Hold on, you can't bend!

The summer was wet, and after a few showers, the weather became hotter and hotter, like a fire in July.

In the early morning, Zhang Nan squatted next to the flower stand on the balcony to feed the cat. The little stray cat was growing gratifyingly, but within a week or so, it had grown from the size of a palm to a soft, fleshy "cotton ball", white and white. It is cute and cute, and the key is due to Zhang Nan's careful care.

The milk cat is too small, and it took a lot of effort to chew the kitten cat food bought at the pet hospital before, so Zhang Nan patiently softened the cat food with warm water, and then mixed the cooked meat with the cat food Together, supplement it with "needed nutrients for growth" at any time, and over time, the originally thin stray cat changed into a fat body with a meaty ball.

The morning sun was not yet scorching, Zhang Nan bathed in the morning light, stretched out a finger and scratched the kitten's chin, in exchange for a pleasant "meow".

Fu Yuzheng changed his clothes and came out of the bedroom, walked to the balcony door, and said, "The milk is warm, remember to drink it, I'm going out."

Zhang Nan didn't turn his head, his eyes were completely attracted by the cat cubs who were eating, and he replied casually: "It can't break down the lactase in milk, so it can't be drunk."

Fu Yuzheng paused and stopped.

"Huh?" There was no movement from the people behind him, it took Zhang Nan a long time to react, and he turned around and asked in doubt: "Aren't you going to work, why don't you leave?"

Fu Yuzheng looked at him for two seconds, then suddenly said, "Give it a name?"

name?

Zhang Nan stared blankly at Xuetuanzi, who was already half full but still reluctant to leave the cat food bowl, then looked at Fu Yuzheng, and said with a smile, "Okay, what's it called?"

Fu Yuzheng: "Leonardo DiCaprio."

"..." Zhang Nan got up slowly and asked, "What do you mean?"

Fu Yuzheng approached step by step, staring at his eyebrows stained by the orange sunrise, and replied: "Oscar owes you a best actor, I will make it up for you."

Zhang Nan: "..."

Fuck, it's over.

The two are only a short distance away, and the "little plum", who is burying his head in the cat food bowl and eating cat food foam all over his beard, senses the sudden weird atmosphere between them, and raises his head suspiciously, his black grape-like eyes are dripping Go around in circles - nothing happens, keep eating.

Zhang Nan's palms were sweating, and his Adam's apple rolled unnaturally, pretending to be calm: "When did you notice it?"

Fu Yuzheng was expressionless: "Just now."

"Just..." Zhang Nan understood instantly, his heart was ashamed, and he sighed: "Lactase not only killed cats, but also killed people..."

Fu Yuzheng's voice was cold and his face was heavy: "How long has it been? Is it fun?"

Zhang Nan let out a meaningless "hiss", but he didn't defend himself much, he just said, "It's not long, I haven't played."

In fact, when he was squatting there to feed the cat just now, his consciousness was still confused. It may be because he was too indulged in the naive eating appearance of "Little Lizi", or it may be that Fu Yuzheng's voice soaked in the morning dew was too magnetic and pleasant. , at the moment the other party said "I'm going out", his mind suddenly became clear.

However, everything at this time seems to be a cover-up with ulterior motives. A blurted out "lactase" directly exposed the trump card. It may be that the leisurely life these days is too relaxing, and he also accepts it as a result of being so complacent. .

Zhang Nan said, "I'm sorry."

Fu Yuzheng was silent for a moment, nodded to him, and just said: "Come with me to the hospital."

What can I do in the hospital?It was nothing more than asking Lin Jie for an examination.

Daben G500 drove through the morning rush hour in the city. Zhang Nan sat silently in the co-driver, his heart was a little stuffy from the seat belt, and the off-road vehicle hesitated between braking and refueling. He also had mixed feelings in his heart. Fu Yuzheng, who was in the driver's seat, kept his eyes on the taillights of the car in front, and remained silent all the way.

