On the Necessary and Sufficient Conditions for Harvesting a Male God

27. Protection

Nie Chuan insisted on bringing back the two boxes he had used. He couldn't just wash the dishes after eating, but he was surprised when he got home.

That night was full of chaos, he remembered that the house was a mess when he left, and the little nephew hadn't cleaned up the last time he vomited, but now it was very clean.

It was really clean, even the mats on the bed were standing on the small stools in the bathroom to dry, not to mention the dolls sitting in rows, the toys in the basin and the furniture without any dust.

This stinky and fine housework skill has been lit up, it is more virtuous than all the people he has seen combined.

When I was about to take a bath, I saw that the towels on the shelf were all folded and hung in rows from small to large.Nie Chuan wanted to laugh when he thought of what he said, "I have a bit of obsessive-compulsive disorder," but also "slightly." He really laughed.

So you know it too.

Nie Chuan didn't realize that he actually remembered what Yang Lin had eaten and what he had said.

After taking a shower and going to bed, the newly washed mat was exceptionally cool, and Nie Chuan sighed comfortably.

He barely slept last night, and now he couldn't even hear the noise downstairs, and fell asleep quickly.

At twelve o'clock, Nie Chuan went upstairs. Before he reached the ward, he heard the commotion inside. He walked in quickly.

Yesterday's aunt may have been discharged from the hospital in the morning, and a new patient came to the bed, a three or four-year-old boy, but there were more than a dozen people around the child.

The child was crying, and a young woman was holding him and sitting on the bed, wiping away her tears. A dozen or so people around the bed were persuading, coaxing, and teasing.

Yang Lin was holding his little nephew around the hospital bed in circles, because the child had already had a needle on his head, and his range of motion was limited.

Nie Chuan walked over with a cold face and found that his little nephew was very irritable and kept trying to grab the needle in his head. Yang Lin was talking to him to divert his attention.

Nie Chuan touched his little nephew's forehead with the back of his hand.

"I didn't have a fever in the morning. The doctor said during the rounds that if I don't have a fever today, I will be discharged tomorrow." Yang Lin said, "Brother Chuan, you take the bottle up to us and walk around the corridor. Sleep, sleepy."

Nie Chuan looked at the crying little boy in the next bed, stopped talking, and left the room with Yang Lin holding the bottle.

In the corridor, Yang Lin took a deep breath and said softly, "That aunt was discharged from the hospital in the morning, and this family is new at ten o'clock. She is much more delicate than our Xiao Fei, and she doesn't cooperate. In the end, she pricked her hand twice before getting it done. I've been crying until now."

Nie Chuan frowned.

Yang Lin continued to complain in a low voice, "The whole family is also very powerful. My child moved his hands and insisted on scolding the nurse. The little nurse scolded and cried on the spot. Finally, the head nurse came over and re-tied it. Like this practice, the child grows up. It's also exhausting."

Nie Chuan glanced at Yang Lin, but didn't speak.

After only a few minutes, the little friend fell asleep.Nie Chuan signaled to go back to the ward, Yang Lin shook his head and whispered, "Wait a minute, the ward is too noisy, you have to wake up when you enter."

Nie Chuan. . . . . .

Seeing his cold face, Yang Lin suddenly realized, "Brother Chuan, is your arm sore, change your arm and stick to it."

"...I brought you cold noodles."

Yang Lin smirked, "Why are you so troublesome, I'll get something to eat at work."

Nie Chuan paused before saying, "Go back, the rice you ate in the morning, and some noodles at noon is comfortable."

Yang Lin smiled, "Hey, thank you Brother Chuan, you are so kind, I give you a thumbs up."

Nie Chuan. . . . . .

As soon as he entered the ward, Yang Lin smiled and greeted the neighbor bed softly, "I'm sorry, my child is asleep, please keep your voice down, I'm sorry."

No one answered, but an old man said to everyone, "Hey, you all stop too, don't wake up other people's children."

Everyone else stopped and looked at the two of them, Yang Lin nodded again, and said softly, "Thank you, my child hasn't slept all morning, thank you everyone."

There was silence in the room for a while, except for the hoarse crying of the little boy.

Yang Lin gently put the little friend on the bed and covered him, wrapped his little hands with two pieces of clothes, and explained softly to Nie Chuan, "I just want to scratch my head."

Nie Chuan nodded, opened the lunch box he had just put on the table, "Eat quickly."

Yang Lin took the chopsticks with a smile.

The cold noodles were mixed well, and the sauce was rich in aroma. The stomach that thought he had eaten his lunch made him hungry again. Yang Lin picked up a chopstick and put it in his mouth, then gave Nie Chuan a thumbs up.

Nie Chuan bent his lips.

Yang Lin swallowed a mouthful before asking, "Brother Chuan, where did you buy it, it tastes really good!"

Nie Chuan said in a low voice, "It's not far from the family courtyard, but the restaurant is in the community, and people who don't know it can't find it... This restaurant has been open for decades, and we used to eat there when we were young."

Yang Lin, probably the male god thought of Big Brother Nie again.

He stopped talking and ate his noodles.

The room was so quiet that it was depressing. The people next to the bed discussed the child's illness, and at first they deliberately suppressed their voices. Later, they didn't know what the difference was, and they started to argue, and then blamed, and their voices became louder.

Yang Lin held down Nie Chuan who had already stood up, wiped his mouth and walked towards the crowd, raising his voice slightly, "I'm sorry, please keep your voice down, my child just fell asleep."

Before he finished speaking, the man who had been yelling just now turned around and swung vigorously, Yang Lin staggered unpreparedly, "Why the hell are there so many things! I"

Before he could finish speaking, he was pushed against the wall.

