I heard that my ex-boyfriend is my new teammate

After a period of chaos and chaos, Shen Qiuming finally lay on the ambulance bed and was rushed to the emergency room of the hospital by a group of medical staff.

While experiencing the manual transmission skills of the nurse's sister in the emergency passage, Shen Qiuming was still thinking about whether to gag two or three nonsense with the teammates beside him to ease the tense atmosphere.

At this moment, he could only watch his teammates huddled around his lathe all the way with anxious faces, Shen Qiuming felt really sorry, and simply lay on the ambulance bed thinking about what he should say.

Is it like the young and Dangerous boy who was stabbed in the gangster movie and said calmly to the boys behind him, "Small scene, don't panic", or as an old e-sports onmyoji who opened his mouth and said, "This wave, this wave is lying on your back Sequelae of sitting ups".

Or borrow the classic line from Gu Zaowei's [-] o'clock file, "Enough, don't argue, I, I admit that this child is actually your Brother Chen's." It seems to be good.

Because the group of them rushed into the hospital with Shen Qiuming's lathe just now, causing the uncles and aunts who didn't know the truth at the hospital gate to cast a subtle look at Shen Qiuming.

It's like watching a girl who got pregnant by six or seven heartless people and didn't know who the child was born to.

It's a pity that Shen Qiuming racked his brains to prepare the script for a long time, but in the end he found that he had more energy than he wanted, and it was nothing.

Because several symptoms of pollen allergic asthma quickly reacted violently on his body organs and various functions.

At this time, his arms that were exposed to the air had already developed dense patches of small red rashes, and the slightly red skin was extremely hot, and the rashes aroused continuous itching sensations one after another.

Crystal clear tears trickled out of his eye sockets uncontrollably, he sneezed continuously in his nasal cavity, and his chest felt tight and painful.

However, what made Shen Qiuming most unbearable was not the above physical symptoms, but the strong suffocation caused by poor breathing.

This indescribably bad feeling made him feel tired unconsciously, and his brain was gradually losing its basic thinking ability.

For Shen Qiuming, the feeling of being out of control is not at all pleasant, whether it is the body or the mind.

For some reason, before Shen Qiuming completely lost his self-awareness, the last scene of Luo Beichen being stopped outside the emergency room suddenly appeared in Shen Qiuming's mind——

The man stared anxiously at him who was lying on the ambulance bed, his dark and condensed star eyes danced with a frighteningly sharp light.

His face was covered with dark clouds, gloomy and terrifying, as if a violent storm was brewing, but he seemed to be enduring something to the limit...

An unspeakable feeling of soreness surged violently like a rising tide, filling Shen Qiuming's entire heart in an instant.

Shen Qiuming was holding back his anger, and wished he could open his throat right now to describe the bum who plotted against him with his mother as the center, his relatives as the radius, b as the assistant, and his ancestors as the goal.

After greeting the eighteen generations of that person's ancestors in a refined and easy-going manner in his heart, he closed his eyes with unsatisfied intentions, and fell into a drowsy darkness.

Shen Qiuming had a dream.

It is not so much a dream as it is a memory from his childhood.

That was the first time Shen Qiuming suffered from pollen allergic asthma, and unfortunately it happened in front of his adoptive mother.

The cause and effect are also extremely simple to explain.

That day was Teacher's Day, when Teacher Shen was about to go home after teaching, the student suddenly gave her a beautiful carnation before parting.

The courtesy is light and the affection is heavy, Teacher Shen was immediately elated, and was so happy that he wished to buy a house full of monkeys to celebrate.

Because for her, this bouquet of flowers is a sense of identity for the students to her as a tutor.

She smirked and took Hua back home carefully, planning to show off to her cheap son proudly.

Of course, it would be even better if he could praise her as a mother.

With a little pride, Teacher Shen happily handed the carnation to Shen Qiuming, looking at his eyes that were clear and shining.

Shen Qiuming couldn't understand what she meant.

Teacher Shen's mind is so small, easy to guess and always so simple that it makes people laugh.

With little smiles in his pupils, Shen Qiuming first sniffed the bouquet lightly, thinking that with his level of eloquence, how could he praise his stupid adoptive mother a flower.

After typing out several pages of drafts in his mind, Shen Qiuming lifted his lips and prepared to start his performance.

However, at the next moment, Shen Qiuming's face changed slightly, his whole body trembled uncontrollably, and then he suddenly reached out to support the wall and knelt down on one knee, pulling his collar in pain and gasping for breath.

It was the first time Teacher Shen saw her wicked brat showing such a terrifying appearance, she was so frightened that she burst into tears instantly.

In the end, he frantically called an ambulance and sent Shen Qiuming to the hospital.

It wasn't until the doctor issued the diagnosis report that Teacher Shen knew that her child was born with this disease. Perhaps he had always avoided allergens unconsciously before, so the disease never occurred.

It's just that this time he actually came into contact with pollen, so it was unlucky to stimulate this latent disease in Shen Qiuming's body.

Therefore, Shen Qiuming, who was lying on the hospital bed, not only had to be like a national tenth-level protected waste, filled his mouth with spoonfuls of mother-like green vegetable and lean meat porridge by the overflowing mother's love, but also forcibly endured her enhanced version of the Bible chanting. recite.

