New year greeting

After the blind date, Feng Deng returned to Qianyang City, and it rained heavily along the way.He walked out of the elevator with wet hair and smelled the smell of rice.The sudden scent made him frowned.

He opened the door lightly, entered the living room and looked inside, and saw Song Xinyuan standing in the kitchen, stirring with a spoon in his left hand.

Song Xinyuan was dressed honestly this time, with a short sleeve on his upper body and a pair of pajama pants underneath than last night, and his right arm in a cast hung awkwardly around his waist.The shoulder blades on his back are clearly visible, the sides of his hips are slightly sunken, his limbs are slender, and his steps are light when he moves, like a cat.It was a thin cat, much thinner than it used to be.

Feng Deng threw the key on the table, made a noise on purpose, then saw Song Xinyuan turn his head quickly, and raised his voice to ask him: "You are back, have you eaten yet? I am cooking noodles, would you like some?"

Song Xinyuan's reaction made Feng Deng's heart sink.Song Xinyuan didn't ask him about the result of the blind date immediately, and he didn't know what kind of medicine was sold in the gourd.

"Thank you, I'm going to wash my hands."

Feng Deng was drying his hair in the bathroom, and suddenly remembered that many years ago, when his father came home late, Lu Shuhan cared so much about his father.His face softened a little, rolled up his sleeves and walked into the kitchen.

There was a soup pot bubbling on the gas stove. Longxu noodles, tomatoes, vegetables and fried eggs were buried in the pot. Song Xinyuan sprinkled in a handful of chopped green onions, then put salt, light soy sauce and sesame oil, and finally turned off the fire .

"I did my best, I hope you like it."

Song Xinyuan reached out to get the bowl, but his hand slipped and he couldn't hold the bottom of the bowl. He almost threw the two porcelain bowls on the ground. Fortunately, Feng Deng supported him.Feng Deng pressed the cabinet with one hand, and covered Song Xinyuan's left hand with the other, wrapping Song Xinyuan's whole body around his chest.

He didn't pull away immediately, but stared at the slab of the window sill.The screen of the tablet is dazzlingly bright, and there is an obvious line on it: How to get back together with my ex-boyfriend?

Glancing down, he saw the best answer: approach your ex-boyfriend first, then start with a friend and attack him step by step.Good luck!

Feng Deng let go of Song Xinyuan, and found that his cheeks and ears were flushed, and said calmly, "I'll serve it."

Song Xinyuan put away the tablet in a panic, turned and left the kitchen.Feng Deng stared at Song Xinyuan's back with gloomy eyes, not believing that Song Xinyuan came to get back with him at all.

The natural care, the well-timed dinner, the sudden slippery hand, and the tablet in front of him were all Song Xinyuan's clumsy tricks.Song Xinyuan had probably been squatting at the window to watch. When he appeared downstairs, Song Xinyuan took action, poured the prepared hot water and semi-finished products into the pot, and arranged them properly before he entered the door. Show a very bewitching smile.

Song Xinyuan is too cunning.He approached Song Xinyuan without thinking just now, and almost fell into Song Xinyuan's trick.

Five minutes later, the two sat at the dining table and had dinner face to face.Feng Deng took a sip of the noodles. The taste of the noodles was not bad. The noodles didn't look like they were cooked in advance, so he couldn't help suspecting that he was thinking too much.

"What do you want to do?" He put down his chopsticks and asked.

Song Xinyuan slowly raised his face, approached Feng Deng seemingly shyly, and said affectionately: "Doctor Feng, I originally wanted to make friends with you, but considering that we are both adults..."

Feng Deng suddenly noticed that his leg was rubbed against something soft, and he lowered his head to catch a glimpse of Song Xinyuan's feet.The foot slipped into his trousers and climbed up his calf, the toes deliberately pinched his skin, causing bursts of tingling.

At the same time, Song Xinyuan reached out and poked him between the eyebrows, and asked softly, "How about we be friends with benefits?"

