Song Rui almost fainted when he heard this. His face suddenly turned pale, and he asked in a trembling voice, "Ruofei … I'm really infected … That … How serious is it?"
Xia Ruofei said seriously, "Your condition is called hypochondriasis in medicine. It's a type of somatoform disorder. It mainly means that the patient is worried or believes that he or she has one or more serious somatic diseases, accompanied by anxiety or depression. Looking at your condition, it can also be classified as Ai phobia, which is … "
"Wait! Wait! "Song Rui shouted," You're saying that I don't have AIDS? "
Xia Ruofei was laughing in his heart, but his expression was still serious. He shrugged and said, "When did I say that you have AIDS?"
"F * ck! Then why did you say it was so serious? Why did you look so sad? "Song Rui said angrily." Bro, scaring people can scare people to death, okay? "
Xia Ruofei said in his heart, I just want to scare you! Let's see if you still dare to go out and have fun in the future …
Xia Ruofei said seriously, "Song Rui, don't underestimate hypochondriasis. It's a neurological disease! And it will bring a lot of adverse reactions to the body. Research has shown that people with serious cancer phobia have a higher chance of getting cancer than the average person! "
"Don't explain it to me!" Song Rui said, "Bro, this situation is different. If it weren't for this, I wouldn't be so paranoid all the time!"
Xia Ruofei looked at Song Rui with a faint smile and said, "All diseases have a cause. This' thing 'that you're talking about is the cause!"
"Okay, okay!" Song Rui raised his hands and begged for mercy. Then, he said without confidence, "Ruofei, it's not that I don't believe you, but … I really have symptoms. It's not my illusion! I've been having a fever recently! My throat hurts too! "
Xia Ruofei said indifferently, "You're suffering from wind-heat fever! Go get yourself some Huo Xiang Dripping Pills or Yinqiao Detoxification Pills and take them for a few days! "
"It's … it's that simple?" Song Rui was dumbfounded.
"Don't tell me you want to be very serious?" Xia Ruofei asked, somewhat amused.
"No, no, it's just that I can't believe it …" Song Rui laughed. "But … My appetite has been bad recently!"
"You've been letting your imagination run wild all day long to the point that you're about to go crazy. It'd be strange if you still have the appetite to eat!"
"Then I've lost a lot of weight! This should be objective data! I weigh myself every day! "Song Rui said.
Xia Ruofei glanced at Song Rui and said: "Nonsense! If I were like you, I wouldn't eat or drink all day long, and I'd be as paranoid as a bird startled by the twang of a bow. My weight would also drop! "
"You mean … I'm just scaring myself?" Song Rui murmured.
Xia Ruofei shrugged and said, "It's up to you to believe it or not!"
"I believe, I believe!" Song Rui quickly showed a flattering smile and said, "You, the great doctor Xia, have already diagnosed me. How can I not believe it!"
Sometimes, people are like this. When they suspect that they have some kind of illness, they will naturally be paranoid. Especially now that the Internet is so advanced, many people habitually search online. In the end, they will find that the various symptoms listed on the Internet all seem to match themselves.
Little did they know that if things like seeing a doctor could rely on the Internet, what would be the use of doctors?
If diseases could be diagnosed through a search engine, would there be a need for medical universities to set up a five-year clinical major? Everyone could be given a computer with Internet access to see a doctor. Why waste five years?
With Xia Ruofei's personal diagnosis, Song Rui's worries were all gone. Just a moment ago, he looked sickly, but now he was full of energy.
He laughed and said, "That … Ruofei, the Huo Xiang Dripping Pill you mentioned just now takes too long to take effect. Since you've already diagnosed me, then you should take responsibility until the end! Prescribe me some medicine that takes effect quickly. It's uncomfortable for me to have a fever every day! "
Xia Ruofei shook his head helplessly and said, "You little brat … I gave you an inch and you wanted a mile!"
"Hehe, we're brothers for a lifetime. You can't be so cruel, right?" Song Rui said shamelessly.
"Fine! I knew there would be no good banquet! " Xia Ruofei said as she opened her handbag. She reached her hand into it and took out a small porcelain bottle.
There were still more than ten pills left from the pills he made for Song Wei last time. Xia Ruofei had just used his telepathic thoughts to inform Xia Qing in the space to put three pills in the small porcelain bottle.
Because of the difference in the flow of time of the outside world, Xia Qing in the space had already prepared the pills even though it was only a few seconds.