It was Nie Chuan who flashed in front of him at some point.

He supported Yang Lin from behind with one hand, locked his throat with the other and pressed the man against the wall. The man was speechless, and tried to break Nie Chuan's arm with both hands, but it was useless.

All the quarreling people were stunned, and Nie Chuan let go of Yang Lin's arm.His eyes swept over, and he said word by word, "I said my child should not make noise while sleeping, do you understand?"

This man has a stern temperament and sharp eyes. He looks dangerous, but he is extremely sexy. Yang Lin's mind is full of bullet screens: He is so handsome, so handsome!

A woman said loudly, "If you have something to say, do it right away!"

Nie Chuan stared at her and strengthened his hands, "I said it well, but can you fucking understand human speech?"

Seeing that the man's face was getting redder and redder, the old man who spoke at first took a step forward, "Don't get excited, don't get excited, young man, let go of your hand first, you're just worried about the child, it's not easy for everyone to be considerate of each other."

Nie Chuan waited for another breath before letting go abruptly. The man covered his neck with his hands and coughed loudly. Nie Chuan turned to look at him with cold eyes.Then the man put his hand over his mouth and staggered away.A group of people are as quiet as chickens.

Yang Lin kept paying attention to the little bed, there was a lot of movement just now.Sure enough, Yu Guangli's little friend was already moving, and he hurried over to pat it.

Nie Chuan came over, seeing that his little nephew was still awake, he said softly, "Hurry up and eat."

He was obviously domineering just now, but now he is low and gentle. Yang Lin felt his heart was about to jump out of his throat again.He lowered his head to eat the noodles in a disguised manner, and the bullet screen frantically flashed through his mind.

so handsome!so handsome!so handsome!

you are done!Ruined!Ruined!

what would you do!

It wasn't until after eating the noodles that Yang Lin threw away the garbage that he returned to normal, seeing Nie Chuan sitting on the edge of the bed with his arms folded and staring at the next bed.The face is cold and solemn, not angry but mighty.

The people in the next bed had dispersed, leaving only a pair of old people and the mother and child on the bed.And the boy who had been crying for more than an hour, I don't know if he was exhausted or exhausted, so he stopped now and hiccupped from time to time.

Nie Chuan stood up and rang the bell, only then did Yang Lin realize that the child's liquid had bottomed out.He realized with embarrassment: just now, he had been staring at the male god in a daze.

A smile flashed in Nie Chuan's eyes, "There's still time, go to bed and squint for a while."

Yang Lin shook his head in a panic, picked up his bag, "No, I'm going back to work, and I'm going to work soon."

Nie Chuan didn't speak. Seeing that he tidied up his little nephew again, and then seemed to remember something, he leaned over and whispered, "That man just now won't go out to find someone, or I'll leave later."

The corners of Nie Chuan's lips curled up, "Probably not, but it doesn't matter."

Yang Lin glanced at his nephew, and then at him.

Nie Chuan chuckled, "If you don't worry, you can sleep here for a while. I think you slept soundly yesterday."

Mentioning yesterday that Yang Lin started to feel embarrassed, he laughed dryly, "Then I'll go first, it's too hot, I cleaned up the breakfast in the morning, and you can make milk powder for Xiao Fei in the afternoon."

Nie Chuan nodded, and Yang Lin put on his bag, "Let's go, Brother Chuan."

This time I walked very simply, but came again just after six o'clock, with sweat on my brow, "There are too many people in the elevator, I ran up."

The little friend was awake, and there was no more infusion, but Xiaopang just wanted to go up, but Nie Chuan didn't speak, but kept stopping with his hands. Yang Lin found that the child was almost anxious.

Seeing that Nie Chuan was obviously relieved, Yang Lin couldn't help laughing.

Don't be too cute if the male god is confused by the cute baby.

He walked to the bed, opened the bag and took out the bag, and took out a few disposable lunch boxes from the bag.

Steamed egg with minced meat, mashed potatoes and a glass of fruit juice.

Wash your hands first, heat the bottle, and then pour the juice into it, "I squeezed this now, give us Feibao to supplement vitamin C, okay baby~"

While talking, he took the child from him, wiped the child's hands first, and then fed the child, "Brother Chuan, how is Xiaofei in the afternoon? Did you have a fever? Did you sleep for a long time? This will not let you Go to sleep, or else you won’t be able to sleep at night.”

Before Nie Chuan could answer, he pointed to the three unopened lunch boxes on the table, "The meal I brought you was ordered at our restaurant in the afternoon. You didn't eat it. I'm afraid Xiao Fei didn't dare to call when he fell asleep. You sent a message and you didn't reply."

Nie Chuan, he didn't have time to look at his phone all afternoon.

After Yang Lin left, the afternoon medicine came, and the little villain woke up just after the infusion.

He couldn't talk about anything, and he had nothing to play with, so he could only hug him and circle around the bed. The little nephew was uncomfortable and dissatisfied. He cried a few times, and the milk powder he prepared didn't taste good.

Now I saw him sitting on Yang Lin's lap, obediently eating a mouthful of egg custard and mashed potatoes, and pointed at the meatball on the egg with his chubby finger to signal "hmmmm". . . . . .Nie Chuan was speechless.

Yang Lin didn't see Nie Chuan moving, and was about to urge him, but when he turned around, he saw the handsome male god rolling his eyes at the sky.

Yang Lin!

He desperately suppressed the urge to laugh, a spoonful of meat fell back into the box with a trembling hand.The little friend was in a hurry, and patted his arm vigorously with an "ahhh".

My hands trembled even more.