Chapter 34: Teach him to walk with a leash
About forty minutes later, the gate of the villa was opened, and a young man in a white coat carrying a medicine box approached in the dark night and the falling snow.
Chen Cinian brought the person in. The person changed into slippers and went straight to Fang Ke.
Fang Ke's condition was not very good. His back was hunched and his fists were half-clenched, as if he was ready to attack at any time.
"You have to hold him. I can't get close to him like this," the doctor said as he put on his headlamp. "Or you can tie him up with ropes."
Shen Ci Nian thought for a moment, walked over and held Fang Ke's hands, "It's okay, it's okay now."
"Then you have to hold it steady, and it's best to hold his legs down as well."
"Okay," Shen Cinian just pushed his knee in when he heard Fang Ke let out a desperate cry.
Fang Ke was crying, his eyes still fierce, but because his dominant eye was blind, everything he saw with his not-so-good right eye was crooked. He wanted to glare at Chen Cinian, but he was actually glaring at the air.
"Forget it..." Chen Cinian let go of Fang Ke, sat down on the sofa beside him, and then hugged him on his lap.
Is this okay?
The doctor waited until Fang Ke was completely quiet before coming forward, checking his eyes, ears, mouth and nose, and then listened for a long time with a stethoscope and a frown.
"Once he's calmer, take him to the hospital for an X-ray. He has serious lung problems, probably from smoking. There's also a foreign object in his heart. I'm not sure what it is, but I think I heard some ominous noises. Based on my eight years of experience as an international battlefield doctor, I think it could be a bomb on the verge of exploding."
"Someone implanted a bomb in his body. It was originally stable, but now... the excessive current has destroyed the bomb's circuit. I'm afraid it's out of control."
"Both of his eardrums have perforations to varying degrees. I'll prescribe some medication for him. You spray disinfectant every night. Don't consider giving him hearing aids for now. His ears will heal on their own."
"As for his eyes, it's not just a detached retina problem. There's nothing we can do here. We can only wait for a miracle. Our current medical skills are limited. For now, we can only prescribe eye drops to alleviate his pain."
After leaving the medicine, the doctor left. Shen Cinian carried Fang Ke to the second floor and wanted to put him down, but his shirt sleeves were pulled very tightly. Fang Ke pursed his lips tightly, and the hand holding Shen Cinian was trembling slightly.
The air was filled with a faint bitterness. Shen Cinian bent down so that Fang Ke could hear clearly and stood very close to his ear. "Be good, don't leave. This is my home. Where can I go?"
Fang Ke still refused to let go. His heart hurt. His eyes were uncomfortable without the protection of the retina. It was uncomfortable to open them or to close them. The light source was too strong and stimulated them to keep crying. Chen Ci Nian turned off the light with the hand that was not caught, but being trapped in darkness made him even more uneasy.
In the darkness, it seemed as if countless abusive and slanderous voices were about to swallow him up, as if countless hands were trying to tear a piece of his flesh and blood from his body to share, as if countless huge mouths in the abyss were forever waiting greedily to drink his blood.
He grabbed Shen Cinian's sleeve viciously and pulled it hard, as if he wanted to vent all his dissatisfaction.
But all the movements disappeared when Shen Cinian's hand touched his face.
Why should he do that? Shen Ci Nian didn't owe him anything.
He finally let go of his hand, as if he had let go of everything and given up, including his miserable life.
Shen Cinian stood in front of the bed and looked at him for a while, then went to the bathroom to wash a towel and wipe his face.
He was motionless, as if dead.
Like a lifeless rag doll, she allowed Shen Cinian to manipulate her.
Shen Cinian wiped Fang Ke's face carefully, bit by bit, like wiping a cat, and gently wiped his ears with his fingers, not rubbing too deeply. Then he took out the disinfectant spray and sprayed it into Fang Ke's ears.
His ears felt very uncomfortable, both painful and itchy. Fang Ke suddenly jumped up and shook his head hard, trying to get rid of the potion.
Before he could shake it twice, his head was clamped by Shen Qinian's forearm. He couldn't move and could only endure the strange numbness and itchiness, and let Shen Qinian spray his other ear again.
After spraying his ears, Shen Cinian picked up the eye drops bottle and thought deeply.
As a strange god, it is easy to heal an eye, but how to explain it after the cure? Why should he expose himself to a stranger?
Shen Cinian finally pried open Fang Ke's eyelids and dripped eye drops into them.
He leaned over and whispered in Fang Ke's ear again: "Don't you have a ghost master? Contact it to come and treat your eyes."
Fang Ke was confused and didn't understand what this meant for a moment.
After a moment, his expression suddenly became angry, and he threw a punch directly at Shen Cinian - but missed.
He immediately threw the second and third punches, and at the moment when the fourth punch was about to hit Shen Ci Nian, his hand was caught.
"I didn't..." He gritted his teeth, his chest heaving violently for a long time, and gently pulled back his fist from Shen Chenian's palm, saying in a very small, almost inaudible voice, "I only want you."
What do you want from him? Shen Ci Nian's heart suddenly moved.
It's a pity. In fact, he had a few moments when the other party had some thoughts about it, but after all, he had promised that human being back then. He was a trustworthy person, so even if that human being deceived his feelings, he currently had no plans to get involved with other people.
