visitor on iceberg

After getting Kang Zijun's reluctant compromise, the relationship between Zhao Yue and Zhong Ling really has no obstacles.In the blink of an eye, it was April, and Zhong Ling had been working in the Municipal Procuratorate for half a year. As soon as the secondment period expired, the leaders of the Municipal Procuratorate urged him to go through the transfer procedures as soon as possible, as if he was afraid that he would run away.

The Donghu District Procuratorate is obviously not willing to let people go. The grassroots courts have a lot of cases and are short of manpower. It is hard to have a young and strong labor force with outstanding ability. They are not willing to give it to others to squeeze them, but the orders of the superior units are not allowed. Disobedient, besides young people with bright future, Zhong Ling rarely has a chance to get promoted, no matter how reluctant the grassroots court is, they are not willing to block Zhong Ling's bright future.

On this day, Zhong Ling returned to the East Lake District Procuratorate to go through the transfer procedures. As soon as he entered the original office, there was a burst of cheers from the surroundings, and a male colleague with a loud voice shouted directly: "You have returned! In the past six months, your case has been all over our heads, and everyone has worked for you." Before Zhong Ling could speak, the man pointed at him and said, "Don't talk, consciously lead ten cases. .”

Section Chief Jiang had a dark face, and slapped the man on the back, "Don't yell if you don't understand, have you finished your work yet?"

After the laughter subsided, Zhong Ling said: "It's been hard work for everyone in the past six months, but I probably can't pay off this pile of debts. I came back today to go through the transfer procedures."

The female colleagues were disappointed for a while, "Hey, are you really leaving?"

The male colleagues are also very reluctant, "If you are not here, how can other departments be willing to associate with us in the future?"

The one who was most reluctant was Section Chief Jiang. He said angrily: "When the city procuratorate came to ask me for someone, what nonsense was secondment, I knew it was a tiger borrowing a pig and never returning!" He slapped the table, The lid of the teacup trembled, "They just said that they don't have enough manpower, so they scooped up people from grassroots courtyards all over the city. We don't have many people here, and we have to be responsible for sending them talents. Do we still have to work?" La?!"

Section Chief Jiang looked at the fat and strong pig that was taken away by the tiger in front of him, and forced himself to let go while grieving, "Xiao Zhong, I'm just complaining, you should go or you have to go, don't have any psychological burden, It is a good opportunity for you to be able to go to the Municipal Procuratorate, not to mention you, if the Municipal Procuratorate is interested in me, I will definitely pack up and go to them overnight."

Someone interrupted: "Yes, and I heard that there are a lot of beauties in the City Prosecutor's Office, Zhong Ling, who do you see right?"

Zhong Ling shook her head and said truthfully: "No." After all, they are colleagues who have worked together for several years. When Zhong Ling really wants to leave, she always feels a little bit reluctant. Especially the section chief, who taught me how to handle the case and gave me a lot of help and advice, thank you."

Section Chief Jiang said: "You should be polite, you should continue to work hard in a new place, and come back to see us when you have time." He opened his mouth and wanted to say something, and thousands of words turned into a heavy cry Sigh, "Oh!"

One day, Zhao Yue was buried in the case file in the office, and suddenly couldn't help but sneezed. A colleague joked, "Zhao Yue, is someone missing you?"

Just as Zhao Yue wanted to respond to him, he couldn't hold back and sneezed two times in a row. It seemed that it was not as simple as someone missing him. The colleague immediately changed his words, "Could it be that you have a cold?"

Just as Zhao Yue was about to speak, before he could utter a single word, he sneezed again. Wu Hui handed him a tissue, and he took it and wiped his nose, saying, "It looks like I really have a cold."

The weather this April is a bit unhealthy, as if the human body's endocrine disorders and metabolism are disordered. There has just been a burst of abnormal high temperature, and recently there has been a burst of cold spring.Zhao Yue was originally afraid of the heat, so she hastily removed the thick quilt and put away the thick coat a few days ago, when the cold air came these few days, she accidentally caught a cold.

Wu Hui reminded him to take some medicine, and Zhao Yue responded with a hmm, but he didn't take it to heart at all. He was always in good health, and a cold was not a serious illness, so he forgot about it later.

As a result, when Zhao Yue slept until midnight that night, the situation suddenly became very bad. It was as if two balls of cotton were stuffed in his nasal cavity, which was very blocked. Shen Shen, in his dream, slept extremely restlessly, and the alarm clock did not wake him up the next day. When he struggled to open his eyes, the time was more than 40 minutes later than usual.

Zhao Yue got up in a hurry, her head was dizzy when she stood up, and she almost fell back on the bed again.He knew that the cold had worsened, and he probably still had a low-grade fever, but he didn't have any commonly used medicines at home. Zhao Yue thought it would be better to go to work first, and his body should be able to bear it. Anyway, it's Friday, so it can't be afternoon Take a vacation and go home to rest.

