To play is to win!

"Hi!" Guan Hong couldn't help laughing.

This innocuous ailment has risen to the point of calling 120.

He Guan Hong has been playing professionally for so many years, forget it...

Guan Hong coughed again, turned over from the bed and sat up, and said, "Call 120 for what, and bring me a bottle of water."

Su Wenle responded quickly, turned around and went to get it.

Although he didn't know what to do, but listening to Guan Hong was always right.

When he came back with the mineral water, Guan Hong was already on the phone.

"Mr. Yang, I'm sorry. I'm sick. I may have a fever." Guan Hong communicated with Mr. Yang as if he was giving a report, and said it very frankly, "Yes, okay."

"Water." Su Wenle waited for him to finish his phone education, and handed him the bottle.

"Okay, Teacher Yang is coming to deal with the aftermath. Don't worry about me, it's not as serious as calling 120."

Guan Hong drank half a bottle of water, felt better, and lay back safely.

He closed his eyes and educated Su Wenle, "It is difficult to find a teacher, you know."

"Look for Brother Meng during the day, and Teacher Yang at night. Our team leader is on vacation during this period, the manager didn't come over at the base, and the assistant is a young lady, so we always look for them for anything."

Guan Hong didn't hear Su Wenle reply for a long time.

He felt very sleepy, so he half opened his eyes and found that this guy was still standing there.

Guan Hong tilted his head and stretched out his hand from under the quilt to beckon.

Su Wenle:?

"Come here, come here."

As soon as Su Wenle approached, Guan Hong grabbed him.

"What are you stunned for?"

Guan Hong grabbed him, and Su Wenle squatted obediently beside the bed.

"Have you ever seen anyone with a fever?"

"Yes." Su Wenle said, "But it's because I'm sick, and my mother will take care of me."

There is no medicine here, and there are no parents. Su Wenle has no experience in taking care of others, so he really doesn't know what to do.

Guan Hong touched his forehead, the heat from his hands made him a little uncomfortable.

He said: "You are such a happy child. You are an adult, and your mother still needs to take care of you. Well, go and open the window, and then sit on the sofa. Later, I will ask Teacher Yang to open another room for you."

"why?"

Guan Hong closed his eyes again, and said, "So as not to infect you. I'm fine if I'm sick, but you can't be sick."

Su Wenle wanted to refute, but seeing that Guan Hong was tired and his lips were dry, he chose to shut up.

Teacher Yang came quickly and brought a medical kit.

He came in without talking nonsense, and directly took out the thermometer and wanted to stuff it into Guan Hong's mouth.

"Don't, don't, cough." Guan Hong quickly took it over, "I'm still coughing, just crush it and it's over. I'll do it myself, myself."

"Well, five minutes under the armpit."

Su Wenle laughed out loud, and Guan Hong took the thermometer with a look of grievance, almost with condemnation in his eyes.

It's a pity that Teacher Yang is very reasonable.

And a little angry.

Not because he was woken up in the middle of the night, but because Guan Hong was ill.

He said: "I heard you teach Zhang Si and Lin Xiaoke to pay attention to their bodies before, but you don't pay attention to yourself?"

Teacher Yang in Su Wenle's memory has always been gentle, but now he speaks a bit bluntly.

What's more, illness and fever are beyond Guan Hong's control.

Guan Hong puffed his cheeks, but said nothing.

People are still burning, there is no way to quibble.

Seeing his pitiful appearance, Teacher Yang sighed and said, "Don't put too much pressure on yourself."

"I do not have……"

"quibble."

"..."

There was no room for him to speak at all.

So Guan Hong shut up obediently, flirting with Su Wenle.

He suddenly said: "Mr. Yang, please take Su Wenle to open a new room and go to rest early."

"I want to stay with you." Su Wenle's attitude was very firm, "And I'm in good health, so I'm not afraid of infection."

"Wait a while." Teacher Yang glanced at the time, "If the fever is not serious, there is no need. Guan Hong takes medicine, you can drink Banlangen."

