Master, he has to report his thoughts every day [Rebirth]

Shu Wangbei didn't sleep well after thinking too much the night before.

Today is Monday, when Zhou Xi was about to go out in the morning, Shu Wangbei remembered that he could ask Teacher Zhou for a kiss according to the agreement, but the two of them had kissed once in the car the night before, and he suspected that Zhou Xi would put Counting that time, wouldn't there be nothing today!

Shu Wangbei's heart ached. Seeing Zhou Li go out with the car keys, he grabbed Zhou Xi's wheelchair.

Zhou Xi was turning the wheelchair to get out, when the wheel he pulled rubbed against the ground and made a hissing sound, which made his teeth ache.

Zhou Xi looked back at him, and found that Shu Wangbei was looking at him with a bitter face, and his hands were still firmly on the wheel.

"It's time for you to kiss me today," Shu Wangbei saw that Zhou Xi was about to open his mouth to speak, and immediately interrupted him and said hastily, "Don't say that kissing yesterday is worth today's share, I disagree."

Teacher Zhou can be ruthless when dealing with disobedient students, but when facing his lover, he really feels that he has enough energy to spare.

He is a whole round older than Shu Wangbei, and he used to be his teacher. In ancient times, the word "teacher" is often followed by the word "father", which means that a teacher is similar to a father.

Shu Wangbei is still young, and his outlook on the world and life has not yet been formed. Zhou Xi feels that he has the responsibility to guide Shu Wangbei. He doesn't want to use the word "teach" because they are equal now.

Zhou Xi didn't want Shu Wangbei to be addicted to love at a young age, he didn't have any special expectations for Shu Wangbei, he just hoped that he could be an honest and responsible person, and hoped that he could live his life with no regrets in his heart. Shadow, full and happy every day, I hope he can see the broader sky and enjoy the most common and extremely rare ordinary happiness in the world that can be experienced by a human being.

So, he tried hard to restrain himself.

From the moment he decided to marry Shu Wangbei, he had already reserved a place for him in his heart. This place belonged to his partner and would never be occupied by other people or things in his life.The moment he held Shu Wangbei's wrist, he had already made an acquiescence to himself in his heart that this person was something he could get close to, and the other party could also be close to him.

Therefore, when facing a person who belongs completely to himself and to the other party, it is actually difficult for him to restrain himself, because he has already taken the initiative to tear down the high wall in his heart, allowing and even luring the other party to come in step by step.

However, Shu Wangbei didn't understand this, he always looked at himself with fiery eyes.

Shu Wangbei himself may not know that there is ignorance and a little panic hidden under his blatant enthusiasm. When Zhou Xi kissed him deeply, his body was trembling slightly.

Now, he came to tease himself again, and once again acted like a child and acted like a spoiled child. Zhou Xi smiled helplessly, fought with his own self-control, and compromised.

He leaned forward, but Shu Wangbei covered his mouth with his hand.

"No, time is too tight now, not enough kisses, please remember that you owe me, wait for you to come back at night," Shu Wangbei deliberately put on a fierce look, and said word by word: "I, yes, Deep, kiss."

Zhou Xi smiled helplessly, patted the top of Shu Wangbei's head, and turned the wheelchair to go out.

In the morning, Shu Wangbei racked his brains to finish the [-]-word thought report that he owed. He found that it is really useful to write too much of this kind of thing. Before, he had to work hard to write an article. Xi could see that the punishment was more severe, and he suffocated himself to death. Now his writing speed has obviously increased, and recently memorizing dictionaries and ancient poems has brought a lot of benefits. This kind of monotonous and uninteresting writing is quite literary, and even Zhou Xi said that he has improved after reading it.

In the afternoon Zhou Li sent the box of video tapes and high school textbooks. Shu Wangbei put a lot of effort into tidying them up and put them on a half-empty bookshelf in the study. Putting his books together gave him a sense of happiness.

In the evening, Shu Wangbei cooked two dishes and one soup, and made a big pot of steamed buns stuffed with pork and shepherd's purse.

Just as the buns were out of the pot, there was a soft knock at the door.

"Brother, come quickly!" Zhou Li shouted, his voice was not quite right.

Shu Wangbei put down the lid of the pot and ran towards the door, only to see Zhou Xi being carried on Zhou Li's back, his brows were tightly wrinkled, and his face was as pale as paper.

Shu Wangbei's heart skipped a beat, he didn't know how he got there all the way, and when he got in front of Zhou Xi, his hands were trembling.

"I'm fine, don't be afraid." Zhou Xi comforted softly, his voice was hoarse, and it sounded abnormal.

"It's just a hard mouth," Zhou Li said angrily, "Don't tell me when you feel uncomfortable on the road. I didn't find out that something was wrong with him until I got home."

It was too late to say these things at this time, the two hurriedly put Zhou Xi on the bed, Zhou Li ran to the study to call the nursing home, Shu Wangbei sat by the bed, and reached out to touch Zhou Xi's forehead in distress.

"It's so hot!" Shu Wangbei panicked, looking around the bed, thinking about what to do now, but his mind was blank.

