Weight loss2

Feeling strange, I called Deng Qi: "Deng Deng, is there something wrong with that weight loss thing? Is there anything addictive, such as poppy or something?

"No, why do you say that?"

"I used that to cook, but I couldn't stop eating."

Is that right? Me too. Now I think about it a lot without eating a meal.

"There may be a problem. Let's stop eating. Beware of food problems."

"Well, I also think there is something wrong."

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Before it stopped for two days, Deng Qi called to go to her house to have a look. The voice on the phone is urgent, I

I didn't dare to delay and rushed to her house. She lives on the 19th floor, a duplex building with 180 square meters of rich people, but it's sad for me. If I don't want to take the elevator, I just take the stairs. The stairs are tired. It's only been half an hour since I walked up to the 19th floor.

After ringing the doorbell for a long time, just as I was about to give up, Deng Qi opened the door. Behind the door, she wrapped in a thick blanket and opened the door and asked me to come in.

The air conditioner is on in the living room, and the outdoor temperature is 32 degrees. Indoors, I don't know, I only know that I sweat in less than two minutes.

Deng Qi circled on the sofa, holding a hot water bag, trembling, and there was a small basin in front of her, which was vomiting yellow and white things. The TV on the wall was full of food programs, and the coffee table in front of the sofa was full of potato chips and chocolate... Looking at Deng Qi, her hair was dry and her face was gray, only showing a bloodless face, and she kept stuffing food into her mouth.

I patted her hand and said, "What are you doing?"

She looked at me with her snot and tears. "I can't help it. I'm really hungry. I can't eat anything." After saying that, he quickly climbed to the edge of the sofa and vomited.

It's really disgusting. The sour smell is really unbearable. "What's wrong with you?"

"I don't know what to eat and what to vomit. Huang, what should I do?

"Have you gone to the hospital? Will you get food poisoning?"

"No, I can't go out like this. Neighbors will have no face when they see it."

When is this? I still estimate the face. Immediately wrapped her from head to toe with the blanket on her body, went downstairs and went to the hospital. Fortunately, there is no property in her house, otherwise how can this shape come out?

As soon as I arrived at the hospital, I washed her stomach. I paid for the money. It's not that I'm stingy. I really don't have money. Staying outside, the doctor came to tell me that he didn't know what food poisoning was yet. I didn't know until the test results of the things in my stomach came out. As a result, I called 2400 to be hospitalized again. I covered my already flat pocket and had no choice but to swipe it with a card.

When I went back to the ward, my steps were a little erratic, and my pockets were light.

Sitting by her bed and looking at her sleeping face, don't be fine, otherwise how can I pay back my credit card account next month? Anyway, it's okay to go home. It's good to watch her hang salt water here. She slept soundly, and I guess it was tossed her miserably this time. The sleeping face looked very quiet, and there were two other patients in the ward, but they all leaned against ** and watched TV. There is nothing to talk about.

In the evening, seeing that Deng Qi really didn't wake up, I went out to find something to eat for myself. In addition, I called the black ticket and won't go back tonight. When I returned to the ward with two bowls of noodles in my hand, I saw that the woman who bought diet pills together last time was also there. When she saw me and smiled amorous feelings, I was immediately frightened. The spot on the face is more bloated than last time.

"You're back. I thought you were gone." Deng Qi looked at me with tears in her eyes, as if I was the only one her friend.

"Well, go out and buy you something to eat." After saying that, he raised the noodles in Yang's hand and brought them to her. I feel guilty. I don't leave because I hope she will pay me back as she wakes up.

"I said, what's wrong with you? Why did you suddenly eat bad? Let's see how you got fat again." Women are nagging.

I saw Deng Qi staring at her and said, "Why do you have spots on your face?"

"What? How is it possible?" After saying that, he immediately took out a mirror from his bag: "No. It's quite white."

"There really is, Huang, you say." Deng Qi turned her eyes to me.

"It's a little bit." I said honestly, "At the corner of my eye."

"It's impossible. How can it be?" After saying that, he looked at us in horror.

Just at this moment, the doctor who piped the bed came in and looked at us a little awkwardly.

"What's wrong? Is there a result?" I stood up and asked quickly.

"No, it's just that what the patient eats is a little strange."

"Why is it strange?" Deng Qi asked herself.

"Your food poisoning is caused by human oil."

"What?" We speak in one voice.

"It's human body fat." The doctor who piped the bed was a little impatient and spoke a little louder. The other two patients with the disease were attracted by the sound.

"Impossible." Deng Qi shouted, "I haven't eaten outside these days. Huang, right?"

Deng Qi looked at me and didn't say anything. In fact, I believed it when the doctor said it just now. I remember that the old man poured a little oily thing into the rice he brought us. Moreover, when I ate it, I just saw the spot on her friend's face. I knew that it was a corpse spot.

My silence made Deng Qi pale. Her friend seemed to be frightened and ran out of the ward screaming, leaving Deng Qi and me with conside over each other.

Later, I didn't remember how it was at all. Deng Qi vomited in the dark again, and the sun and moon were shining. Looking at her vomiting, I couldn't stand vomiting. As a result, the others in the ward couldn't stand complaining one after another, and the hospital let us be discharged on the same day. It's good not to stay there, so that we won't always be looked at by colored glasses.

