it takes a little effort

Ling Chuan counted the time, and it has been almost a month since the plaster cast was applied.

I had dinner on Monday and went to the hospital. The doctor took a picture and recovered well.

The right hand that saw the sun again was a shade whiter than the left.

He twisted his wrist twice, couldn't help taking a photo and sending it to Jiang Kai.

【My golden right arm is finally free! ! ! ! 】

【congratulations. 】

【Hey, I'm going home to pack my things now, ready to be embraced by me! 】

[Okay, Telecom. 】

As soon as she heard that her grandson was going back, grandma immediately dropped the remote control in hand and went out to buy vegetables and make dumplings, and there was nothing to stop her.

"If you can't finish eating the dumplings, put them in the refrigerator and freeze them. Don't keep them fresh. If you think about them and forget them, they will be wasted. Do you know?" Grandma explained.

"Got it." Ling Chuan sat on the bed and packed his luggage. He originally planned to stay for a few days this time, and he didn't bring a few clothes, so he stuffed them directly into his backpack.

"Call back when you arrive." His mother handed him a red envelope.

Ling Chuan happily took the red envelope, glanced at it, "It's so big! Mom, did you pick up the money?"

"Anyway, sooner or later, it will be yours. Now pack more and then less." Mom said.

"Hey, actually I have saved money, you can save it to buy new clothes." Ling Chuan returned the money.

"How much money do you have?" Mom straightened his hair. "You must learn to take care of yourself when you are away from home. Don't eat those messy things all the time. Buy more fruits."

"Hey, mom is so kind." Ling Chuan rubbed his mom's arm.

Mom raised her head and laughed twice, "Anyway, it's your dad's money."

After Ling Chuan arrived in S City, he first reported his safety to his family.

Suddenly breaking away from the lively atmosphere, I was not used to it, but when I thought of seeing Jiang Kai soon, I couldn't care less about the melancholy.

He rushed out of the hall with a bunch of things.

The driver of the black car on the side of the road dragged him, "Young man, where are you going? Do you want to see him off?"

Ling Chuan chuckled, "Someone is answering."

It was the first time he said these words confidently in a foreign land, and he felt very comfortable in his heart.

After waiting at the appointed place for about 3 minutes, a familiar vehicle entered Ling Chuan's field of vision.

His heartbeat accelerated inexplicably.

I haven't seen each other for more than two weeks, and I start videos almost every day, but it feels like half a century has passed.

Jiang Kai parked the car in front of him, tilted his head and looked out the passenger window.

"Little friend, where are you going? Do you want uncle to take you for a ride?" Jiang Kai said with a smile.

Ling Chuan put his things on the back seat, opened the passenger door and got in, "You sound like a human trafficker, you know that?"

Jiang Kai raised the corners of his lips and looked at him.

Before he could put on his seat belt, Jiang Kai rushed forward.

Ling Chuan stared and saw an aunt passing by outside the front windshield, looking in, but the back of his head was pinned by Jiang Kai's fingers, and he couldn't move.

He even saw clearly the whole process of aunt's eyes turning from curiosity to surprise and then to disgust.

The first time he received this kind of gaze, he felt his chest constricted, and he was a little absent-minded when he closed his eyes and responded.

This kiss was emotional, but because the posture was not convenient and my back was sore easily, it didn't last long.

When they parted, Ling Chuan suddenly realized that Jiang Kai's complexion was not very good.

It's not the bad kind of bad mood, it's really, very bad.

He didn't pay attention when he got in the car, Jiang Kai's complexion could almost be described as pale.

The air conditioner was on in the car, but Jiang Kai's body was hot to the touch.

"Do you have a fever?" This was Ling Chuan's first reaction.

"Maybe a little," Jiang Kai rubbed his face, took a deep breath, "I'm tired today."

Ling Chuan reached out and touched his forehead, "What's the possibility! You're absolutely fucking burned!"

Jiang Kai leaned on the back of the chair and exhaled softly.

Just now, because of seeing Ling Chuan, I managed to gain some energy, but after being said so, I felt sore all over again.

He was indeed burned.

He felt something was wrong last night, so he lay down early after dinner, but when he woke up in the morning, he still felt his head was heavy and his body was weak.

Lao Li took personal leave for the past two days, and he managed to survive another day.

After working in the afternoon, he took some antipyretics, and when Ling Chuan called him, he was already lying in the car and fell asleep, so he came late.

Sleepy.

But Ling Chuan rushed back so excitedly, he didn't want to spoil the fun.

"I'm fine," Jiang Kai reached out and scratched Ling Chuan's head, "Are you hungry, what do you want to eat?"

"Your face looks like dried vegetables, do you seem to be okay?" Ling Chuan said, "Come down, I'll drive."

"Do you have a book?" Jiang Kai was a little surprised, he had never seen Ling Chuan drive.

"Yes, I keep it with me all the time," Ling Chuan patted the small backpack, "It's just that I seldom drive it, so I used my dad's car for practice."

Before Jiang Kai could react, Ling Chuan walked around to the driver's seat and opened the door. Jiang Kai got out of the car with a smile.

Ling Chuan hadn't touched the car key for a long time. After sitting on it confidently, he didn't know what to do. After buckling up the seat belt, he studied it and found that it couldn't be started. He turned his head and asked, "How to start it?"

Jiang Kai twisted the key, squeezed his fingertips, and pressed and held the start button for two seconds, and then heard the sound of the engine.

