There is no domineering side leak today [Entertainment]

Combined with a parent-child program on TV two days ago, Haitu guessed that this gentleman might want someone to feed him.

After he figured it out, Hai Tu patted the shoulder of the person on the bed, but the person on the bed didn't move at all.

Hai Tu was not discouraged either, he leaned closer to the man, imitating the tone of a silly father above, coaxing: "Be good, take medicine to get well when you are sick."

Another piercing cough was his answer.

Hai Tu was startled by his sudden movement and took a step back, but seeing the person bending over and coughing, he couldn't help but pat the other person's back with his hands.

After coughing, the man straightened up and glanced at Hai Tu.

Just as Hai Tu was about to stretch out her hand, she was so frightened that she withdrew it.

This person is so scary, if he has the guts to say another word, the person on the bed will call the bodyguard who doesn't know where he is hiding, and drag him down to deal with it.

Well, Hai Tu has watched a lot of gangster dramas recently.

The third master just glanced at him, and then fixed his gaze on the pill in his hand.

After a while, he said, "Give it to me."

"Oh." Hai Tu put the pills in his hand into the opponent's palm, and just about to hand him the water, the person on the bed stuffed the pills into his mouth, chewed them and swallowed them like that!

With a light hand, the cup filled with water was taken by someone, who barely drank a little water, and returned the cup to Hai Tu.

Holding the cup, Hai Tu looked at the man who closed his eyes again: "Well, do you want to eat?"

The person on the bed remained silent again.

Hey, he really doesn't like to talk.

Hai Tu sighed inwardly, thought about the behavior of the man with glasses at that time, and went down on his own initiative to ask someone to prepare some food.

The woman took the medicine boxes he brought down, opened each one and checked each one, raised her head in surprise and said, "Have you taken the medicine, sir?"

"That's right." Hai Tu randomly found a chair and sat down, sighed: "Sir, he doesn't seem to like taking medicine very much."

"But it's true, so many medicines, how bitter it is to take." He remembered the way the other party chewed the pills, and thought about it without telling the woman.

The woman looked at him with complicated eyes, as if she was looking at some strange animal.

Haitu moved his butt anxiously, and urged: "Well, sir, I want to have dinner, please go and prepare it."

The woman asked, "Did you say it yourself?"

"Ah?" Hai Tu shook his head: "No, he didn't say anything. I think he wants to eat."

The woman sighed, turned around and put the medicine box into the cabinet, and then went into the kitchen to prepare food.

Probably the dinner was prepared long ago, and not long after the woman entered, a bowl of porridge was brought out.

Hai Tu tied the bowl and was about to go up, but was stopped by someone.

He turned around and asked, "Is there anything else you can do?"

The woman frowned at him for a while, then said: "If the husband doesn't want to eat, you can let him."

Hai Tu thought this person was a bit strange, how could the patient recover so quickly if he didn't eat?

However, he had no intention of conflicting with others, so he nodded indiscriminately and walked upstairs.

The man in the room was flipping through the documents again. Judging from the thickness of the documents, he should have changed another one.

The man was very serious and didn't respond to the sound of the door opening.

Hai Tu put the bowl in his hand on the desk, and asked a little awkwardly, "Do you want to eat now?"

The man on the bed turned the page again.

"You can read the documents at any time, but how can your body bear it if you don't eat?" When Hai Tu was on the fishing boat, every time he ate a meal, the fishermen would say that people are like iron and rice or steel. Panic and so on.

He agreed with this theory very much, so he couldn't stand it when he saw a man ruining his body like this.

The daring young man took two steps forward and snatched the document from the man's hand, and said to the man who raised his head, "You should go to eat!"

The man's hands were empty, but he was not angry. He raised one corner of his lips, showing a smiley expression: "OK."

He lifted the quilt, moved his legs to the edge of the bed with difficulty, then put on his shoes in a slow-motion motion, and then stood up.

The pajama pants the other party was wearing were made of silk, and the contours of his legs that he glimpsed at a glance were still thin. Hai Tu was a little worried that he would fall down, and put one hand behind his back, ready to go up to meet him at any time.

He regretted his recklessness just now, and whispered: "Why don't we just eat on the bed."

The man glanced back at him, and swept across Haitu's hand in the air.

"Ah"

He laughed, turned around and walked forward, with his back straight and placed on the opponent's frail body, making one unable to help but worry about when it would break.

The man only took two steps before stopping. He stared down at his toes, wondering what he was thinking.

Hai Tu followed behind without urging her.

After the person in front stopped for a while, he continued to walk forward. He stood by the table, holding the table with his hands, and slowly let himself sit on the chair.

The porridge is made of barley, with walnuts and jujubes in it, which smells extra sweet.

But the man's expression when he was eating was the same as when he was taking medicine. He frowned slightly and swallowed with difficulty.

Seeing him like this, Hai Tu felt like he had done something wrong.

