Antidote

help me.

These two words poked into Cheng Ke's heart like a fork.

Not as sharp as a knife, as sharp as a needle, but a series of dull and painful mouths is even more unbearable.

There are many situations in his mind, and it will not be street fighting. No one is better than Sange in that kind of thing. Even if he needs help, Dabin’s brothers are more reliable. He is less likely to call for help because of such a thing. .

When Cheng Ke rushed out of the door, it was determined that they were related to "them".

But he didn't expect it to be so serious.

Unexpectedly, Jiang Yudu, who had been avoiding and trying hard to hide from anyone's discovery, would suddenly tear his disguise without warning.

It was almost breathless.

Cheng Ke always hugged him tightly. One arm was not enough. He also used the plaster arm and held Jiang Yuduo firmly.

Jiang Yuduo's injury was not light, he could clearly smell the **** smell. Jiang Yuduo's head, face, and shoulders were covered with blood, perhaps the same in his heart.

Cheng Ke didn't know what he should do for almost a minute.

I just feel distressed.

In the long 28-year-old life, he was crying like this for the first time in his life of one year and twenty-nine and two and thirty years old.

The tears were all over his face, and his mouth was all salty, with a little off-track sweetness.

It took a while for him to slowly loosen Jiang Yuduo, holding his face with one hand: "Where did you hurt? Was it badly hurt?"

"It's not heavy." The tears on Jiang Yuduo's face were also messy. The scarred face was accompanied by tears and blood stains. There was no beauty. There were more than 800 distances from the earth to the moon from the rain of pear blossoms. Cut an axe directly in the middle of the heart.

"I'll call a car," Cheng Ke wiped his face. "Shall we go back first?"

"They haven't gone yet," Jiang Yuduo's eyes fell to a place behind him. "They can't let them go back."

"Follow back, follow back, don't be afraid." Cheng Ke couldn't help but look back again. At this moment, he strongly wanted to see people, no matter one or two, no matter what kind of person, as long as they were, But behind was still empty, only the wind twirled the dead branches gently.

"Cheng Ke will see it." Jiang Yuduo said softly.

Cheng Ke was stunned, and hugged Jiang Yuduo's head again, and kissed him on the top of his head: "It's okay. Cheng Ke doesn't care whether or not they are, he doesn't care."

Jiang Yuduo's eyes closed back and fell on his face. After a while, he grinned and said: "You are crying."

"Well," Cheng Ke raised his hand and rubbed it on his face, "I haven't been crying for a long time, and I can't control it."

"Cheng Ke." Jiang Yuduo looked at him.

"Huh?" Cheng Ke responded.

"You look so beautiful," Jiang Yuduo sighed softly. "Crying like this is not affected."

"...Is it." Cheng Ke didn't know how to answer.

"Go back, very close," Jiang Yuduo said. "I'm like this, the taxi won't pull us."

"Okay," Cheng Ke nodded. "Can you go?"

"I didn't hurt much." Jiang Yuduo stood up against the wall and lowered his head to move his legs.

"Where have you been hurt?" Cheng Ke asked.

"The bleeding place is on the head," Jiang Yuduo touched his head, and touched a hand of blood. "He didn't have much mouth, mainly because he couldn't stop it."

"Then..." Cheng Ke looked at him with blood and suddenly panicked.

"Just go back to stop bleeding," Jiang Yuduo said. "If you can't, just go to the community clinic. It's okay, even more serious than that."

"Huh." Cheng Ke nodded and turned his coat's hat over to put him on.

I don't know if it was because the mood fluctuated too much. When Cheng Ke and Jiang Yuduo went back together, they felt too cold and wanted to tremble all the way.

Fortunately, this road is not long. According to the taxi driver just said, running on a small road is faster than driving.

They walked this way and they got home in five minutes.

After entering the house and closing the door, Cheng Ke quickly shook off his coat, pressed the light switch on the wall all over, and several lights in the living room were on.

"I look at your injury." He pulled the chair and let Jiang Yuduo sit down.

"I just saw it when I washed it with water." Jiang Yuduo said.

