Hold on, you can't bend!

Along the way, Dr. Fu's expression was not very good.

After returning home and entering the door, Fu Yuzheng put Zhang Nan's small drawing board back on the balcony, and when he turned around, he saw Zhang Nan approaching with a smile on his face, and said courteously, "Is there any surgery arrangement today, are you tired? How about I— —”

Before he finished speaking, Fu Yuzheng's finger poked his forehead.

Fu Yuzheng pushed Zhang Nan's forehead slightly with his fingertips, pushing him back from the balcony door and pushing him out of the bedroom.

"Hey! Hey hey——" Zhang Nan protested dissatisfied, "It's too much!"

He said so, but his feet still followed his rhythm and retreated a little bit, and he didn't stop until he was in the bathroom.

Fu Yuzheng withdrew his fingers, frowned and said in disgust: "Go take a bath." After half a second, he muttered again, "What kind of messy smell is on my body, like the essence of wind oil."

Zhang Nan: "..."

Well, it may be that during the "close fight" just now, the clothes are stained with the female fragrance that "Wu Laosi" loves so much.

However——At this time, Zhang Nan automatically ignored Fu Yuzheng's very obvious expression of dislike, and wanted to ask a question from the bottom of his heart—let's not talk about what the essence of Fengyoujing is, just this... It's green in color, Doctor Fu, isn't this really a suicide attack?

I can spare myself a lot!

Fu Yuzheng turned around and was about to step out of the bathroom door. Zhang Nan stood by the sink and struggled in vain for the last time: "Then what, do you really not give me something to eat first? I just exhausted a lot of energy!"

Fu Yuzheng stopped when he heard the sound, and said in his heart that you still have the courage to mention it. When he turned around and spoke, his voice became a little colder: "One pick four is quite an honor, do you need me to praise you?"

Zhang Nan: "..."

No, no, no, normal performance, not worth mentioning.

Of course Zhang Nan could hear the anger hidden in his tone, and he lost his temper in an instant. After Fu Yuzheng walked out of the bathroom with a cold brow, he obediently turned on the water to take a bath.

There was the sound of water in the bathroom, and Fu Yuzheng sighed. Although he said, "If you are hungry for two meals, your memory will be long", but it was just talking, after all... He couldn't control his hands cooking porridge.

The autumn air is dry and evil, and the temperature difference between morning and evening is large, but the body feels a little chilly. Fu Yuzheng cooks a small pot of pear and japonica rice porridge, and puts in a little diced yam and wolfberry, just as... to calm down the little painter Bar.

Adjust the mode of the rice cooker, and after the timer, Fu Yuzheng came to the door of the bathroom and knocked on the door: "Have you finished washing?"

No one answered in the bathroom, and before Fu Yuzheng could speak again, Zhang Nan suddenly let out a low voice that sounded like a pain.

Fu Yuzheng's brows twitched, he pushed the door open and walked in, and in the next second, he slammed into the doorway.

Under the warm-toned bathroom lights, Zhang Nan stood in front of the sink, in a very tricky posture, with his back slumped, leaning against the sink and looking into the bathroom mirror to check a scrape on his left shoulder blade.

He has just finished taking a shower, and there are still crystal drops of water hanging from the tips of his hair, and his milky white skin is almost crystal clear to glow under the orange-yellow halo. The water has not been wiped, a few drops of water slide and roll down the smooth psoas muscles, and finally disappear invisibly.

Fu Yuzheng tightened his grip on the doorknob.

However, this person is always shy and cautious when he should be the most relaxed, but at this time when he should be shy and twitching, he is completely ignorant. When he saw Fu Yuzheng pushing the door, he even tilted his head, his eyebrows slightly Twist, and complained to him in a very natural tone: "Come and pay the doctor, please show me, is there any injury under my left shoulder?"

Fu Yuzheng's eyes were dark, and he watched him without moving or making a sound.

Zhang Nan continued to check in the mirror, his waistline was so thin and tactful that the people next to him couldn't take their eyes off: "Hey, I thought those grandchildren didn't take advantage of it, tsk, it seems that I was careless, but why did they say so at the time?" I don't feel any pain... If it wasn't for the shower gel that just took a shower, I was a little panicked, I——hey!"

The follow-up chattering was suddenly interrupted. Fu Yuzheng closed the bathroom door with his backhand with a "bang", and suddenly walked up behind him in a few steps. Just like his natural posture, he stretched out his hand and trapped him tightly in his arms. .