He rummaged through the medicine box, and actually took out a bag of Radix Banlangen, which can cure all diseases.

So, while waiting for the thermometer for 5 minutes, Su Wenle was not idle.

Boil water, wash the cup, unpack, and brew Banlangen with warm water.

I also thoughtfully prepared three cups.

One cup per person.

"Have you prepared it for him?" Teacher Yang took it over and asked.

"Anyway... a cure for all diseases? Drink whatever you want."

Guan Hong said: "Put it on the table, I'll take my temperature and drink it."

Su Wenle was very obedient, sitting quietly while listening to Teacher Yang's unilateral lecture.

I don't know if it's because of the fever and drowsiness or something, but Guan Hong closed his eyes and hummed from time to time, indicating that he was still asleep.

As for whether you listened or not, that's another story.

Pinch the watch to 5 minutes.

"38.5." Teacher Yang said, "If the temperature is higher, it will burn you into a fool."

The scene where Guan Hong was lying with his eyes open and being scolded looked even more pitiful.

"Put on your clothes and go out to get an injection." Teacher Yang was more decisive, "rest in the morning. You have been under too much pressure recently."

Su Wenle gets along with Guan Hong day and night, and doesn't feel the pressure from Guan Hong at all.

He always smiled gently, even if his cheeks were blushing due to illness, the eyes he looked at were silently comforting.

It's like "Ms. Yang is just making a fuss out of a molehill", "I'm just a little sick", "Don't worry".

Su Wenle insisted on following them.

Guan Hong is too tall, if he suddenly fell down, Teacher Yang might not be able to lift him alone.

Luckily not. Although he had a fever, Guan Hong walked calmly and arrived at the hospital safely all the way.

It was just that when he got out of the car, he opened his eyes a little unresponsively, as if he had slept in the car for a while.

"It's okay, injection or infusion at this temperature is fine, and if you're not in a hurry, you can also take medicine." The doctor said so.

"Take medicine." Guan Hong said.

"An injection." Teacher Yang was very firm, "Doctor, you prescribe an order, and we will give an injection."

Guan Hong suddenly moved closer to Su Wenle.

The scorching temperature of the whole body was transmitted through the T-shirt.

"I don't want to get an injection..."

He muttered in a low voice, causing Teacher Yang to roll his eyes.

Su Wenle said: "Let's have a shot, it will be fine tomorrow after the injection."

"Hmph." Guan Hong snorted softly, and sat upright again, "Take some medicine and sleep and you'll be fine tomorrow."

Teacher Yang took the medical list and said, "If Brother Meng sees you like this, he will definitely record it for you and send it to the group for people to look up to. Isn't it just an injection? What are you afraid of?"

Guan Hong covered his face like a rascal, and said, "Dizzy from needles."

"Then close your eyes and don't look."

Teacher Yang went to pay the fee, and Su Wenle accompanied Guan Hong to the injection room.

Guan Hong was still defending, "I really fainted, not because I was afraid of injections."

"Ah."

"Teacher Yang is slandering my image, don't believe him."

"Oh."

"Cooky, don't laugh." Guan Hong glanced at him, the red on his cheeks dyed all the way to the end of his eyes.

"Hey." Su Wenle finally laughed, "It's not shameful to be afraid of needles. I was also afraid when I was a child, and I made a lot of noise."

"When I was a child? How old were you?"

"About six or seven years old."

Su Wenle laughed even more wildly, without the consciousness of sympathizing with the patient at all.

Guan Hong feels so funny when he is sick, his speech is weak and limp, and he is afraid of injections!

He usually has a serious, mature and calm face, but when he develops a fever, he loses control of his mind and suddenly becomes a child who is afraid of needles.

Kid Su Wenle, who has been called a kid all this time, finally stood up.

He said: "Guan Hong, hold me later, you won't be afraid if you don't look at the needle."

If it was Su Wenle holding a six or seven-year-old child, the picture would be quite warm.