But Zhao Yue is still a bit blindly optimistic this time. There is nothing wrong with his body normally, but if something really goes wrong, he will be really sick. Just lying on the desk.

Wu Hui noticed that Zhao Yue was a little abnormal. He walked over and saw that he looked like a boiled crab. His face was reddened and steam was coming out. Wu Hui probed his forehead and got burned. , she hurriedly pushed him, "Why do you still come to work when you're burned like this, your body can't hold it anymore, and you still want to be your Zhao Qingtian?"

Zhao Yue frowned and opened her eyes, her mouth was dry and her throat was hoarse, "Please ask the judge for leave for me."

Other colleagues came to care one after another, rolled up their sleeves and wanted to carry him to the hospital, Zhao Yue managed to support his upper body, and said weakly: "No need, just send me home."

Wu Hui scolded his head and covered his face: "You look like this, what if you die at home? Go to the hospital, go to the hospital, why so much trouble."

Wu Hui took Xiao Xiong and sent Zhao Yue to the hospital. The doctor prescribed two bottles of intravenous drip for Zhao Yue. After the needle was pricked, Wu Hui asked Xiao Xiong to buy some white porridge, and he stayed by Zhao Yue's side to watch him.

"Tsk tsk, tell me about you. You pretend to die all day long. If you are sick, you take time off and take a good rest. You have to come to work. It's fine if you lose half your life, and make others suffer together." Wu Hui helped him pull up the zipper of his coat in disgust. Zhao Yue's cell phone rang at this moment, and Wu Hui went to help him take out the cell phone again. When he checked the caller ID, he pushed Zhao Yue and said, "Hey, your boyfriend is calling. of."

Zhao Yue took the phone and connected it, cleared his throat a few times before he managed to speak, his voice was so hoarse, just hearing his "Hello", Zhong Ling almost thought his phone was picked up by someone else, now the phone It was another person who was talking to him.

Zhong Ling called him hesitantly: "Zhao Yue?"

Zhao Yue closed her eyes and responded, "Yes."

Zhong Ling realized that there must be something wrong with him, and asked, "What's wrong with you, why did your voice become like this?"

Wu Hui heard the voice on the phone clearly, and said casually, "I have a fever."

Zhao Yue followed her words and said, "I have a fever."

There was some worry in Zhong Ling's words, "Is it serious?"

Wu Hui said next to him, "Of course it's serious."

Zhao Yue's brain was burning in a daze, and he repeated: "Of course it's serious."

Zhong Ling asked again: "Did you take any medicine? Did you go to the hospital?"

Wu Hui said, "Isn't it just in the hospital?"

Zhao Yue supported her forehead with one hand, "It's in the hospital."

Wu Hui urged, "Say I want to see you."

Zhao Yue repeated dizzily again: "I want to see you."

Zhao Yue's voice was soft, hoarse, and weak. As soon as Zhong Ling heard his words, he didn't hesitate for a second, and immediately asked, "Which hospital are you in now?"

Zhao Yue raised his head and looked around in a daze. Obviously, he couldn't figure it out. Wu Hui called into the phone for him: "We are at the Second People's Hospital, come here quickly."

After hanging up the phone, Wu Hui helped Zhao Yue put his phone back, patted his pocket, and said, "That's right, the patient should be taken care of by his family members, and we'll be relieved when he comes."

Zhong Ling took a half-day leave with the leader, and when he rushed to the hospital, he saw Wu Hui pouring porridge for Zhao Yue, and Xiao Xiong nervously persuaded him: "Sister Wu Hui, slow down, or he will choke."

Zhong Ling walked up to them and reached out to take the paper bowl from Wu Hui's hand, "I'll do it."

Wu Hui looked up at him, and immediately handed over the bowl, "You've come."

Zhong Ling sat down, and because she was holding a bowl and a spoon in her hand, she could only press her forehead against Zhao Yue's to check his temperature. Zhao Yue's skin was so hot that even his breathing was hot, and his brain was only one step away from burning out.He seemed to feel relieved because he noticed the familiar aura, his brows relaxed a little, and he leaned his head into Zhong Ling's arms.

Wu Hui said: "The doctor prescribed two bottles of intravenous drip. If the infusion really doesn't work, it's better to get a fever-reducing injection."

Zhong Ling nodded to her, "Thank you for today."

"You're welcome. Then take a good look at him, let's go first."

When he walked out of the hospital, Xiao Xiong felt a little strange and asked, "Isn't that the prosecutor from the City Prosecutor's Office just now? He knows Brother Yue very well?"

Wu Hui took Xiao Xiong's arm, "Familiar, as familiar as us."

Little Xiong nodded confusedly, "Oh, that's good, you can rest assured by handing Brother Yue over to him."

Zhong Ling scooped up a spoonful of porridge to feed to Zhao Yue. Zhao Yue buried his head but refused to open his mouth. Zhong Ling only took care of dogs, so he had no experience in taking care of people. Used, it can almost be regarded as a coaxing tone: "How can you get better if you don't eat, be obedient, eat the porridge."