He waited for others to finish eating, and asked, "Is it not convenient for you to eat?"

It looked so painful.

The third master put down the spoon, took out a new handkerchief and wiped his hands slowly: "No."

"It's just that if you eat or not, you will die. It seems unnecessary to spend this effort."

Even when discussing his own life and death, this person spoke in a calm and indifferent tone.

Hai Tu stood behind him, staring at his back, and became curious about this man's condition for the first time.

After eating, the third master didn't intend to go to bed immediately. He sat on the chair for a while, then stood up slowly, walked to the window and opened the curtains.

"It's getting dark."

Hai Tu followed and walked over: "That's right, it's past eight o'clock."

The man looked out through the window, and Hai Tu secretly watched him from the side.

Today's weather is just right, the silver moonlight shines on the ground, bright enough to see the climbing vines winding up in the yard.

He looked at it for a long time and came to a conclusion - if a man is fatter, he should look good.

He didn't know how long he would stay with him in this villa. If it was a long time, he would have to consider making him a little fatter, at least he would feel comfortable looking at him.

He thought seriously, the man suddenly said: "You go."

"En?" Hai Tu was confused: "Where are you going?"

The man turned his head and smiled at Hai Tu. When he smiled, the other's cheekbones became more prominent. It was supposed to look scary, but Hai Tu once again verified his thinking.

This man is still a little fatter and looks better.

"Go to bed, if you need anything, go to Deng Ma downstairs."

After the man finished speaking, he turned around and aimed at the big bed in the middle.

After pulling the curtains, Haitu stepped forward to support him.

The third master did not refuse. He was not physically strong enough. After standing for such a long time, he had already reached his limit.

Only a few meters away, the two walked for a long time. When they got to the bed, the third master just sat on the bed, and Hai Tu pulled the quilt away, then picked him up and put him in the middle of the bed, and then covered him with the quilt , the action is done in one go.

"Then go to bed first, good night!" Hai Tu, who felt that she had done a good deed, said goodbye very politely, opened the door and walked out.

Qi Qian froze on the spot for a while, and only recovered after the people walked out.

He shrank into the quilt and thought: Is this little guy really stupid, or does he think it's special to do so?

Hai Tu returned to the room, and took out the cell phone that she had neglected for a long time.

There are several missed calls and text messages on the phone, all from Bao An.

The last call was 10 minutes ago, and it was obvious that the other party was really worried.

Hai Tu called back, and the phone was picked up within two rings.

"Ancestor, why didn't you answer the phone this afternoon? I thought something happened to you!" Bao An's tone was a little rushed, and he was really anxious.

Hai Tu explained: "Li Qian said that Mr. Qi's room cannot carry electronic products."

"What kind of rules are these?" Bao An complained, "How did you feel when you went there today? If not, let's go, don't hold back."

Hai Tu straightened her hair in front of the full-length mirror on the wall: "It's not bad, everyone is easy to get along with."

He thought for a while and added: "It's just that Mr. Qi has some special hobbies."

Bao An turned pale with shock: "What hobby?!!"

He seemed to have encountered a picture of Hai Tu covered in injuries!

"Well, he said that taking medicine is the same as eating." Hai Tu sighed: "Is there such a medicine that is particularly delicious?"

Facing the manager who had been with him for a long time, Hai Tu expressed all the doubts in his heart: "And he is so thin, it's the first time I've seen such a thin person."

He looked at himself in the glasses, and gave an example: "It's almost half as thin as me."

I always felt that Hai Tu's words sounded wrong, but Bao An didn't try to correct them. The most important thing now is to find out the details of the person Hai Tu got along with.

"You said that person was sick because he took medicine?"

"That's right." After looking in the mirror enough, Hai Tu sat on the bed and kicked the shoes away casually: "It seems to be very serious. I took a lot of medicine at night."

"That's it." Bao An said, "When you deliver the medicine to him tomorrow, write down the name and tell me."

Hai Tu asked why.

"Don't worry about it, it's for your own good anyway." If this person is crazy, you can find some way to escape.

Bao An felt that his heart was broken.

"Okay then." Hai Tu agreed: "Brother Bao, do you have anything else to do? If not, I'm going to study!"

After hanging up the phone, Hai Tu propped his chin on the phone and fell into thought. After thinking for a while, he turned on the phone and entered a noun in the browser.

That was the name of the medicine he had memorized by chance.

The page jumps, and the first thing is the encyclopedia description of the noun.

"For the first-line treatment of patients with locally advanced or metastatic non-small cell lung cancer (NSCLC) with sensitive mutations in the epidermal growth factor receptor (EGFR) gene."

"Small cell lung cancer, what is this?" Hai Tu scratched his head, entered these five words, and clicked search.

The author has something to say: I hereby declare: All the things about the disease are my nonsense or Baidu's, please do not take it seriously.