If you are holding a 1.9-meter adult...

Guan Hong stopped imagining and didn't want to talk to him.

When the nurse was ready to give Guan Hong the injection, the patient had already leaned his head back on the chair and was about to fall asleep.

"Sit on your side and take off your pants."

Even in the face of a handsome young man, the nurse did not show any shyness.

She removed the needle skillfully, with a calm and calm face.

But Guan Hong seemed a little depressed.

Su Wenle felt that he seemed to be weakened by a tiger's disease and turned into a cat.

Head down, pitiful.

Su Wenle said: "Miss Nurse, please be gentle later, he is afraid of pain."

Teacher Yang couldn't hold back, and laughed out of embarrassment.

The nurse smiled, "Are you afraid of pain when you're so big?"

Guan Hong grabbed Wenle, his face lost all his face. He said, "Let's fight."

It's useless to talk too much, it's better to get rid of it as soon as possible.

The embarrassing trip ended very quickly, and it was only two o'clock in the morning when they returned to the hotel.

Su Wenle refused the request to open a room alone, and instead said to Teacher Yang: "In case Guan Hong burns up again at night, it will be better if there are people around."

Although he doesn't know how to ask for help, he will call for someone so that Guan Hong won't be alone.

Teacher Yang agreed, and Guan Hong had no right to refute.

A patient, who didn't even have the basic right to speak, was threatened by Teacher Yang to relay the incident in the hospital by text.

Guan Hong couldn't help thinking that he was right not to call Brother Meng.

Otherwise, their coach Meng would definitely make a joyful video and use it as a negative teaching material.

Guan Hong lay back on the bed, feeling sleepy, but Su Wenle didn't intend to go back to sleep.

Facing his suspicious gaze, Su Wenle said, "You sleep, I will watch over you."

Guan Hong laughed so hard that the quilt trembled, he thought Su Wenle was a little too cute.

He asked, "Why are you guarding me? I'm not terminally ill."

"Worrying that you suddenly burned again."

"No need, go to sleep." Guan Hong said, "Don't make you sick tomorrow."

"I am strong and strong!"

"...Could it be that I'm a weak chicken?"

Su Wenle's eyes answered everything.

As a patient, Guan Hong was powerless to argue.

He looked at Su Wenle and asked, "Do you really want to guard me?"

"Yeah!" Su Wenle said, "I've had enough sleep before!"

"Then drink another cup of Banlangen."

Su Wenle didn't know why, so he obediently went to have a drink.

When he finished drinking and wanted to come back to watch, Guan Hong gave him half of the bed.

"Come up."

It's better to sleep together than Su Wenle insists on staying with the bed.

The single bed in the hotel is also very fast. You can watch videos when you get together, and you can sleep well.

Su Wenle vowed to guard Guan Hong, and fell asleep after a while.

Listening to the steady breathing by the pillow, Guan Hong was a little sleepy, but his mind was clear.

Guan Hong, who usually makes accurate judgments, felt that he had a fever and was confused.

With Su Wenle's temper, he might fall asleep after watching it later. When he got up again, he stuffed Su Wenle back and covered him with a quilt.

After thinking about it, Guan Hong thought it made sense.

It's better to go to Su Wenle's bed and sleep well now, so as not to really infect him.

Although Banlangen can cure all diseases, it would be embarrassing if fever, cold and cough are not included in the "all diseases".

As soon as he turned over and sat up, Su Wenle woke up.

"What's wrong?" The voice was sober, not sleepy at all.

"……To the restroom."

Guan Hong didn't expect that this guy was actually pretending to be asleep, not falling asleep at all.

"I'll help you!"

Guan Hong felt that laughing too much today might be one of the reasons for his fever.

Although it was a little uncomfortable to laugh and cough, but he was very happy in his heart.

He deliberately asked: "It's not that I have broken arms and legs and can't walk. It's just going to the toilet. Where do you want to help?"

Su Wenle: ...