[Rebirth] Medicated Life

"Uncle Zuo, call me if you have something to do, I'll go out first!" Looking at Zuo Quan's expression, Mo Fan felt that the time had come, so he bowed and left.After leaving the ward, he told the current situation of Zuo Quan to the people waiting outside, and then turned around and went to Han Wu's ward on the second floor with the polite thanks from everyone.

After Mo Fan left, Zuo Quan moved his eyeballs slightly. Before he had time to sort out the messy thoughts in his mind, Zuo's mother Zuo Weilin and others all squeezed in.

Everyone sighed at Zuo Quan's catastrophe, and at the same time, they were extremely grateful that the catastrophe was avoided in the end.

The speaker had no intention of the listener's intentions. Hearing what everyone said, Zuo Quan felt even more uneasy. This suffering, if we really investigate it, it was really caused by the quarrel between him and Zuo Weitang and his son. To bear this catastrophe for a child with a good face... Really...

Alas—except for a long sigh, Zuo Quan didn't know how to express the feeling in his heart.

It's just that his sigh made all the people around him into a mess.

"Old man, what's wrong with you?"

"Why is it so sad all of a sudden, Mr. Zuo, you are so sad, it will definitely get smoother in the future!"

"..."

When Zuo Quan’s ward, a group of people were making a fuss around him sincerely and falsely, the ward where Han Wu was lying on the first floor directly above was so quiet that even the sound of a feather falling to the ground was so quiet. can be heard.

When Mo Fan opened the door and went in, he saw two people cuddling together on the narrow hospital bed, sleeping soundly face to face. He walked over gently, and as soon as he got closer, Zuo Weitang opened his eyes. squinted.

There was no sleepiness in those bright eyes.

Mo Fan looked at Han Wu who was huddled in Zuo Weitang's arms, and then looked at Zuo Weitang's regular and careful hands and feet, for fear of pressing on Han Wu's wound, and immediately understood the reason why Zuo Weitang was so awake up.

This person probably hasn't slept soundly since last night.

Obviously he was given an escort bed next to him for him to rest, but he wanted to squeeze on Han Wu's bed, saying that he was afraid that he would press on Han Wu's wound, so he would not allow it, so I will tell you decisively, absolutely not pressed to.

Why can't it be pressed?Now the answer is quite clear.

Mo Fan looked at Zuo Weitang teasingly, with a smile in his eyes.

Zuo Weitang asked him what he was doing with his eyes.

"Uncle Zuo is awake." Mo Fan mouthed Zuo Weitang, trying not to wake up Han Wu.

Zuo Weitang nodded, indicating that he understood, and continued to look at Han Wu, which meant to say - I understand, let's go!

Mo Fan is angry, this kid has such an attitude!

But when Mo Fan glanced at the sleeping Han Wu, he could only touch his nose and leave in embarrassment.

wait until sick

When there were only the two of them in the room, Zuo Weitang looked at Han Wu, and various emotions slowly flashed in his eyes, such as pity, self-blame, hatred, and the guilt that finally settled down.

For this kind of thing, Han Wu in his sleep didn't notice anything. Last night, the broken hand bone hurt all night, and it was only slightly relieved until now. Wu fell into a deep sleep, unable to wake up.

But, maybe there really is something called a heart-to-heart connection. When the guilt in Zuo Weitang's eyes was about to flow out, Han Wu moved his head slightly as if he suddenly felt it, and rubbed his face against the other's chest.

It's like I'm not sleeping comfortably and I want to change my position.

Zuo Weitang was so startled that he froze immediately, afraid that his movement would collide with Han Wu and cause him pain again.After Han Wu Ceng felt comfortable, stretched out his uninjured hand to wrap around his waist, and fell asleep again, Zuo Weitang let out a long breath.

He stretched out his hand to touch Han Wu's side face, and watched Han Wu's nose glowing red from sleep, and the breath he exhaled sprayed onto his chest time and time again, only then did he truly feel that this person was by his side.