A hot hand grabbed his wrist, and Zhou Xi coughed lightly, "Go get me a wet towel."

Shu Wangbei just woke up like a dream, pulled a quilt to cover Zhou Xi, tucked up the gap, ran out to put a basin of cold water from the tap, threw the towel in and brought it to the bedroom.

He wrung out the towel and wiped Zhou Xi's hands and face first, then put it in the basin and scrubbed it a few times, wrung it dry and put it on Zhou Xi's forehead.

There was a thermometer in the bedside table, he found it out and put it under Zhou Xi's armpit.

When he unbuttoned Zhou Xi's collar, he finally had a chance to see his husband's chest, but he was completely out of his mind.

Zhou Li poked his head in from the door, "I've said hello to Dr. Li, he's making preparations, and I'm going to pick him up now."

After speaking, he left in a hurry.

The thermometer showed a temperature of 39.2 degrees. Shu Wangbei was worried, and poured a glass of warm water for Zhou Xi to drink, hoping that drinking more water would cool him down.

Zhou Xi didn't seem to be very conscious. When Shu Wangbei talked to him, his reaction was obviously much slower, and he only responded occasionally.

Shu Wangbei was on the verge of tears, hating himself for having only learned cooking from his father and not having any knowledge of medical knowledge.

Zhou Xi squinted his eyes halfway, focusing on Shu Wangbei's face. When he secretly lowered his head to wipe his tears, he slowly reached out and squeezed Shu Wangbei's wrist, his voice was so hoarse that he could barely speak, "Don't be afraid ….”

Shu Wangbei felt that the time waiting for the doctor to come was extremely difficult. Before Dr. Li arrived, Zhou Xi vomited once. He hadn't eaten at night, and what he vomited was gastric juice.

Shu Wangbei cried and cleaned up, wishing to beat himself to death, it would be useless at the critical moment, and Zhou Xi didn't even let him eat.

He hurried to the kitchen, found millet porridge and boiled it in the pot, fearing that Zhou Xi's mouth would not taste good, he also chopped up shredded green vegetables and mashed a salted egg yolk to put it in the pot.

After finishing, he hurried into the room to look at Zhou Xi, afraid that something would happen to him again.

Finally, there was a noise at the door, and Zhou Li brought Dr. Li over.

Dr. Li is Zhou Xi's attending doctor and knows his physical condition very well.

He took the stethoscope and listened back and forth, looked at the condition of his throat, and his tense expression when he entered the room just now relaxed slightly, "There are rales in the lungs, it is mild pneumonia."

Shu Wangbei was not at ease when he heard this, "Didn't he hurt his lungs in the coking plant last time? Will it affect him if he gets pneumonia again?"

Dr. Li shook his head, "The last injury has fully recovered, you don't have to worry, the main thing now is to find a way to reduce his fever."

Zhou Li told Zhou Xi's symptoms on the phone. Dr. Li came prepared, and the medicine box was full of medicines and injections. He gave Zhou Xi injections to reduce fever, and brought a bunch of them to Shu Wangbei. The medicine, each box has carefully written the method of use.

"Take the anti-inflammatory medicine after meals, after the anti-fever injection, you need to give him a lot of water, take small sips, you can mix a little salt in the water, the body temperature should drop soon, if you have a fever again in the middle of the night, take this Antipyretics, at least once every four hours, see the situation tomorrow morning, if the situation is better, continue to take the medicine at home, put it off for rehabilitation, if the situation is not good, call me." Dr. Li explained in detail.

Shu Wangbei remembered everything. Before Dr. Li left, he hurried to the study and took 200 yuan and stuffed it in his pocket. Dr. Li said he would not take it, but Shu Wangbei couldn't help insisting that he just put it in his pocket.

After returning to the bedroom, Shu Wangbei realized that his underwear was soaked with sweat.

Dr. Li was right, Zhou Xi's body temperature slowly dropped, and he gradually became sober, and found that Shu Wangbei sitting by the bed had red eye circles, and Zhou Li was softly persuading him.

Zhou Xi couldn't help coughing, both of them looked at him, Shu Wangbei jumped up, "Are you awake? I'll get you some porridge." After saying that, he hurried out.

Zhou Li approached the bed and touched his brother's forehead, "I'm really not used to seeing you weak. It was the same when I was injured last time, and it's the same when I'm sick this time."

Zhou Xi shook his head, "I'm fine."

Zhou Li frowned, "He was terrified. He said he was going to serve porridge, so he must have gone to the kitchen and cried."

Zhou Xi glanced in the direction of the kitchen, "I made you worry."

Zhou Li also glanced at the door, seeing that Shu Wangbei hadn't come back, he asked in a low voice, "What's the matter? Are you tired from going out yesterday? You're not made of glass, are you?"

Zhou Xi shook his head, "Don't tell Wang Bei that, he will think about it and blame himself."

"Then what's the matter with you?" Zhou Li continued to ask.

"He called me." Zhou Xi said.

"Who?" Zhou Li didn't realize it at first, and it took a few seconds to realize that this "he" refers to their biological father, Shen Jie.