Shura Field [Quick Transmigration]

"I'm going to take it back."

Li Wenchao frowned, he asked: "What do you want it for?"

In fact, he already wanted to give up the idea of ​​letting the boy come to film "Wenwen", and he also regretted bringing this up in front of the other party.But Yan Changjing's thoughts were different from his. He lowered his eyes and said calmly: "When he forgets about everything there, he will definitely be interested in him...how is the director's health?"

Li Wenchao frowned, he said: "It's tough, but it's a big grade, accidents may happen at any time."

This is one of the reasons why Figaro is eager to turn it on.

Yan Changjing pondered for a while, and said, "One more year - I will arrange a top-notch medical team for him. If he really wants to shoot, he can try it now."

After honing his acting skills, the boy's situation should improve.He will take full responsibility to solve the financial problem. If the young man can shoot, he will ask Figaro to make the original script. If the young man can't, the filming progress will not be delayed now.

Li Wenchao heard him speak in a low voice, and let out a long sigh.

The doctor arrived not long after.

He was kicked out by Yan Changling not long ago, but now he came back again.But when he thought of the reason why he came back, he wanted to sigh again, and he felt a little bit of base joy.

People who are too good-looking are not in good health, which always makes people feel extra worried.The doctor is a normal person, and he would have such thoughts. He felt pity for the teenager's injury, but he was secretly happy because he was lucky enough to see him because of this.

The doctor condemned his own moral flaws in his heart, and couldn't help thinking about his patients.He was welcomed in by Aunt Zhang who had just finished cleaning the room, and sent him to the boy's room. His whole body was tense, and he felt extraordinarily nervous and exciting.

The tension came from the two young men in the room staring at each other, and the excitement came from the young man lying on the bed with a flushed face.

"Did he have a fever from an infected wound?"

Yan Changjing moved a little bit to expose the young man. He didn't like the doctor's bright eyes with "awsl" written all over him when he looked at the young man, so he blocked the other side and only gave a small space stingily.

At this moment, he frowned and asked, the whole person looked like a humanoid ice sculpture, the doctor felt like shrinking his neck a bit, under his silent gaze, he could only let go of the claws that were reluctantly grabbing the boy's wrist , and took out another thermometer, wanting to see how many degrees the boy had burned.

Yan Changjing had already taken the boy's temperature once before, but now seeing the doctor trying to touch the paw on the boy's shoulder, he brought the thermometer over.

doctor:"………………"

Yan Changjing said: "I'll come, you just have to talk."

doctor:"………………"

Sure enough, he was a brother from the same family, and I'm afraid he will be thrown out again later.

This time the doctor was not thrown out, but left with the medicine box by himself.He directed his employer to check the boy's situation and confirmed that the fever was not caused by a wound infection, but because the boy's body was too weak and he was injured again. Too weak constitution fell ill.

"The recent food should not be too nourishing." The doctor also got Aunt Zhang's menu, and he said: "His body is too weak to bear such nourishment. Take it slowly, and it is best to exercise a little bit, but don't overdo it." , don’t catch cold.”

The boy just had a normal fever this time, but his body was too weak to cause such a serious situation.The doctor thought about not needing infusions, otherwise, according to the current situation, it is estimated that infusions will be needed in the future until the immune drugs are effective.Best to take good care of him and let him cool down on his own.

Yan Chang Jingzi agreed carefully, and treated the doctor as a disposable item, and invited him out of the boy's room.

doctor:"………………"

The doctor is so tired, the doctor doesn't want to talk.

After seeing off the doctor, Li Wenchao also left the room.Yan Changjing thought about it, called his assistant and asked him to send over today's homework.

He can't just leave him here alone.

The young man had been sleeping, and he was still in a deep sleep. After he took the medicine, he seemed to feel less uncomfortable. Yan Changjing put a wet towel soaked in cold water on his forehead, and changed it every 10 minutes. The timing was very accurate. No, not a second more.