Teacher Shen tried his best to stuff porridge for Shen Xiaopi, while crying and scolding him angrily, "Okay brat, I usually see you as lazy as a dog, but at the critical moment you show me your skills."

"Damn, I told you to throw away that broken flower, why the hell are you still holding on to it even when you're unconscious? What's wrong with you, the forced flower doesn't smell good, you know, my stupid Egg son."

Mrs. Shen is a professional tutor. He is a role model and usually does not use profanity in his words, unless he really can't help it.

At that time, when Shen Qiuming was listening to Teacher Shen's long love education, it was rare that he didn't have eighteen rounds with her. He just opened his mouth and drank porridge, calmly watching his adoptive mother, with a shallow smile on his lips. meaning.

It was a gift his mother had received so dearly, how dare he throw it away on the cold floor...

After the dream ended, Shen Qiuming finally woke up.

To be precise, he woke up from starvation.

So after Luo Beichen realized that Shen Qiuming was wearing a breathing mask and opened his eyes, before he could feel the joy of regaining what was lost, he saw his wife burst into tears from the corner of her eyes the moment she saw him. .

Shen Qiuming stared at Luo Beichen with piercing eyes, and then shouted heart-piercingly in the next second.

"Husband, I'm starving to death!!!!"

"If you don't give me a whole meal, I can only sharpen my knife with tears in my eyes and start attacking the puppy we love. Isn't the dog meat hot pot delicious!!!!"

Shen Qiuming was afraid that his voice would sound too hoarse, so he squeaked twice more vigorously.

Then he raised his head and looked at Luo Beichen with tears in his eyes, with a ferocious posture of "If you don't give me food, I will remarry tomorrow with the child in my stomach".

Luo Beichen twitched the corners of his mouth when he heard the words, and looked at him as if saying, "According to the current situation, I love you if I didn't kill you." "It is impossible to remarry, and it is impossible to remarry in this life."

Mr. Luo is responsible for caring for Mrs. Luo who is mentally handicapped.

Just when Luo Beichen thought that his wife would have a show on the bed, and opened his mouth to say something like "give me a wife cake, thank you for both my wife and cake", the other party changed the subject again, yelling what to eat.

"Husband, I want to eat fried chicken and porridge with vegetables and lean meat that tastes like my mother's."

Shen Qiuming has never been a picky eater since he was a child, he can eat anything he is given, and he eats cleanly and quickly, so it is rare for him to make such a small willful request for his own food conditions.

Luo Beichen raised his eyes to look at Shen Qiuming, and said casually, "Is there any taste from mother, do you want to try the taste from husband?"

Shen Qiuming's eyes lit up immediately, "Brother Chen, Qiu Li Gao!"

Luo Beichen asked the nurse to come in and help his wife remove the breathing mask, and he installed the simple table on the bed himself. After finishing the pre-steps, he put the thermos bucket he brought on the table.

Just as Shen Qiuming was about to reach out to unscrew the lid, Luo Beichen's pupils suddenly narrowed into a sharp arc, and his eyes flicked across his restless paw.

Shen Qiuming subconsciously withdrew his hand, pouted at Luo Beichen, and said sullenly, "What are you doing!"

Innocent was slapped in the eye, and he felt a little aggrieved.

Luo Beichen removed the thermos with his hands, and his voice revealed a little helplessness, "Of course I want to feed you, dear Mrs. Luo."

There was a blush on Shen Qiuming's face, he hesitated and said, "Hey, someone will see it, where do you put my handsome face..."

Luo Beichen chuckled lightly twice, and said lazily, "Remind you, there won't be people who call themselves handsome to their swollen pig's head and face after allergies, right?"

Shen Qiuming glared at him angrily, "Dear Mr. Luo, has anyone ever told you that you should at least say hello to him before opening your mouth to mock your wife?"

Luo Beichen patiently fed him a mouthful of porridge, his tone was narrow but extremely gentle, "I will definitely do it next time."

Of course, there will be no next time.

He will never let this happen again.

Shen Qiuming snorted unhappily, but still opened his mouth to swallow the porridge honestly, and said vaguely, "By the way, how did you know that I want to eat porridge with vegetables and lean meat? Isn't this a bit of a coincidence?"

Luo Beichen took the trouble to cool down every spoonful of the porridge in the bowl before feeding it to him, and said lightly, "Because a stupid bird once told me that his mother's cooking is very bad, and the highest level of cooking is vegetables and lean meat. Porridge."

"If he falls ill and collapses, he can only eat that bowl of porridge pitifully every day."

"The strange thing is that he can't get tired of that bowl of porridge no matter what, as if he could drink it for a lifetime."

"Later he finally understood, because it was a bowl of porridge with a special taste, a bowl of porridge full of mother's love."

"Afterwards, he will never be able to drink that bowl of porridge again."

Speaking of this, Luo Beichen leaned down slightly, his deep pupils fixedly fixed on Shen Qiuming's eyes, his eyes were dazzling and hot, as if he was pouring a warm and pure love towards him.

"Although I can't satisfy your desire to drink that bowl of porridge, I hope you can accept the bowl of porridge I made."

"Mr. Luo is willing to cook this bowl of porridge for Mrs. Luo for the rest of his life."