The bare back was suddenly attached to the solid chest, and the thin home clothes cut off the heat source that was constantly bubbling up. Zhang Nan reacted, his face felt hot, and he looked up at Fu Yuzheng's face in the bathroom mirror. With an expression on his face, he asked knowingly, "What are you doing?"

Fu Yuzheng's fingertips lightly rubbed around the broken skin under his shoulder blades, and his voice was a little tight: "Didn't you let the doctor examine the wound?"

"Oh..." Zhang Nan moved his fingers on the sink slightly, and said in a low voice, "Then... is it serious?"

"It's okay, it's not a big deal." Fu Yuzheng whispered all the breath on the side of Zhang Nan's neck, burning directly into the bottom of his heart, "However, you probably won't be able to go to the park to draw pictures tomorrow morning."

"Why—" Zhang Nan's voice suddenly froze, and his feet dangled in the air. Before he could recover, he was hugged by Fu Yuzheng from behind and dragged into the shower room.

The shower was turned on, and in the steaming water vapor, Zhang Nan propped his arms on the glass wall, gritted his teeth and said, "What are you doing again!"

Fu Yuzheng approached him suddenly, and whispered into his ear, with a very rare rambunctious tone in his tone: "You."

"..."

The water mist is hazy, and the people in the shower room are struggling to breathe as if they lack oxygen. The sound of suppressed breathing is lingering in it, confused with the mist spray. Difficult to solve.

Zhang Nan rested his forehead on Fu Yuzheng's shoulder, panting heavily with wet eyelashes hanging down, and then the door of the shower room opened, Fu Yuzheng grabbed a towel next to him, wrapped him up, and carried him out of the bathroom.

It was a few steps away, but Zhang Nan was terrified, grabbed the corner of the towel, and asked in amazement: "Go back to the bedroom, what are you doing in the study?!"

At that moment, Fu Yuzheng stood still at the door of the study with the person in his arms, raised his foot and kicked open the half-closed door of the study, put the person in his arms directly behind the desk, pulled off the bath towel, and replied: "After the examination, we will prescribe the medicine. "

Zhang Nan: "!!!"

isn't it? !

However, the other party didn't give him a chance to react, the palm slid down along the thin and clear spine, and with a light press, Zhang Nan fell on the desk.

"..."

This posture, this place... It should be a place where elegant rhymes can be stored, but now it has become a place for nonsense. No matter how casual Zhang Nan is, he still feels ashamed at this moment, especially——

The portrait he gave to Fu Yuzheng before is now hanging directly opposite the desk.

He raised his eyes in the clear and hazy eyes, just a few feet away, the doctor in white on the portrait looks alienated like a god exiled from the gods, but at this moment, the real person is acting recklessly behind him, Zhang Nan is deeply caught in the texture of reality and illusion. Floating, I closed my eyes hard, forcing back the water vapor in my eyes, I just felt ashamed, ashamed, unbearable, never in this moment in my life.

The man from Nannan has long thin legs, and his thin bones are protruding on the edge of the desk. Gradually, he couldn't hold his breath anymore. He lowered his head and glanced at the abrupt, rubbed-red bone tip, and said through gritted teeth, "Fu, Yu, Zheng! You His mother……"

"Huh?" Fu Yuzheng's usually indifferent voice was tinged with a low-pitched smile, "Do you still have the strength to curse?"

Zhang Nan really wanted to cry this time, and his voice became weaker: "...I can't stand anymore."

Unexpectedly, as soon as the fluffy words fell, Fu Yuzheng's palm around his waist slowly slipped down. In the next second, he was firmly held, Zhang Nan's mind exploded, and only Fu Yuzheng could be heard. Laughing low in his ear, his voice hoarse:

"Lie, obviously stand upright."

Zhang Nan: "..."

After this scene was over, Zhang Nan almost didn't even have the strength to move his fingers. Whether he was in the bathroom or the study, he stood all the time. At this moment, his legs were so sore that he completely lost consciousness. Clouds, floating and floating under the feet.

But Fu Yuzheng looked refreshed and full of energy. After taking him to the bathroom and taking a bath again, he asked, "I've been keeping warm porridge for you, do you still eat?"

Zhang Nan took advantage of the trend and rolled towards the middle of the bed, with a mournful tone, and said in a muffled voice: "If you eat any more, you'll be stuffed to death."

