Chapter 152

However, two hours is too long. Now Fangyuan is half dead, and 80% of them will not be far from death.

"What did I eat?"

Fang Yuan gave a feeble wail. Yes, what did he eat?

"Probably those barbecues."

Zeng Xu also found a place for himself. They have always been together and eat the same things. Why, he has nothing to do, that is, the barbecue before getting on the bus.

Fang Yuan sat on the ground dejected. Now he even had no strength in his head. His hands and feet were soft and he was about to die

"Is brother Fang upset?"

The sudden sound made Fang lift his drooping head.

"It's you."

Fang Yuan can't care about his image now.

"By the way, we don't know your name yet?"

Although Fang Yuan is powerless, he still smiles Mimi.

Look at them. They always call people little girls, little girls, but they really don't know their names and haven't asked.

"My name is Liu Liang."

Liu Liang squatted down. From the light here, Fang Yuan's face is white like a ghost, and there is a cold sweat above his forehead. The whole person seems to have been fished out of the water. Don't mention how embarrassed it is.

"Beautiful bright?"

Fang Yuan leaned his back against the back and was always ready to go to the toilet. No, it was climbing.

"Green see beautiful."

Liu Liang took a bottle of water. She opened it and put it in front of Fang Yuan. It was boiling water and the water was warm.

"Thank you, Liang Liang."

Fang Yuan took the cup and glared at Zeng's narration.

My sister is very considerate. My brother is a jerk. I don't see him pulling. Is he going to be dehydrated? I don't know. Give him a drink of water?

If he really died on the train, he didn't pull to death, but was killed by Pu Xubai. When he went back, he must complain to his aunt. The aunt said that he should let Zeng take good care of him as a brother, and that's how he took care of him. He didn't hurt his brother at all.

No water for my brother.

Picked up the bottle, Fang Yuan took a big gulp and drank.

"The water is sweet."

Fang Yuan shook the water bottle in his hand. He drank the water on the train. It tasted really bad. There was also a very strange taste, but this bottle of water didn't have any strange smell. It was still light and sweet, like what? Well, the taste of orange water.

"I put some medicine in it."

Liu Liang squats down. In fact, she doesn't have to look. She knows that Fang Yuan has acute gastroenteritis. She has nothing to do. She has added Xiankui grass to the medicine. Even if other drugs are poor, as long as Xiankui grass is present, the medicine is more spiritual and has increased its drug properties. For some emergencies, it also has an immediate effect.

"For diarrhea?"

Fang Yuan's eyes lit up. Can he get better after taking the medicine?

"Well, it's for diarrhea."

Liu Liang then pointed to the bottle in Fang Yuan's hand.

"Brother Fang should be able to drink up the water."

Fang Yuan firmly believes that although the child is a little naive, it's better to be a living horse doctor now than myrrh to make him dehydrated and dead.

After drinking a bottle of water, Fang Yuan still sat panting. It's strange to say that just after drinking the water, he felt much more comfortable in his stomach, and there was no pain of wringing his intestines.

His stomach also grunted with him.

Zeng Xubai stretched out his hand to him, but Fang Yuan slapped him away.

"Why?"

"Your stomach is crying. He asks Xu Bai and reminds Fang Yuan not to solve it in a moment.

Fang Yuan's face, which was white as a ghost, turned red in an instant.

"I screamed because I was hungry, not because I wanted to go there."

That pull word, he held back and didn't say it.

There's still a little sister here. Just talk about such a hidden thing. Don't pollute her ears.

"Why don't you help me to bed?"

Fang Yuanxiang raised his hand to Zeng Xubai.

OK, Zeng Xu helped him up directly.

Yes, Fang Xuxu asked again.

"Are you sure you won't come later?"

"I don't think so."

Fang Yuan touched his stomach. He had no pain for a long time, and his strength was coming back bit by bit. Even the cold sweat just came out was gone now. Only the sweat was still on his clothes, not to mention how uncomfortable it was. If the current conditions did not allow, he really wanted to pick off his clothes, take a hot bath, and then roll his clothes into the quilt Inside.

When he collapsed to the lower bunk, he quickly covered his stomach with a quilt.

Just what to do? He's so hungry. He feels bad in his hungry stomach. Especially after pulling so many times, he doesn't have anything to eat.

"Shubai, give me something to eat."

Fang Yuan sat up and saw the light on both sides. He didn't feel how dark it was.

He again extended his hand to Zeng's narration.

"There are steamed stuffed buns."

Zeng Xuxu remembered that there were several steamed stuffed buns in his bag. He picked up his bag and took out the steamed stuffed buns inside. Although it was said that in winter, steamed stuffed buns could not be broken, but they would be hard. They had long been not soft steamed stuffed buns that could flow with a bite.

When Fang Yuan was about to take over the steamed stuffed bun, a faint voice came.

"Brother Fang, you can't eat steamed stuffed buns now. Don't eat anything with meat and cold."

Fang Yuan's hand in the air couldn't help shaking.

His stomach screamed again, not to mention how uncomfortable it was.

"Even steamed stuffed buns bully my motherless child!"

Zeng Xuxu really doesn't know. Does steamed stuffed bun have anything to do with his mother?

"Brother Fang, are you really hungry?"

Liu Liang asked again, really hungry, can't bear it? If you can wait until the day and drink a bowl of porridge, it will be better than anything, especially white porridge, which is the most nourishing to your stomach.

"He has hypoglycemia."

Zeng Xubai hugged his chest, "there's no big deal on weekdays, but if you're hungry for a long time, you'll faint."

Fang Yuan also put his hand on his forehead.

Look, he didn't feel anything just now, but as soon as he said it, he immediately felt a little dizzy, or dizzy.

"Brother Fang, do you want to eat this?"

Liu Liang took out her lunch box from above the small table. Under the lunch box, she just added some hot water, which is warm now.

"What?"

Fang Yuan grabbed the lunch box, and when it was opened, a smell immediately let him swallow his saliva.

It's fried rice. It's scattered grain by grain. It's equipped with green beans, corn grains and eggs. It's not greasy at all. It's also sprinkled with thin chopped scallions.

The lunch box is still warm in your hand.

Fang Yuan couldn't help swallowing saliva. It was too fragrant.

"Eat?"