Mr. Bamboo Horse

Seeing that person approaching him quickly, Zheng Zhuoyuan's heart jumped wildly.

He didn't know what Xu Jingchi wanted to do, his fingers in the pocket of the sweater were clenched into fists.

When Xu Jingchi came to his side, he was already so nervous that he could not move while staring at the ground.

Xu Jingchi also felt a different atmosphere. Although he was not sure what this atmosphere was, he suddenly said, "Actually, I..." "Zhuo Yuan."

There was a voice in the classroom, and then a girl with a ponytail poked her head out and said to Zheng Zhuoyuan, "Teacher Fang asked you to go to the office before class."

Zheng Zhuoyuan looked back at her: "Did you say something?" "It seems to be an experimental problem.

Teacher Fang was in a hurry. He said he was looking for you last night but he couldn't find you. "

The girl who spoke was the class monitor. After explaining, she pointed to the time on the watch: "Hurry up, class is about to begin."

After being reminded by her, Zheng Zhuoyuan remembered that her phone was out of battery after waking up yesterday, and when she went back, she was messed up by Xu Jingchi and that incident. She didn't remember that her phone was still turned off until she had to go out in the morning.

"Okay, I'll go right away."

After Zheng Zhuoyuan finished speaking, he wanted to leave, but when he turned his head and saw Xu Jingchi still standing in front of him, he couldn't help but think of what this person hadn't finished speaking.

"What were you trying to say?" he asked.

Being interrupted by such an interruption, Xu Jingchi had no choice but to say: "It's nothing, I want to say see you at lunch."

He was stunned for a moment, although he didn't think Xu Jingchi wanted to say this, but due to time constraints, he replied "see you at noon".

After watching him leave, Xu Jingchi began to feel annoyed.

On the one hand, I was upset that what I wanted to say was interrupted, and on the other hand, I was glad to be interrupted.

If you said something you shouldn't have just said, it's really irreversible.

Don't be impulsive about this, you still have to think carefully about what to do.

Xu Jingchi put his hands in his trouser pockets, and walked upstairs while thinking. He almost bumped into someone when he reached the stairs.

Chen Shulun's hands were also in the pockets of his trousers, and his height was like two walls blocking each other.

He hadn't spoken to Chen Shulun for a long time, and now he had nothing to say, so he took a step back and went upstairs.

Chen Shulun didn't stop him either, but looked at his back with cold eyes.

In the afternoon, Chen Shulun arrived at the Propaganda Department early, stayed in Zheng Zhuoyuan's office for a while before coming out, and then walked out the door.

Staring at his leaving back, Lin Qing was thinking about what he was talking about when he went in alone, Zheng Zhuoyuan opened the door and told everyone that Chen Shulun decided to withdraw from the finals.

"Why?" Several girls who admired Chen Shulun asked in amazement, and they all said it was a pity.

"He's preparing for the examination, so he doesn't have so much time to practice."

Zheng Zhuoyuan sighed: "I also feel that it's a pity. With his performance, he will definitely get the ranking."

After Zheng Zhuoyuan finished speaking, he went in again to get busy.

Not long after Xu Jingchi arrived, he heard about it from Lin Qingna, so he went into the office to ask what was going on.

"He said that he needed to do research, and he was afraid that there would not be enough time for review."

Zheng Zhuoyuan rubbed the cap of the pen: "Actually, this competition really doesn't really help his resume. It's normal for him to give up."

Xu Jingchi didn't think it was normal.

At the beginning, Chen Shulun's motive for motivating him to participate in the competition was obvious. I don't know if the kid was afraid that losing to him in the final would make him even more embarrassing, so he simply gave up.

But Xu Jingchi didn't express his thoughts. In fact, it's better for Chen Shulun to give up, lest he continue to practice and meet Song Chuyi, who might be embarrassed.

"Then I won't participate."

Xu Jingchi said.

"Okay, then I'll ask Lin Qing to communicate with the Ministry of Literature and Art, and remove your files."

There are two fewer contestants on the final list, but it doesn't mean there are fewer things to do.

In less than half a month of preparation time, Zheng Zhuoyuan was busy becoming a spinning top.

