Wei woke up, he was stuffed with all kinds of tubes. He was stunned for a moment, as if he couldn't remember what happened before. He sat up and started to dismantle the things on his body.
"I'm afraid you will have to stay in the hospital for another two days." A voice came from the corner, and then Shen Wei saw Zhao Yunlan sitting there. He was wrapped in a military coat that he didn't know where he got it from Holding a steaming mug.
"Hospital?" Shen Wei was stunned for a while, then his face changed, "I...Did I drink too much?"
Zhao Yunlan said: "It's not just that you drink too much, you drink so much that your breathing and heartbeat stop."
"I……"
Shen Wei didn't expect his alcohol intake to be so bad, he was searching his stomach to find an excuse for himself, Zhao Yunlan gently put the glass aside: "But I really blame me for this, I was dizzy at the time., I was startled again, I didn't see clearly, so I rashly called the emergency call, maybe I'll ask you to cooperate a little in the hospital these few days..."
Shen Wei was feeling that the more he listened, the more wrong it was.
After listening to Zhao Yunlan's voice, he paused for a while, and after completing the sentence, he said, "...Sir."