Fang Ke didn't hear the reply, and turned over silently, with his back to Chen Cinian. The eye drops overflowed from his eyes because his body tilted, wetting the pillowcase.
Shen Cinian covered him with the quilt, left the guest room and returned to the master bedroom, washed, handled his work, and went to bed.
It was late at night. Chen Cinian was used to going to bed early, but Fang Ke couldn't sleep.
He reached to his waist, untied the whip, and held it tightly.
The cold wind blew away his dreams, and reality always dealt him heavy blows again and again. His heart was sinking. He wanted to not wake up to face tomorrow, and never open his eyes to see the blurry and distorted world again. He wanted to bury the annoying memories in the soil, and when the grave was covered with green buds, maybe he would feel relieved when the warm spring sun shone into his bones.
I want to blow myself up and turn my heart into pieces. No one who has ever stepped on it will recognize that it was once a heart. I want to let it rot until it can't rot anymore, so that I won't feel any pain anymore.
In fact, no one would pay attention to his cry for help. It was the case in the past, it is the case now, it will be the case in the future, and it will always be the case.
Always will be.
When everything was asleep, Fang Ke kept his eyes open until dawn.
At six o'clock, the sound of washing came from next door, and at a quarter past six, Shen Ci Nian changed into formal clothes and walked into the guest room.
"You should rest at home or come back to school with me"
Fang Ke didn't move.
So Shen Cinian closed the door, and the footsteps outside the door gradually faded away and soon there was no sound.
Fang Ke stayed in the bedroom all day.
In addition to the two of them, there was also a driver Xiao Tang and a cook Sister Mi in the villa.
Family doctor Li Jin doesn't live here, but he lives not far away. In the afternoon, Xiao Tang drove to pick him up and checked Fang Ke's condition again.
Sister Mi brought Fang Ke lunch at noon, but Fang Ke didn't move at all and fell into a deep sleep.
When Chen Cinian came back, he saw the breakfast and lunch in the guest room intact. He stood at the door for a while. In fact, he was a little angry in his heart, but he suppressed it in the end.
He sat on the edge of the bed and pushed Fang Ke. Before he could react, Fang Ke suddenly attacked and bit his arm hard.
Shen Cinian just frowned slightly, and for a moment he thought: It's time to sharpen the dog's teeth.
In such a strange posture, he picked Fang Ke up from the bed and put him on the dining table.
Fang Ke didn't want to eat, he wanted to starve himself to death.
If you die, you die.
But when the spoon was brought to his mouth, a hint of sweetness wafted into his nose.
He was stunned again. What was this? A cake?
It does smell like cream.
He suddenly turned his head.
So what if it’s a cake? He doesn’t want to celebrate his birthday.
The corners of my eyes were a little wet.
Shen Cinian was very patient and waited for him for a long time.
When he finally lowered his head and took a bite of the cake, Shen Qinian gently touched his head.
If the puppy is obedient, of course you should give it rewards in time.
The cake was pushed in front of Fang Ke and a spoon was stuffed into his hand. Shen Cinian did not urge him and let him decide how to eat it.
It’s okay to eat just the cream, pick out the fruit and leave it out, or even get a face full of it, no one will say anything wrong.
Only occasionally would a bony hand reach out to wipe his face and chin.
"Dirty cat," but there was no disdain in his tone, only a faint smile, "You want me to wipe it for you?"
"Okay, Mr. Fang Ke, I'll wipe it for you."
Fang Ke suddenly remembered the heavy snow on the day when he was craving for cigarettes. He bought a cigarette at the convenience store and exhaled a long puff of smoke to relieve the discomfort in his heart.
The heavy snow that day seemed no different, but he saw the man in the snow, wearing a scarf, a windbreaker, and glasses on his face, looking gentle and elegant.
He took Shen Cinian's car home. Shen Cinian asked him the same question that day, as if it was a joke between acquaintances.
"Student Fang Ke, you want me to help you tie the knot..."
"Okay, I'll tie it for you."
It was Shen Cinian who acted familiar first, and it was Shen Cinian who guided him and made him mistakenly believe that he was very familiar with him.
It was Chen Cinian who stirred up the ripples in his heart, and then told him that it was just a grain of sand in the desert.
He is like this to everyone, and he is no different to you, Fang Ke.
He, Shen Cinian, is such a gentleman, he is not giving you special treatment.
He, Chen Cinian, is not a dom. What are you doing here?
He ate too much cream and it was so greasy that he wanted to vomit.
He pushed the cake away and tried to clear his mouth with some cucumber using his chopsticks.
My hands were shaking, I couldn't see clearly, and I pinched the wrong thing.
So he suddenly threw down his chopsticks, stood up, pushed away the chair and was about to leave.
After walking a few steps, he tripped over a vase.
He lay on the ground, face down, his eyes staring blankly like a dead cow, his mouth pursed into a sad thin line.
Okay, okay, he has now fallen to the point where he can't even walk.
With his hands on his waist, Shen Chenian didn't let him lie there in such a mess for long. He walked over and helped him up.
"Eat first, then take a break. I'll teach you how to walk."
After a pause, as if afraid that he might not understand, Shen Ci Nian added: "Use a leash."
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