[Zhongyingmei] Did Dachao confess today?

No one knows when winter will come. Anyway, before they know it, the pedestrians on the streets of the metropolis have already put on thick and warm clothes.

Although the first snow of this year has not yet come, everyone has already geared up and began to secretly poke and look forward to how to have a snowball fight in the fluffy and thick snow after the first snow falls.

You know, when you leave your footprints in a flat snowy field and listen to the creaking sound of the soft snowflakes under your feet when they are stepped on thickly, it makes you feel very comfortable physically and mentally. of.

Although people in the metropolis work hard every day between home and work to make a living for themselves, there is always a moment when those innocent and lively children hidden in the hearts of adults wake up again.

Everyone looks at the cloudless blue sky, and there will always be a moment of untimely thinking.

"It would be nice if it snowed."

Lying beside the window of the hospital, two or three children with baby fat on their faces supported their faces with their hands, opened their big round eyes and looked at the endless sky outside the window, and said in a childlike voice.

During Joshua's ward rounds, he happened to see his little patients leaning against each other chatting and discussing.

"Dad said, he will make me a big snowman this year. He has a nose made of carrots! And a red scarf!"

A little boy with light blond hair danced.

"My neighbor's little brother and I made an agreement to have a snowball fight in the snow!" The little girl who lost one of her front teeth and was still talking had her braids up and down, and her round face was still glowing. Pale red.

"My mother is very skillful, she made me a little rabbit with red eyes last year, and I kept it in the refrigerator!"

"In addition to little rabbits, there are also little ducks and little squirrels..."

Not to be outdone, the other little girl snapped her fleshy little finger and said one by one.

"Wow--"

This is enviable. After all, a snowman is easy to make, but a snow rabbit is not easy.

The children gathered around the little girl who said that her mother could make all kinds of small animals out of snow, and asked in one go, "Can bears do it too?"

"Can the deer do it too?"

"Small……"

"It's all right! There's nothing my mother can't do!"

The little girl nodded arrogantly, she believed in her mother's craftsmanship. It seems that if this continues, a zoo will probably be opened in her refrigerator this year.

Joshua, who stood at the door and heard the children's childish speech clearly, couldn't help laughing, and blocked his laughter with his hand to suppress his own laughter.He cleared his throat, pretended to be serious with a stern face, and wanted to give the children a majestic and mature impression, but who made him look good, when he smiled, he seemed to be shining, even if he didn't smile, he was as bright as the sun Her hair is as blue as sea water, and her eyes can't arouse a little awe in the children.

——Except when he personally took the syringe to give the children injections.

"It's time for an injection."

Joshua knocked on the door and said that the nurse beside him came in pushing a cart with medicines and syringes.

Winter is here, and with it comes the flu that is also spreading wildly in this cold season. In this season, adults will get sick if they are not careful, let alone young children with weaker resistance.

Hearing the injection, the children gathered around instantly scattered and ran back to their beds, hiding under the quilt, trying to silently resist the daily injection.

It's useless, those who should be injected still need to be injected, Joshua looked at the medical records in his hand, and began to roll their names one by one.

The child whose name was called froze, with a mournful face, holding his buttocks and crawling out of his bed little by little like a turtle crawling.

"Can I skip the injection?"

The little boy blinked his grape-like round eyes and said coquettishly to Joshua: "I'm already cured! Look, I didn't cough today!"

He didn't cough, and his voice sounded normal, but Joshua looked at the red tip of the boy's nose and the snot dripping from it, so he took out a tissue and wiped his nose dumbfounded.

"No." Joshua ruthlessly refused: "An injection is still required."

Finally, the nurse adjusted the medicine and put the needle with a cold light in Joshua's hand. The children in the ward shivered on the bed, watching their friend with fear and curiosity as the doctor pressed him on his leg for the injection. look.

When the pointed needle pierced the boy's buttocks, the boy covered his face and whimpered and cried. Everyone felt the same way, and reached out their hands to cover their own little buttocks, showing a very tangled expression.

Even if Dr. Joshua is very good-looking, there is no way for children not to be afraid of needles.

