my king

The doorbell rang, Yang Yang ran to open the door, Zhu Ji stood outside with a man he didn't know.

"This is Dr. Jia." Zhu Ji introduced, and was taken aback when he saw Yang Yang's red eyes.

"My surname is Jia, and my name is Jia Ye." Jia Ye introduced himself.

Yang Yang shook hands with him, and brought him into the bedroom. Jia Ye still wanted to take off his shoes, so he heard Yang Yang say hurriedly, "Then come with me. Ah, you don't need to take off your shoes, just come in like this My brother had a fever of 39 and a half degrees. I gave him antipyretics at noon and night, and then used towels and alcohol cotton to lower his temperature, but he still went up at night..." Yang Yang said nervously, Barabara fell a bunch.

Jia Ye looked at the slippers on Yang Yang's feet, and looked at the clean floor of Yang Yang's house, which was not even a little gray. He overcame the slight sense of guilt in his heart and followed Yang Yang into the bedroom with his leather shoes, leaving a string of clothes behind him. Gray shoe prints.

As soon as Jia Ye entered the room, he smiled and said, "It's quite a luxury."

Although the weather is a bit cold, it is not to the point of turning on the air conditioner.In Yang Yang's bedroom, the temperature of the air conditioner was turned on very high, 29°.

Yang Yang was not in the mood to respond to Jia Ye's teasing, Zhu Ji poked Jia Ye's back and told him to get down to business.

Jia Ye took a stethoscope to listen to Zhang Qiling's heart and lungs. Before the chestpiece hit the man's chest, his wrist was savagely pinched. How could Dr. Jia, who is powerless, be manipulated by a patient like this before, "Oh " shouted out in a loud voice, startling Zhu Ji next to him.

Zhu Ji glanced at Jia Ye strangely, why is this person so full of drama?Shouting at the top of your lungs after being grabbed by a patient?How much strength can a person who is still feverish have?Hypocritical!

Yang Yang was quite embarrassed, and quickly grabbed the younger brother's hand to separate the two.It wasn't that he forgot to wake up the little brother first, it was that Jia Ye started directly without saying hello. He thought the doctor would at least ask a few words verbally, so he didn't make any preparations at all.

Jia Ye looked at Zhu Ji's eyes with pain in his heart and couldn't tell. No one believed that he was really hurt just now, so he had to smash it into pieces and swallowed it into his stomach.Seeing that the person lying on the bed woke up, he raised the stethoscope in his hand and said, "I'll check it for you."

"The doctor Zhu Ji invited." Yang Yang explained in a low voice next to Zhang Qiling's ear.

Jia Ye listened to a few places, took off his stethoscope and said, "It's just a cold when the seasons change, pay attention to keep warm, just take some common cold medicine. As for fever, it's also normal, and immunity will decline at night, get some ice cream to go Apply it on your forehead, it won’t burn you stupidly.”

Seeing Jia Ye's diagnosis in a few moments, Yang Yang was a little worried, and asked again, "Is everything else okay?"

"What do you want?" Jia Ye asked back with a smile.

Thinking about entering the door and seeing the red eyes of the person in front of him, he sighed in his heart, this young man is good, a little ailment can make him feel as if he is parting from life and death; At most, I would say "You still think of yourself as a kid when you are old?", this indifferent...

Yang Yang was embarrassed by the rhetorical question, and felt that what he said seemed to be questioning other people's professional standards, which was quite impolite, so he quickly shook his head, "No, then..." Yang Yang looked at the time, it was already past ten o'clock in the evening, It seems that ordinary greetings are useless at this time...

"Then let's go first. Take good care of your brother. I'll help you move and reschedule tomorrow's announcement." Zhu Ji saw Yang Yang's speechlessness and continued, thinking that he would have to wait a few days to give the kid a good assault training Otherwise, it would be great if he stood dumbfounded and couldn't say a word when encountering more than a dozen media staring at him and asking questions.

"Okay, then I'll see you off." Yang Yang glanced at Zhu Ji gratefully and said.

"No need, it's not that I don't know the way." Zhu Ji waved his hand and pulled Jia Ye away.

Zhu Ji took Jia Ye away without even a word of gossip, and sat in the car humming, saying that Zhu Ji was not interesting.

Zhu Ji glanced at him, "You're not crooked." Why do you have to keep chattering.

"My daughter likes him." Jia Ye said confidently.

"..."

"Really, can you give me his contact information, or introduce me to him? A private doctor or something?" Jia Ye licked his face and said.

Zhu Ji felt his temples twitching. He had known for a long time that his high school classmate had always escaped. Ever since he became a father, he controlled his daughter to no end. The... tsk.

Zhu Jibai gave him a look, "You don't need it, I'll contact him if there's anything to do." But how could Bailai's personal doctor refuse, he sent Jia Ye downstairs to his house, and saw Jia Ye's daughter upstairs through the window. Waving at his dad.