The final was recorded by a TV station, so there must be no mistakes in a series of issues such as stage layout, competition rhythm, and personnel arrangement.

Every day, he has to take turns to hold meetings with several departments of the student union, and when he gets home, he is too tired to talk, let alone do homework.

Xu Jingchi felt sorry for him being so busy, but there was nothing he could do to help him other than staring at him and trying to eat on time.

And on the weekend, the grandfather's house called, saying that the old man had fallen, and asked Xu Jingchi to go back and have a look.

Both the Xu family and the Zheng family immigrated overseas a few years ago. Xu Jingchi's grandpa and grandma wanted to stay, so they moved back to their hometown in the neighboring city.

After receiving the call, Xu Jingchi rushed over immediately.

When I arrived, I found that the old man was only sprained, but because I missed him very much, I left him there for a few days.

He had no choice but to rely on the phone and WeChat to urge Zheng Zhuoyuan to eat and sleep.

Every time the phone is connected and he hears the voice of longing, he feels like returning home, and he understands more and more that he cannot do without Zheng Zhuoyuan.

Such changes not only exist in Xu Jingchi's heart, but also for Zheng Zhuoyuan.

Although reason told him not to rely on it, he still couldn't control himself.

Expect this person to take care of him, care about him, and remember him as before.

This kind of sneaky little thought sustains every day, giving him the illusion that no matter how busy or tired he can handle it, until his body starts to feel overwhelmed.

Without Xu Jingchi watching by his side, he couldn't care less about eating or sleeping.

In addition, the closer the day was, the greater the pressure. In the past two days, he always felt a dull pain in his stomach, and he had no appetite to eat anything. After drinking some hot water and taking a rest, he recovered.

The day after tomorrow is the final day, and he thought about going to the doctor after the end.

Unexpectedly, I sweated a little in the physical education class in the afternoon, stood in the wind for a while, and felt sick when I got to the propaganda department.

Lin Qing was his deputy, and he was also the first to notice that his complexion was not good.

After pouring a cup of hot water, I asked him if it was okay, and if I felt really uncomfortable, I went back to rest first.

He remembered that there would be a meeting in a while, so he waved his hand and said it was okay, and continued to work after drinking the water.

Lin Qing was worried about him, but there were indeed too many things to stop these few days, so he had to go to work too.

When it was time to have a meeting, I came in and called him, and found him lying on the table, as if asleep.

Vice Minister Yang Shantong couldn't bear to wake him up, so he took Lin Qing to the meeting.

This meeting is to confirm the rehearsal process for tomorrow, and it will not end until almost eight o'clock.

When he returned to the Propaganda Department, he found the door of the office was open. Lin Qing went in and saw that Chen Shulun was bending over to hug Zheng Zhuoyuan.

Lin Qing didn't see anyone else in the Propaganda Department, so Lin Qing misunderstood Chen Shulun, and was about to scold him when he found vomit on the ground.

Chen Shulun also turned around when he heard the movement, and immediately said after seeing Lin Qing clearly: "You know how to drive, right?" Lin Qing nodded instinctively, and Chen Shulun said: "He has the car keys in his bag, you take the bag and follow me Hospital!" After speaking, she asked Yang Shantong to help Zheng Zhuoyuan onto her back.

Yang Shantong complied, and then asked what happened?Chen Shulun walked outside quickly: "He has a fever and vomited just now, I'll take him to the hospital first!" Yang Shantong hurriedly told him to be careful and call if there was anything wrong.

Lin Qing also understood, and immediately followed with his bag.

Most of the students had left school at this time, and the car drove out of the school smoothly, but the road was still a bit congested.

Lin Qing glanced in the rearview mirror from time to time, Chen Shulun held Zheng Zhuoyuan in his arms, Zheng Zhuoyuan's eyes were barely opened, and his face was pale.

Lin Qing had never seen him so uncomfortable, and he was very panicked. He finally parked the car at the entrance of the emergency building of the tertiary hospital, and immediately helped Chen Shulun carry Zheng Zhuoyuan on his back.

When she came back after parking her car in the parking lot, she saw Chen Shulun sitting on the row of chairs alone.

"Where's the minister?" Lin Qing asked out of breath.

Chen Shulun stared at the door of the emergency room intently: "Check inside."