There were only four or five children in a ward, and Joshua had completed the task after getting the injections one by one. By the way, he also received the sad and sad eyes of several children.

Dr. Joshua is a devil!

However, this emotion quickly disappeared after the doctor took out a few colorful candies from his pocket, with sweet fruit candies in his mouth, and the children’s fear of the doctor just now disappeared instantly. Remember the pretty doctor giving them sugar.

Sometimes, children are also very easy to coax.

It’s just that all the children in the hospital came out of the hospital in good health, holding the hands of their parents and waving goodbye to the doctor, but Joshua, who is a doctor, was unfortunately caught.

After getting off work, Joshua changed his clothes, wrapped in a thick cashmere scarf, and when he went out, he ran into Clark who was rushing to pick Joshua up.

The tip of his nose turned red from the cold air, Joshua sneezed violently as soon as he held hands with Clark.

"What's wrong?" Clark touched Joshua's forehead worriedly and asked, "Why did you suddenly sneeze?"

Joshua rubbed his nose, feeling a little uncomfortable in his throat, and a bit of astringency in his throat.

He guessed that he might have been accidentally infected by children in the hospital. Fortunately, his symptoms are still mild now. He can just go home and take two medicines to keep warm and sleep well, so Joshua doesn't really care.

"It's okay, just go home and have a good rest."

Squeezing her boyfriend's generous palm, Joshua said.

Joshua has always been in good health and seldom gets sick, but sometimes the reality doesn’t follow people’s wishes. The small cold that was thought to be easy to solve turned out to be a little serious after waking up.

The body that is rarely sick is overwhelmed by the cold and cannot get up in bed.

Joshua huddled sleepily under the quilt, his fair face flushed unnaturally, and the breath he exhaled from his mouth seemed a little hot.

Clark touched Joshua's forehead worriedly, it was a little hot.

"Joshua?" Clark lowered his head and whispered in Joshua's ear, "You're sick, aren't you feeling bad?"

Clark has never had a cold. He is almost invulnerable to all poisons. Even if he stands naked in the winter at the North Pole for a whole day, it will not affect him, so Joshua's cold has no effect on him. It seems extremely unfamiliar.I can only recall what other people usually see when they are sick and ask: "Does the headache hurt, does the throat hurt, do you want to cough?"

Joshua was very cooperative, Clark asked one, he answered one.

"It doesn't hurt, it hurts a little, I want to cough."

"I'm going to ask for leave." Joshua said with drooping eyelids, his voice was hoarse, not as crisp as before.

While speaking, he covered his mouth and coughed twice.

So Clark helped Joshua make a call to the dean.

Joshua was ill, and Clark naturally stayed to take care of him. Even though he knew he would be scolded by the editor-in-chief, Clark still firmly called his boss.

Although he usually looks like a workaholic, Mr. Perry White is also rarely human. Unexpectedly, he didn't say much about Clark's leave application, but at the end of the call, he was indifferent. Determined Clark's overtime work in the next few days.

Clark: ...

Get used to it, get used to it.

Joshua is usually fragile enough in Clark's eyes. The gentle little doctor seems to be easily poked down with a single finger. Now that he is sick, the feeling of fragility will only rise in a straight line and become positive and infinite. .

When he was sick, Joshua couldn’t lift his spirits no matter what. He lazily leaned on the bed and watched Clark go about his business. He took his temperature and picked out medicines. What is better.

Martha also specially asked Clark to point the camera at Joshua to let her see the situation.

"You can't eat food with strong flavors." Martha told her son: "You have to give him something light."

Clark nodded hurriedly.

After hanging up the phone, Clark quickly got up and prepared to make something for Joshua to eat, but before his legs got out of bed, Joshua grabbed his sleeve.

The sick Joshua was so dependent, he tugged on Clark's sleeve and stared quietly into Clark's eyes.

He didn't speak, and gently held Clark's arm with his fingers, and his fingers were still drawing circles on Clark's skin.

Clark, whose heart had turned into a puddle of water, immediately lowered his head and asked softly, "What's the matter, Joshua?"

"Is there anything you want me to do for you?"

Joshua shook his head, took Clark's hand and said slowly, "Just stay with me."