"It will be inflamed." Cheng Ke looked at him carefully. Jiang Yuduo's hair was short, and the wound was still easy to find. He saw it at a glance.

Three mouths are concentrated in the back of the head.

"Fuck," Cheng Ke gritted his teeth. "Don't you dare to come forward?"

"It's even worse to be photographed on the nose." Jiang Yuduo said.

"Dispel the poison first and then stop the bleeding?" Cheng Ke said as he took the small medicine chest that Jiang Yuduo used in the past.

"I'll do it myself." Jiang Yuduo took the medicine box and opened it, and took out the alcohol iodophor and some hemostatic powder.

Cheng Ke knew his style by picking up the bottle and pouring it down, and then sprinkling the hemostatic powder on it, which would take less than five minutes.

But today he didn't stop Jiang Yuduo from using this brutal way to treat the wound, but just sat beside him and watched Jiang Yuduo.

"This hurt... how to get it?" Cheng Ke asked.

"Meet Zhang Daqi's people," Jiang Yuduo said. "I passed behind his bar."

"How did you get there..." Cheng Ke said halfway and stopped.

"I want to get rid of the two people who followed me," Jiang Yuduo unscrewed the bottle cap and rushed up his head. "I went there without notice."

Cheng Ke sighed softly without speaking.

He hadn't slowed down yet at this moment, but Jiang Yuduo seemed to have begun to recover slowly, without the helpless and hopeless state he had before.

Cheng Ke does not know whether he is recovering fast, or whether he is used to disguise, so he can "normal" himself in the shortest time.

But this time, the difficulty may be a little too big.

When pouring alcohol over the head for the second time, a big teardrop slipped out of the corner of Jiang Yu's eye and hung on his chin.

He sucked his nose and shook his head slightly, the teardrop on his chin fell.

"I'll help you," Cheng Ke got up and picked up the hemostatic powder. "Is it sprinkled on it?"

"Well." Jiang Yudou nodded, his voice with a serious nasal voice.

Cheng Ke opened the lid of the hemostatic powder with his teeth, and then took the bottle and sprinkled it on the wound like pepper.

I don't know how much to sprinkle. The powder that was sprinkled was quickly stained with blood. I felt that after three or four rounds, I finally didn't see the bright red blood.

"Fortunately, I am not dizzy." Cheng Ke said.

Jiang Yuzhuo smiled and sniffed again.

Cheng Ke bent over to look at his face, and he turned away quickly.

"Don't look," Cheng Ke stood upright, reaching over from behind him, holding Jiang Yuduo's chin, and squeezed gently, "Does the wound hurt?"

"No more pain," Jiang Yuduo said.

"Well." Cheng Ke responded.

Jiang Yuduo sat with him one by one, facing the window. When he came back today, he opened the curtains. At this time, the curtains were not completely closed as usual, and they were one foot wide.

Cheng Ke looked out, there were not many people, but people would pass by from time to time, and there was a car. He hesitated: "Should I draw the curtains?"

"...No." Jiang Yuduo said.

"I'm not afraid of seeing them," Cheng Ke cleared his throat. "Just, you know, now all the lights in the living room are turned on."

"Well." Jiang Yuduo responded.

"Let's face the window and pestle here," Cheng Ke said. "The people outside see us very clearly."

Jiang Yuduo raised his hand and wiped it on his eyes, and smiled: "The shape is still very weird, a bit like a ghost film, isn't it."

"Well," Cheng Ke nodded. "For the health of the people, let's draw the curtains."

"Good." Jiang Yuduo said.

Cheng Ke pulled the curtains in the past, and when he turned around, he saw Jiang Yuduo's tears on his face that had just wiped the tears.

He never thought that Jiang Yuduo could cry like this. Like a wronged kid, he couldn't stop crying.

Cheng Ke went to the bathroom to take Jiang Yuduo's towel and was about to wipe him a cat-like face. Jiang Yuduo's mobile phone rang.

"It's Chen Qing." Jiang Yuduo wiped his tears again, reached for the towel and rubbed his face back and forth.