Deng Qi didn't want to go back to her home. Her husband was on a business trip and there was no one at home, so she lived in my house very toughly. If I had a trace of resistance and immediately asked me to pay back the money, I almost forgot to borrow her 100,000 yuan. Will she give me the hospitalization fee this time? You'd better give it back to me. I don't have money now. With this attitude, I slept on the sofa in the living room and drove the black ticket to the floor. She occupied my bed. I'm not used to sleeping with others, and I feel that it's disgusting to have other people's body temperature.

I can't sleep in the middle of the night. The sofa is very narrow and I'm not used to sleeping at all. I don't know how the black ticket has slept in the past six months. It's time to consider buying him a bed. Of course, when I have money, I won't be rich in a short time.

I know what the sound is in the kitchen. Mouse? The first thing I hate most in my life is the rabbit; the second is the mouse, because I was bitten when I was a child, and I went to the hospital for many days of vaccination.

kicked the black ticket under the sofa with his foot. This boy turned over to avoid me and continued to sleep. This was intolerable. He sat up and kicked him fiercely with his foot. The boy actually sat up and was about to get angry. I knew it might be too much. He hurriedly compared his hands on his lips. "Hush" and then pointed to the kitchen.

Sure enough, he shifted his angry object and went to the kitchen angrily.

I waited in the living room, with my feet huddled on the sofa in case a mouse rushed over and climbed to call.

"Sister, come and have a look." Turn on the kitchen light and call me.

"What's the matter?" I tiptoed and slowly moved to the kitchen to see what was going on: Deng Qi squatted in the middle of the kitchen and kept stuffing raw rice into her mouth. The rice jar in front of her was put down. She ate quickly and in a hurry, and even ate the newspaper. Wait for the newspaper? I'm a little familiar. I remember that the last time I took a bag of diet pills, I hid it in the rice jar, so I ate these days... I felt sick when I thought about it.

"Deng Qi, why are you coming? Don't eat it." I squatted in front of her and grabbed her hand to control her to stop stuffing things into her mouth.

"Ha" She giggled with her teeth, and the raw rice flowed to the ground along the corners of her mouth with saliva. The black ticket squatted aside and began to clean up the ground. Unexpectedly, Deng Qi broke free from my hand and rushed to the black ticket. The black ticket did not support it for a moment. She fell to the ground and bit his hand holding rice. I saw that this was okay and pulled Deng Qi desperately, but she couldn't let go. The black ticket was embarrassed to hit the woman, not to mention my friend. Friends. I had no choice but to grab a handful of rice on the ground and call, "Deng Qi, this way." After attracting her attention, throw it to the other side.

Sure enough, she let go of the black ticket's hand, and the black ticket took the opportunity to retreat to the side and covered her hand: "I can't see that my teeth are so sharp."

I took a look and bit it really hard. There was a circle of teeth, and blood was coming out.

"What should I do now?" The black ticket asked me.

The problem is that I don't know. "I don't wait for her to finish eating. Anyway, there won't be much."

Fortunately, there are not many meters in the rice jar, about half a catty, or she won't find it so quickly. So the black ticket and I watched Deng Qi eat half a catty of rice.

After eating, she was quiet and fell asleep. Help her back to **, and then I sat on the sofa and helped the gangster simply deal with the wound.

"Sister, do you want to break the cold?" The black ticket held his hand with two band-aids.

"Are you okay? It's not a dog bite." I said as I packed the medicine box.

"Sister, this is not for you to save money. Don't call me." The black ticket asked carefully.

This child knows more and more about my thoughts.

Seeing that I didn't answer him, the black ticket, who thought he was right, suddenly shouted, "No, it's over if you have tetanus. Take me to the hospital."

"There's so much nonsense, who won't go to bed." In fact, I'm not sure myself. He should not be so unlucky to be infected by chance. Besides, Deng Qi usually pays attention to brushing her teeth. Before going to bed today, I saw her brushed it.

I didn't dare to sleep all night for fear that Deng Qi would go crazy again; the black ticket didn't sleep, afraid that I would get tetanus.

Fortunately, nothing happened overnight. The next morning, Deng Qi saw our thick dark circles and asked what was going on. I didn't have the strength to ask her to ask the black ticket to explain the cause and effect to her.

Deng Qi first apologized for biting the black ticket, and then immediately asked me for help.

"It's useless for you to come to me. I guess it will be fine if you don't eat it." I really can't think of any other way.

"Why don't we go to the old man's house again and ask what's going on?" She still wants to come up with an idea.

despised her: "I can't. I will have nightmares if I go to that place again."

"What did you say?" The black ticket asked a strange question.

"Nothing." Deng Qi and I looked at each other and absolutely couldn't let others know what we had done.

During the day, Deng Qi returned to her drug addiction. Fortunately, she prescribed some medicine in the hospital and directly let her dream of Zhou Gong. The black ticket pulled me aside: "Sister, did you run into that kind of thing again?"

"Pooh, childish words, crow's mouth, how can it be, it's food poisoning." What is he talking about? I can't wait to slap him in the ear.

"Food poisoning? I think it's like taking drugs." The black ticket hummed and went to cook.

I looked at Deng Qi lying in ** with a complicated look. He sighed and sat next to her. The sunlight outside the window was dazzling, and there was no temperature at all. The surroundings began to quickly penetrate yellow oil from the ground, as if a piece of restaurant paper was quickly penetrated by water, and finally began. The wall began to squirm constantly. Every time it wriggles, it will sprinkle a few drops of oil on the ground. Gradually, the small dots become larger, and a small piece becomes a large piece, and a large piece converges into a piece, surrounding the single bed in the room like a living room.

The encirclement became smaller and smaller, and I put my feet on the single bed, and the ceiling had been soaked with the yellow oil stains.