Early January is the coldest time of the year.

The sycamore trees by the roadside have all their leaves, and the branches are covered with white snow. As time accumulates on it, the branches are gradually bent.

Looking around, the asphalt road was covered with white snow, and then the traces were traced by vehicles.

The cold wind blew on her face like a blade. I don’t know if it was because she was sick or stayed indoors for a short time, An Nuo felt that the temperature outside was really cold. She walked out of the pharmacy, pulled her loose scarf higher, turned around and crossed the road, and walked into the Shui'an Huacheng community next to her.

The house An Nuo lives in now is a gift from her father when she was admitted to Bocheng University four years ago, which gives her a place in this city.

But there is a dormitory in the university, so there is no need to live outside in anything, so she rarely uses this house.

After graduation, An Nuo did not choose to go home, but continued to stay in Bocheng.

Therefore, she finally remembered this house that she had been neglected for four years.

Her place of residence.

When she walked into the house, An Nuo threw the things at her hand onto the coffee table and took out the medicine she had just bought from the bag. She sniffed, swallowed the medicine with warm water, and then went back to the room to sleep for an afternoon.

-

When I woke up, it was already dark, the curtains in the room were wide open, and the lights in thousands of houses became the only light source, shining through the windows, covering the ground with dark light and silhouettes.

An Nuo turned over, and the weakness of her limbs made her not want to move at all. She coughed a few times, feeling her throat was dry and dry, and she felt her saliva hurt as soon as she swallowed.

After staying in the bed for a while, and his throat was so uncomfortable, An Nuo got up and walked to the living room dizzyly and drank a few sips of water.

When she entered the house in the afternoon, she threw her cell phone onto the sofa.

An Nuo put the water cup on the table, covered her hot face, and picked up her phone and took a look.

The house was pitch black, and the light on the phone suddenly lit up, which was dazzling.

On WeChat, a friend Ying Shuhe sent a message: [Guanuo, my tooth decay is so painful, it seems to be getting inflamed...]

An Nuo's head was drowsy. After passing these words in her mind, she realized what had happened and replied: [Tooth decay?]

An Nuo: [See if there are any painkillers at home. If you can’t bear the pain, take medicine first.]

An Nuo: [Then go to bed early, I will accompany you to see a dentist tomorrow.]

Ying Shuhe:【I took it, my family has medicine.】

Ying Shuhe: [I have called to make an appointment, right in the clinic near your home.]

An Nuo then felt relieved and replied in a daze. He sat on the sofa in a daze, then took off a few more medicines and swallowed them, held the blanket, and sucked on the sofa and fell asleep.

She missed homesickly.

-

The next day, after taking medicine, An Nuo's fever subsided. But her face was still pale and her limbs were still weak. She patted her face, cheered up, put on makeup casually and went out.

Ying Shuhe has already arrived downstairs of her house and is waiting for her at the entrance of the community.

Noting the fatigue in An Nuo's eyes, she was stunned for a moment and said with concern: "Are you uncomfortable?"

An Nuo's voice was hoarse and she replied casually: "Well, I had fever yesterday."

Ying Shuhe yelled, raised her hand and touched her forehead: "Why are you having a fever...what now?"

"It's much better to have a sleep." An Nuo took her hand away, stared at her slightly swollen face, and urged, "Hurry up, don't you have a toothache?"

Ying Shuhe looked at her a few more times and said nothing.

The two crossed the street.

The oral clinic you made an appointment is opposite the community.

The clinic’s signature is in brown regular script on white background, with a chic font, with six words written on “Wensheng Dental Clinic”.

As soon as he walked over, the glass automatic door opened, An Nuoe's eyes were directly facing the front desk, and the smell of hydrogen peroxide came to his face. There were several gray sofas next to him, with several people sitting in groups of three or three.

The two walked to the front desk, and one of the nurses raised their eyes and bent their lips and asked gently: "Hello, do you have an appointment?"

Ying Shuhe: "I made an appointment with Dr. He."

After the nurse asked her name, she typed her fingertips on the keyboard, and then pointed to the position of the sofa.

"Okay, please wait a moment over there now."

Ying Shuhe said "Thank you", and the two walked to the sofa at the same time and found a seat to sit down.

An Nuo sat in the corner, holding her temples with one hand, frowned, and closed her eyes to rest.