In fact, Zhang Nan has been awake more and more at present. Although the duration is still not ideal, it is obvious that his condition is steadily improving. In the state, he had a good talk with Fu Yuzheng about the changes at this stage. He even thought about the other party's emotional reaction—either joy, or relief...but he never expected it. The window paper will be broken so unexpectedly, not to mention not giving the other party a little room to react, not even giving him the minimum initial preparation time.

Zhang Nan lowered his eyelids, and the smile on the corner of his mouth was somewhat bleak.

To be honest, facing Fu Yuzheng's calmness and silence at this time, he really didn't know how to deal with it.

Just when Fu Yuzheng asked him "Is it fun?" in a low voice, he thought... It's over, and then he might have to face Doctor Fu's fury like a wind, but no - Fu Yuzheng's calmness made him flustered.

Even if... scolding him harshly, or jumping into a rage... Oh, I almost forgot that a person like Dr. Fu is restrained and calm at all times, and will never let his emotions get out of control to that extent.

Zhang Nan fell into deep meditation all the way, and fate didn't give him face this time, and didn't favor him again-the bridge section of suddenly entering "delusion time" in the car didn't miraculously appear.

In a blink of an eye, the G500 has passed through the barriers and obstacles of the "morning peak" and stopped smoothly in the staff parking lot of Qinghai Hospital.

Fu Yuzheng didn't have a single extra word, turned off the engine and got out of the car, Zhang Nan had no choice but to follow his footsteps.

There was still no unnecessary expression on Fu Yuzheng's face. When greeting colleagues in the opposite department, he still nodded indifferently as before in response, but Zhang Nan and him have been facing each other for so long, and he can perceive the subtle emotional changes of this person. Although there were no obvious clues on the outside, the low air pressure continuously released all over his body made Zhang Nan feel a little short of breath.

A doctor passing by saw him, smiled and greeted casually: "Hey, I haven't been here for a long time, why is it so early today, why don't you follow Director Fu to have breakfast at the restaurant?"

Everyone's perception of him was still on Fu Yuzheng's "friend who delivered lunch", Zhang Nan touched his nose in embarrassment, and said with a smile: "No, I've eaten."

Walking to the door of the office, Fu Yuzheng finally said the first sentence since he went out: "Wait for me, after the rounds are over, I will go to the psychiatric department with you."

"Then what..." Zhang Nan organized his words and stood outside the door to test: "I can go there by myself, you don't have to..."

"wait for me."

Fu Yuzheng said without any rebuttal, turned and left.

Zhang Nan: "..."

Okay, it seems that you have to sharpen this "beheading sword" yourself.

Fu Yuzheng led a group of doctors and nurses to start early ward rounds, and Zhang Nan relieved the tension in the empty office—it's useless to be depressed, it's all coming, can you still run?

He hadn't been to this office for a long time. He walked around the room for a week, and it was still the simple furnishings in his memory. Even the position of the black pen holder on the desk didn't seem to have moved halfway.

Zhang Nan walked to the table, pulled out the chair and sat down, glanced at him, and suddenly stopped.

The drawer on the right was not closed tightly, and through a not-so-wide gap, a notebook with a pure black leather cover attracted his attention.

Although he knew that such behavior was inappropriate, driven by strong curiosity, he still reached out and took out the book - just because in the corner of the mezzanine, he saw a familiar white, which was a dried lily petal.

Opening the notebook, Zhang Nan paused for breath.

Not just... just a petal.

On each inner page, there is a petal of a dried flower, there are perfume lilies, champagne roses, green bellflowers, and even pale pink baby's breath...

Every petal is the rich fragrance he personally selected for "Lu Yuxing" every morning when he was indulging in the comic character "Si Zehan".

And at the footer of each page, Fu Yuzheng's strong handwriting was engraved, marking the date when the flower was sent.

Zhang Nan sat at the table in a daze, his hands trembling slightly as he read the book.

He thought it was a mottled and absurd dream that only belonged to him, but he didn't expect that someone would carefully collect and keep his absurd thoughts in a quiet time.

The fragrance of the flowers had already faded to the point where it was almost inaudible, but at this moment it infected his eyes with heat.