"Receive it?" Cheng Ke asked, "How do you know it is Chen Qing?"

"At this time, this film already knows that the third son was taken by Zhang Daqi," Jiang Yuduo said, "Chen Qing will definitely call to ask."

"Then..." Cheng Ke looked at him, wondering if Jiang Yuduo answered the phone and would cry when he talked to Chen Qing. Chen Qing was probably surprised.

"It's okay," Jiang Yuduo took out his mobile phone and looked at it. He picked up the phone and pressed hands-free and put it on the table. He continued to wipe his face with a towel. "Why."

This voice made Cheng Ke a little surprised, but the sound could not be heard any different from usual.

"Brother, are you okay! I fucking! Are you okay! Are you injured! I'll be at your house immediately!" Chen Qing's voice came out of the earpiece, wrapped in the wind.

"I'm fine," Jiang Yuduo said, "why are you here?"

"Tonight I won't tear down the Zhang Daqi bar. My surname is not Chen!" Chen Qing roared, "A king **** with a coffin to prevent Gai Gaier!"

"Then what do you think of the surname, let me know," Jiang Yuduo said, "Go home first, I'm fine."

"Fuck back!" Chen Qinghou, "I'm **** with someone!"

Cheng Ke froze, watching Jiang Yuduo.

"How many people did you bring?" Jiang Yuduo asked.

"How many people have come?" Chen Qing should be asking the person next to him.

"Now there are almost forty," Da Bin's voice said next to him. "Not yet."

"Are you crazy?" Cheng Ke froze, "Just walking on the street, the police should come and ask questions if they can't get out of a hundred meters!"

"Brother Ke?" Dabin heard Cheng Ke's voice. "Relax, we didn't go together, separated, and didn't take any guys with them. They went to the bar and waited. Let's go to see Brother 3 and Brother Qing for a while. When it's time to start, the car will send things over."

"Well." Jiang Yuduo responded.

Cheng Ke was anxious as soon as he heard it, and he gathered separately and took the car to pull the weapon over. This was a large-scale weapon fight, and even if something went wrong, the detention center could not come out in a few days.

After Jiang Yuduo hung up the phone, Cheng Ke looked at him: "Jiang Yuduo, have you done this before?"

"No," Jiang Yuduo looked up at him. "No one has messed with me like this before."

Cheng Ke felt dizzy at this moment, and with anxiety, it felt like his eyes would be spent.

He will not allow such things to happen, especially in the state of Jiang Yudiao, Jiang Yuduo will not let his brethren see his abnormality, but now it is obvious that he cannot control his own as usual Emotions, once these people find him "abnormal", what will happen, Cheng Ke even dare not think about it.

"They will be here in a while," Cheng Ke said, "Listen to me first."

"Say what?" Jiang Yuduo asked, his face had been cleaned by him, but Cheng Ke didn't know if he knew Jiang Yuduo's current situation, so he felt that he still had some expression in his expression. Grievous.

"Don't fight, if this fight happens, things will be too big," Cheng Ke said. "Chen Qing Dabin, they are all working people. What if they go in?"

Jiang Yuduo cared about his little brothers, Cheng Ke knew.

Sure enough, after he finished speaking, Jiang Yuduo was silent.

"In other ways," Cheng Ke said, "I really want to have a breath, or I can do it on a small scale later."

"What other way?" Chen Qing patted the table and pointed at Jiang Yuduo's head. "What did his people like to beat the third brother? Did you see it?"

"Don't point to me." Jiang Yuduo said.

"What is it..." Chen Qing pointed at Cheng Ke, hesitated and pointed to Da Bin, "What was it..."

Probably think that Da Bin and he belong to the same country, there is nothing to point out, and there are no people in the room to point to. He had to forcefully poke a few times on the table: "What is it like! The outside now knows three Brother was beaten! 3rd Brother! This film has been mixed for so many years! No one can beat him like this!"

"Listen to Cheng Ke." Jiang Yu sighed.

"Yes," Chen Qing sat down, "you say, anyway, this breath must be drawn no matter what."