At five o'clock in the afternoon, dinner was ready.Few of them actually had lunch. At noon, the boy was still being appeased by Yan Changjing. Yan Changling and Li Wenchao were banging on the wall outside. Aunt Zhang and Aunt Lian avoided cooking in the room until everything was done. At that time, it was already past two o'clock in the afternoon. Aunt Lian entered the kitchen at that time, and Aunt Zhang went in behind to help. The two of them worked hard for more than three hours, cooking a table full of dishes, waiting for a few honest boys to come down Have a meal.

Li Wenchao helped with the fight before, and now he is helping with the food that the young man should know how to eat. He divided the food into two portions, one for Yan Changjing and one for the young man, and prepared to bring them over. Yan Changling came upstairs Come down and sit down at the table in silence.

The atmosphere in the restaurant was very dull. Yan Changling and Li Wenchao had no communication during the whole process. Aunt Zhang wanted to liven up the atmosphere, but she couldn't find a topic to talk about.

Li Wenchao and Aunt Lian brought two sets of dinner to deliver to Yan Changjing and the boy. There was only a very dim light in the room, and the curtains were drawn tightly. It was still daytime, but it was as drowsy as night.

This is for the convenience of teenagers to sleep.

Aunt Lian skillfully found a place, put the things down, and asked Yan Changjing if he needed help.

"Need not."

Yan Changjing said, "I can take good care of him."

He whispered a few words to Aunt Lian, roughly mentioned the boy's situation, and said, "I'll stay with him to take care of him tonight. I don't need to have supper today. Let's see how he is."

Aunt Lian complied and said, "If Yu Yu wakes up hungry, call me. It's not too late to do it then."

Yan Chang nodded, agreeing.Aunt Lian didn't stay in the room for too long, she went out after speaking.When I came here to play, I wanted to ask Yan Changjing a few words, but after thinking about it, I still didn't say anything.

Yan Changjing closed the door, tried the temperature of the porridge again, picked up the teenager's dinner, put it beside the bed, then dug him out of the bed, put the towel aside, and called his name.

Probably because the body was too weak, the boy fell asleep very deeply. Yan Changjing called him for a long time, but the biggest reaction was to barely raise his eyelids, and then fell back into a deep sleep.

"..." Yan Changjing was helpless, and with a little pity, he stuffed the boy back into the bed, then took a towel, passed it through hot water, and didn't wring it too dry. The boy wiped it wet on his face.

The flow of water has the power to wake people up. The young man was wiped with a hot towel, first because the coolness brought by the evaporation of the water vapor after the towel left, he rubbed the pillow comfortably, and then he was harassed continuously by Yan Changjing Affected, he opened his eyes in a daze.

His forehead was still very hot, and he looked innocent and dazed after being forcibly woken up, with a very pitiful smell.Yan Changjing looked away from his hazy eyes, and said: "Eat something before going to sleep, you haven't eaten anything today, and you will feel sick to your stomach tomorrow."

"..." The young man looked at him blankly, as if he was still not very sober, he looked very cute in a daze.Yan Changjing's heart felt weak when he saw it, he moved his position, let the boy lean on his arms, took the porridge bowl, and tried to feed him.

The young man hid twice, like a coquettish milk cat clinging to his master, Yan Changjing's heart trembled when he saw it, but his hand movements were extremely firm, and he sent the spoon of porridge into the young man's mouth.

Probably because of the fever, the porridge was tasteless when it was delivered to my mouth.Yin Ranyu frowned in disgust, and just wanted to sleep drowsily, biting the spoon that was about to be taken back, and lying in Yan Changjing's arms, her eyelids stuck together again.

Yan Changjing held the spoon and tried to pull it out, but he didn't pull it. Looking at the boy's face that was about to fall asleep again, he couldn't help but laugh.

He didn't dare to pull the spoon out forcefully, so he could only pinch the boy's cheek, trying to get him to return the spoon, but Yin Ranyu bit the spoon hard, he was obviously still sick, and he didn't know where it came from so much effort.

"Let go, okay?"

Yan Changjing tried to discuss with him: "Eat a little, just eat a little, and you continue to sleep, otherwise you will not eat all the time, it will be bad for your stomach."

The boy was as motionless as a mountain, he was in a daze, and was about to fall asleep again.