Xia Ruofei reaching into his handbag was just a cover to make Song Rui think that he was taking something out of his bag. In fact, he directly took it out of the space with his telepathic thoughts.
"Take it after meals, one pill at a time!" Xia Ruofei said, "It should be fine in a day."
The pills contained the petals of the Spirit Heart Flower. Even Song Wei's strange toxins could be removed after ten to twenty days of continuous consumption. Song Rui only had a common cold, so three pills would definitely be enough to cure him.
In fact, it was a waste to use these pills to treat a cold. However, Xia Ruofei also knew that if Song Rui's cold wasn't treated properly, he would always be suspicious.
For the health of his good brother, Xia Ruofei didn't feel too distressed even though he knew that it was like using a cannon to kill a mosquito.
What's more, these pills were originally prepared for Song Wei. It would be a waste not to use them, so it was better to give them to Song Rui.
Song Rui took the porcelain bottle as if it was a treasure and carefully put it in his arms. He said happily, "You're really good! Good brother! "
Xia Ruofei rolled his eyes and said, "If you don't serve the dishes, your good brother will starve to death …"
Song Rui patted his head and said embarrassedly, "It's my fault, my fault. I'll get them to serve the dishes right away!"
After that, Song Rui shouted, "Waiter!"
The waiter at the door immediately pushed the door open and asked, "Sir, is there anything I can help you with?"
Song Rui swept away his decadence and said in high spirits, "Tell the kitchen to serve the dishes! Hurry up! "
"Yes, sir!"
Song Rui then looked at Xia Ruofei and asked, "By the way, Ruofei, do you want to order a few more dishes?"
Xia Ruofei waved his hand and said, "No, it's just the two of us. Let's make it simple! By the way, you haven't recovered from your cold, so let's not drink at noon! "
"You have to listen to the doctor's advice!" Song Rui laughed and said to the waiter, "Take away the wine! And hurry up with the dishes! "
"Okay!"
…
Tahrir Square.
Song Wei and her best friend, Zhuo Yiyi, walked out of a western restaurant and stood by the roadside waiting for a taxi.
Song Wei's car was still in the southwest, and Song Qiming was very strict with herself. Song Wei would never use a private car just because her father was a provincial high-ranking official. Therefore, she had accompanied Zhuo Yiyi around Sanshan City for the past two days. She mainly took a taxi when she went out, and sometimes even took the bus or the subway.
It sounded a little unbelievable that the daughter of a provincial party secretary and a provincial party committee member would take the bus or the subway when she went out. However, it was normal for Song Qiming's family.
Only when it concerned Song Wei's safety would Song Qiming use her power, but only within the rules.
Including the last time when she sent Song Wei's blood sample to Beijing for examination, with Song Qiming's influence, it only delayed the flight for a few minutes, and it didn't affect the departure time. All the expenses for the medical staff of the provincial people's hospital to Beijing were paid by Song Qiming.
After a few days of playing in Sanshan City, Zhuo Yiyi was ready to go home, so Song Wei accompanied Zhuo Yiyi to have lunch at noon to see her off.
The two of them had been roommates for four years in college, and they were the only two girls in the whole grade majoring in archaeology, so their relationship was naturally quite close.
The two of them stood at the taxi stop under the shade of a tree. Song Wei said reluctantly, "Yiyi, are you really not going to stay for a few more days?"
Zhuo Yiyi said with a smile, "Little girl, do you like me and don't want me to leave?"
Song Wei rolled her eyes at Zhuo Yiyi coquettishly and said, "Go to hell! You're not serious! "
Zhuo Yiyi laughed and said mischievously, "I suddenly thought of a very interesting question … Do you think the boys in the archaeology department will be heartbroken if we become lesbians?"
There were only two girls in the entire grade majoring in archaeology, and the rest were all boys. If the only two girls were to "hold hands," it meant that the boys in the archaeology department were failures!
Song Wei couldn't help but burst into laughter. "What kind of nonsense are you thinking about all day long in that little head of yours?"
