Summer, scorching sun, the whole world seems to be wrapped in a flame, passers-by on the street to and fro in a hurry, even a second of heat do not want to bear.

Song Lishu stood by the side of the road, wearing a heavy doll coat. Before she moved, she felt out of breath. She put on her headgear, as if she was completely suffocated in the fire.

She is holding a leaflet in her hand, facing the big sun, and keeps stuffing it in front of passers-by. Some passers-by will take it easily, and some passers-by will choose to bypass without looking at it.

After doing this for three hours, song Lishu finally couldn't hold on any longer. She sat down in the corner of the street, took off her headgear, sweating like raindrops. She was as if she had been fished out of the water. Her cheeks were red and her hair was sticky on a small face, and she was very embarrassed.

Song Lishu leaned against the wall and raised her head. The burning sunlight made her squint. She covered her chest with one hand and gasped with her mouth open. She felt that she was going to be unable to breathe and her head was dizzy with heat.

"How are you, how are you?" At this time, there was a sound overhead.

Song Lishu looks around and finds that he is a part-time boss. He immediately stands up. As a result, his feet falter and he almost falls to the ground.

The boss looked at her and said, "if you don't want to do it here, don't let it happen on this hot day. I'll pay you the money. I'll let someone else come for the next few hours."

"No, no, no, there's more I can do. I'm just taking a break, and now I'm done." Song Lishu quickly picked up the headgear on the ground and put it on his head.

The boss saw that she seemed to be short of money, so he agreed.

Song Lishu, dressed in a heavy doll suit and holding a flyer, goes to the crowd again.

"You take medicine to cure your illness, but at the same time you take your life to work. Don't you know that you need to rest? Are you short of money recently? As I said earlier, the problem of money... "

"Dr. Nie, I'll have a re examination in a few days. Thank you very much." Song Lishu interrupted Nie Ziyu in a hurry.

Every time it comes to money, she digs the subject.

At ten o'clock in the evening, song Lishu comes home. Huo Baiyuan sticks to her, but she doesn't even have the strength to respond. She goes into the bathroom and takes a bath. She just wants to go to bed quickly, so it won't be too hard.

After taking a bath, Huo Baiyuan opens his arm to her. Before he can reach song Lishu, he suddenly sees song Lishu lying on the bed.

"NianWei!"

Huo Baiyuan quickly hugs song Lishu.

Song Lishu covered his chest with his hand, raised his head, opened his mouth, as if he was out of breath, and his little face turned red.

"What's the matter with you, NianWei?" Huo Baiyuan sees something wrong and asks in a hurry.

Song Lishu slowly raised his hand and pressed his head. Suddenly, he patted twice in pain. His voice was weak and hoarse: "my head... My head hurts."

It's so painful that it feels like it's going to crack.

"Pain? Where does it hurt? " Huo Baiyuan carefully holds song Lishu's head and wants to help her rub it.

But before Song Lishu could say another word, he closed his eyes and fainted.

"NianWei!" Huo Baiyuan immediately panicked, holding song Lishu tightly, calling in her ear.

But the man in his arms didn't respond at all.

Huo Baiyuan immediately jumped out of bed, anxious like ants on a hot pot, scurrying around the room, but he didn't know what to do.

He finds song Lishu's mobile phone and searches through the address book. Finally, his eyes are fixed on Dr. Nie.