New year greeting

In the ward, Song Xinyuan put down his hands and said guiltily, "Xiaoyan, I'm sorry." He not only ignored Zhao Yan's confession, but also took advantage of Zhao Yan.

Zhao Yan sat on the ground, pretending not to understand what he meant: "You don't need to apologize, I know you are doing it for my own good, if I can't even save my life, why should I sing?"

Zhao Yan's voice was a little hoarse, and his throat should be very uncomfortable, but he comforted Song Xinyuan when he was hurt. Whether it was intentional or not, Song Xinyuan felt guilty and uneasy.

"Does your throat hurt?" Song Xinyuan asked.

"I'm much better after taking the medicine, but I'm so hungry. So hungry, so hungry, so hungry/I'm really hungry..." Zhao Yan hugged his knees and said, talking and singing, "Obviously this morning/I ate Five bowls of noodles/It's very strange/I'm starving right now..."

Song Xinyuan couldn't help laughing when he heard him singing "Food Song", "I'll buy you what you want to eat."

"I want fried chicken, fried chicken—"

"No, the doctor says you can't eat fried food right now."

"Okay, then I'll eat after the operation."

At this time, Lu Tengda pushed the door open and came in, heard their conversation, and asked Zhao Yan in surprise: "Have you agreed to the operation?"

"It's just to eat the fried chicken bought by Brother Xinyuan," Zhao Yan pouted, "Can I have yogurt?"

"Yogurt usually contains sugar and additives, which is not conducive to the recovery of your throat. It is recommended to drink light liquid food," Feng Deng walked over and said, "If your inflammation subsides smoothly in the past few days, then next Monday, you will have a tonsillectomy. Be mentally prepared."

"Can I drink homemade sugar-free yogurt?" Song Xinyuan asked softly.

Feng Deng glanced at him and noticed that the corners of his eyes were slightly red, with a strange sense of vulnerability.Feng Deng lowered his eyes and said, "Yes."

"Wow, do you want to make yogurt for me?" Zhao Yan stared at Song Xinyuan overjoyed.

"Let me try. Don't expect too much, and listen to the doctor."

"Oh yeah, I made it anyway."

Where Song Xinyuan couldn't notice, Zhao Yan made a face at Feng Deng.Feng Deng frowned, his eyes were dark, and he looked a little creepy, which made Zhao Yan tremble all over.

In the blink of an eye, when Feng Deng and Song Xinyuan got off work, Zhao Yan took Song Xinyuan's arm and begged pitifully: "Brother, can you stay with me in the hospital? I'm scared by myself. It just so happens that there are two beds here. We sleep together." , play games together."

Lu Tengda couldn't bear it anymore and grabbed Zhao Yan's collar: "Am I not human? Come on, brother sleeps with you, you can play with anything."

"Hey, brother Lu, why are you so full of this and that? I'm very pure, so don't mess around."

"shut up!"

Song Xinyuan smiled: "Xiaoyan, be good. I'm going back to make yogurt. There are no tools in the hospital."

After returning home, Song Xinyuan went into his room, researched the recipe of yogurt on the Internet, and wrote down the required materials and steps in his notebook. After hesitating for a long time, he got up and walked to Feng Deng's bedroom, and knocked on the door quietly.

After a while, Feng Deng opened the door and looked at Song Xinyuan silently.He had obviously just taken a shower, his hair was damp, and his bangs were drooping on his forehead, exuding a bit of youthful vigor.He was wearing a thin black nightgown, the belt was pulled up twice casually, revealing a large chest and powerful calves, the legs were extraordinarily thick with hair.

It is said that people with hairy legs have strong human nature/desire. Although this statement contrasts too much with Feng Deng's cold face, Song Xinyuan understands Feng Deng's ability.He swallowed, lowered his head and asked, "Do you have a yogurt machine?"

In fact, he didn't hold out hope, he just found an excuse to talk to Feng Deng, maybe he had a secret thought, he wanted to see if Feng Deng would be jealous of Zhao Yan.

"No." Feng Deng folded his arms and replied casually.

"Okay, then I'll buy one online." Song Xinyuan deliberately raised his voice.

As a result, Feng Deng kindly reminded him not to forget to sterilize all the tools to avoid bacteria in the production, and he looked conscientious and tasteless.Song Xinyuan sighed and left Feng Deng's door in frustration.