Fu Yuzheng laughed, leaned over and kissed his side face: "Then keep warm for you, sleep for a while, and eat when you wake up?"

Zhang Nan finally returned to the big bed he had dreamed of for a long time, his legs were freed, his soul was hollowed out, and only the strength left was humming: "Laughing to death, I can't hold the spoon at all..."

After thinking about it, he asked unwillingly: "You said earlier that you would 'settle accounts' when you go home, so... is this your way of punishment?"

Fu Yuzheng raised his eyebrows slightly, and replied in surprise, "I thought... it was a reward."

Zhang Nan: "..."

But stop chattering.

"However, the situation like today can't happen again next time." Fu Yuzheng sat down by the bed, and played with the broken hair on Zhang Nan's forehead with his fingers. Make a phone call, and secondly, don’t force it—why don’t you call the police? No matter what, there is a sign behind you with the number of the Park Management Office on it, so why do you have to force it yourself?”

Zhang Nan turned over slowly and heavily, thought for a moment, and hesitated: "Maybe... look cooler?"

Fu Yuzheng pinched his face without saying a word.

"Ai ai ai!" Zhang Nan hurriedly smiled and begged for mercy, "Brother, I was wrong, I am merciful, just point at this face to eat, don't ruin my job!"

Fu Yuzheng was unmoved: "Answer the question just now."

Zhang Nan immediately said: "I was wrong! I shouldn't be impulsive and reckless, and I shouldn't see a fool looking for trouble and just want to cut him down. I didn't fully consider the seriousness and consequences of the gaffe. I was wrong, really wrong, I confess to the organization , please organize leniency!"

He pretended to be more real than the truth in his righteous words, Fu Yuzheng sighed, and finally let him go helplessly, saying: "This is not an example."

Zhang Nan: "This is not an example!"

Fu Yuzheng chuckled, and then he was a little puzzled: "But why did he ask you?"

"Hey." When Zhang Nan was extremely exhausted, it was obvious that his IQ was not high enough. When Fu Yuzheng asked, he answered casually: "I can't pursue it, because I hate it because of love."

"..."

There was a sudden silence around him, and Zhang Nan realized it later, and instantly woke up.

After a while, Fu Yuzheng asked: "Again, why?"

Zhang Nan: "..."

What I am most afraid of is the sudden silence of the air, and the sudden concern of my boyfriend.

Zhang Nan froze for a brief moment, until Fu Yuzheng's breath approached and whispered in his ear: "I can't tell, Nannan, take everything?"

"No, no, no!" Zhang Nan complained incessantly, and immediately expressed his feelings to prove his innocence, "I can't eat it, I can't eat it! Misunderstanding, I said it at the beginning, I have nothing to do with him, collide, I can't—"

Fu Yuzheng: "Can't what?"

Zhang Nan changed his words in a second: "I can't do anything! After all, I have high eyesight, and I can only see flowers in the high mountains like you, and just...Professor Zhang taught me since I was a child, don't pick wild flowers on the roadside, but house flowers It’s more fragrant than wild flowers! So it’s really nothing, the moral standard is always restraining me!”

He was talking nonsense and unconstrained, Fu Yuzheng just looked down at him quietly, and slowly, the corners of his mouth raised up bit by bit.

In fact, every time Zhang Nan talks nonsense, he is very, very cute.

When Zhang Nan was taking a breath, he inadvertently saw the smile in Fu Yuzheng's eyes. He slowly returned to his seat in the air, coughed lightly, and tentatively said, "Aren't you angry?"

Fu Yuzheng laughed outright.

Not to mention that he believed that Zhang Nan had nothing to do with that "rotten" man before, even if there was, as a mature adult, he respected the previous emotional experience of another equally independent adult.

Zhang Nan breathed a sigh of relief, and unexpectedly made another request after being pardoned.

"If you're not angry, promise me something?"

Fu Yuzheng: "Tell me."

Zhang Nan was decisive: "Don't feed me oyster soup this time, please!"

Fu Yuzheng: "..."

That's fine, listen to you.

Let's change the taste this time.

The author has something to say: Zhang Xiaonan: ... Who are we to reward whom? !

Fu Xiaozheng: Soup yyds afterwards!

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By the way, Nannan's eagerness to explain with a white face looks like me who is in a hurry to add more...

Continue tomorrow, I don't want this liver!Love everyone, mua!