There is no impenetrable wall in the world, no matter what Mo Fan wanted to hide from Wei Guo's hand, in the end, Jingwei Guo's unintentional words leaked the wind.

Han Wu was injured, and it would take a month or two to recuperate. Even if he could go to school, he would not be able to train behind the big troops. It's okay to leave, and I will see how I recover during the final exam. If it is good, I will go back to school and pass all the essay exams.

The training assessment can only be postponed until the next semester!

It doesn't matter if you ask for leave, and it's easy to ask for nearly a month's vacation. Who let Han Wu rely on Jingweiguo, a senior brother, but since Jingweiguo knew that he was injured, don't even think about hiding it from Wei Guoshou.

Regarding the matter of Han Wu's injury, it took several rounds of back and forth before the news reached Wei Guoshou's ears. What kind of news came in was no longer human-controllable.

The reason why Han Wu knew that this news must be untrue was that on the morning of the third day after Han Wu was hospitalized, he heard from the nurses and doctors who passed by that the downstairs was like a pot exploded, and the ward where Zuo Quan lived was already dead. It became a mess.

Han Wu was extremely surprised, and pushed Zuo Weitang, who was still sitting on the bedside feeding his hospital's pig food like a normal person, "Don't go and see!"

Zuo Weitang glanced at him calmly, continued to fill a spoon full of food and handed it to Han Wu's mouth, and said casually: "What are you worried about? Since the first day he lay in bed, there has been nothing wrong with him." After breaking someone, is there anyone who can move him?"

Han Wu was choked by his attitude, staring at a spoonful of pig food, looked down at his right hand hanging around his neck, then turned his head to look at Zuo Weitang's stubborn eyes, sighed slightly, He muttered, "It's really unpalatable!"

Then he still opened his mouth obediently, swallowed the spoonful of food into his mouth, chewed and swallowed it.

While being fed, Han Wu poked Zuo Weitang with his hand, "Go and see!"

"Eat first." Zuo Weitang clamped Han Wuneng's moving hand between his legs, controlled it, and continued to feed.

Han Wu struggled and found it was useless. He looked at him helplessly for a while, and then consciously changed the subject, "When will I be discharged from the hospital? Didn't it mean that 24 hours of observation in the hospital is enough?"

Zuo Weitang glanced at him with a half-smile, "You have to ask Mo Fan, it depends on what he says, after all, the injury is worse than the old man, but when he can't get out of bed, you can Is it okay to run away?"

Han Wu choked, and couldn't help cursing secretly, this senior brother is really wicked!

When Han Wu really couldn't eat the rice that Zuo Weitang stuffed in, so he used various means to try to escape from the remaining half bowl of rice in Zuo Weitang's hands, the door of their ward was pushed open with a bang. up.

"Master!" Han Wu was so frightened that he almost knocked over the bowl in Zuo Weitang's hand.

Wei Guoshou kicked open the door angrily, his face was very ugly, and he strode in. Mo Fan followed behind him, looking like he was lying down, not daring to take a breath.

After entering the door, he immediately winked at Han Wu and Zuo Weitang, signaling them to appease the old man quickly, and mouthed to them, "Master just beat Uncle Zuo downstairs."

Both of them were startled, did they know that it was the master who was having a good time downstairs just now? !

"Huh!" Wei Guoshou walked up to Han Wu, observed Han Wu up and down, and found that he was hanging his arms and looked pale. Generally speaking, it was the same as what Mo Fan said, nothing serious Looking at it, he couldn't help but said angrily, "I'm getting fatter, and I have learned to hide this kind of thing from me! You haven't graduated from the teacher yet, you can still get it after you graduate from the teacher!"

Han Wu sneered and approached Wei Guoshou to please him, while beckoning Zuo Weitang to bring Wei Guoshou a stool to sit on.

