books44 Chapter 39 High Fever
Chapter 39 High Fever
At 7:15 on Saturday morning, in a narrow alley, a guy wearing a gray striped vest and a windbreaker under his arm walked out of the basement of the Internet cafe with unsteady steps.
Ah, I accidentally stayed up all night.
Although it was fun to play League for a whole night and his rank was promoted to Emerald, he was still a 27-year-old man and could not endure as hard as he did when he was young.
I staggered towards the underground station like a living dead, mechanically swiped my ticket through the gate, stood on the platform numbly waiting for the train, my head still pecking at rice like a chicken.
boom--
"Oh, sorry sir, are you okay?"
An unprepossessing middle-aged man suddenly knocked down the drowsy Bohe Sanhui. His windbreaker and the things inside were scattered all over the floor, and Bohe Sanhui's hat was also missing.
"Ah...it's okay, I'm fine."
Baihe Sanhui took a deep breath to make himself feel a little more alert.
After helping Baihe Sanhui retrieve his belongings, the middle-aged man bowed sincerely to Baihe Sanhui and said, "I'm so sorry, I accidentally knocked you over."
"It's okay, I accept your apology."
After the middle-aged man left, the tram arrived at the station.
It seems... I forgot something?
Never mind, there's nothing valuable there anyway.
After a while, the middle-aged man watched Kashiwa Sanhui get on the tram from afar, and took out Kashiwa Sanhui's hat from the lining of his coat.
After a while, a guy wearing sunglasses and a mask, covering himself tightly, approached the middle-aged man.
"Did you get what I wanted?" asked the masked man.
"Here," the middle-aged man gestured with his hat, but made no move to hand it over to the masked man. "Pay the balance first."
"Tsk—" The masked man made a dissatisfied sound, fished out a roll of crumpled banknotes from the lining of his jeans, counted out 80,000 yen and handed it to the middle-aged man.
"Thank you very much for your patronage, hehe." The middle-aged man took the money with a smile on his face and handed the hat to the masked man with his other hand.
"Well, I don't know what's the point of spending 100,000 yen on a man's hat, but please take care of me in this kind of money-giving business from now on."
"Ah, ah, I never thought that old-fashioned guys like us would still be useful in the new society."
The middle-aged man walked away, sighing at the changes of the times.
The masked man walked to the bathroom calmly, opened an empty cubicle, sat on the toilet, and then held the door tightly with his feet.
He took out a small knife and a strange doll, and put the doll into Kashiwa Sanhui's hat.
"Then, according to what that guy said-"
He decisively cut open his forearm with a knife, and blood immediately gushed out.
Every drop of blood was caught in the hat. Only when the doll was completely soaked in blood did the man lift up the mask and eyes with trembling hands, breathing heavily.
It’s Xiang’s father.
"No...it's okay. No one will know it was me who did it."
"Who told that bastard teacher to meddle in my business and threaten me with a car accident... It's all his own fault!"
"Right, now tie the hat tight and hang it up."
Five minutes later, Xiang's father walked out of the bathroom with a pale face, his hands still bandaged and blood oozing out.
……
In the blink of an eye it was already two o'clock in the afternoon.
Kashiwa Sanhui did not go home, but took the tram to Ginza, found Li Xiao at Rising and booked a room to sleep for a while.
Friends who often stay up late know that the sleep after an all-nighter is often quite strange. Sometimes you can recover your energy after a short rest of two or three hours, but sometimes you sleep for a whole day and still feel like a living dead.
Baihe Sanhui didn't dare to bet that it would be the former, so he simply went to Rising to rest. Before going to bed, he told Xiangzi which guest room he would stay in, and asked him to wake him up at the appointed time.
The idea is quite beautiful.
only……
Looking at the clock on the wall, it was already a quarter past two.
Shoko Toyokawa was a little worried. Could it be that Dr. Ke had fallen into a deep sleep?
After all, this guy doesn't look like he exercises much and he always smokes and drinks.
