Jiang Wuji was breathing heavily, his whole body was clearly feeling hot, but he was also shivering from the cold.
"What on earth do you want to do!"
"Get out of Xiaoyu's body! Don't hurt her!"
Jiang Wuji staggered to the table, picked up the dagger around his neck and put it against his neck.
"Don't hurt Xiaoyu, don't hurt my aunt!"
"Don't you want to take my body?"
"If I die, how will you take it from me? How will you take it from me!!"
Red blood dripped down the blade, and the dizziness became more and more serious.
Xiaoyu stood up slowly, and a shrill voice came from under the bright red hijab.
"Jiang Lang, you are so cruel..."
"I'm so damn crazy! That's all you can say after all, right?"
"I'm telling you! I'm crazy! Don't mess with me!"
Jiang Wuji screamed, he didn't know how long the stalemate had been like this, and suddenly his vision went dark!
…
…
"Forty-one and a half, let's wait until the potions are finished and we'll see."
"Why is the fever so severe? Doctor, what happened to Wuji?"
"It's just a common fever. If you're worried, just go to a big hospital in the province."
"Could this have something to do with him biting his head?"
"Judging from the report, his fever has nothing to do with the impact on the back of his head, but there is something you should pay attention to."
"What's up?"
"He has a history of mental illness, right?"
"Um……"
"Zhang Qiliang used to be my classmate. I learned from him that Jiang Wuji's mental illness was caused by a blow to the brain in a car accident. Of course, the death of his parents cannot be ruled out, but now that he has been hit on the back of the head again, it is very difficult
It's possible... Hey, Miss Su, don't cry, crying won't solve the problem."
"Yes, I'm sorry, I just, just..."
"Where are your other family members? If it doesn't work, let someone else take care of him. You can stay with him every day and leave him later. You fell down."
"I'm fine, I won't fall down, Wuji only has me..."
"Okay, don't cry. What I said is just a possibility. My original intention is to let you pay attention in advance and come to me if anything happens. I have to go to another ward now."
"Okay, thank you, doctor, thank you."
After the door closed, the ward became quiet.
I just hear Su Xiaorui's sobbing from time to time...
Jiang Wuji, who heard the entire conversation, opened his eyes at this moment.
"Aunt..."
"Wuji! You're awake!"
The aunt looked a little confused, "Do you feel uncomfortable anywhere? Are you cold? Are you thirsty? Are you hungry?"
Looking at his aunt, Jiang Wuji felt very uncomfortable.
But the more this happens, the less he can show it, because it will only make his aunt shed more tears.
"I'm fine. Auntie, please sit down first." Jiang Wuji said with a smile.
My aunt sat by the bed and said, "You have a fever again, over 40 degrees, but you're fine. It's a minor problem. It'll be fine with a few days of injection."
Jiang Wuji nodded and asked, "How long have I slept?"
"Five days."
"Five days?!"
"Oh, doesn't the medicine prescribed by Dr. Zhang make you prone to drowsiness? Plus you have a high fever, so it's normal for you to sleep for five days." said the aunt.
The corner of Jiang Wuji's mouth twitched: "It's normal... Auntie, you are really good at comforting people."
"That's not true..." My aunt tilted her mouth and her voice became much softer.
"By the way, let's discuss something?" My aunt tried her best to smile and raised her eyebrows deliberately to make herself look more natural.
Jiang Wuji: "Although we are only five or six years apart, no, the moral bottom line cannot be crossed."
"What? What kind of morality... I'm going to kill you!" My aunt reached out and wanted to give Jiang Wuji a violent shudder, but she didn't do it and could only give Jiang Wuji a fierce look.
"Jiang Wuji, you are so naughty now, how dare you make such a joke with me, Su Xiaorui?"
Jiang Wuji chuckled and asked, "What are we discussing?"
The aunt took a deep breath and said, "Why don't we transfer to another hospital? I heard that Wulin City..."
"Auntie, we are not transferring to another hospital." Jiang Wuji interrupted.
"Why?"
"It's expensive and a lot of trouble, but that's good. I'm fine."
"Can……"
"It's okay, auntie, I want to eat fried food."
"Eat, what? Deep-fried?! Eat it, you big-headed devil!"
…
Three days flew by in a blink of an eye.
Although the aunt is very narcissistic and doesn't like to do housework, she still takes good care of Jiang Wuji.
In fact, the fever went away on the second day. In order to prevent recurrence, the injection was kept for another day to stabilize it.
But Jiang Wuji knew that these were useless.
Because it was not a dream, nor was it my imagination, but a real world.
I have a fever because I was infected with the plague on the other side and left behind the root of the disease.
Of course, it may also be related to the female corpse with small feet.
Anyway, it is not possible to get better just by taking an injection and taking medicine, it is completely different.
After being discharged from the hospital and going home, life went on as usual.
The only change is that my aunt resigned.
Now my aunt goes for a morning jog with Jiang Wuji every day, and she pesters her all day long, either asking Jiang Wuji to go shopping with her, or dragging Jiang Wuji to double queue to score points.
Or watch Jiang Wuji play with Sekiro, Eternal Calamity, Old Man Ring, and his various ways of dying.
Jiang Wuji sometimes finds his aunt annoying, but he also knows that she is just worried about him.
Perhaps this is also a treatment method that Dr. Zhang taught her.
In this way, the two stayed together for seven whole days.
These days, Jiang Wuji has not been able to return to that world.
Now it is no longer possible to enter through normal sleeping methods, but according to previous experiences, the red hijab should be a way to enter that world.
At least that's the case for him, Jiang Wuji.
I definitely have to go back.
Xiaoyu hasn't settled down yet, hasn't delivered the things he asked Mi Po, Qing Xuanzi, Tiandao Temple, etc., hasn't been dealt with yet, and even his fever hasn't been cured yet.
As for spending so much time with my aunt, firstly, it was to appease her, and secondly, I was also observing whether the female corpse with small feet had any impact on her.
Now, the time is almost up.
That night, Jiang Wuji came to his aunt's room, where she was applying a facial mask.
"Auntie, I have something to tell you in advance."
"You can say it~" My aunt was in a very beautiful mood now.
Jiang Wuji scratched his head and said, "I've actually been quite sleepy after taking medicine recently. I can't bear it any longer. I may sleep for several days again."
The aunt sitting in front of the dressing table turned around and threw off the mask, "What? What do you mean sleeping for several days? You don't have a fever again, do you?"
My aunt trotted over with her bare feet.
Jiang Wuji took his aunt's hand away from his forehead and said, "I'm fine, I just want to give you a vaccination in advance."
"Vaccine? What vaccine?"
"Aren't you afraid that if I really sleep for several days, you will worry too much!"
"Oh, then...then I understand."
"Um."
Back in the room, Jiang Wuji took out the red hijab from under the pillow.
"No matter what, things over there still have to be dealt with."
"So many days have passed, and I don't know how Xiaoyu is doing..."
"I hope there won't be any trouble here this time."
Take a deep breath.
Jiang Wuji picked up the red hijab and put it on his head again.
