My roommate wants to fuck me every day

It wasn't until evening that the old man came out of the emergency room. The sudden illness came on quickly, and his body was a bit overwhelmed. In addition, the old man was getting old, and many complications of the disease also followed. Zhao Man and Su Cheng Turning around in a hurry, Zhao Yu called Dad a few times indifferently. The old man was weak and didn't want to talk, so he closed his eyes and ignored it.

Zhao Qilin didn't go in, and stayed outside all the time. First, he was the last person the old man wanted to see now. Moreover, he was afraid of irritating the old man again.

Stayed until the early hours of the morning, Zhao Qilin couldn't hold it anymore, the wounds on his body were not treated in time, and he was covered in a three-piece heavy dress, sweating a little, burning hot pain, probably due to inflammation, Su Gege couldn't see it After going down, Zhao Qilin pulled him for treatment. Zhao Qilin gritted his teeth, and when the doctor finished treating the wound, cold sweat dripped from his forehead, and his face turned pale.

"Don't think that you are just messing around when you are young, and you don't deal with it in time when you are injured like this. You are lucky that you don't have a fever."

The doctor was an elderly man, and he muttered a few words while prescribing the medicine list, Zhao Qilin just smiled lightly.

"Don't worry about me, I'm going home."

Zhao Qilin took the things in Su Gege's hands, looked at her indifferently, and left without extra words or eyes.

Su Gege stomped his feet angrily, hum, what's the big deal.

Zhao Qilin was really not that lucky. The old doctor had just reprimanded him, but he came home with a fever. The pain of the wound and the fever made him sleep on the sofa in the living room in a daze. , When I woke up again, I was woken up by the assistant's phone call, saying that the company had a meeting in the morning, why he hadn't come to work yet.

Zhao Qilin sat up supporting his heavy body: "I'm not feeling well today, so the meeting should be postponed until the afternoon."

After explaining a few more words briefly, he lay down again feeling weak, but couldn't fall asleep no matter what.

I don't know whether it was intentional or not, Zhao Qilin let the discomfort in his body grow, he didn't take any medicine, he didn't go to see it, he just drank a few more cups of hot water, and he couldn't bear it when he went to the meeting in the afternoon , but still went to the hospital to see the old man, the old man still didn't want to see him, so he drove to the F group.

Thanks to the fact that he couldn't fall asleep after answering the phone in the morning and checked the mailbox messages to pass the time, he found out that Nan Yi and Han Feng had returned from France.

Because of his contacts and cooperation with F Group, and his relationship with Nan Yi, it was unimpeded when he entered the office, so that when he dragged his broken body into the office, Nan Yi and Han Feng who were discussing the problem were overwhelmed by him. I was taken aback by the sick appearance and the injury on the side of my face.

"I'm going, are you going to die?"

Han Feng, who always loves to joke and has no serious way, still speaks amazingly.

Nan Yi glanced at him coolly, then turned to Zhao Qilin: "What? Did you suffer? We all know about you."

"Hey, you're terrific. You dare to run away from the wedding ceremony. You don't know the relationship between the old man and the Wen family. You're so convincing."

Han Feng leaned beside Zhao Qilin gossiping, blinked his eyes and touched his shoulder, trying to gossip about something, but Zhao Qilin groaned.

"I'll wipe it, what's wrong with you? The old man won't pull out a layer of skin for you, will he?!"

Han Feng looked at Zhao Qilin with a look of horror, and stretched out his hand to pull away Zhao Qilin's collar and took a look inside, and couldn't help but sucked in a breath of cold air.

"This... how many master methods have been used, why are you so hot? Damn, you have a fever!"

Han Feng's startled and jabbering made Zhao Qilin and Nan Yi irritated, Nan Yi directly took him aside, dialed the inside line and told him to go downstairs to buy some antipyretics and anti-inflammatory medicines.

"What... do you remember?"

Nan Yi rubbed his chin. He couldn't think of any other possibility. Otherwise, why would he suddenly cancel the wedding ceremony? He has always been indifferent, and he is not as gossipy as Han Feng, but now he feels a little regretful that he and Han Feng had a relationship because of I couldn't be there because I was working abroad, and I seemed to have missed something important.

"I came to you today for this matter."

Zhao Qilin straightened his clothes that were torn apart by Han Feng, and said calmly.

"You say it."

"Is there something you two are hiding from me?"

Nan Yi and Han Feng looked at each other, they seemed to know something.

"Well, how should I put it, the two of us are not hiding from you."

Han Feng got up and started dangling in front of the two of them, folded his arms and asked, "What do you know?"

Zhao Qilin confessed everything he knew, ignited Han Feng's raging gossip soul, and whistled loudly in a very imageless way: "Wow, so, are you going to fight against evil forces for love now?"

Zhao Qilin ignored it, and Nan Yi rolled his eyes at Han Feng in a speechless manner. His brain has always been so big.

"We are in the same school in college, you and Guozhen share a dorm, I have a very good impression of him, because I don't remember what he looks like, but Luoxi treats him very well."

At the end, Nan Yi seemed to be muttering, with a layer of sadness in his eyes.