As a result, Zuo Weitang moved the stool, but was scolded by Wei Guohao. The meaning inside and outside the words were all saying, if you have no skills, just get out, don't bring Xiao Wu to follow him every day to pick up the mess.

Seeing that Zuo Weitang was pitifully scolded, Han Wu abnormally didn't refute a word, and even somewhat agreed with Wei Guoshou's meaning, so he couldn't help pressing his head with a headache, and interrupted Wei Guoshou's scolding.

"Master, why are you here?"

"Why can't I come, that old boy Zuoquan, I warned him long ago, how he tormented his son is his business, who made him extend his arms so long, and now he has brought you into the hospital..." Wei Guoshou Being reminded by Han Wu like this, I really forgot to continue to accuse Zuo Weitang of all kinds of inadequacies, but instead began to criticize Zuo Quan's various evils!

Han Wu listened cooperatively with a smile on his face, the more he listened to the smile on his face, the more he couldn't hold back the smile, this... Where did the master hear these things?

Obviously he was the one who was going to save Zuo Quan himself, but now he turned into Zuo Quan’s shop that failed to bring down Han Wu, he was so angry that he pushed him out and crashed into a car, but he accidentally got involved in it, and in the end he repaid his revenge with virtue and saved him others?

The process... is it so complicated and thrilling?

Han Wu looked at Mo Fan in bewilderment, Mo Fan shrugged helplessly at him, and then stroked his head quietly.

Han Wu suddenly realized that as his master, he was too protective-minded. He probably heard the beginning, and then asked about the end, and then quickly and fullly filled in the middle process with his narrow-minded attitude of protecting shortcomings.

"Master... actually... things..."

"Xiao Wu, Master has already given that old boy a hard time, yes! There is also the Zuo family boy..." Wei Guo interrupted Han Wu with a wave of his hand, and then thought of Zuo Weitang's trouble again. He also mentioned that Zuo Weitang continued to criticize.

Han Wu and Mo Fan looked at each other helplessly.

Seeing that nothing happened to Han Wu, Wei Guoshou no longer had the anger and worry he had before. After taking turns venting his anger on Zuo Quan and Zuo Weitang, he turned to really care about Han Wu's injury, and felt his pulse personally. , and called Zuo Weitang outside to explain various dietary precautions.

And Zuo Weitang, who has always had no talent or interest in this matter, not only listened carefully, but even after Wei Guoshou left, he took a computer and recorded these events bit by bit from memory, and finally printed them out and read them every day. Just take a look.

Looking at Zuo Weitang's rare seriousness and earnestness, Han Wu felt inexplicably slipped by the water, the feeling was hard to understand for outsiders, and he couldn't help but feel that Master is a human being. Fine, what Zuo Weitang said to him before he left was all the truth.

"Xiao Wu, Zuo Weitang is not good. I'm saying the same thing now. I'm not only talking about other people, but also other things, including the mess in his family. But there is one thing, Xiao Wu, you need to know that people and others In the relationship between people, you can't ask for everything to be perfect, as long as there is something you value most in him, that's fine, and for everything else, Master believes that you can go through it."

After five days in a row, Han Wu couldn't stay in the hospital any longer. He grabbed Zuo Weitang's hand and demanded him to discharge him from the hospital, or run away if he didn't.

Zuo Weitang was made helpless by him. In fact, he didn’t want to stay here for a long time. The bed was too small, and it was especially inconvenient to sleep at night. If it wasn’t for Mo Fan’s persistent procrastination, he insisted on producing a result, he would have given Han Wu a long time ago. Packed up and went home.

Today, it looked like he was really going to be stubborn, and he didn't wait for any results anymore, so he turned around and went out to help him get out of the hospital.

Doesn't he know about his old man?If the "result" expected by Mo Fan can be achieved, there should be some movement. If there is still no movement today, you will know how stubborn the old man is.

At this moment, he just wanted to say that fortunately Han Wu was not allowed to draw blood for the old man, otherwise he would really have to be beaten to death now.