"It's over..." Jia Ye murmured.

Seeing that he was still in the car, Zhu Ji gave him a strange look and asked, "What's wrong?"

"Forgot to sign." Jia Ye rubbed his nose.

"...I'll give you a signed photo next time."

"That's interesting! Then I'm leaving, call me next time if you have something to do." Jia Ye happily patted Zhu Ji on the shoulder, thinking about how to explain to his daughter that the signature was changed to a signed photo, but it would take a few days to get it get it.

Zhu Ji drove his little Weilang home, and tomorrow he will have a day of vacation, so he can sleep until he wakes up naturally.

Yang Yang ran downstairs to the 24-hour convenience store and bought ice packs for his little brother. Zhang Qiling coughed and asked, "Why are your eyes so red?"

Yang Yang didn't say anything, put his hands on his forehead, and sat beside him leaning against the back of the bed.

"Stay away from me, and take care of you." Zhang Qiling said again, his voice was low and hoarse.

Yang Yang shook his head and said in a muffled voice, "Just leave it to me."

"Fool." Zhang Qiling reached out and tapped his head, but Yang Yang grabbed him and stuffed him back into the bed.

"Don't move around, the heat in the quilt finally disappeared." Yang Yang snorted, and tucked the corner of the quilt for the younger brother.

"not cold."

"You have to sweat, and sweat will be good." Yang Yang said, "If you move around again, I'll bring you a hot water bottle."

"..."

"I'll get you dressed before leaving." Yang Yang said with his head down.

"Or you get dressed and wake me up to let me finish watching before you go." He thought for a while and added.

Zhang Qiling felt that Yang Yang said that he didn't even have the ability to dress at least.Actually this time it was just an accident...

What's more, it's just a small cold and fever, but he can hold back the pain no matter how big it is, what's the point?It's just that now that there is someone by my side, I subconsciously feel a little... want to act like a baby.

Maybe the pretending to be sick was too successful, Zhang Qiling thought, and the nightmare was done in time, so it scared his own children.

"Okay." Zhang Qiling responded, "You can sleep too."

Yang Yang nodded, "Wait until you fall asleep."

Zhang Qiling knew that Yang Yang would be beaten by everyone for his stubbornness, so he closed his eyes.Yang Yang turned off the light in the bedroom, and turned on a small wall lamp in the corner. The bedroom was dim and dim with warm light.

Probably because of the inexplicable soothing effect of being looked at like this, after Zhang Qiling fell asleep, he dreamed that he was back in the yard where he tempered stones, and the woman he only had time to grab her hand held him in his arms .

When Zhang Qiling woke up the next day, he saw Yang Yang was still sitting on the edge of the bed, his eyes were red from the heat, as if he hadn't slept all night.

"Brother, what did you dream about?" Yang Yang asked softly.

"I don't remember." Zhang Qiling was stunned for a moment, he didn't remember what dream he had.Most people don't remember it when they wake up.

"Oh." Yang Yang nodded. He didn't tell Zhang Qiling that last night he had been crying since he fell asleep, maybe it wasn't crying, because his face still had no expression at all, as in the novel "love to be brave" In other words, it was sweaty eyes.If you cry, it should be great joy or great sorrow, how can it be so quiet.

"Why didn't you rest?" Zhang Qiling asked him, with a hint of reproach in his voice.

"Can't sleep." Yang Yang replied, he pressed his brother's forehead, the temperature dropped, "Now I want to sleep."

Zhang Qiling pulled Yang Yang into his quilt, "Then sleep for a while." He adjusted the child's bangs that were so long that they almost pierced the eyes, "Go to sleep."

Yang Yang was next to Zhang Qiling, and after a while he said sullenly, "Don't get sick, I feel uncomfortable."

Zhang Qiling smiled, and rubbed his fingertips on the child's hair, "Okay."

Yang Yang heard the little brother laughing, and felt that what he said was childish and unreliable, like a fool.He wrinkled his nose and buried his face on the little brother's side. In fact, he felt more scared than uncomfortable. Zhang Qiling, who was crying quietly last night, made him feel in a trance. He suddenly felt that the little brother was not what he imagined. So powerful and fearless.

This kind of understanding made him feel a pain in his heart, and at the same time, he felt scared, afraid that if Zhang Qiling wasn't that strong, would he get hurt somewhere he couldn't see?

What he used to be afraid of was that his little brother would suddenly disappear, but now he is afraid——

When Zhang Qiling was in pain, Yang Yang was not by his side.

The author has something to say: Jia Ye: Fuck, my wrists are bruised!Four paw prints!

What should I do if I am so hypocritical today... I can't hold this style of painting... I won't try it in the future... I got stuck for three or four hours... Damn it

Thank you [July Summer] buddy for the grenade!mwah!

Today, I made Mr. Yang’s picture hhhh without doing business, so the update time is late_(:зゝ∠)_Working hard to repair PS skills QAQ