He wasn't hungry at all, so he didn't want Clark out of his sight.

As soon as Clark left, he felt empty in his heart. Although Joshua didn't show this usually, it was very obvious when he was sick.

Clark immediately stopped moving. He lay down on the ground, stretched out his long arms to hold Joshua into his arms, and kissed Joshua's hair with just a bow.

Clark was used to it, so he bowed his head and kissed gently.

Joshua suddenly raised his hand to block Clark from kissing, blushing and stammering: "I haven't washed my hair for two days!"

The wide sleeves of the pajamas slid down from Joshua's bare arms, revealing the red marks left by Clark two days ago, which were densely distributed on both arms, which was enough to see the intensity of the previous battle.

In addition, the two parts of spring can also be vaguely glimpsed in the neckline of the clothes.

Clark didn't think about that kind of thing at first, but his eyes fell on it, and he couldn't control it at all. He couldn't help but think of those things that made him feel good.

"It's okay." Clark felt ashamed at this thought, stretched out his hand to tidy up Joshua's loose pajamas, and said solemnly: "It smells good."

Not only the hair smells good, Joshua's other places also smell great.

It's just that Clark was embarrassed to say it, so he kept it in his heart.

Clark lay down with Joshua for a while, and Joshua, who drank the medicine, couldn't resist the heavy sleepiness and closed his eyes after a while, while Clark was full of energy, quietly got out of bed, and then floated into the kitchen and began to give Joshua Ya cook some porridge.

By the time the white porridge was bubbling and bubbling in the pot, two or three hours had passed.

Joshua woke up early. He didn't lie on the bed. He got out of bed and walked towards the living room. His feet seemed to be fluttering, and he walked towards the living room. The porridge cooked by Clark had a faint fragrance, which made Joshua Ya's stomach could not control it and let out two growls.

He rubbed his stomach and swallowed several times.

Clark turned off the fire, brought out the hot porridge, and filled a bowl for Joshua.

"It's still a little hot now." Clark said in a low voice as if coaxing a child: "Let it cool down before eating."

Joshua was obedient, and he would do whatever Clark asked him to do. Even though he was drooling greedily, he still didn't do anything, but just moved closer and took a few breaths of the aroma.

"Did Martha teach you to do it?" Joshua asked, with a little twang of grandma.

Clark nodded and said, "That's right."

He was quite proud, because he knew how to cook once.

While waiting, Joshua still held Clark's hand and let Clark show his palm and began to carefully observe his palm prints. Clark also followed him without any struggle.

Joshua also said to Clark seriously: "This is what my friend Li Qianhuan from Xavier College told me. She said that China has a way to measure fate, which is to look at the lines on the palm."

It is interesting to say that the most popular thing in the United States is gypsy divination, or tarot cards. This is the first time Clark heard of palm lines.

Joshua looked at it carefully for a long time, and touched Clark's palm prints, which made Clark very curious.

"See what?" he asked. "What is my fate?"

Joshua sniffed, with a embarrassed expression: "Actually, I don't know."

He was just joking around.

Clark chuckled and couldn't stop laughing. Joshua angrily poked his waist several times with his fingers.

Angry, Clark wanted to coax, so he held Joshua's hand, put it on his lips and kissed it lightly, looked at Joshua deeply with his blue eyes, and said sweetly, "It's okay, I can tell .”

Joshua: "See what?"

Clark said: "See my fate."

"In the future, I will always be with Mr. Joshua Saixi until both of them have gray hair."

He seemed to be joking, but he looked at Joshua with seriousness in his eyes.The overflowing emotions left Joshua speechless for a moment.

Joshua couldn't tell whether his face was red and hot because of a cold or something else, but he felt a little dizzy again anyway.

When the temperature of the porridge was a little lower for Joshua to eat, Joshua finally took two sips from the porridge bowl.

It's delicious.

He lowered his head, but couldn't hide the redness on his face.

作者有话要说：汪的一声哭出来感谢在2020-10-2423:32:36~2020-10-2700:32:51期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who cast the landmine: 1 monster does not blame; thanks to the little angel who irrigates the nutrient solution: 10 bottles of Siyue;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!