I don't want to, some things always have to happen at the last moment. Although bloody, life is often more bloody than film and television dramas.

Wearing his own clothes, Han Wu sat quietly on the bed, looking in surprise at the old man who had just stepped in after Zuo Weitang had just left - Zuo Quan.

As soon as Zuo Quan entered the door, he was also full of cramps covering his whole body. The crutch in his hand was just a decoration, but now it has become a crutch that can really play a supporting role.

He limped towards Han Wu and sat down on the stool on his left.

Under Han Wu's quiet gaze, he touched his nose, coughed heavily, and asked, "Where's that brat?"

"Go and discharge me from the hospital." Han Wu replied with lowered eyes, but he wanted to cry in his heart. He really shouldn't be discharged at this time.

"So fast? Is it all over?" Zuo Quan was taken aback, and immediately asked back.

Han Wu took a look at Zuo Quan, he was really embarrassed to make up a lie to fool the old man, so he avoided the seriousness and said, "I don't like hospitals."

As soon as this sentence came out, it won the meaning of contract, and he also replied viciously: "Hospitals are indeed disgusting!"

"..." Han Wu glanced at him quietly, stopped talking, and prayed in his heart that Mo Fan or Zuo Weitang would come to someone quickly, or he should reveal his secrets!

Han Wu didn't speak anymore, and Zuo Quan didn't intend to speak anymore, the two sat silently facing each other, and occasionally bumped into each other when their eyes wandered, Zuo Quan always moved away quickly as if surprised.

After so many back and forth, Han Wu felt something different in his heart, Zuo Weitang's father is very different today!

After pondering for a long time, Han Wu finally felt that it was not good for the old man to hang out like this. He was about to speak, but he didn't want Zuo Quan to speak at the same time.

"Uncle Zuo..."

"you……"

Suddenly they shut up again, and finally Han Wu said, "Uncle Zuo speaks first."

"I..." Zuo Quan hesitated for a moment, "I have nothing to say, in fact, that's it..."

"?" Han Wu was stunned, completely puzzled by the meaning revealed in Zuo Quan's vague words.

This was probably the first time that Zuo Quan didn't feel that Han Wu's expression was an eyesore. On the contrary, he felt that his bright expression was a bit pleasing to the eye. He slowly stood up and said softly: "The father and son you told me about The thing with the dog makes sense...just..."

Zuo Quan hesitated for a moment, but he still didn't say anything, then changed the topic and said: "Actually, it's not scary to be old, but the scary thing is that you can't see yourself getting old, and you have to go around the gate of hell to know something. Son."

After finishing speaking, he took a deep look at Han Wu, stood up with difficulty on crutches, and limped out of Han Wu's ward. Han Wu saw it, and quickly stood up to help him. When I was staying, I looked at him sideways for a while, and then looked at his left hand that was supporting my elbow, but didn't refuse, and let him support me to send me back to my ward.

When Han Wu came back, he happened to meet Zuo Weitang who ran out of his ward in a panic. The two collided head-on, and the collision happened to hit Han Wu's hanging right hand.

"Where have you been?" Zuo Weitang immediately supported him and asked in a bad tone.

"I'm taking your father back to the ward." Han Wu sniffed and said.

"...he... came?" Zuo Weitang's expression was even more surprised than Han Wu's expression when he saw Zuo Quan enter the room earlier, and Han Wu couldn't help laughing.

"Well, here we come." Han Wu looked at Zuo Weitang with a smile.

Zuo Weitang was a little dazed and in a daze. He looked down at Han Wu standing in front of him, and seeing the smile on his face, he couldn't help feeling that everything was even more unreal. In the end, that stubborn old man actually...

Seeing his stupidity, Han Wu couldn't help but secretly sighed in his heart, and at the same time he was even more happy. Is this considered complete?Han Wu asked himself, and saw the answer from Zuo Weitang's slowly raised mouth.