Zhao Yue's throat was swollen and painful, and swallowing was tantamount to torture. He said sickly in Zhong Ling's arms, "Don't eat."

Zhong Ling had no choice but to coax again: "Two bites will be fine, just two bites."

Zhao Yue finally managed to raise his head and opened his mouth.

But Zhao Yue is so stupid and easy to deceive now, Zhong Ling just fed him two mouthfuls and two mouthfuls, two mouthfuls and two mouthfuls, until the bowl of porridge was about to run low, even if he was sick and dizzy, Zhao Yue finally felt something was wrong, he directly turned his head again. Leaning into Zhong Ling's arms, he said with a little grievance: "I don't want to eat."

Zhong Ling put down the bowl and patted him on the back lightly, "Okay, don't eat."

Zhao Yue couldn't open his eyelids at all, and his consciousness was not very clear. Zhong Ling let him lie on his lap to sleep. Zhao Yue curled up with his upper body, as if he felt a little cold. Zhong Ling took off his coat and wrapped him tightly. Zhao Yue Only then did it settle down.He slept very deeply, and he might not be able to have any too colorful and beautiful dreams during his illness, but his expression looked very satisfied, one hand was stuck with a needle, and the other tightly hugged Zhong Ling's waist, The face was also attached to his lower abdomen, looking domineering and childish.Zhao Yue's needled hand was exposed, Zhong Ling was afraid that his hand would be cold, so he held his hand tightly.

There were people coming and going in the corridor, and from time to time a few people would cast probing or speculative glances at them, Zhong Ling didn't mind, just staring at the IV bottle on the iron stand, in order to call when a bottle of water was about to run out. Nurse.

Zhong Ling occasionally looked down at Zhao Yue who was sleeping on her lap, and couldn't help but support the back of his head to bring him closer to her. Zhao Yue's body moved, Zhong Ling tucked the clothes that covered him, and stretched out her arms to hug him his back.This person is as bright as the sun and as warm as a sunny day. From the beginning to now, he has warmed Zhong Ling countless times, and this time, Zhong Ling also wants to use himself to warm him.

No one has ever made Zhong Ling feel like this. It turns out that when you really fall in love with someone, even if you just met him, you can't help but miss him. Being affectionate, you will let go of your guard against him, you will take his pleasure as your pleasure, you will take his worry as your worry, you will want to get everything from him and give yourself everything, you will humbly thank fate, and you will greedily want to be forever.It was Zhao Yue who taught him these things. It was great to meet and fall in love with this person.

When the second bottle of water was about to be hung up, Zhao Yue's temperature had dropped from a high fever to a low fever. The doctor prescribed some internal medicine for him, told Zhong Ling some precautions, and told them to get out.Zhong Ling sent Zhao Yue home. Zhao Yue was still sleeping all the way. When he got home, it was already sunset. Although Zhao Yue was much more conscious than in the afternoon, his whole body was still limp. He squatted down in front of him and said to him: "Come up, I will carry you on my back."

Zhao Yuecai didn't want to work hard on him, "I haven't reached this level, and I'm not old, weak, sick or disabled."

Zhong Ling didn't discuss with him, "If you don't let me carry it, then I will carry you up."

In the end Zhao Yue compromised, he showed a weak smile, and asked Zhong Ling to carry him home sweetly and distressedly.

As soon as Zhao Yue got home, she fell asleep on the bed. Zhong Ling wanted to make some simple dinner for the two of them, but found that there was only beer, milk and a few dehydrated apples in the refrigerator. , almost no food at all.I couldn't even find the seasoning in the kitchen. After searching for a long time, I found an unsealed package of table salt and a bottle of expired soy sauce in the cabinet.

Except for the antipyretics and cold medicines just brought back from the hospital, Zhao Yue couldn't even find a piece of Band-Aid at home, not to mention commonly used medicines.Zhong Ling helped his forehead helplessly, if this person fell ill at home one day, he might really die here.

In the end, Zhong Ling ordered takeaway. After Zhao Yue finished his dinner and took his medicine, he immediately fell asleep again. Zhong Ling stayed with him all the time. This person really doesn't know how to take care of himself. It was up to Zhong Ling to take care of him. Although it would be more troublesome than taking care of a dog, since the two of them were already together, Zhong Ling was willing to accept this burden, which was not considered a heavy burden.

The next day was approaching noon, Zhao Yue finally had enough sleep, Zhong Ling saw him sitting up from the bed, and said: "Finally willing to wake up?"

Zhao Yue rubbed her eyes, smiled a little dumbfounded, "I'm tired from sleeping, wake up and take a rest."

He sweated all over yesterday and didn't take a shower last night. The smell on his body is really not good now. Zhong Ling took a change of clothes from his closet and threw it to him, "Go and take a shower."

Zhao Yue got out of bed with the clothes in his arms, his footsteps were still a little vain, he just turned around when he reached the door of the bathroom, "You wash it for me."

Zhong Ling sighed and followed him into the bathroom.

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