"Boss Chiyo, could you please go check on Dr. Ke?"
Toyokawa Shoko requested to watch the counter at Rising, while Li Xiao was bored.
As the phone calls came one after another, Xiangzi's mood changed from anger to confusion to worry.
"Ok, Xiangzi, please look after the store for a while." Li Xiao had wanted to go up and see what was going on for a long time, but because Xiangzi, who had made an appointment to go out with Baihe Sanhui before, didn't say anything, she was embarrassed to do anything.
In the past, when everyone stayed in the lab all night together, Baihe Sanhui was often the first one to wake up.
How did it become like this in just two years? It doesn't make sense.
Li Xiao opened the door with the master key and a smell of rust rushed into his nostrils.
Blood?
Li Xiao shifted his gaze to the bed. The sheets had already been soaked with blood, turning a dark red. Baihe Sanhui lay in bed, struggling with a painful expression, blood oozing from his nose, his hands tightly clutching the sheets, and his breathing was rapid.
"Kezi you——"
I bit the tip of my tongue hard, and reason took over again.
After all, Li Xiao studied medicine, so he naturally knew that he must not panic at this moment.
We can't make a big deal out of this, especially we can't let Xiangzi find out.
He first checked Baihe Sanhui's breath to make sure his life was temporarily safe, then checked other parts of his body. He recalled the knowledge he had learned before and temporarily judged that it was a serious rupture of nasal capillaries caused by high fever.
If the situation is not serious, then stop the bleeding first and then follow the procedures for treating patients with high fever.
Li Xiao dialed Xiangzi's number and feigned calmness. "Xiangzi, get me a few rolls of chilled towels from the fourth shelf of the freezer, soak them in warm water, and bring them upstairs. Also, get the medical kit from under the counter. Let's close the shop for now. The doctor's condition is a bit tricky."
It will take some time to prepare those things.
First, throw the blood-stained sheets into the bathroom, and then find a new sheet and pajamas from the cubicle.
"Hey, isn't there any frozen towel in the freezer..." Li Xiao tilted his head to hold the phone while gently wiping the blood off his philtrum with a wet towel. Fortunately, the blood flow was not fast, so he didn't need to plug his nostrils with a tissue to stop the bleeding for the time being. He just had to keep his nose up.
"Maybe it's on the third floor... Xiangzi, please look carefully."
Why the hell is this guy's shirt so hard to take off? How many buttons does it have?
"Have you found it? Great! Now, fill a basin with warm water and soak the towel in it... Is the water temperature right? Just enough to feel a slight chill on your hands."
Belt, belt, how do I untie the belt? This is the first time I untie a man’s belt!
"Oh, by the way, Xiangzi, could you please prepare another kettle of hot water... Don't boil it, but warm it at around 60 degrees Celsius. Use the kettle in the storage room."
Let go of your chicken feet!
After finally pulling out the bed sheet that Bai He Sanhui was holding tightly, Li Xiao looked at the bed sheet with two big holes. He didn't have time to feel sad, but was glad that the bed in the guest room was decorated with a Guangdong style combination of a mat and a thin sheet.
Now... all we have to do is wait quietly.
"Boss Chiyo, what's wrong with the doctor?" Shoko Toyokawa opened the door with her elbow, carrying a bunch of things in her hands.
"Maybe it's because I stayed up late," Li Xiao said, sitting on the bed, wiping the sweat from his forehead with his apron. "The doctor said he has a high fever. Xiangzi, your plan may be ruined."
After putting away all the things Li Xiao asked him to do, Xiangzi pouted angrily as he watched Li Xiao taking care of Baihe Sanhui in an orderly manner.
"I told you a long time ago to let this guy have a good rest, right?"
"There's nothing I can do. Men are just such animals." Li Xiao responded calmly.
Looking at Kashiwa Sanhui, whose expression was distorted as if he was having a nightmare, Xiangzi could no longer feel angry, but instead felt distressed.