Zhao Qilin heard from Han Feng that Nanyi's homosexual Luoxi died because of an explosion, but he didn't expect that Luoxi and Guozhen still knew each other. It seems that he really forgot a lot of things.

Han Feng touched his nose and patted Nan Yi on the shoulder. Nan Yi calmed down and continued, "At first you seemed to hate him, but then the relationship between the two of you suddenly became better for some reason. I'm complaining if it's your new method of bullying Guozhen."

When it came to Luoxi, Nan Yi, who had always been as indifferent as water, became a little angry, with a gentle smile on the corner of his mouth, but the tone made people feel sour and astringent.

"As for what happened later, I'm not very clear. I left after Luoxi's accident, so sorry, that's all I know."

"Me too. I know less than him. I just know about you two. I just heard it."

Han Feng hurriedly raised his hands, but it seemed that Zhao Qilin and Xiaoguo had the possibility of renewing their relationship, he was very happy in his heart, he loved gossip and so on.

The days back to City B are as dull as a bowl of boiled water, neither salty nor salty, and life seems to have returned to the same pattern a few months ago. As expected, he put away the herbs in his hand and looked at his small clinic I can't help but feel a little bit emotional. For the past two or three months, his life has been a little unreal, and suddenly he returned to the original point, and his heart felt a little empty...

"Doctor Guo, you're back." A silver-haired but muscular old lady pushed aside the transparent soft wadding curtain and shouted loudly with a smile.

Sure enough, he put down the things in his hands, and smiled brightly with his eyes bent: "Yes, Grandma Gu, why are you here today? Are you feeling better?"

"It's much better. I'm here to find you some medicine for conditioning. I've been sweating a lot lately."

"Sit down first, I'll pour you some water and take your pulse."

"Okay~"

Guozhen went to the water dispenser and squatted down to take a disposable paper cup. The wind chime at the door jingled, and someone was coming. Guozhen turned his head while receiving water and said, "Hello, please sit down first, I will..."

The latter words were stuck in his throat, because he squatted, he raised his head with some difficulty, and the tall figure at the door looked even more stalwart.

He...how did he come here.

"be careful."

Zhao Qilin clicked his tongue, frowned, came over and bent down to take the paper cup from Guozhen's hand, this person could be stupefied at any time, the hot water was almost overflowing and he didn't know it was scalding.

"Your tea."

Sure enough, he stood up in a little confusion, and stared blankly at Zhao Qilin who was handing Auntie Gu water, why did he come here.

"you……"

Zhao Qilin unceremoniously sat down on the empty chair next to him, staring at Guozhen with piercing eyes, Guozhen was still in a daze, what's the situation now?

"Buy you first, isn't there a patient?"

"Oh, grandma, you, you hold out your hand."

Sure enough, he licked his dry lips nervously, and stuttered habitually when speaking.

Zhao Qilin sat on the side and looked seriously at Guozhen taking the pulse of Grandma Gu, asking her about her recent physical condition, and instructing her on some important matters. He quickly grabbed the medicine on the medicine cabinet at the back, weighed it, packed it, and finished it all in one go. Zhao Qilin's heart moved slightly, That feeling is very wonderful, like a weeping willow in spring gently sweeping over the tip of my heart, itchy and crispy.

Guo is really serious at work, he is completely different from the usual him, Zhao Qilin squinted his eyes, tapped his fingers on his legs in a bored way, he didn't know why he came, but he wanted to see Guo really. He couldn't pull back even a single horse, so he came out from Nan Yi and arranged the company's affairs, and he was already in City B by some strange coincidence.

Ever since he knew everything, he would often think of him, and the back figure that kept appearing in his mind perfectly coincided with Guozhen without any accident. He thought, he knew where the missing piece in his heart came from...

Even though his current feelings for Guozhen are very delicate, he knows that it is not love, but he knows that he must have loved Guozhen so much in the past, so that every time he thinks of him, his head hurts badly. Deep, how deep is the pain...

"Go slowly, the medicine will be decocted according to what I wrote for you."

"Okay, I see you still have guests, so I won't bother you, my wife is leaving first."

Grandma Gu said goodbye to Guozhen cheerfully, sent Grandma Gu away, and stood at the door with her back on her back, suddenly a little scared to go in, took a deep breath, calm down, neither nervous nor nervous...

Turning around again, there was a polite smile: "Why are you here, do you need anything?"

"Of course, Doctor Guo, I'm injured, very-seriously-seriously!"

Zhao Qilin's ambiguous tone made Guo really not understand what he meant, why he came to City B suddenly, and emphasized that he was injured, and it was serious, so what?

Sure enough, the smile he maintained froze a little on his face, he was taken aback for a while, and then went back behind the counter: "What's wrong with you? Let me take a look."

He is a doctor, and there is no reason for him to answer when a patient comes to the door, but he can't figure it out, what exactly is he doing by doing this?

Zhao Qilin looked at Guozhen, who was secretly entangled, with eyes as deep as ink. After a long awkward silence between the two of them, Zhao Qilin got up abruptly and scanned around the small clinic.

"My injury is on my back."

Really understood what he meant, nodded: "Come with me."

As he spoke, he pushed open the door of the cubicle lounge, and pointed at him when he came in: "Lie on your stomach, so I can see the injury."