Hold on, you can't bend!

The light fragrance of the same after-bath lotion lingers around the two of them. The juniper berry is mixed with the woody fragrance of orris root. It is like a light wine that is elegant and bitter, but a touch of naughty cherry is mixed in it. The sweet and sour taste of the berries blends in In the sake, rushing and infiltrating, there is a hidden and secret reminder. Emotion.

Zhang Nan was embraced in a completely enveloping posture, and all the thoughts that were still active and unwilling to let go were suspended at this moment. Fu Yuzheng behind him had a strong sense of presence, not like a guest staying in this room, but like this long rainy night The master in the middle, one arm was naturally placed in front of Zhang Nan's body, he lowered his eyes, and through a sliver of moonlight, he could clearly see the hand with slender and thin fingers, but the knuckles were not obtrusive.

The front, chest, and back of the two are tall and thin, and even their heartbeats are almost resonating at the same frequency.

It was too close, so close that even the space where the clothes were rubbed was squeezed, Zhang Nan finally spoke out, and the originally clear voice was lingering outside the window. Amid the tangled sound of rain, it also seemed wet and sticky: "How old are you and go to bed?" You still want to hug, are you afraid of admitting to the bed?"

He was shy and nervous, but he was too stubborn to reveal anything.

Fu Yuzheng tightened his arms around the body in front of him, and replied: "It's raining and it's cold, I'm afraid you'll be cold."

His breath sprayed all over the back of Zhang Nan's neck while he was speaking, and he even had every reason to suspect that he did it on purpose: "What a bad excuse, the air conditioner hasn't stopped cooling yet."

A chuckle overflowed from his ears, Fu Yuzheng rubbed his chin on the back of his head, and said, "Close your eyes and go to sleep."

Zhang Nan: ... Who the hell can sleep?

"Hey, let me tell you something, and see if you have any constructive suggestions." Zhang Nan rolled over in his arms, and before Fu Yuzheng's arms could be retracted and moved away, the two of them instantly changed from one to the other The pose changes to a face-to-face hug.

Breathing entangled and intertwined, the fragrance of the after-bath milk seemed to be stronger and more turbulent. Zhang Nan raised his head, found those quiet and deep eyes in the darkness of the room, and said, "There is an international kindergarten that wants to invite me to be an art special." Teach, what do you think?"

Fu Yuzheng was a little surprised, and moved his shoulders a little to make the person in his arms lie more comfortably: "Do you want to go?"

"Uh... It's not a matter of thinking about it or not." Zhang Nan said, "In fact, changing to a new environment is not a bad thing, it's just..."

"how?"

Zhang Nan looked away, looked at Fu Yuzheng's slightly open neckline, and said in a low voice: "Don't you think that I, a professional cartoonist, teaching children how to draw is a bit...cough, a bit out of place? "

Fu Yuzheng thought for a few seconds, then suddenly smiled and said: "I can't see it, the burden of being an artist is so heavy?"

"Tsk, that's not true." Zhang Nan's tone became deeper and slower, and he said to himself, "You just don't understand, I used to be in the industry...how should I put it, I have thousands of fans, my popularity is overwhelming, and my buddies also Red too..."

The melancholy in his tone was hard to conceal, Fu Yuzheng felt distressed for no reason, stroked the hair on the back of his head with his palm, rubbed it, and said, "I know, not before, but now you are also popular."

Zhang Nan smiled so much that he was three points frustrated and seven points lonely: "Pull it down, the inspiration is exhausted, and I will die soon."

Following the aura in front of him, Fu Yuzheng lowered his head and pressed his forehead together. Zhang Nan blinked in surprise. He thought he would get a comforting kiss next. Unexpectedly, Fu Yuzheng opened his mouth slowly and asked: "You know where I travel a lot for medical assistance?"

The topic changed too quickly, and Zhang Nan didn't react for a while: "What?"

"Plateaus, mountainous areas, ethnic minority villages... Both the living environment and the natural conditions are very harsh. If you don't set foot in some places, you can't imagine that there are still people living here. The backwardness of medical technology is even more terrible. You can imagine."

Zhang Nan was aroused to explore, and asked: "Then what is the main content of your medical technical assistance?"

Fu Yuzheng said: "Go to county-level hospitals for free consultations, provide free medical consultation and health checks for local people, sometimes there will be pre-arranged public welfare surgeries, sometimes help villagers carry water and sweep the floor, and feed the children on the mountain by the way. Free chicken."

"..." Zhang Nan was stunned for a moment, and said bluntly, "What else are you doing? Carrying water and sweeping the floor...feeding the chickens?"

Fu Yuzheng smiled, his voice was low and hoarse but full of Gu, the small vibrations in his chest came through two layers of pajamas fabric, making the half of Zhang Nan's body faintly numb.

"Isn't it?" Fu Yuzheng said with a smile, "Once I led a team to a minority autonomous prefecture in another province. The location of the free clinic was in a village. The climate on the plateau was harsh and the road was blocked by heavy snow. After the free clinic, The doctors in our team helped the Tibetan compatriots shovel the snow for a long time with a big shovel, and when they returned to the hotel, they were all so tired that they were slightly rebellious."

Zhang Nan endured it, but couldn't hold it back, laughing in his arms until his shoulders trembled: "This is too miserable."

"The doctors who were with me that time said the same thing." Fu Yuzheng patted him on the back with a smile to prevent the man from choking on laughter, "One of my deputy team leaders was inhaling a portable oxygen cylinder while asking me "Director, you, a doctor of neurology from Moscow State Medical University, a young expert who returned to China through the talent introduction plan, suffered from hypoxia due to snow shoveling at the door of a Tibetan fellow, do you have any insights to share?"