"It's just a discussion! Whether or not it has been put into practice … "Zhuo Yiyi said indifferently," Let me make a statement first! I'm a pure girl! I'm not interested in girls! "
When Song Wei heard the words "pure girl," she almost burst out laughing. She held her stomach and laughed as she pointed at Zhuo Yiyi and said breathlessly, "You mischievous girl …"
Zhuo Yiyi blinked her big eyes and said, "Seriously, I haven't solved my personal problems yet! If you have any good boys, you must remember to introduce them to me! "
Song Wei curled her lips and said, "That's because you have high expectations! You, the great beauty Zhuo, are the goddess in the hearts of the boys! As long as you beckon with your finger, there will probably be a strong platoon of suitors! "
"You make it sound like you're not a goddess …" Zhuo Yiyi muttered, "Who asked the archaeology department to have more men than women? They don't have a choice, okay? "
Song Wei pursed her lips and said with a smile, "That seems to make sense … The boys in our department are so miserable …"
The noon sun was very hot, and the road on this side of Liberation Square seemed to be melting. The two of them stood under the shade of a tree and talked for a while, but there was not a single empty taxi passing by.
However, the two of them were not in a hurry. Zhuo Yiyi's flight was in the evening, so they were not in a hurry. They just needed to take a taxi to the hotel to pick up their luggage.
Moreover, the two girls always had endless things to talk about. Plus, they were about to leave, so the two of them hoped to talk for a while longer.
However, while Song Wei and Zhuo Yiyi were chatting, they did not notice that on a motorcycle not far away, two young men wearing helmets were constantly looking in their direction.
The motorcycle slowly drove toward the two of them on the side of the road, but the two of them were not aware of the approaching danger.
When the motorcycle passed in front of the two of them, the person behind suddenly reached out and grabbed Song Wei's bag. Then, the person in front of them tacitly twisted the accelerator, and the motorcycle suddenly sped up and rushed out.
Song Wei didn't expect that there would be bikers trying to steal her bag in broad daylight. She was also quite shocked. She wasn't prepared at all in the blink of an eye. When the motorcycle sped up, she was pulled by the bag and staggered.
Although Song Wei subconsciously grabbed her bag, she was caught off guard. Coupled with the momentum of the motorcycle, there was no way she could beat the biker. She felt the weight in her hand disappear, and her bag was snatched away.
At this time, Song Wei did not react, but Zhuo Yiyi's reaction was faster. She shouted, "Robbery!"
Then, he quickly chased after the motorcycle.
Song Wei came back to her senses and shouted, "Yiyi, forget it …"
However, Zhuo Yiyi had already run a few meters away. She seemed to have not heard Song Wei's words and desperately chased after the motorcycle.
Song Wei originally did not intend to chase after them. Although she did not expect the security of Sanshan City to be more chaotic than she had imagined, she was still the daughter of the municipal party secretary. Since these two guys had snatched her bag, there was no way they could run away.
Song Qiming said a word, and this kind of petty thief had nowhere to hide.
But now, Zhuo Yiyi had already chased after them. Her opponents were two strong men! Song Wei was worried that Zhuo Yiyi would be taken advantage of, so she did not even have time to make a phone call. She hurriedly chased after Zhuo Yiyi.
…
At the entrance of the Shangri-La Hotel, Xia Ruofei and Song Rui, who had just finished eating and drinking, had just stepped out of the hotel when they heard someone not far away shouting, "Robbery!"
Xia Ruofei turned his head to look. A motorcycle was speeding along the road south of Liberation Square toward them. The person sitting in the back of the motorcycle kept turning her head to look back from time to time.
The person was holding a handbag that was obviously for women.
Behind the motorcycle, a girl in a T-shirt and jeans was running wildly.
"F * ck! What's going on? "Song Rui could not help but shout.
The motorcycle was coming very quickly. It was about to reach where Xia Ruofei and Song Rui were.
The motorcycle was driving in the opposite lane, and there was a guardrail in the middle.
For Xia Ruofei, it was not difficult to block it directly. It was just the width of the road. He could fly over it with a light tap. However, it would be a little shocking.
Xia Ruofei looked around and did not find anything useful, so he shouted, "Song Rui, take off your shoes!"
"Ah?" Song Rui was stunned and did not react for a moment.
Xia Ruofei directly grabbed Song Rui's right leg. With a light shake, Song Rui's shoe immediately fell off his foot.
Xia Ruofei did not wait for the shoe to fall to the ground. He did a tossing action similar to a ball. He tossed Song Rui's shoe about half a meter high. Then, he turned sideways and gave a side kick. His right foot landed solidly on Song Rui's shoe.
Volley shot!
The shoe flew out in a parabola. It swept past the guardrail in the middle of the road and fell rapidly.
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