"You are not very human. You asked one hundred or so people to go in and sit. When will he start business? When will you go in and sit until the door is closed," Cheng Ke said, "Go every day."

Chen Qing looked at Cheng Ke: "If you don't order anything, just sit like that? What a shame."

"Order a glass of orange juice." Cheng Ke said.

"The cost is a bit high, Brother Ke," Dabin said. "One hundred people can sit for one night and have a drink for each person. This is..."

"Not one night," Cheng Ke said, "it was sitting until no one came in."

"Fuck," Chen Qing looked at him. "Do you have no idea about money?"

Cheng Ke took out the bank|card from his pocket and put it on the table: "I pay."

"How do you do that?" Chen Qing said, "This money..."

"The money came in vain," Cheng Ke said. "The money that has been crooked must be used crookedly."

"But..." Da Bin frowned.

"You can't fight," Cheng Ke said. "Especially you can't fight on such a large scale. You don't want to use this method. There is no other way to solve it. In short, you can't fight."

Chen Qing froze for a long time before turning his head to look at Jiang Yuduo: "Third Brother?"

"Do not do it if you can," Jiang Yuduo said.

Jiang Yuduo often said that Chen Qing heard nothing.

"If it's uncomfortable, drink the drink and then drop the cup." Cheng Ke said.

"That's a compensation," Dabin said. "He dared to ask for one hundred per cup."

"Call the police, complain." Cheng Ke said.

"Then let him find out that we won't let us in in the future?" Chen Qing asked.

"Noisy, why don't you let in?" Cheng Ke said, "One won't let in, two won't let in, one hundred won't let in, one hundred times, he didn't need to enter this evening, They dare you to call the police."

"Have you done this?" Chen Qing looked at him.

"...Yes." Cheng Ke said.

"Fuck, you rich are so boring?" Chen Qing asked.

"Rich people are boring." Da Bin said.

"Where did you find so many boring rich people?" Chen Qing asked again.

"We invited two contractors," Cheng Ke said. "Don't worry about me, you just do it first, no more."

Chen Qing looked at him and sighed for a long time: "This is to force us to be good."

"Brother Qing." Dabin reminded him.

"I know it, I use inappropriate words." Chen Qing waved his hands and thought about it for a long time. Finally he gritted his teeth and looked at Da Bin. "Notify those who arrived first, go in and order a glass of orange juice. It's best to have a table by yourself. It’s better to disgust people when they come. If you can’t take the table, you can sit at the bar and stand behind. You can go to the toilet if you have time to spare. Come and get my money when you are done.”

After Chen Qing and Da Bin left, Cheng Ke sighed and rubbed his face in a chair.

"It's naive." Jiang Yuduo said.

"As long as you don't fight, you can do anything." Cheng Ke said.

"Are you afraid of something wrong with me?" Jiang Yuduo looked at him.

"I'm not afraid of you having an accident," Cheng Ke said. "I'm not letting you have an accident."

Jiang Yuduo didn't speak, staring at him for a long time, then grinned, and tears slipped with his smile.

"Did you not cry just now?" Cheng Ke lay on the table and reached out to touch his face.

"Well." Jiang Yuduo responded.

"It's okay," Cheng Ke stood up and walked in front of him. "Cry if you want to cry. You've grown so big, haven't you cried like this?"

"No," Jiang Yu grabbed his eyes, "I don't know why I cry."

"No need for it." Cheng Ke hugged his head and looked at the pieces of gauze he had stuck on.

"Don't look at me." Jiang Yuduo said.

"Good." Cheng Ke should respond.

Jiang Yuduo pulled his waist, turned him back, then hugged him, and pressed his face against his back.

When Cheng Ke hadn't responded to what he was doing, he had heard Jiang Yuduo crying.

It was posted on his back, very loudly.

Cheng Ke always feels that emotions can be heard by crying, true crying, false crying, happy crying, sad crying, bear child crying, every crying voice can hear different emotions.

In Jiang Yuduo's vented crying, there was no relief after venting. Cheng Ke heard nothing but discomfort.