Freehand painting scroll - light network matching

"Xiao Ling, you are also a doctor yourself, so I won't say much about these things. It would be more practical to take him back to rest!" Dr. Fu adjusted his glasses and looked down at the newspaper again.Lu Ming naturally didn't care about his attitude, and Ling Han was obviously used to it, so the two left the office together.

With a cold face, Ling Han asked Lu Ming to sit in the lobby and wait for him, while he took the medicine himself, and when he came back, he had already changed into a white coat: "Let's go!"

Ling Han didn't send Lu Ming back to the dormitory directly, but bought Minghuo porridge and some porridge side dishes from a small shop near F University, and bought a dish for himself, and then went back to the downstairs of the teachers' dormitory. Lu Ming had a trace of apology on his face: "I really troubled you today." Although Ling Han was not the one he took the initiative to look for, he did help him a lot.

Ling Han had no intention of leaving: "Still going upstairs? Are you going to keep blowing the cold wind?"

Lu Ming was slightly startled: "I don't bother you anymore. I can take medicine myself."

Ling Han stopped talking to him, and went directly past him to go upstairs. Lu Ming sighed and could only follow behind him until he reached the door of his dormitory, and Ling Han took the key he just took out. After opening the door and entering the room, Ling Han felt as relaxed as if he was in his own dormitory. He turned on the air conditioner, then went to the small kitchen to find a bowl, poured out the porridge and side dishes, and then opened the meal he had packed, and placed it on the table. Bian sat down: "Come here, drink the porridge, and then take the medicine."

Lu Ming took off his coat and only wore a thick shirt, and went to the table to drink porridge.Although due to the fever, Lu Ming's body must feel cold, even if the air conditioner is turned on in the house, it will only relieve a little bit, but his habit is that after entering the house, he must take off his coat on the hanger in the hallway. What's more, the place he just entered and left was the hospital, and it was even more impossible to wear his coat on the sofa or bedroom.

Although Ling Han kept his head down while eating and didn't say anything, Lu Ming felt that he seemed very displeased: "Actually, I'll just stay in the dormitory by myself in the afternoon."

"I remember I said it last time, wait and see, what do you think now?" Ling Han looked up at him when he heard the words, his deep eyes were like an ice valley of ten thousand years, freezing him tightly.As a painter, Lu Ming is more sensitive than ordinary people to people and things that are pleasing to the eye. When we met for the first time, Ling Han's face that blended the profound lines of Westerners and the mysterious reserves of Easterners at the same time, was just like everyone else. Let Lu Ming's eyes light up, and being looked at by him like this at this moment, he was suddenly slightly lost in thought.

Two seconds later, Lu Ming realized what Ling Han was talking about, and immediately lowered his eyelashes with a little guilt: "I didn't expect that it would be like this just after a gust of cold wind. It will definitely not be like this next time."

"I don't think there won't be a next time." Ling Han looked at him with a half-smile, "Dare to go to class with a fever? Are you going to faint in the classroom and wait for me to rescue you?"

"It shouldn't be so. When I woke up in the morning, I was only a little bit hot. I did what I could." Lu Ming's attention was all on the sentence of fainting in the classroom, but he ignored why he fainted Otherwise, Ling Han needs to come to rescue him.

Ling Han saw that he had almost eaten a bowl of porridge, so he handed over the medicine directly. In addition to the cold medicine pills, he also had a fever-reducing potion. When Lu Ming saw the medicine bottle, he frowned almost imperceptibly. Eyebrow—the potion is much harder to swallow than the pill.

Ling Han raised his eyebrows because of his little action, poured out the potion and handed it to him, watched Lu Ming drink it with his head raised, the next move was to reach for the juice, snatched the juice immediately, and handed him a glass instead Warm water passed: "Drink water."

After all, Lu Ming is not a child anymore. Seeing that the juice was taken away, he had to take the water glass and drank half of it before he felt the bitterness on the tip of his tongue dissipated.

"Change your clothes and go to bed." Ling Han said as he took out his laptop from his bag.

Lu Ming was a little surprised: "Aren't you going to leave?"

"I don't want you to waste precious medical resources." Ling Han folded his long legs, put the computer on his lap, and replied.

Lu Ming had no choice but to go to the bathroom and change into home clothes, and then fell asleep on the bed in front of Ling Han.It has to be said that Lu Ming was a very unsuspecting person, and even with Ling Han sitting in the bedroom, he still fell asleep in less than 10 minutes.It may also be that the antipyretics and cold medicines have a little sleep-promoting effect.At the same time, Lu Ming is still an obedient and good patient, at least he knows that he has a fever, so besides the usual quilt, he also added a thick blanket to wrap himself tightly.While Ling Han was typing on his notebook, he distracted himself from looking after Lu Ming who was in a deep sleep.

Intern artist - the red line is broken again: I don't know how Ye Ming is doing, did he have a good rest?

Intern artist - Annie Xiong's Sandwich: How about we go and find out Master Yeming's dormitory number, and visit him later after class?

Planning—Let's run! Young man: Well, Ye Ming has a fever, so don't go too early. What if he is sleeping?I think you can go before dinner and bring him a dinner, so that he doesn't have to run out to eat dinner when he has a fever.

Intern artist - the red line is broken again: Sister Fei Ben is still thoughtful.Well, I will buy dinner with Ann to see the teacher.

CV-Zero: Buy an extra copy.