Lin Qing put Zheng Zhuoyuan's bag on the chair, sat down and waited, and soon saw a doctor come out of the emergency room.

Chen Shulun immediately went over to ask about the situation.

The doctor took off the mask, confirmed their identities, and explained: "Don't be nervous, he has acute gastroenteritis, and the problem is not serious.

You help him with the formalities, and I will arrange an infusion for him. "

Chen Shulun's expression finally relaxed, and he turned to Lin Qing and said, "You stay here and watch, I'll go through the formalities for him."

Lin Qing nodded, handed Zheng Zhuoyuan's bag over, and waited until Chen Shulun disappeared before thinking of notifying another person.

When he received Lin Qing's call, Xu Jingchi was eating fruit with his grandparents.

Hearing that Zheng Zhuoyuan was sent to the hospital due to sudden acute gastroenteritis, he panicked and drove back immediately.

He was driving at a high speed and racing all the way, and it took him three hours to complete the journey that usually took four hours.

It was already past eleven o'clock at night when he rushed to the hospital.

Due to follow-up rehearsal tomorrow, Lin Qing went back at 10:30, leaving only Chen Shulun here to take care of him.

He asked the nurse where the infusion area was, and went straight there, and found Zheng Zhuoyuan at a glance when he arrived at the infusion hall.

Seeing that person sitting peacefully, the boulder that had been hanging in his heart finally fell to the ground.

But before he could pass by, he saw Zheng Zhuoyuan put down his left leg that was on his right leg, and then put his right leg on top of his left.

This movement was nothing at all, but the problem was that Zheng Zhuoyuan moved his butt after changing his posture, and looked at the corridor on the other side as if he couldn't sit still.

Xu Jingchi always lived with him, and he was more sensitive to his reaction than ordinary people.

Seeing the infusion bag hanging next to his seat, and looking down at Chen Shulun who was looking down at his phone, he understood.

Xu Jingchi guessed right, Zheng Zhuoyuan could hardly bear it anymore.

After coming out of the emergency room, Chen Shulun has been by his side.

Although Lin Qing was still there, Chen Shulun was in charge of both the registration and payment of fees and consultation and medicine.

Zheng Zhuoyuan was still very uncomfortable, he could only lean on the chair and watch him busy running around, feeling guilty and grateful to him in his heart.

It was nine o'clock when the infusion was ready, and Zheng Zhuoyuan wanted them to go back first, saying that he could do it.

Both of them were worried and insisted on staying with them.

Lin Qing didn't leave until he finished hanging the second bag, and his face became less ugly.

At that time, he already wanted to go to the toilet, but seeing the fixed infusion device was not easy to speak directly, he asked Chen Shulun to go back too.

In the end, Chen Shulun still refused, and told him not to think so much, and to call himself if he had anything to do.

Chen Shulun really helped a lot tonight, and he couldn't say anything more, and planned to wait until the infusion was over.

Unexpectedly, the third bag was hung very slowly. The slower he was, the more anxious he became. Even wearing diapers, he didn't dare to pee directly on himself, so he had to try his best to bear it.

Ever since the car accident, he didn't dare to hold back like this once.

It wasn't until recently that Xu Jingchi gave him exercises, which made him realize that the disease was really not as serious as he thought.

Just like today, he could actually endure to such an extent, which was something he never dared to imagine before.

He pinched the cold metal on the armrest with his right hand, and closed his eyes to think about other things to divert his attention.

But no matter how it is transferred, it will eventually stop on a face.

If Xu Jingchi didn't go back, he should be by his side at this time.

He frowned, and before the uncomfortable emotions fermented, he was forced to tremble by another feeling of wanting to pee.

He quietly changed the position of his legs, and went to peek in the direction of the bathroom.

And the person he was thinking about was standing not far away at the moment, seeing his little movements clearly.

Xu Jingchi walked over with big strides, but was spotted by Chen Shulun before he even got there.

Chen Shulun's eyes suddenly turned sharp, but Xu Jingchi ignored him, walked up to Zheng Zhuoyuan and bent down, and said softly in a voice that only each other could hear: "I'll accompany you to the toilet."

Xu/Boyfriend Li/The angel is here, come to ask you for a starfish?~