Ying Shuhe sat next to her and looked at her. Thinking of her hoarse voice just now and her slightly pale face, she couldn't help but say, "Let's go to the hospital later."

"It's okay, I just burned yesterday."

"That's not OK. I feel you're still very uncomfortable."

"Everyone said it's okay, all..." An Nuo didn't want to go to the hospital, so she opened her eyes immediately. She happened to see her unhappy and changed her mouth instantly: "Oh, just go."

Soon, a nurse came over and took them to a clinic.

Dr. He, Ying Shuhe's dentist, is a slightly fat middle-aged man. He can't see his full face while wearing a mask, but he looks very kind-faced.

Ying Shuhe consciously went over to lie on the dental chair and watched the doctor's actions. He turned on the surgical lamp, carefully examined her teeth, and took pictures of her teeth.

Ying Shuhe's tooth decay is severely damaged, touching the dental nerves, causing inflammation of the pulp, and thus accompanied by severe pain.

Dr. He used equipment to imprint her teeth onto the screen in front of him, and slowly explained to her the condition of her teeth: "Your tooth decay is already bad, and this situation is usually treated with root canal..."

After telling her about the situation and treatment plan, she agreed to negotiate the price, and Dr. He was about to start treatment for Ying Shuhe.

Ying Shuhe glanced at An Nuo next to her and said softly: "You go out and wait for me, don't stand."

An Nuo nodded, said nothing, but stood beside her.

After giving Ying Shuhe anesthetics, five or six minutes later, Dr. He asked, "Is your lips numb?"

Ying Shuhe paused and quickly uttered.

Seeing her taking anesthetics, An Nuo raised her foot and walked towards the sofa on the front desk, just passing by another clinic.

The door is open and you can see the scene inside at a glance.

An Nuo paused, turned his head inexplicably, and looked inside.

A tall man stood next to the dental chair, and his face was hit by a bright light, with fair skin as if he was shiny.

He was wearing a light blue medical mask, revealing half of his straight nose bridge, and his vision drooped.

From this angle, his eyes were narrow and long, slightly raised, with curled inside and out, and his pupils were filled with tiny light, which was dazzling and gentle. The white coat on his body was particularly slim, making him look more and more cold.

He bent down, his clothes shaking twice, and the dark blue sweater was slightly exposed.

Then, he inserted the instrument into the patient's mouth, lowered his head, and inspected it carefully.

An Nuo's breathing stagnated, his heartbeat accelerated inexplicably, and he was completely incomprehensible of his sudden reaction.

She moved her eyes away and shrugged. Just as she was about to continue walking to the front desk, the man spoke. His voice was lazy, rustling, and full of comfort.

"Don't be afraid."

The tone was gentle as if water was about to emerge. In just one moment, Annuo was shrouded in it.

Just like the moment she stopped inexplicably—

There is no ability to resist or break free at all.

-

Noting that he had a tendency to look here, An Nuo seemed to have done something wrong in an instant. She immediately took two steps back and walked back. She seemed to be holding her heart in a breath and rushed to her forehead. Her head, which was burning, seemed to be even more chaotic.

She was in a hurry and walked quickly to the clinic where Shu He was sleeping.

...What the hell.

What did she run? Is it necessary for her to run?

And why did you come back here?

An Nuo scratched her head irritably, and did not go out again, standing aside in a daze.

After a while, the sizzling sounds lingering in my ears stopped.

Dr. He put medicine on Ying Shuhe and sealed the mouth with zinc oxide: "Okay, don't eat within three hours, it's almost the time when the anesthetic is dissipated. Also, be careful not to use this position to bite things in these days, eat lighter. Remember to come over on the 13th, and we will pull out the nerves next time."

Ying Shuhe nodded, took the order issued by Dr. He and said thank you.

Ying Shuhe walked to An Nuo and saw that she seemed to be in a daze. She shook her left hand in front of her and said vaguely: "Let's go."

When An Nuo came to her senses, Ying Shuhe had already walked out of the door and she hurriedly followed.

As soon as I reached the door, a pair of white shoes appeared in my field of view.

The owner of the shoe stopped and moved a step outside, as if to make room for her.

An Nuo's breathing was stagnant, and she pursed her lips and scratched her head.

From this angle, you can see the doctor's robe hanging down to the knee of the person in front of you, because the previous movements were swaying slightly.

Pure white, especially dazzling.
To be continued...