Yan Changjing sighed, took a towel that had run out of heat, and wiped his face, but it still didn't work. After thinking about it, he could only try to scratch the boy's creaking nest.

This time it worked.

The boy's whole body was full of itchy flesh, he was forced to make a vague sound, and finally woke up a little bit from his sleep.

Yan Changjing waited until he opened his eyes, returned the spoon, and was willing to cooperate, then picked up the porridge bowl again, and fed him bit by bit.

At this moment, the boy looked very well-behaved.

His thoughts are not very clear yet, but when he is eating the porridge spoonful by spoonful, he looks very cute.It's like a domestic cat cub, obedient, soft and clingy, when you feed it a little snack, it sticks out its small tongue to lick your face, and Mimi meows in a drawn-out voice, which makes people feel unbearably soft-hearted.

Yan Changjing can only take advantage of it at this time.

After feeding the boy and finishing the porridge, he stretched out his hand again and carefully tried the boy's abdomen to see if it was still sunken.The boy's waist was covered with bandages, Yan Changjing weighed it, fed him some soft and digestible vegetables, drank a little bone soup, and then put the boy back on the bed, and ate the rest by himself clean up.

He didn't eat at noon, and his appetite was larger than usual, and the amount left by the boy was just right.Yan Changjing's delay was a bit long, and by the time he picked up his tray, the soup inside was almost completely cold.

Time passed quickly, from afternoon to night.

Yan Changjing stacked the trays together and sent them out. When he came back, he continued to work diligently beside the young man, changing the towels for the young man every 10 minutes, and taking the other's temperature after a while.

The burn never came down.

At around nine o'clock, Yan Changjing went to pour honey water again, took the cold medicine left by the doctor, two pills each, squeezed out Dudu's mouth, fed it to the boy, and took the water glass to watch him drink it. water.

It's like a kitten sucking milk, there is a kind of unbearable cuteness.

After drinking the medicine, Yan Changjing stuffed the boy back into the quilt again. After thinking about it, he turned off the computer and prepared to continue working tomorrow.

Otherwise, let the boy stay on the light of the computer all the time, and can't sleep well.

Yan Changjing looked at the time, changed the towel for the boy again, and then went to get his own toiletries and pajamas, preparing to hurry up and take a fighting bath.

He put the things aside, they happened to be of the same style as the boy, they looked like they were a couple, and people couldn't help but feel a little bit of hidden joy.

Yan Changjing couldn't hold it back, he stared at the toothbrush bowl put together by the two of them, looked again and again, then reached out and turned the two toothbrushes in the opposite direction, making them close together.

...It was like kissing a boy.

This kind of thought made Yan Changjing couldn't help pinching his palms, and even the pinnae of his ears were burning red.

He paused for a moment before suppressing the thought, put the pajamas aside, adjusted the water temperature, took off the neat shirt and trousers, folded them, and put them in the laundry basket.

Under the dirty laundry basket, there were clothes that the aunt hadn't taken away, the clothes that the boy had changed the day before.

Yan Changjing was silent for a while, pursed his lips, took out the boy's clothes, folded them neatly, and then switched them with his own clothes, letting the loose casual clothes be pressed on the neat shirt superior.

It's like a hug.

Yan Changjing felt that his behavior was very despicable, but he couldn't help but indulge in it.After doing this, he finally stood under the shower, and turned the hot water back to cold water to suppress the restlessness in his heart.

Taking a cursory look, this place is full of illusions of two people living together. Yan Changjing even saw a family of ducklings that he bought next to the bathtub.

If you are taking a bath, they will float in the water, and if you pinch them lightly, they will make a "puff-puff-puff" sound.

He thought the boy might like it.

The other party seems to really like it.

While thinking this way, Yan Changjing rubbed the shampoo onto his hair.

This is the taste of teenagers.

Yan Changjing could smell this when the boy was being fed in his arms.

His heartbeat became faster, which made Yan Changjing even a little worried, whether it would wake up the sleeping boy.

"Clap."

Yan Changjing paused, pressed the water off, and wiped the foam in front of his eyes.

The boy was barefoot and his face was flushed red.He was still holding the doorknob, looking at Yan Changjing with a blank expression.

Yan Changjing: "..."