Zhang Nan asked curiously: "How did you answer, tell me."

Fu Yuzheng replied: "I said, the biggest insight is to strengthen your physical fitness when you go back. This kind of embarrassing thing can't happen again."

Zhang Nan was startled, then laughed until he almost fainted.

Seeing him laughing wantonly, Fu Yuzheng couldn't help but bend the corners of his eyes: "So you see, the doctor who performs the operation to remove the lesion is actually the same as the tool person who sweeps the snow for the villagers, and there is no loss in value." It can be said, then, what is the difference between showing your feelings when you hold a paintbrush to thousands of fans or passing it on to children?"

"After all, Qi Baishi and the cleaner are actually the same."

Zhang Nan: "..."

You suddenly froze, shut up!

However, after this lying conversation ended, Zhang Nan sighed deeply, and the worries lingering in his heart were cleared away at this moment, and finally revealed a glimmer of clear dawn.

I have to say that Fu Yuzheng is not only a very good doctor, but also an ideal lover. He is always mature, wise, calm and strong. hands, compared silently, Zhang Nan couldn't help feeling ashamed, and said in a low voice, "I'm narrow-minded."

"No." Fu Yuzheng smiled and comforted, "It's just the nobility and character of the little artist."

In the dead of night, the sound of rain outside the window gradually subsided, and Zhang Nan felt comforted. At this time, Fang Jue's pajamas came, and he reached out, groped for Fu Yuzheng's sleeve, shook it, and said, "Then go to the hospital tomorrow to see how Dr. Lin is doing. Said, if my situation allows, it will be agreed."

Unexpectedly, Fu Yuzheng, who had just turned into a "confidant brother", said: "You can think about it again, don't influence or change your original intention because of my opinion, follow your heart, if you really don't want to go, just refuse, after all In my opinion, nothing is more important than that you are really free and happy."

Zhang Nan was dazed for a moment, and the moment his heart softened, his eyes almost became hot. After a long while, he sniffed and muttered: "Although your tone is exactly the same as my father's, but now I have an outrageous idea—— Well!"

Before he finished speaking, his lips were lightly pecked, and Fu Yuzheng said vaguely, "I'm sure."

Two seconds later, the kiss was actively deepened by the recovered Zhang Nan.

Warm and precious, moist and fresh, they regard each other as the treasure on the cusp of their hearts.

After a long time, his lips and teeth were separated, but Zhang Nan still held his lips, panting lightly and said: "Your special suitcase for business trips, just leave it at my house, keep it ready, don't you have my copy at home too."

Fu Yuzheng calmed down and breathed calmly: "It's not convenient, what should I use in case of a temporary business trip next time?"

Zhang Nan thought for a while, then pecked lightly at the corner of his lips: "That's fine, you take it away, and your boyfriend will prepare it for you, so you don't have to worry about it."

Fu Yuzheng silently took a deep breath, saying that I really don't want to worry about it now.

At this time, Zhang Nan's sleep aid drug finally took effect, and his drowsiness fell suddenly. He found a comfortable position in Fu Yuzheng's arms, and slowly closed his eyelids: "I got what I wanted, good night, Doctor Fu."

Fu Yuzheng looked down at the person whose breathing became even and long after a few seconds, and couldn't help laughing.

The last kiss fell lightly between Shu Zhan's brows, and he said, "Have a good dream."

However, Zhang Nan slept very soundly that night, not to mention dreaming, as if his eyes were closed and opened, and the night was over.

When he woke up, the place beside him was empty. As usual, Zhang Nan lay on his back on the pillow and let it go for three seconds. Then he heard the sound of water coming from the bathroom, and slowly stood up with his arms supported. He wanted to find someone in a daze. At that time, he completely forgot about the injury of his left foot, and suddenly stepped on the floor, only to feel the pain in his heart.

"Hiss..." Zhang Nan quickly supported the bedside table with his eyes, and was fully awake after the pain.

He was having trouble walking here, Fu Yuzheng had already changed his clothes after washing, walked into the bedroom and saw Zhang Nan taking a breath while standing alone, frowning and stepped forward to support him: "Why didn't you call me?"

"It's okay." Zhang Nan relaxed his shoulders and walked out with the help of a humanoid support frame, "I'll just wake up and take a nap."

"...the shape is quite unique."

"Well, thanks."

Fu Yuzheng helped him go to the bathroom to wash up. After tidying up properly, Zhang Nan sat back on the bedside in his nightgown. When Fu Yuzheng helped him get clothes from the closet according to the instructions, he showed the artist's picky aesthetics to the point of anger— — It just rained last night, so the color matching of clothes today should be fresh, because I am going to the hospital for a follow-up visit, so the style is not too exaggerated, but it is not too dull, not worthy of the morning fog and breeze in mid-July... In the end, Fu Yuzheng couldn't bear it any longer, and directly took out a pair of black cotton sweatpants, and threw a pure white T-shirt into his arms: "Go downstairs in 5 minutes, if I can't finish changing, I will take it off for you myself."

"..." Zhang Nan looked at the person who turned and walked out of the bedroom, and said angrily, "How could it be so fast, my foot is injured!"

Fu Yuzheng's voice came from the living room, cold and impersonal: "It's so inconvenient, why don't I help you take it off now?"

Zhang Nan: "..."

Forget it, I won't take advantage of this bargain.

Don't be complacent, you wait!

The author has something to say: Fu Xiaozheng: Waiting.

Zhang Xiaonan: Heh, don't be shy, the next script is coming soon!

Nineteen: ... In the following plot, isn't it you who suffer? (meditated)

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