star hunter

When Zhong Yuncong was exhausted, he vaguely heard the leader of his family tease: "Is the director's seat comfortable?"

Originally, he thought that he could hold on for a while, but when he said this, he immediately rolled his eyes and fainted on the spot.

At the end, the culprit seems to have muttered: "I really don't want to be scared."

...I'm afraid of heights, okay?Still let people lie down in peace? ? ?

When he woke up, it was no surprise that he was in the hospital, but this time he didn't have a ward to himself, and there was an extra patient.

"Yo, you're awake?" His noble patient friend was actually the first to notice that he opened his eyes. Immediately, Su Xian followed suit, and Zhong Yuncong found that he was holding a knife and an apple in his hand.

Actually peeling apples for others.Zhong Yun couldn't help muttering in his heart, even though that "other" was their common leader.

Su Xian failed to comprehend the special meaning in his eyes, but he was indeed attracted by his eyes. He looked at his bloodshot eyes and frowned slightly: "How about the eyes?"

"Eyes? It's nothing." Zhong Yuncong hadn't looked in the mirror so far, so he didn't know the abnormality of his eyes, and he didn't feel any obvious discomfort, so he didn't even know that there was something wrong with his eyes.

Su Xian's brows became even more tangled, and at this moment, Zong Zheng on the other hospital bed said, "I asked, and the doctor said that this kind of subconjunctival hemorrhage usually has no obvious symptoms, so he probably didn't feel anything. In addition, you don’t have to worry too much, it won’t affect your eyesight, and the eye drops for the symptoms have been prescribed, and it will subside within two weeks.”

Su Xian felt relieved, and his boss over there urged: "Since there is no serious problem, feel free to peel the apples for me."

Su Xian couldn't laugh or cry immediately, but the leader's order cannot be violated. It seemed that Zhong Yuncong had nothing serious, so he resigned to his fate and went back to peel the apples.

Zhong Yun listened from the side, only then did he realize that there was something wrong with his eyes, but it was neither painful nor itchy, and he didn't take it too seriously, but... if Director Zong was not around, he would probably take the opportunity Sell ​​it badly, please do something good.

Since there is a light bulb, pull it down.

But every yard counts, he still minds that Su Xian peels apples for Zong Zhengzheng, it's not that he's jealous, he's not so narrow-minded as to compete with an old man, he's just out of balance—why does he have I don't? ? ?

"Cough, cough, cough, cough!" In order to attract someone's attention, he acted like an asthma attack by clearing his throat. The acting was a bit clumsy, but he finally got his wish—Officer Su turned his face and glanced helplessly at him One glance: "What's the matter?"

For some reason, after catching his sight, Zhong Yuncong's aura suddenly dropped. He scratched his head and looked around: "What... I'm a little thirsty too."

Su Xian was startled for a moment, but immediately realized that he couldn't help but smile, but before he could reply, Zong Zheng spoke first: "Drink water when you're thirsty."

"..." Zhong Yuncong was almost choked by his own saliva, he glared at the old man, and made it clear: "I want to eat apples too."

Zong Zheng was unmoved at all: "It's all washed, you can take it yourself if you want to eat."

"..." Zhong Yun was so angry that he lost his voice for the second time. After a while, he gritted his teeth and asked, "Why do you eat apples that someone peels and I don't have mine?"

"Why do you ask me?" Zong Zheng smiled and pointed at himself, "Because I am the director."

Zhong Yuncong had a mouthful of old blood choked in his throat, almost choking himself to death.

Director Zong pointed at him again: "If you become the director, someone will peel your apples."

If the subtext can't be heard, the old man just wanted to put up a billboard with a line of eye-catching slogans scrolling on it-do you want to live a life where you can order others to peel apples anytime, anywhere?The director of the Administration Bureau thinks about it.

Zhong Yuncong was actually laughed out of anger, and remembered those two sentences before he fell into a coma, these repeated hints, it seems that the director is serious.

But the more this happened, the greater the pressure on him.

no?At such a young age, I am about to reach the pinnacle of life where I get promoted and get rich?He thought bitterly.

Su Xian was unable to intervene in what he thought was a very childish mutual confrontation from beginning to end, but he could see a fact from the rambling conversation, that is, he seemed to be regarded as an apple peeler .

He glanced at his leader speechlessly, and said in his heart that I help you peel the apples out of respect for your old man, not because of your status as the director, okay?

It's hard to say whether Zong Zhengze saw that his heart was blocked, but Zhong Yuncong added fuel to the fire and demolished him. He choked Zong Zhengzheng angrily: "Hmph, even if I'm not a bureau chief, Su Xian will still help me peel apples!"

The director turned to the person involved and raised his eyebrows: "Oh? Is that so?"

The person involved looked away: "No, no, cut it yourself."

His repeated denials made Zong Zheng laugh with satisfaction, while Zhong Yuncong glared at him.

Su Xian sighed, and was about to end the topic of peeling apples. Let's talk about the real business. When Hui Qiong died, there was a light knock on the door of the ward.

The three of them didn't pay much attention, thinking that it was the medical staff who came to make rounds, Zong Zheng replied, "Please come in."

"It seems very lively?" A young girl in her twenties was the first to enter the door, followed by a slightly older middle-aged woman. Both of them were smiling, and their eyebrows were quite similar. .

Zhong Yuncong was stunned for a moment, but soon realized who it was - he had seen their photos in the corner of Zong Zhengzheng's desk.

They are Zong Zhengzheng's wife and daughter.

It's just that compared to that photo, the mother and daughter look different - the mother is naturally getting older, and the daughter has grown up a lot.