Feng Deng froze, stepped back half a meter, and said bluntly, "Stay away from me."

Song Xinyuan was not angry, obediently put on his shoes and walked to the bedroom, obediently disappeared in front of Feng Deng.Looking down at the leftovers on the table, Feng Deng guessed that Song Xinyuan had lost his mind.

Song Xinyuan never asked Feng Deng about the blind date.Feng Deng was lying on the bed, his heart half-lighted, unable to ignore the fire lit by Song Xinyuan after all, he couldn't help moving his hands under his body, and gradually fell into a dream.

In the dream, a pair of arms climbed around his neck, and the soft broken hair brushed against his chest.That is Song Xinyuan.Song Xinyuan relied too much on his body temperature, wanting to stay by his side, holding him, looking at him, kissing him, and uttering helpless, hopeless sobs.That was Song Xinyuan who was abandoned by him.

A clanging sound interrupted Feng Deng's old dream.He dressed and got up in a daze, and saw Song Xinyuan wasting his mind in the kitchen again.Song Xinyuan was wearing an apron and asked without looking back, "Doctor Feng, do you want egg pancakes or scallion pancakes?"

Thinking of what happened last night, he seemed to hear Song Xinyuan asking, "Do you want to be friends with me or friends with benefits?"

"I don't even want to, I'll go to the cafeteria to eat." Feng Deng leaned against the door frame, silent for a moment, and suggested, "Go to the brain department today."

He watched Song Xinyuan's face turn from red to white, and he didn't feel guilty at all. It was Song Xinyuan who made him feel uncomfortable first.Outside the window, the dawn is getting earlier and earlier, and spring is coming to an end.

Feng Deng thought that Song Xinyuan would not bother him anymore if he hit a wall, but Song Xinyuan took off his apron, looked back and smiled and said, "Then I will go to the cafeteria with you. In exchange, you will accompany me to find a brain doctor?"

"..."

On Monday morning, the main entrance of Qianyang University Affiliated Hospital was overcrowded, and an ambulance stopped in front of the gate.Several entertainment journalists surrounded the car, scrambling to stick out their microphones and cameras, asking questions and taking pictures.The security guards stopped their behavior and drove them away, but unfortunately it had the opposite effect.

A 20-year-old male star came out surrounded by the crowd, clutching his neck in pain, his agent stood by his side and helped him reject all interviews.

"Please make room, everyone. Zhao Yan is inconvenient to talk now. He will definitely join us when he recovers. Thank you for your understanding and support." Manager Lu Tengda persuaded him as he walked, helped the boy into the emergency building, and finally put him in the emergency room. The entertainment reporters left it outside.

In the ward, Lu Tengda asked impatiently: "Where's your doctor? Why haven't you come yet? We have signed up for the VIP number."

The two nurses looked at each other anxiously, and Shen Lingxi stepped forward and explained: "I'm sorry, sir, there are too many patients now, and the emergency department can only treat patients with serious conditions—"

"You mean our Zhao Yan's illness is not serious? Do you know how important his throat is to him? He is a popular singer, and he can earn tens of millions with an album. Before he came to the hospital, he was still participating in variety shows. , if it wasn’t for the sore throat during the recording... let the experts come over, or I’ll call a lawyer!”

"I know, I know, I'm a fan of Yan Yan, I've been watching "The King of Songs", Yan Yan performed superbly on the show, and I'm sure I'll be number one next week!" Shen Lingxi said, "Don't worry, we Go to the director now."

When the nurse left, Zhao Yan, who had been silent for a long time, suddenly groaned, lay on the bed, and said sobbingly: "Brother Lu, my throat hurts so bad, it hurts to death, it hurts to death, it hurts to death... no Is it broken?!"

Lu Tengda reassured him helplessly: "No, if you don't say a few words, the doctor will come soon."

"Is the doctor here really reliable? Can he cure my illness? Can I return to the stage to sing next week? I'm so mad, I must go back, and I can't let that villain Zhou Chong surpass me!"