"Oh... so advanced..." Ling Chuan let go of his fingers and smirked twice, "My dad's car is directly turned on the key."

After Jiang Kai briefly taught him how to put in gear, he helped him put down the handbrake, "Drive slowly, I'll watch you."

"Hey, hey, don't look at me, I get nervous easily!" Ling Chuan's hand holding the steering wheel was almost sweating. There was a tricycle crossing the road in front, and he kept staring at the old man without daring to step on the gas pedal. His car was beeping non-stop, and he was so anxious that he wanted to curse.

"Don't be nervous," Jiang Kai couldn't help laughing, "I won't look at you, I'll look after the car for you."

He said he didn't want to watch it, but Ling Chuan could feel Jiang Kai's eyes on his face from the corner of his eye, and when he turned his head, Jiang Kai looked away again.

Inexplicably, I wanted to laugh. I don't know if I was worried about my poor driving skills or simply wanted to see it.

Really hope it's the latter.

Although it was already past the rush hour, the road was still congested. Ling Chuan moved slowly at a slow speed of thirty yards, during which battery cars sped past him non-stop.

It was miserable.

Jiang Kai was afraid that Ling Chuan would be nervous, so he didn't say much. After turning on a music radio station, he leaned against the car window and stared at the jumping red ball in front of him, his eyelids gradually became a little heavy.

Ling Chuan drove very seriously all the way, not daring to overtake or honk the horn indiscriminately. When he was waiting for the red light, he suddenly found that Jiang Kai had fallen asleep, but his posture seemed uncomfortable, and his eyebrows were furrowed.

After pondering for a long time, he finally found the button to lower the seat slightly, and turned off the radio by the way.

Jiang Kai's breathing was so soft that he was afraid that even a yawn would wake him up.

After getting on the elevated highway, I finally got the chance to step on the accelerator, and the half-hour drive took a full hour.

Ling Chuan originally planned to go to the city to have a meal, watch a movie, and make an appointment for a small meeting or something, but with Jiang Kai's appearance, he was so distressed, how could he be in the mood to eat, he just wanted to let Jiang Kai lie down comfortably Sleep in bed.

After parking the car, Ling Chuan was a little embarrassed. He didn't want to wake up Jiang Kai, but it was impossible to teleport him to the bed.

Gently open the car door, then gently bend down...

Ling Chuan couldn't help pecking at the corner of Jiang Kai's mouth first.

very hot.

"Poor Doctor Jiang." Ling Chuan whispered, reaching out to squeeze Jiang Kai's hand.

Jiang Kai usually sleeps so lightly that he can feel it even when he turns over, but this time he fell asleep so unconsciously.

Ling Chuan stretched out his hands to wrap around Jiang Kai's waist and knees, trying to hug him, but found that he was too heavy to carry.

He was afraid that it would be embarrassing if he reluctantly picked it up and turned his head back.

"Brother Kai," Ling Chuan pushed Jiang Kai's arm, "wake up, go home and sleep again."

When Jiang Kai heard the sound, his breathing became heavy, he even struggled to open his eyes, his throat was so dry that he was on the verge of irritating, he said "um", and said nothing else.

Ling Chuan reckoned that Jiang Kai had a severe fever, and he took the elevator today even though he usually walked upstairs.

"Do you want me to cook some dumplings for you? My grandma made them." Ling Chuan originally planned to cook porridge, but the cooking time was too long. He wanted Jiang Kai to finish eating early and rest early.

"Okay." Jiang Kai sat on the sofa. Although he didn't have any appetite now, he knew it was time for him to eat.

The thermometer told him that his body temperature was 38 degrees at the moment, which was about the same as predicted.

This is the second time he had a fever after work. The last time it was caused by a cold contracted by a patient. I don't know what happened this time, probably because he was too tired recently and didn't have a good rest.

Jiang Kai reached out and grabbed the pillow to hug him, and curled up on the sofa.

It would make his head heavy, but he couldn't fall asleep listening to the commotion in the kitchen. In his impression, it seemed that every time Ling Chuan said that he wanted to make dumplings or cook dumplings, there was no good result in the end.

After 10 minutes of apprehension, Ling Chuan walked up to Jiang Kai with a bowl of steaming dumplings, and his first sentence was: "I don't know why, many of them are broken, you can just eat it."

Jiang Kai couldn't help laughing when he took the soup bowl.

"What are you laughing at..." Ling Chuan stretched out his hand and touched Jiang Kai's forehead, probably because his brain was burnt out.

"Smile casually," Jiang Kai took a bite of the dumpling, "It's delicious."

"It's necessary, and I don't care who cooked it." Ling Chuan turned around and went to the kitchen to fill up the rest.

"Do you want soy sauce or vinegar?" Ling Chuan asked in the kitchen.

"Vinegar." Jiang Kai said.

Ling Chuan put the small dish on the tea table, Jiang Kai dipped it and ate another.

To be honest, even if it was a table full of delicacies from mountains and seas, he would not be able to lift his chopsticks, but if he didn't eat more, Ling Chuan would probably be worried.

After forcing himself to swallow a bowl of dumplings, Jiang Kai took another antipyretic and then leaned on the sofa in a daze.

My stomach feels better, but my hands and feet are still sore and weak, I just want to be so paralyzed that I don't want to move.

Ling Chuan cleaned up the pots and bowls and sat back on the sofa, "Go back to the room and sleep."