"Go home." Zuo Weitang dragged Han Wu into the ward, carried his bag and went downstairs.

"The old man will live for a while."

"Ah."

"To see him tomorrow?"

"……Um."

During the days when Han Wu was recovering from his injuries, what made Han Wu want to laugh and scold the most was the meal time of each meal. Originally in the hospital, Wei Guoshou left various prescriptions for recuperation and medicinal meals, as well as attention to maintenance and recovery. Many matters cannot be done because of the inconvenience. Although Zuo Weitang wants to strictly abide by it, the actual conditions do not allow and cannot.

Now, back home, Zuo Weitang is absolutely handy in performing it. The precautions are fine, and Han Wu can basically accept it, but the cooking of the medicinal diet is a big problem.

Although Zuo Weitang felt that he had already strictly abided by the quantification of time and quantity listed in the contract, he really couldn't tell what was what when faced with a bunch of strange things that looked like grass, rocks and bugs. .

I had no choice but to drag Han Wu into the kitchen to pour these together.

"This is Panax notoginseng, that's angelica, just the right amount for each..." Han Wu stood aside and threw the medicinal materials to Zuo Weitang, not idle, teaching him step by step how to make angelica Panax notoginseng meat pigeon soup.

"How much is the right amount?" Zuo Weitang paused, turned his head and asked Han Wu.

"See what you bought

The size of the pigeon depends on how much water you add..." Han Wu waved his hand indifferently, letting him figure it out.

"How much is that?" Zuo Weitang brought the pigeon and the soup pot in front of Han Wu, and then asked, "... 10 grams each."

Satisfied, Zuo Weitang pinched a little bit of each, and threw them on the balance scale that had been set aside.

This soup is stewed until the meat and medicinal materials are mixed with the soup, it is the most fresh and delicious, and it is also the most suitable for patients recovering from fractures in the early stage. Han Wu naturally understands this, but... Do you need it? Cook two pots every day and feed it to him?

Although Han Wu always wanted to slander him secretly when no one was around, every time he saw Zuo Weitang insisted on thinking with him, he took the holiday and stayed with him every day except for three meals, washing and walking.

Most of the company's affairs were handed over to Qin Miao and the others. If he was really needed to be there, he would definitely come back before the three meals.Then he wore the apron that Han Wu used to wear, and without his help, he couldn't help grinning when he made simple meals and the dish of angelica panax notoginseng meat pigeon soup in the kitchen. With a smile, he drank the soup that Zuo Weitang made.

After going on like this for more than ten days, Zuo Weitang finally resumed his normal routine when Han Wu's arm was finally able to take off the plaster and only needed to be fixed with a bandage for the final fixation.

He only came back during the three meals and stared at Han Wu to eat and drink soup normally. The meals and soup were also made by Yuanhe Yaojian and brought back by him.

On the first day, when Zuo Weitang came back with the takeaway package of Yuanhe Herbal Cuisine, Han Wucai suddenly crawled out of Ruanrouxiang - the matter in his Herbal Cuisine shop seemed to be unresolved.

But Zuo Weitang's few words immediately dispelled his troubles.

"The old man stepped out and settled it."

"Really?" Han Wu exclaimed in surprise, "How did you do it?"

"What can I do? I must have abused my power. Anyway, what he caused should be settled by him." Zuo Weitang glanced at him lightly, tore open the takeaway package, and took out the food and soup inside.

"Actually, it's your soup that works, right?" Han Wu looked at Zuo Weitang teasingly, and during the rest of the recuperation for Han Wu, Han Wu also kept reminding him that Zuo Weitang made something suitable for the old man to nourish his blood. Soup, send him a cup every day.

Back and forth, visiting the old man every day during his hospitalization became the only after-dinner entertainment for the two of them.

Although sometimes because both parties are in a weird period, and each is not good at words, they can't say a few words, but after this back and forth, some invisible things are slowly melting, and other things are reemerging. grew out.