"Calm down, you're not terminally ill. Didn't you come here to see a doctor? Do you know a doctor?"

"No, but I have an acquaintance who seems to be here..."

In the director's office of the emergency department, Shen Lingxi quickly reported Zhao Yan's situation to Director Chen.Director Chen called and asked around, and the emergency department was really short of manpower, so he had to find Director Liang of the surgery department.

"Old Liang, this patient has a special status. If it is handled properly, it will have a good impact on our hospital, so please take care of me. I will rush over to take a look first."

"Don't worry, Old Chen, it's our surgery's job to assist in the emergency treatment."

Director Liang hung up the phone and called several surgeons who were not scheduled for surgery, including Feng Deng.Seeing this, Song Xinyuan put on an isolation suit and followed Feng Deng.

Director Liang led them to the door of Zhao Yan's ward and knocked on the door.Director Chen came out and opened the door, pointed at the surgical staff, and said to Lu Tengda: "These are our experts, you can choose whoever you want to be his attending doctor."

Song Xinyuan stretched out his head curiously, but when he saw a familiar face, he suddenly felt bad. Just when he was about to turn around and run away, he heard the person shout, "Brother Xinyuan——"

"Ah, it's brother Xinyuan, I want him to see a doctor! I want him!" Zhao Yan quickly rushed over, grabbed Song Xinyuan, stared at it for two seconds, and almost shed tears, "Brother Xinyuan, your arm What's the matter? Does it hurt? It's all because I didn't take good care of you."

For a moment, everyone looked at Song Xinyuan.Song Xinyuan shook his body numbly, motioned Zhao Yan to let go, and smiled awkwardly: "Zhao Yan, I'm not a doctor, I'm a trainee, so I can't help you."

Director Chen answered in embarrassment: "Yes, Mr. Song came to the hospital to study, he is not an expert."

Zhao Yan replied with a bit of a tongue: "I actually met you, I'm so lucky, cough cough..."

As he spoke, he coughed uncomfortably.Lu Tengda patted him on the back, stopped him from speaking, glanced sideways at Song Xinyuan, turned to Director Chen, and said coldly: "No matter who it is, please see a doctor as soon as possible, you keep patients waiting too long."

"Brother Lu, I'm fine, I'm just so happy, this is the brother Xinyuan I mentioned to you." Zhao Yan panted deeply, raised his lips with a pale face, raised his head and said, "Brother Xinyuan, why don't you Return my love letter? You look so good in this dress, I really want to help you take it off—"

Before he could finish speaking, Lu Tengda covered his mouth.However, it was already too late, and everyone in the room showed complicated expressions.Shen Lingxi stood at the door, looking back and forth at Zhao Yan and Song Xinyuan, with a look of shock on her face, wondering if the melon brought to her mouth by the Lord should be eaten or not.

"Mr. Song is Zhao Yan's good friend, he was just joking with his friend, please don't take it seriously," Lu Tengda rubbed Zhao Yan's head, and reprimanded, "Don't mess around, do you still want to go back and sing?"

Zhao Yan tilted his head, and accidentally discovered that his brother Xinyuan was peeking at a doctor by the door, with a strange look on his face.The doctor wore a pair of black-rimmed glasses, his eyes were calm and unwavering, as if he didn't see anyone in his eyes, and his favorite brother Xin Yuan was so cautious, which made him feel distressed inexplicably.

There was a glint of mischief in his eyes, he raised his face and pointed at Feng Deng, and said aggrievedly: "Okay, then I want him to be my attending doctor."

The author says:

Friend or buddy with benefits?This is a problem.It's too difficult for Song Xinyuan, so arrange another assist, this time it's Xiaozuo Jinglanggou attack.I originally wrote more than 6000 chapters in this chapter. I inserted more than 3000 campus memories in the place where Feng Deng dreamed. Issued to.Thank you for your encouragement. Is there any extra starfish for me? (Yesterday, someone said that they wanted to see Dr. Feng in a white coat like this. Ahhh, I really want to see it soon!)