If it was said that the indistinct feelings before were elusive and erratic, then at this moment, he clearly heard the throbbing voice in his heart.

For a very good person.

With the tenderness of a flower blooming and fading.

The big rounds in the morning every morning had a fixed time of four to 10 minutes. After the end, Fu Yuzheng signed the record book, explained some work details, and returned to the office door.

He knocked on the door with his fingers, and the person sitting at the desk turned his head.

Fu Yuzheng said: "It's over here, let's go."

The notebook has been put back in place, Zhang Nan tidied up all the psychological fluctuations, not allowing himself to show the slightest emotion at this time, stood up, and smiled a little: "I really don't want to disturb your work?"

"If there is a problem, I can come up at any time."

Zhang Nan couldn't refuse Fu Yuzheng's insistence. He nodded and took the elevator with him to the Department of Psychiatry with his hidden thoughts in mind.

In the consultation room, Lin Jie poured a cup of warm water for Zhang Nan, not only did not take Fu Yuzheng's share, but also ruthlessly complained: "You are just looking at our department's poor management, right? Come as soon as you say, without even an appointment , how could I be blocked by you in the office every time I come back by such a coincidence?"

Fu Yuzheng frowned slightly, but his tone remained calm: "What's the matter, I will share half of your performance bonus this month, so it counts as poverty alleviation in the inner courtyard?"

Lin Jie said that if you don't give it to you, it's your grandson.

Zhang Nan holds the glass, sits on the sofa watching his eyes, nose, nose, and heart, wisely protecting himself and never going into the flames of war - it is only a moment to hide for a while.

However, how can the one who should come escape?

Fu Yuzheng unilaterally ended the meaningless confrontation, and went straight to the point: "Do a checkup, he's awake."

Lin Jie was startled, and turned his head to look at Zhang Nan at the speed of light, unbelievable: "So fast?!"

The second stage of treatment is just over halfway, and psychological rehabilitation has only been done a few times, so what kind of magical self-healing ability is this?

Zhang Nan sighed, put the water glass on the small tea table beside him, and said in resignation, "Doctor Lin, please excuse me."

"You..." Lin Jie was still a little confused, and couldn't help asking: "When did it happen, how long has it been?"

Zhang Nan turned his gaze to Fu Yuzheng, pursed his lips slightly, and expressed with practical actions that he did not want to answer this question for the time being.

"Hey... I'm sorry for my mistake." Lin Jie slapped his forehead, turned to Fu Yuzheng, and gave orders in a dignified manner, "You, now, turn around and go as far as you can."

Fu Yuzheng had no intention of arguing with him. He knew that it should be like this at the moment, but his feet seemed to be frozen, and he didn't move a muscle. His gaze was always on the person sitting on the sofa across from him.

Zhang Nan looked at him silently, with a bit of stubbornness and stubbornness in his eyes.

The four looked at each other, and the three of them were silent. Lin Jie suddenly smelled an unusual aura during the silent confrontation between the two.

hiss--

Why is it sour and sweet?

It's a bit of a toothache.

"Then what... just do an assessment and inspection, it won't take much time, you two don't have to make it look like parting life! Hahahaha..."

Doctor Lin's dry smile did not conceal the effect of the embarrassing atmosphere at this moment. After a long while, Fu Yuzheng's shoulders relaxed slightly, sighed, and took the lead to leave the battle: "I'll wait for you outside."

But the moment he just took a step, Zhang Nan suddenly called him from behind: "Brother!"

Yo, Lin Jie raised his eyebrows secretly. .

Fu Yuzheng turned around in surprise.

Zhang Nan stood up from the sofa, his eyes were fixed, his voice was very soft, but with a solemnity that could not be ignored.

"Go and do your work first. When you get home, I'll tell you what you want to know."

After taking a breath, he added: "Wait until I tell you in person."

The author has something to say: Zhang Xiaonan: Gangzhen, falling out of the horse and heartbeat appearing at the same time, I am a bit sloppy.

Fu Xiaozheng: Play me?Your days of being square and round are still to come.

Nineteen: Two, in the future, Fang Chang, let's pretend that we are not in a hurry!

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