Su Xian's reaction was much faster than his. He immediately got up and nodded at the middle-aged woman: "Master."

Mrs. Zong has a gentle temperament, with curved eyebrows and eyes. She was a little surprised to see Su Xian, but more joyful: "Su Xian is here too."

After finishing speaking, his eyes fell on Zhong Yuncong on the other side, and his smile deepened: "Xiao Zhong finally woke up, our old sect was worried about you before."

Zhong Yuncong was also surprised at the "teacher" that Su Xian called out. Seeing that the words suddenly fell on him, he didn't expect that the other party not only recognized him, but also had a very friendly tone. But I didn't know what to call it, so in a hurry, I followed Su Xian's address: "... Hi, Mistress! I'm fine, I'm fine, thank you for your concern!"

Su Xian glanced at him and said nothing, but Mrs. Zong showed a look of surprise, and her daughter asked directly for her: "Hey, you are also my father's student? But you seem to be a newcomer, right? Haven't you been working part-time at the training camp for several years?"

It was only then that Zhong Yun figured out why there was still a teacher-student relationship between Zong Zhengze and Su Xian, but in this way, it seemed that he really shouldn't be shouting after others, after all, strictly speaking, he was an instructor in the training camp. It's Huo Jing, calling Mrs. Jia Zong his teacher's wife, it's really high.

Just when he was ashamed and wanted to dig a hole to bury himself, Zong Zheng said again. He thought he would run on him, but he didn't expect to save him: "I trained this kid, but not in the training camp. inside."

As he spoke, he paused for a moment, looked at Zhong Yuncong, and said with a smile: "Call me teacher, you won't suffer, right?"

Zhong Yuncong naturally nodded bluntly: "How can I suffer? It is clear that I saved the Milky Way in my previous life so I can be honored to be your student!"

His sycophantic behavior can't help but make Su Xian help his forehead: You alone are enough to save the galaxy, why drag me into the water?

Zong Zheng didn't comment on his flattery, he raised half of his brows: "In that case, first call 'teacher' to listen."

If you shout, you can shout, anyway, the teacher's wife has shouted.Just when Zhong Yuncong was about to yell shyly, his teacher's wife covered her mouth and smiled: "Okay, don't tease other people's children, I don't know how to be serious when I'm old."

Zong Zheng coughed lightly, and glanced at his wife and daughter: "Why are you here? Doesn't Yuan Qi have to go to class?"

"Today is the weekend, Dad." Zong Yuanqi shrugged, pinching his nose, "If I wasn't worried about you, I wouldn't want to come to the hospital... I almost have a shadow of this place."

Zong Yuanqi's eyebrows are similar to his mother's, but the lower half of his face is still more similar to Zong Zhengze's. He has a handsome face, and his demeanor is not as stable as his parents. His gestures always inadvertently bring out a bit of liveliness, which is more youthful Vigorous.

Zhong Yuncong was a little curious after hearing her words, and couldn't help wondering what was going on with her "shadow", Su Xian obviously had the same question, but he was more familiar with the other party, so he directly said: "What's wrong with Yuan Qi? "

Zong Yuanqi smiled wryly, and her mother answered the question for her with a sigh: "A while ago, the students in her school were fighting, and when she went to stop her, she was pushed down by a child, fell down the stairs, and fell into a coma for a long time. , and finally had an operation before waking up.”

Surprised, Su Xian turned to Zong Zhengze: "Why didn't you mention it to me?"

Zong Zheng said calmly: "I don't need to tell you about private matters."

Su Xian opened his mouth, but he was familiar with the character of the boss and teacher, so he remained silent in the end.

Zhong Yuncong is not familiar with Zong Yuanqi, and today is just the first meeting, but because of Zong Zhengzheng, he also has a sense of closeness to his family, he hesitated for a moment, and asked cautiously: "It's all right now. Bar?"

Zong Yuanqi was putting the bouquet in his hand into the crude vase on the bedside table, and put half of it into Zhong Yuncong's one here, fiddled with it a few times, and smiled at him: "Don't worry, I'm still a fortune teller." Great, no sequelae left."

Zhong Yuncong also laughed: "It's fine."

Mrs. Zong also put down the thermos in her hand: "I made some soup for you, hey, I only brought two bowls, if I knew that Su Xian was here..."

Su Xian quickly shook his head: "I don't need it, I'm not a patient."

Patient Zhong Yun never thought that he would drink Zong Zhengzheng's Guangneng soup, and he became more and more embarrassed: "I don't need it either! Zongju's injury is relatively serious, let him take good care of his body!"

To be honest, Zong Zhengze's injuries were all caused by him. Although He Huiqiong was the instigator, Zhong Yuncong was still quite sorry.

Mrs. Zong smiled, and when she was about to say something, Zong Zheng spoke first: "Drink as soon as I tell you, don't talk so much nonsense."

When he became serious, Zhong Yuncong didn't dare to make a sound. After finishing the soup Mrs. Zong had served in two or three strokes, he put honey on his mouth and shouted that it was delicious. The latter praised him with a smile on his face.He took the opportunity to rub his stomach and said that he wanted to go out for a snack.

He looked at Su Xian helplessly: "Come out for a walk with me?"

Su Xian glanced at the family of three next door. Of course he could understand Zhong Yuncong's discomfort. He bent his mouth, took the coat hanging on the wooden rack, and handed it to him: "Get dressed."

Zong Zheng didn't say anything, he just drank his soup on his own, but Zong Yuanqi, who had been serving the bouquet with his head down, moved his eyelids slightly the moment the two walked out of the ward, and glanced at their backs.

She gave an imperceptible smile.