Song Xinyuan bought a yogurt machine, whole milk, bacteria powder and glass bottles online, and these things were delivered the next evening.He has a plaster cast on his right arm and can only operate it with his left hand.He first cleaned the inner liner of the yogurt machine, added boiling water to sterilize it, then poured 200ml of milk, paused for a while, poured some more, heated it, threw two small bags of bacteria powder into it, did not put any sugar, and poured it into two bags after stirring. in a glass jar and finally placed on the top shelf of the refrigerator.

After a night of fermentation, Song Xinyuan's yogurt is ready, and it looks okay.He took a bottle to the hospital, and when he walked into Zhao Yan's ward, he saw Lu Tengda and Shen Lingxi playing cards with Zhao Yan.

After seeing Song Xinyuan, Zhao Yan opened his eyes expectantly.Song Xinyuan took out the yogurt from the paper bag and shook it in front of him: "I don't know how it tastes, it's a bit cold now, drink it two hours after the meal."

Zhao Yan obediently agreed, grabbed the bottle and took a bunch of photos, then posted them on Weibo.Zhao Yan V: Today's happiness is given by yogurt, thank you for meeting me. @宋新元

As soon as Zhao Yan's Weibo was posted, Lu Tengda received a reminder that he had nothing to do with Zhao Yan. He could stop the former Zhao Yan, but now that Zhao Yan is sick, he can only get used to it. After all, Zhao Yan is a His cash cow.Fortunately, Zhao Yan is more reserved on Weibo and doesn't talk nonsense.

Zhao Yan and Song Xinyuan are both popular figures recently, so they were naturally arranged for hot searches.Zhao Yan's fans complained sourly, it was just a bottle of yogurt.Unexpectedly, Zhao Yan replied: "It's yogurt made by myself, it's different from the ones sold outside."

One stone stirred up a thousand waves, and now many people maliciously speculated about the relationship between the two.Lu Tengda criticized Zhao Yan for 5 minutes, and simply suggested that Song Xinyuan repost Weibo and hype Zhao Yan in the name of a friend.After Song Xinyuan asked Jia Yingjun for his opinion, he retweeted and said: "I didn't expect to meet my former junior in the hospital. I wish you a speedy recovery and return to "The King of Songs."

The first half of his sentence clarified the reason for what happened, and the second half of his sentence pleased Zhao Yan's fans.Zhao Yan has a lot of fans, so he quickly cleaned up the square and solved the sunspots.Later, a group of CP fans emerged and silently raised the banner of "Zhao Song".

Feng Deng went to the inpatient department for rounds, followed by two interns.Whenever the two girls had free time, they would start talking about Zhao Yan and Song Xinyuan, sometimes yelling excitedly.Feng Deng frowned when he heard some special words.

In the evening, when Feng Deng and Song Xinyuan sat down to eat together, Song Xinyuan took out another bottle of yogurt from the refrigerator and pushed it in front of Feng Deng: "Doctor Feng, I accidentally made too much, this bottle is for you."

"No, I don't like yogurt. You have the time to make yogurt, why don't you think about the script carefully, and don't forget the purpose of your living here."

There was something in Feng Deng's words, which made Song Xinyuan feel ashamed and resentful.Although he harbored shady thoughts in his heart, he didn't like Feng Deng's tone of guessing everything.

He stubbornly put the yogurt in Feng Deng's hand, almost touching Feng Deng's hand, and went straight to the point: "Taste it, this is specially reserved for you, if it doesn't taste good, throw it away."

He forgot that the taste of sugar-free yogurt is not good, so there is no need to taste it specially.

Feng Deng said, "Let it go."

He did not indicate whether he agreed or refused.Song Xinyuan was secretly delighted by this, and his peach blossom eyes narrowed unconsciously, as if he had picked up a big deal.

Song Xinyuan's tricks were too naive, Feng Deng saw through him at a glance, and didn't understand why he was persistent.A grown-up who is running three is like a child, with all the things he wants written on his face, daydreaming all day long, but there is no free candy in the world, once you reach out for it, you have to pay the price, even desire something nothing to lose.

Song Xinyuan is simply asking for hardships. According to the Buddhist teachings, there are seven sufferings for human beings. The first six sufferings are birth, old age, illness, death, resentment and hatred, and love and separation. What he is asking for is the seventh suffering: not getting what you want.

In the middle of the night, Feng Deng came to the living room and threw the bottle of yogurt into the empty trash can.

