Chapter 827

Ning Shu entered the dormitory without turning on the light. He went directly into the bathroom and washed his dirty clothes.

"Chen Jianan, I said if you are sick, if you play computer games or wash clothes at night, you can't stop and stop." Fang Menghan shouted angrily, "don't you want to sleep?"

Ning Shu ignored Fang Menghan, hung his clothes on the balcony, and then began to blow his hair with a hair dryer.

"Did you do it on purpose?" Fang Menghan opened the curtain and shouted at Ning Shu.

"I can't sleep with my hair wet." Ning Shu blew his hair half dry and began to practice sitting on the bed.

I fell asleep while practicing.

A pair of robbed Yang Yuhui slept in the alley all night.

When he woke up in the morning, the sun was so high that Yang Yuhui felt uncomfortable all over.

First of all, his lips didn't close very much. The saliva flowed out directly. His neck was sticky. It was obviously the saliva that flowed last night on his clothes.

Yang Yuhui felt itchy on his face, as if there were ants crawling on it. It was itchy, just like crawling on his heart.

Yang Yuhui can't help holding his hand on his face, but he feels the pain in his wrist when he raises his hand.

Yang Yuhui felt his face with his hand, the saliva in one hand, and the corner of his mouth was a little crooked.

Yang Yuhui feels his hands ache so much that he can't help shaking them, which makes them more painful.

Yang Yuhui looks at his wrist. It's red and swollen so much that ten fingers are swollen like carrots.

The skin is hot, and the muscles in the palm and fingers are beating abruptly.

Last night, what did the shadow do to him? Yang Yuhui hurriedly stood up to go to the hospital. He saw some paper scraps on the ground. Yang Yuhui hurriedly took out his wallet. The check inside was missing.

A million cheques. He sold several scripts and packed several songs last night. It's only a little money. As a result, he didn't spend a night in pieces.

Yang Yuhui's face is twisted with rage, the corner of his mouth is more crooked, and the saliva is flowing out.

"Mix Mix Asshole. " "Yang Yuhui said bolt, mouth like a package of something, talking is not smooth at all.

Yang Yuhui has a bad feeling in his heart, and there is a wave of fear in his heart.

Yang Yuhui took a taxi and went to the hospital.

When he went to the hospital for a general examination, Yang Yuhui was most concerned about his face. When he looked at himself in the mirror, he was shocked. His mouth was crooked.

"Doctor, doctor, I am in the end..." Yang Yuhui closed his mouth and swallowed a mouthful of saliva. When he spoke, he felt that his mouth was full of saliva. He could not speak at all, and the saliva still flowed down the corner of his mouth.

"What on earth What disease. " Yang Yuhui asked after this sentence, feeling very difficult, said a sentence to waste the strength of the boss.

"It's itchy. It's itchy on the face..." Yang Yuhui's eyes are red.

"Is it possible that the disease at the end of the nervous system suddenly becomes like this?" Asked the doctor.

Yang Yuhui wipes the saliva that does not come out from the mainstream from the corner of his mouth, but his hand hurts badly, and his wrist is bound with gauze.

Both hands were so swollen that their skin was transparent and shiny.

"Take these drugs first, and massage more to relieve the muscles on your face." The doctor said, "put anti-inflammatory drugs and wine on your hands."

Yang Yuhui's hot and cold, inflamed hands made him feel extremely uncomfortable.

Yang Yuhui went to see the traditional Chinese medicine again. The traditional Chinese medicine said that Yang Yuhui might face the wind and sleep outside after drinking wine.

Although it's summer now, the dew is heavy at night, and the wind is evil into the body, so it may be.

In fact, it's a little stroke.

The traditional Chinese medicine doctor opened a lot of traditional Chinese medicine again, let Yang Yuhui go back to take good care of.

Yang Yuhui is so angry that he wants his face to be normal. He not only feels drooling, but also crooked.

Although the skew is not serious, it seriously affects his image. He will be based in the entertainment circle in the future, even if he is not handsome enough to be a miserable man, he should be normal.

Want to speak in his tongue knot, mouth pack a saliva, speech is extremely difficult, a mouth, saliva will flow out.

How does he deal with people like this?

Yang Yuhui is so worried that his face can't help twitching twice. Yang Yuhui spits out the saliva in his mouth, "is there What's the fast, fast way? "

Yang Yuhui felt that his face was crawling with ants and insects. It was extremely itchy, not really itchy. Even scratching could not relieve the itch.

This kind of itch is itchy. It's too painful.

"The disease comes quickly, but it's not easy to cure it." Said the doctor of traditional Chinese medicine.

Yang Yuhui feels that his heart is suffering in the oil pot. How many opportunities will he miss, let alone a reborn one.My hand is swollen. I can't write. My mouth is crooked. I can't speak clearly.

How on earth is he going to write?

Yang Yuhui felt an unprecedented despair, which made Yang Yuhui panic incomparably.

It's not easy to be reborn. Before we do anything, we have this strange disease.

What's the point of his rebirth? Does God want to play with him all his life.

Last life was down and out. Even if I had a search system in my life, it was still plagued by disasters.

God damn it!

Yang Yuhui shivers all over to meet the community house, Yang Yuhui shivers all over, suddenly cold and hot.

Yang Yuhui lies on his back, wrapped in a quilt.

His mouth is slightly crooked, his facial features look very strange.

Yang Yuhui felt that his hands were suffering to death. His hands were boiling as if they were going to be cooked. They were so swollen that he could not even bend his fingers.

Yang Yuhui picked up his mobile phone and made a phone call to Fang Menghan.

Now Yang Yuhui can't even speak clearly. With saliva on the corner of his mouth, he says difficultly, "you Come here. "

Fang Menghan at the other end of the phone couldn't hear Yang Yuhui's indistinct voice at all. He looked at the caller ID again.

It's really elder martial brother. Did elder martial brother press the wrong key and shout: "elder martial brother, are you in or not?"

Hearing Fang Menghan's words, Yang Yuhui fell on the edge of the bed and spit out his mouth, growling loudly, "I'll let you come here."

Unexpectedly, he is full of confidence and has a perfect pronunciation!

Fang Menghan bit his lips, picked up his bag and went to Yang Yuhui's house.

Ning Shu leans on the computer chair, sees Fang Menghan still goes to Yang Yuhui, cannot help but doubt that he failed last night.

Is it too dark, her acupoints are not pricked, how do you feel that Yang Yuhui has nothing?

If he fails this time, Yang Yuhui will surely be on guard and will never have a chance to start again.

It's a pity.