The next morning, Song Xinyuan woke up and saw the yogurt in the trash can with a dazed expression.He picked up the yogurt, unscrewed the lid and took a sip. He felt that the taste was extremely bitter, and he didn't know how Zhao Yan drank it all.

It's too bad, he thought, but luckily Feng Deng didn't drink it.

In the afternoon, Song Xinyuan went to the clinic with Feng Deng.He stayed in the lounge separated by blue cloth, studying the surgery in the script, and listening to Feng Deng's consultation. Feng Deng's calm voice made him fall asleep, and he remembered the past in a haze.The single bed in the dormitory was narrow and wobbly, and it creaked when people lay down on it. Feng Deng hugged him from behind and let out a slight panting sound, which made his body and mind tense, hissing with the iron bed under the violent impact Call.

"number 13."

There was a sudden cold outside, which woke Song Xinyuan up.He rubbed his eyes, stood up blushing, and did ten squats.

"Number 13, Xu Lei?"

"Ah, it's me."

"Where are you uncomfortable?"

"me……"

"what happened to you?"

Listening to their conversation, Song Xinyuan opened the curtain strangely, and saw Feng Deng bowing his head typing, while the patient named Xu Lei was taking something out of his arms.An ominous premonition welled up in his heart, and he ran out quickly.

"Doctor, I feel uncomfortable," Xu Lei didn't notice his presence, grinned strangely, his eyes were crazy, "so come to have some fun—"

The moment Xu Lei took out the fruit knife, Song Xinyuan had already rushed in front of him. Due to his inconvenient left hand, he failed to knock out Xu Lei's knife smoothly. Instead, his arm was cut, and the blood flowed out quickly and continuously. drop.

This was enough to scare Xu Lei and Feng Deng too.

Xu Lei dropped the knife in panic, turned around and ran out.Feng Deng had no time to talk to him, stepped over and grabbed Song Xinyuan's arm, and shouted, "Song Xinyuan!"

Song Xinyuan hadn't heard Feng Deng call his name like that for many years. He was in a daze for a while, and looked up at Feng Deng, probably because he had lost too much blood.

"I'm fine, Dr. Feng." Song Xinyuan said softly.

At this time, several resident doctors and nurses rushed in to help Song Xinyuan bandage the wound.A bunch of people gathered outside, looking at the outpatient room curiously.

"Professor Feng, we have called the police, and the prisoner will be caught soon," Han Le finished, apologizing to Song Xinyuan on behalf of the hospital, "Thank you for saving Professor Feng, I'm really sorry, your TV series will be aired in the future, I'm sure Don’t finish chasing one episode.”

"It's just a small injury, don't worry about it."

When Zhao Yan heard that Song Xinyuan was injured, he immediately rushed to the outpatient department, looked at Song Xinyuan's new wound, and cried while muttering: "I told you to go to my place, but you didn't listen, you have to go here and suffer, just look at it." pain."

Then, he turned to Feng Deng angrily: "It's all your fault, where on earth are you—"

Song Xinyuan interrupted Zhao Yan and comforted him: "It doesn't hurt, it's really all right, it will be fine tomorrow."

Back at the residence at night, Song Xinyuan finally realized that something was wrong with Feng Deng. Since Feng Deng called him, he stopped talking and observed him from time to time, just like observing a patient.He was indeed a patient, not only his arm was injured, but even his brain was broken, otherwise why would he save Feng Deng?He clearly hated Feng Deng to death, but he couldn't bear to see Feng Deng die.

I haven't achieved my goal yet, so he justified himself, I want to take revenge on Feng Deng with my own hands, so I can't let Feng Deng die at the hands of others.

In the living room, the two sat facing each other.After a long silence, Feng Deng took off his glasses and looked coldly: "Song Xinyuan, have you had enough fun?"

He called Song Xinyuan's name again, which made Song Xinyuan's heart skip a beat, not knowing how to answer his question.

"You pretended to be pitiful in front of me again and again, what exactly do you want?" Feng Deng walked up to Song Xinyuan, leaned over and squeezed Song Xinyuan's chin, "Speak."

After more than five years, they were so close for the first time.Song Xinyuan saw himself in Feng Deng's eyes, and laughed suddenly: "Don't you know what I want?"

"I want……"

The next moment, he leaned forward and kissed Feng Deng.

The author says:

Zhao Yan can only promote the starting point, and finally has to rely on Xiao Song's own efforts.No prize guess, will Feng Deng push him away in the next chapter?